Ill lii' ic«v:i^ ^H^j- ^-b^.^^ 'Es^'^c::^^ Columbia tHnibtrsittp LiBRARY W^4 ^jM^^J^ ;k -«^: •S^ wm^ ml^^ ii\^^ ' /" MEMOIRS OF THK REV. MATTHIAS BRUEN PHJNTE" ,IV NVl UMAM F. r.KT.nF.S ^iULAliKLl'"'-^- ay£^ ^/ry^^t^^k^ EngraTedbylHLongacre ftoir. a >.finia.nire PaiMedby L. Arliud -.n 181" MEMOIRS LIFE AND CHARACTER OP THE REV. MATTHIAS BRUEN, \v\ L AT PASTOR OF THE PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH. IN BLEECKER-STREET, NEW-iTORK. NEW-YORK; JOHN P. HAVEN, AND C. G AND H. CAHVIL : CAREY AND LEA, AND TO WAR AND HOGAN, P'IILADELPHIA: AND PIERCE AND PARKER, JbOSTON. 1831. Hnteret) according to the ^ct of (KOHfircss in the year one thousand eight hundred and thirty-one, by Williaini F. Geddes, in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the Eastern District of Pennsylvania. ADVERTISEMENT. There is no study more interesting than that of the mind of man, whether regarded in its original dignity — the pure off- spring of God; or as perverted by alienation from its Source, or as recovered through the incarnation of Christ. In each of these views human character va- ries indefinitely and will vary forever. Dr John Pye Smith,* says of Mr Bruen, in a letter occasioned by his death, — ^^ My dear and never ♦Author of "Scripture Testimony to the Divinity of Clirist," &e. IV ADVERTISEMENT. to be forgotten friend Avas an extraordinary man. In him were found qualities which we think ourselves very happy to discover dwell- ing apart^ each having a separate bosom for its temple.'' That the image of one so peculiarly beautiful in his moral and intellectual structure^ might for a while be kept from forgetfulness, led to the request which this publication has fulfilled. TNTRODUCTTON. The consciousness of possessing some ma- terials for a memoir, which no other person could possess, induced the compiler to yield to an urgency which in any circumstances it would have been very painful to disappoint. Now however, that the attempt has been made, a still more painful sentiment arises — the fear of causing disappointment by the imperfect execution of a task which is worthy of the exertion of a more skilful hand. It has been difficult to attain some informa- tion which ought to have found a place in this VI INTRODUCTIOJf. little work, relative to the earlier years of Mr Bruen. This however is not much to be regretted. In most memoirs the juvenile period of life furnisiies but little that is in- structive 5 nor is it till the moral character becomes developed, and the active period of manhood arrives, that we desire more minute details. It is therefore in the years which con- cluded a life daily increasing in its useful influence, that the lack of materials is to be lamented ; and it is with feelings of pro- found regret, that in this case a sketchy de- lineation of the last few years is presented, instead of a finished picture. Passages of many letters which would have come home to the bosom of the reader, have been for obvious reasons suppressed. While others, of no great interest except to those who received them, have been inserted, for the mere lack of other details referring to the period of their dates. — If literary fame had been an object very im- INTRODUCTIOX. VII portant in his sights it would be unjust to bis memory to publisb familiar letters, witb only slight verbal alterations, Avritten with amaz- ing rapidity, often at the close of toilsome days, and with tlie indifierence to style, which con- fiding friendship alloAvs. It is certainly im- portant that they should bear the stamp of genuine productions, and not lose their indi- viduality by the improvement of the style. To that country which he more than any man, has taught us to love ; — To that church in whose prosperity he has taught us to feel an animated interest ; — To those friends who, in common with us, deplore his early loss — this imperfect Memorial is presented, accompanied by the fervent wish that it may be enlivening and instructive to some of its readers. LIFE OF MATTHIAS BRUEN CHAPTER I. When any arrangement of the Supreme Ruler baffles our calculations and our wishes, how readily do we exclaim — " It is a mysterious dispensation — It is an untimely event" — Blind, yet unwitting of his blindness, the Jiiiite sets about measuring the con- duct of the Infinite, and having formed his own petty plan of what ought to be, he terms the plan of the Eternal mysterious, and marvels that He should act differently. When we see a man eminently quali- jfied for important services, who has gone through long and arduous preparatory discipline, and is now entered on a course of successful exertion, suddenly smitten by disease, and cut off in the midst of his days , before the circle of which he was the centre, has had time to adjust itself to the new and unlook- ed for event, the voice of feeling, as well as of disappointed expectation, exclaims, " mysterious dis- B 2 MEMOIRS OF pensation — untimely event!" And so it is an untimely- event to us, if we can cast our eyes no further than the boundary of our ov^rn httle