MEMOIR.

ON descending upon one occasion from my pulpit, I was met in the vestry by a gentleman who introduced himself to me under circumstances, and in a manner, which at once presented a passport to my confidence, and which found an instant avenue to my heart. He had been in former years the friend and the companion in arms of my revered father. Holding commissions in the same regiment, they had served with fidelity and honour their king and their country, amidst the same spirit-stirring

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scenes and martial events which conspire to lend a fascination so great, and yet a peril so fearful to the profession of arms. The period which threw them together as brother officers was—as is, alas ! too much the case in military life-oblivious of all true religious reflection and feeling-a period emphatically "without God," its precious moments unredeemed from an allabsorbing worldliness, by one serious, inquiring thought of the dread and tremendous realities of the-FUTURE!

Time passed on, and with it the revolutions which are perpetually transpiring in all human friendships and earthly associations. Withdrawn from the army, they had retired into private life, and for years had lost all knowledge of each other, nothing of the former intimacy remaining, 1 Eph. ii. 12.

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save the reminiscences which the scenes of early life spent in the service fix indelible upon the memory. But God had not lost sight of them. Purposes of grace had long been formed in His mind, and thoughts of love were moving in His heart. Both were chosen 'vessels of mercy ;' and He who is "bringing many sons unto glory under the Captain of their salvation,' was about to enrol them among the happy and holy number. My honoured father had quitted the scenes of earth-born distinction and of human trial, his departure smoothed with the peace and cheered with the hope which a heartfelt, believing reception of that simple yet glorious truth inspires, even in the final conflict with death.-" This is a faithful saying, and worthy of all acceptation, that Christ Jesus came into the world 1 Rom. ix. 23. 2 Heb. ii. 10.

with his amiable consort, still survived, and lived to magnify this sovereign grace, of which they too had now become the happy subjects.

In the touching narrative which my father's friends gave of the past, there was one link in the chain of circumstances which could not fail to arrest my attention and awaken my interest. I allude to the instrument and the occasion of their conversion to God. And who was that instrument, and what was that occasion? Let parents listen to it, let children ponder it—it was the early piety, and the happy departure of an only and a fondly loved child. Moved by this touching fact, and impressed with this remarkable display of Divine grace in the camp, I requested, and obtained permis

1 1 Tim. i. 15.

sion, to weave in a brief Memoir, the particulars of her short but holy life, with the hope that the Lord the Spirit might again, though dead, speak by her to some hitherto thoughtless, Christless souls.

ELIZABETH TATTON was the only child of Major and Mrs. Tatton of the 47th Regiment of Foot. Born and educated in the army-a school which, for its worldly and unsettled habits, has not generally been regarded as the most favourable for the training of a youthful mind, and for the formation of those sober views of the realities of the present life, and of the claims of the "life which is to come," so essential to individual happiness-she yet from earliest childhood exhibited a strength of character, a force of intellect, and a maturity of judgment, united with a refinement of feeling,