of infidel wit are unable to perform.
She was to be prepared by poverty, bereavement, and grief, to pity and
to succor the poor, the bereaved, and the grieving. The sorrows of
widowhood were to teach her the heart of the widow--her babes,
deprived of their father, to open the springs of her compassion to the
fatherless and orphan--and the consolations of God, her refuge and
strength, her very present help in trouble, to make her a daughter
of consolation to them who were walking in the valley of the shadow
of death.

"To train her betimes for the future dispensations of his
providence, the Lord touched the heart of this chosen vessel in her
early youth. The spirit of prayer sanctified her infant lips, and
taught her, as far back as her memory could go, to pour out her heart
before God. She had not reached her eleventh year when she selected a
bush in the retirement of the field, and there devoted herself to her
God by faith in the Redeemer. The incidents of her education,
thoughtless companions, the love of dress, and the dancing-school, as
she has herself recorded, chilled for a while the warmth of her piety,
and robbed her bosom of its peace. But her gracious Lord revisited her
with his mercy, and bound her to himself in an everlasting covenant,
which she sealed at his own table about the seventeenth year of
her age.

"Having married, a few years after, Dr. John Graham, surgeon to
the 60th British regiment, she accompanied him first to Montreal, and
shortly after to Fort Niagara. Here, during four years of temporal
prosperity, she had no opportunity, even for once, of entering the
habitation of God's house, or hearing the sound of his gospel.
Secluded from the waters of the sanctuary and all the public means of
growth in grace, her religion began to languish and its leaf to droop.
But the root was perennial--it was of the seed of God, which liveth
and abideth for ever. The Sabbath was still to her the sign of his
covenant. On that day of rest, with her Bible in her hand, she used to
wander through the woods, renew her self-dedication, and pour out her
prayer for the salvation of her husband and her children. He who
'dwelleth not in temples made with hands,' heard her cry from the
wilds of Niagara, and strengthened her with strength in her soul.

"By one of those vicissitudes which checker military life, the
regiment was ordered to the island of Antigua in the West Indies. Here
she met with that exq