circle. Sad ruin of a rare machine of intellectual and moral power — Sad devastation of those means which are fitted to elevate the tone of human character — Sad frustration of those anticipations on which the Holy One himself looks with complacency! The disappointed mourner must however re- member, that as no man was ever created solely for the profit of others; so was no man ever re- moved from this our living scene, solely for their privation, or punishment He is still in the universe of God, still a member of the great system of things that shall shew forth his glory. We have lost him. His philanthropic exertions shall no longer aid in subduing the oppressions, and alleviating the mis- eries of his fellows. No longer shall his tender sympathy soften our cares. No longer shall his sage counsel aid our perplexities. No longer shall his prayers call down blessings on our spirits. But he! Is he lost? Have his thoughts perished with him? Is his experience all unavaihng? Are his generous affections, his melting sympathies all swal- lowed up by the devouring grave ? Or are they all merged in a mere negative passive enjoyment in heaven, a region with which we are acquainted only by name? No — His Lord had need of him in another country. We thought he was fit to live, MATTHIAS BRUEN. 8 and would fain have detained him. God saw that he was fit to die, and called him hence. How far are we mistaken when we regard death as having quenched the mental activity which has excited our admiration and love. As surely as the struggle which introduces a human being into this suffering dying world, is the fore-runner of a series of voli- tions and exertions ; — so surely is the struggle which dismisses the faithful soul, an introduction to that unsuffering kingdom where plans are formed with- out selfish solicitude, and action exists without toil ; and where all that in this world is accompanied with perplexity and perturbation, shall be met by a perfect acquiescence in the will, and a perfect con- fidence in the power and goodness of God. The scriptures furnish us not so much with a description of what heaven is, as of what it is not. We have therefore nothing to encourage us to minute conceptions of what its positive occupa- tions consist in. But knowing as we do, that benevo- lence even in this sinful world leads to strenuous ex- ertion, can we suppose that the benevolence of the land of glory is slothful or drowsy ? Or that where God the centre of love dwells, there is no occupa- tion for those emotions in which He delights, and which He must delight to see producing all their heavenly fruits. The very events which most we deplore, must on consideration teach us, that there is another and 4 MEMOIRS OF a nobler scene of usefulness for man. He has been but a pupil on earth, and when we see him carried from us just when he has attained something of that for which he strove, we cannot suppose that the Being who makes nothing in vain, has cut him off from the exercise of those powers so calculated to give glory to their Creator. "This excellent mechanism of matter and mind which beyond any other of His works, declares the wisdom of the Creator, and which, under His guid- ance is now passing the season of its first prepara- tion, shall stand up anew from the dust of dissolution, and then, with freshened powers, and with a store of hard-earned and practical wisdom for its guid- ance, shall essay new labours, in the service of God who by such instruments chooses to accomplish His designs of beneficence. That so prodigious a waste of the highest qualities should take place, as is implied in the notions which many christians entertain of the future state, is indeed hard to imagine. The mind of man, formed as it is, to be more tenacious of its active habits, than even of its moral dispositions, is, in the present state, trained often at an immense cost of suffering, to the exercise of skill, of fore- thought, of courage, of patience ; and ought it not to be inferred, unless positive evidence contradicts the supposition, that this system of education bears some relation of fitness to the state for which it is an initiation? Shall not the very same qualities MATTHIAS BRUEN. 5 which here arc so sedulously fashioned and finished, be actually needed and used in that future world of perfection ? Surely the idea is inadmissible that an instrument wrought up at so much expense to a polished fitness for service, is destined to be sus- pended for ever on the palace walls of heaven, as a glittering bauble, no more to make proof of its temper!"*' Such thoughts put to silence our regrets for an "untimely" removal, and enable us to trace with chastened admiration, the wisdom of the divine guidance, which has led the departed soul from its first entrance into the spiritual life, through all the intermediate stages of learning, suffering, and act- ing, up to its entrance on life Eternal ! In that blessed region on which the just enter, all things must be new, surprising, overwhelming, to the soul ; a style of existence strange to the spirit ; a dwelling place whose modes are untried; society all pure, all energetic, all overflowing with felicity ; one Presence, whose Holy Majesty, we of this scene cannot, and if we could, we dare not realize. But mighty as is the change, trying as appears to us the introduction, the spirit is encouraged to enter; for it is to the presence of a reconciled Father, and of a gracious and exalted Redeemer. How different, may we not without presumption believe; — were the emotions of our removed brother, * Natural History of Enthusiasm, p. 153. 6 MEMOIRS OF when guided and welcomed by divine compassion, to the courts of heaven, from those experienced by his sensitive modesty, on making his way in foreign countries, into the society of his fellows ! The deli- cacy, the painful sensibility betrayed by him, on first seeking the hospitality of those with whom his affectionate heart found a home on the other side of the Atlantic, is still present to me. The conflict between the desire to act the frank and practised traveller, and that natively retiring temper, which would rather hnger under the cheering influences of friendship, than roam adventurously amid the conflicting hurry of a heartless world; the heart charged with all the melting charities, yet looking out with caution, yielding itself warily, and ex- panding at last under the confiding sympathies of christian sentiments; all these are before me now, vivid as they were in the summer of 1817, when first he crossed the threshold of his "Scottish home." Those who knew our lamented friend, know how attractive was his appearance; but those only who received him, knowing nothing beyond his name and country, could experience the ani- mated interest of developing his sentiments by slow degrees, and discovering after some solici- tude on the subject, that he was a lively and watch- ful Christian. He afterwards described the process of his own mind, in reference to his new friends, as nearly similar; and in after days of unchecked MATTHIAS BRUEN. 7 frankness of communion, wc have mutually re- ferred to a conversation on caring for the souls of relatives, in vi^hich he had alluded to his private conferences and prayers v^^ith the juniors of his own family, as the point at which each of us be- came sure of a heavenly bond of union. It was at this point that we learned, not to dread the forma- tion of a friendship, which must soon experience the pang of having a wide ocean to divide us. It was here that we felt we were acquiring treasures for Eternity. In twelve years of the closest inti- macy, and the minutest sympathy, the bond has been but the more closely knitted; and now though severed by a darker gulph than the Atlantic, we are still friends, and look back on those broken bonds, not with helpless sorrow, but with chastened gratitude. When he entered his Eternal abode, he knew that he should meet none who did not honor his Lord; when he entered the abodes of strangers on earth, he had reason to tremble lest he should meet with none who recognised his authority. In pro- portion to his fear was his joy, when he discovered those who were no strangers to his experience, and with whom he could participate his joys and fears. He complained of the unsettled state of traveUing, as being very adverse to spiritual advancement, and rejoiced to pause and collect himself, and em- brace a cessation from long continued action, for MEMOIRS OF inward meditation, and communion with his God If he rejoiced, no less did his new friends rejoice to hear the language of their adopted country, from lips from a foreign land, and to find their confessions and petitions poured out at the family altar by a stranger, with a union of sympathies, familiar as if they had been reared and educated together. The heart is in such circumstances quick- ly unlocked. The language of fellow pilgrims is the language of our Father's house; and that at- traction which made our lamented brother quickly feel himself at home on earth, has doubtless, in a far superior degree, familiarized his now glorified spirit to the blessed dwelling place where there is no alloy of evil in the friendship he is forming, and where Christ sitteth at the right hand of God. This solicitude about spiritual improvement was a convincing evidence that he had chosen the hea- venly country for his country, and the God of heaven for his portion. How often is the period spent in foreign travel, regarded by the young as a period of license, when they may cast off* the restraint of early training, and under the plea of improving by seeing every thing, participate in scenes of folly, and plunge into enjoyments, which in presence of their christian friends, and their church, they would think sinful. In this respect Mr Bruen was a pattern of singleness of view, and oneness of purpose. The observer to whom MATTHIAS BRUEN. 9 his conscience gave account, is every where pre- sent. The purity after which he aspired admitted of no stolen indulgence, of no secret stain. With a mind whose expanded observation might have found an apology for examining man under all his varied phases; with purposes of usefulness in future life, which might have led him to imagine that mingling with the lighter part of society would teach him how to influence it, he still walked cir- cumspectly, and kept himself unspotted from the world, justly believing that the surest way to have a salutary moral influence on others, was to keep himself pure. Such was the character of Mr Bruen, and such the impression made by him in his twenty-fourth year. It was left for protracted and confiding in- tercourse to dovelope the course of his past life. CHAPTER II. The Rev. Matthias Bruen was descended from John Bruen Esquire, of Bruen Stapleford, in the County of Chester, a man highly distinguished among the early puritans, as an example of evan- geUcal religion. One of his younger sons, Obadiah Bruen, the direct ancestor of the subject of these memoirs was among the earliest of the puritan emi- grants to New England; his family having been much persecuted in the reign of Charles I for their friendship to the celebrated Mr Prynne, at the time of his imprisonment in the Castle of Chester. He was patentee of the Colony of Connecticut from Charles II in 1662, and was Recorder of New London, until the year 1667, when he and Mr Abraham Pierson, the pastor, and Mr Stephen Kitchell, bought of the Indians, for themselves and their associates, the now flourishing town of New- ark, then called New-work, in New Jersey. In this place his descendants have continued to reside until the present day. It may not be out of place to mention, that although the hill side of the Pas- saic was at times the battle-field of hostile tribes, after their purchase, no event ever occurred to dis- 12 MEMOIRS OF turb the firm concord between them and the In- dians. These puritanical pilgrims laid the foun- dation of the Presbyterian Church in Newark, and the following original letter, preserved among the records of New London, as the evidence of a title to a piece of land in that place, makes interesting mention of the first pastor of that little church, and gives some insight into the character of one of its members. ** Dear and laving Sonne and Daughter ^ " Hoping of your health with yours ag we are at present, praise to our God. It hath pleased God hitherto to continue our lives and liberties, though it hath pleased him to imbitter our comforts by taking to himself our reverend pastor, Aug. the 9, 1678, Mr Pierson. Yet hath he not left us desti- tute of spiritual enjoyments, but hath given us a faithful dispenser of the word of God, a young Timothy — a man after God's own heart, well root- ed and grounded in the faith, one with whom we can comfortably walk in the doctrines of the faith. Praise to our God. Upon good experience of him he was called and ordained to be our teacher, Mr. Abraham Pierson, who follows in the steps of his ancient father in godlinesse — praise to our God. Loving Sonne I would intreat you when your own occasion serves going to New London, that you would make some inquiry for me about some MATTHIAS BRUEIf. IS land I have in the General Neck — 13 acres and 6 acres — and two parcells — both lying near to Good- man Rogers his farm, — I am informed one of Goodman Rogers his sons, hath made improve- ment of it — before I heard any thing of it, being far off. I know not what course to take in it— it is an uncivil part, and an ill precedent — yet for peace and quietness sake, if he will purchase both parcells, I adheare thereunto. I estimate both par- cells at 10 pounds. When you know which of his sons it is — I pray know of him how long he hath improved it, and why he would deal so unworthily to occasion discord among friends. Know of him what he intends to do, and whether he means to hold it in such an unrighteous way, or come to some composition. — When I hear from you and understand the state of things rightly, I will ac- cordingly apply myself to make some issue. — It would much rejoice us to see you face to face, but Providence otherwise disposing I desire to heare from you as opportunity will permit. — Your brother John Bruen and his wife, desire remem- brance of their dear love to you, also your Sister Hannah and her husband desire the same, all in health — Praise to our God — with their children. Our dear love to you both. Will you remember our respects to Mr and Mrs Fitch, and love to all Christian friends as your opportunity will per- mit. So praying for you that your spiritual and 14 MEMOIRS OF temporal comforts may be continued to you and yours — I rest your loving Father, Obadiah Bruen, and Mother, Sarah Bruen." Extracted out of the original under Mr. Bruen's hand writing per Ebenezer Hile — Recorder. July 2, 1681. Mr Bruen's family had resided for several gen- erations in Nev^rark, N. J.; his father being Mr Matthias Bruen, now of Perth Amboy, and his mother Hannah, daughter of Mr Benjamin Coe. The subject of these memoirs was born in Newark, April 11th, 1793; and was not dedicated to God in baptism until he had passed the age of infancy, and his understanding had attained such a degree of strength, that the pastor who administered that or- dinance, spoke solemnly to himself on the occasion, and took considerable pains to impress his mind. From the pecuHarly reflecting turn of character which he evinced from early childhood, he was more likely to receive such impression than most of his age. His fondness for reading, even at six years old was such, that he would often lock him- self into a room that he might enjoy his book undis- turbed. At eight years old he was separated from the other members of his family, and resided during the succeeding seven years alone with his paternal MATTfflAS BRUEN. 15 grandfather. From his winter evening narratives, his young companion obtained much historical in- formation, and he often quoted his grandfather as his authority for detnils of the state of parties, and the distresses of the revolutionary v^ar. Mr Bruen's school-boy days were thus passed till his fifteenth year. In 1808 he entered Columbia College, and in 1812 he obtained an academical degree. Concern about his spiritual state seems to have begun with him about his tenth year, and he generally referred to the period of his school and college life with dis- comfort, as during that time he mourned under the pressure of the Law. He did not attain a clear view of the salvation which is in Jesus Christ till his eighteenth year. From first to last during his ac- ademical studies, he held an honorable pre-eminence among his class-mates; and shortly after having graduated with much credit to himself, he entered the Theological Seminary at New York, under the superintendence of Dr John M. Mason; as it was his purpose to devote himself to the sacred office of the Ministry. Of his College life it is subject of re- gret that we can relate so little. His early associ- ates being those of proximity not of selection, it seems probable that his habits were retired, and that the reserve which arose from superior refine- ment of taste, from the most shrinking delicacy of moral perception, and from a love of study, may 16 MEMOIRS OF have passed with some for a lofty estimate of him- self, and his own attainments. In after life he spoke with strong regard of some of his companions, who had like himself, entered the ministry, and the notice of their success and usefuhiess, was often referred to, both in his conversation and correspon- dence. In the year 1812, he was visited by a severe fit of sickness, which gave his constitution a shock that was not likely to be readily overcome, by a person of his sedentary and studious habits. In tho year 1816, though health was far from being the sole object of his voyage to Europe, it formed cer- tainly one of the most prominent reasons for his quitting his country, at the moment when having fulfilled all the terms of study, and become licensed to preach the Gospel, he seemed more likely to have formed an engagement at home. He left New York in the society of his distinguish- ed and much honored preceptor, Dr Mason, in the summer of 1816. They passed hastily through England and Scotland ; Dr Mason leaving his son, a youth, under the guidance of relatives in Edin- burg to prosecute his education. Mr Bruen trans- mitted his letters of introduction to the clergyman in Scotland, who was afterwards enriched by his friendship, with an expression of concern that he could not quit Dr Mason to deliver them, and a hope that next year he might be enabled to come in MATTHIAS BRUEN. X7 person. The two friends then went ^to France, passed some time at Paris, and proceeded as far south as Switzerland. The only letter we are able to present in this year, is one from Paris addressed to his parents. Paris, December 1st, 1816. My dear Father and Mother, We arrived here on the 29th, having left Lon- don on the monday (25th) preceding; and I sit down to employ part of the sabbath evening in let- ting you know where, and how I am. This is the first sabbath, except those on board the ship, in which I am obliged to feel myself altogether from home. In England and Scotland, the day brought with it, christian communion. The society of those whose hearts we knew were possessed with the same powerful desires, while it strongly recalled to our recollection, friends and enjoyments far away, at the same time gave us an equivalent, to a certain degree, for what our affection felt to be wanting. We have each sabbath united our hearts and voice in prayer and praise, with the people of Christ, scat- tered up and down in this world of sin and misery. But on this sabbath we are excluded from our priv- ileges. It brings with it here no holy public exer- cises ; we are shut up to our own meditations ; we sigh for home. — " that I had the wings of a dove." My heart throbs and melts at the remembrance of 18 MEMOIRS OF this day's occupation there. How can we, without sin, doubt whether there be access, even into the Holiest, through the blood of Jesus, to the most mis- erable or depraved or ignorant of those whom a sense of their own sinfulness excites to cry mightily unto God, that they may be saved. I look at the spec- tacle, present to my imagination, of our fireside at this hour ; I look at the situation — the face, — and ev- ery feature of each one there. May the blessing of the Holy One richly descend into the hearts of them all. This city, above all others, perhaps Rome alone excepted, is destitute of true religion. Here the sabbath never comes. Sunday indeed they have ; they greet its return — but it is with such festivities as exhi- bit a most entire want of the fear of God. The streets here on this day are exactly as ours on the 4th of July, except that our 4th, looks more like a Sabbath, since nobody pretends to work. But here the black-smith is at his forge, and the other mechan- ics at their labour ; and the streets crowded by an immense multitude of people, with bell-men hawking about their things for sale, and show-men consuming the time selected by the Creator as holy to himself, every hour of which brings those myriads of immor- tals nearer their eternal immutable condition. Poor Paris ! what are splendid palaces to the want of the church of the living God. Of what value these gew- gaws of an hour, in comparison of the glorious con- dition of that city or nation whose God is the Lord. MATTHIAS BRUEN. IQ Oh ! how miserable is the spectacle if we throw upon it the light of eternity. But you will ask where are the Protestants ? Alas ! the infection of sin has operated most fearfully, and though I hope to find some of them good men, for the most part they are mere frozen pretenders to Christianity. Great will be my guilt, if the lesson I am now receiving does not sink deep into my soul, and fill me with resolu- tions, to spend and be spent, in the most honorable service, with tenfold zeal and constancy beyond what I might have hoped from myself, if I had never seen any thing out of my own country. " Strengthen thou me " in them " according to thy word." This is the great benefit that I hope for from this journey ; that it will fit me with more utility and fervour to pursue what it is my heart's desire and prayer may be the business of my life. And while I shall rejoice to return, whenever the good providence of God may please to lead me back ; I have no doubt that it will always be to me reason of thankfulness that I was sent here. I frequently make the trial of my faith ; and my conscience answers — I esteem nothing so much as an interest "in the purchased inheritance:" — it answers, that love to that divine Master " who so loved us as to give himself" to such a death in all its sanctifying and enlivening influ- ences, is what I most wish to fill my heart, that so earthly things may lose their power over my affec- tions, and I have that spiritual-mindedness which is ^ MEMOIRS OP life and peace. But shall I be guilty of the folly of attempting to express the thoughts that rush into the mind when we think of the force of the expres- sions — parents — brothers — sisters — for eternity ? — Oh may each of us bear that relation in very deed and truth. We will pray for it. And while our grand-parents move onward, and cross that line of separation between the two worlds, (fearful line when unbelief rises — joyful and glorious when faith triumphs,) may each of us children, be walking with God towards heaven. No one who has not been in a foreign land, out of the restraints of habit and character and friends, can tell what measure of grace is required for a christian walk. I would pray continually to be enabled " to walk not as a fool," not as a sinner, "but as wise;" and surely the reason that follows is a reason that must be felt in all its force here, "because the days are evil." I am ever, with respect And tender affection. Your M. Let those who, under the sanction of the specious proverb, "do at Rome as they do at Rome," change their habits as they change their sky, observe the steadfastness, not only of the experienced divine, but of his juvenile associate. The latter described their first sabbath at Paris, as a day of unmingled pain, when they attended a Protestant place of wor- MATTHIA3 BRUEN. 2t ship, with a handful of people, under a cheerless ministry, then strayed with sinking spirits, into two or three of the churches, where there was the recital of prayers in an unknown tongue, and no auditors, and at last took refuge in their own apartment, to pass the evening in tears and prayers, for the thought- less and prayerloss multitudes around them. During his prolonged residence in that city, so full of seduc- tion for the young heart, he did not enter one of its much lauded theatres, nor use any pretence for ex- amining more closely the evils which he disapprov- ed. When interrogated on this subject he remarked that he could imagine such vanities too readily, that he could not see any positive good likely to arise from his sacrificing time to the personal inspection of such things, and that if any one individual on whom he might exercise a salutary spiritual influ- ence, were to be stumbled by hearing that he had mingled in follies which he disapproved, he would pay a price, which no enlargement of views, no deepened impression of the w^ay in which such pur- suits delude the heart, could compensate. This is one evidence among a multitude which suggest themselves to the minds of his familiar friends, of his strenuous devotedness to his own mental progress, and the improvement of his fellow men. It cannot fail to be interesting to those as- sociates who lost sight of him, during the years he spent in Europe, to know that wherever he was, he 29 MEMOIRS or was ready for every good word and work; that the sick in foreign lands were visited, and instructed by him, and that prayer and praise were his de- light The subjects on which he dilated with true enjoyment, were his past intercourse with christian friends at home, and his hopes of being made useful especially to his beloved kindred on his return. Surely it may awaken to new self-inspection, those of his father's house, when they learn, that at the distance of thousands of miles, they were on his heart, and in his intercessions ; and that in convers- ing of them, to those in a foreign land who were so happy as to count him a brother, his eyes were often dimmed with the tears of solicitous affection. The two following fragments of letters addressed to his brother afford a glimpse of his occupations in Paris. Paris, January 13th, 1817. * * « » I -vvas at a public sitting of the Abbe Sicard's Institution for the Deaf and Dumb, a few weeks ago, when our nation received one of the most heart-felt expressions of respect that could be uttered; the more valuable because it originated in the occurrence of the moment. The word which was given out to Massieu, the oldest scholar, to analyse happened to be navigation ; which he divid- ed thus, navi-ga-tion ; from the first, wari, comes navire, naviguer, navigant, naval, &lc. To show that he understood it, he was desired to write some- MATTHIAS BRUE5. 98 thing about naval conflicts — he wrote, "les Anglais sont les plus grands vainqueurs dans Ics combats navals." The room was crowded, a great many English there; he saw a smile and added immedi- ately, " de tous les peuples de 1' Europe." I turned to Mr King, who happened to be near, to ask if ho thought he had introduced the hmitation designedly, but he did not leave us long in doubt, for, while the applauses were proceeding vigorously, he added, "Mais ils ne peuvent pas vaincre les Americo- Anglais, qui ont secoue le joug du roi leur maitre." There were enough of Americans there, with the French, to keep up the applause in the most striking manner, for all feet, canes and hands were in mo- tion. To see a deaf and dumb man feel so lively an interest, and exhibit such just information concern- ing the events of our late war, was very interest- ing. We were numerous enough to express our reconnaissance to Massieu, in due form and mea- sure, after the sitting was over, Mr. King being the orator of the day. **#*«, It appears that the writer, had in the interval be- tween these two letters, visited Switzerland and stayed some time in Geneva. Paris, March 26th, 1817. * * * * It is greatly to be lamented that so many of Calvin's successors should be unworthy of that honor. The cruel heresy, socinianism, has in 24 MEMOIRS OP a great measure taken the place of the truth of our God and Saviour. But it gave us great pleasure to find, that the worst time has gone by ; especially among the young ministers and students, there is a strong disposition towards the truth. So little real knowledge does the course of lectures given by the professors afford them, that they are anxious to seize every opportunity of instruction. A Scotch gentleman, who has been there some time, has a number who visit him regularly to study the Scrip- tures, a subject to which most of the professors do not think of turning their attention. One of the things which made my time ghde by so rapidly, was the number who came continually to have their difficulties explained, and the doctrines of grace illus- trated. The evening before we came away, at one time, Dr Mason had I think fourteen. There is now every appearance, that things will return to their old condition. It is almost impossible to con- ceive with what anxiety they inquire, and the influ- ence it has when they find persons from remote regions, answering immediately the current objec- tions to these doctrines, for the depravity of man, which excites them, is the same every where. It could not fail to strike me as very remarkable that we should have arrived there just at this time, when the line is becoming marked, and it is very evident that Dr Mason's character and instructions will not be without effect. This visit then may prove of klATTHIAS BRUEX. !M high consequence to the best interests of the Churcli. * * * # There is in Switzerland the most en- thusiastic admiration of our country. We see the proof of it in the numbers who are leaving for it, their native land. Their natural character is cer- tainly more like our own, perhaps without except ing the English, than any people in Europe. With a great deal of industry and perseverance, they combine intelligence and morality. Since I have seen the vineyards of France and Switzerland, it seems quite evident that no country is better suited to the culture of the grape than our own ; and particularly, the land along the Rhone, from Lyons to Avignon, where some of the best wine in France is produced, has a very great resemblance to some parts of Virginia. I have seen hills, which w^ere so steep as to be ex- ceedingly difficult to ascend, cultivated to the tops with vines. But what surprised me more than all, was to see some of the best champaigne vines grow- ing out of land almost entirely covered with stones, a soil from which the rain runs off almost immedi- ately. In Switzerland too, the vineyards are in like manner on very broken ground, all which seems to justify the idea that it will not be many years before the attention of our agriculturalists will be turned to this subject, and it will be a happy change from whiskey to wine. *#*##* 26 MEMOIRS OF CHAPTER IV. Mr Bruen and his reverend friend, Dr Mason, did not return to England, till the following spring, when they passed the weeks of religious anniversaries in London, partaking and communicating those refresh- ments of spirit, which are peculiarly the privilege of christians in their mutual intercourse. Dr Mason being detained in London by his medical advisers, Mr Bruen travelled leisurely northward, enjoying as he reached their abodes, the society of the Rev R. Hall then of Leicester, Foster the Essayist, and other dis- tinguished persons. He lingered among the natural curiosities of Derbyshire, and we are enabled to pre- sent a portion of a letter to his mother written from Matlock. Matlock, July 13th, 1817. My dear Mother, "This sabbath just completes the year since we suf- fered the pain of separation. The first emotion which this recollection produces, is to fix upon this day the mark, "hitherto hath the Lord helped." Through many dangerous situations, through many temptations has his mercy carried me, and notwithstanding very great and sinful forgetfulness of his presence and hoHness, MATTHIAS BRUEN. 9lf his commands and promises, still he has led me for- ward from mercy to mercy. I surely have reason to look back as the Psalmist did in his hours of despond- ence, to the several places v^^here I hope I have enjoy- ed something like peculiar grace, and as he says in the 42d Psalm, " O my God my soul is cast down within me — therefore^* — as one of the means thou hast appointed for the encouragement of thy people, is their own experience of thy former goodness, — " will I remember thee from the land of Jordan, and of the Hermonites, and from the hill Mizar." I have stay- ed here longer than I otherwise should have done, that I might enjoy a quiet retired sabbath, and have had the gratification of hearing from a young clergy- man of the Church of England, of great christian ex- perience, a sermon which will mark one of the places to which my recollection will recur, " I will run the way of thy commandments when thou shalt enlarge my heart." /, a miserable sinner, will run, not merely walk, but will put forth all my strength, to follow in the broad path of thy precepts, which are so minute and so important. But these resolutions are made upon one single condition, — that thy grace and spirit be present to " enlarge my heart." # # # He stopped for the second time at the ancient city of York, of whose magnificent Minster, which has since been scathed by the hand of a maniac incendi- ary, he spoke in terms of the highest admiration, even after visiting the Vatican. 28 MATTHIAS BRUKJf. It was on the last day of July, after having crossed the Tweed during an awful thunder storm, on the top of a stage coach, that he presented himself for the first time at his "Scottish home," and claimed the recognition to which his letters of the previous year entitled him. And it was in the succeeding six weeks while he waited to be overtaken by his travelling companion, and was prevailed on from day to day to tarry, that the basis of that friendship was laid, which though death has broken, it cannot destroy. Little can be detailed of the privacy of domestic life. It may be interesting, however, to mention that in the course of this time Mr Bruen visited Sir Walter Scott whose house was then thronged as it still is, by the intelligent and curious of many lands. Dr Mason overtook Mr Bruen in the second week of September, when they passed a few days in Edin- burgh together, during which time they visited Profes- sor Leslie, Francis Jeffrey, and Dr Brewster, Editor of the Edinburg Encyclopedia. They had previously formed acquaintance with the Rev Sir Henry Mon- creifF, Dr Chalmers, Dr Hall, and most of the respec- table clergymen of various denominations in the city. After passing a short time in those adieus which to hearts like theirs are always touching, they returned to Kelso, where they together lingered their last days in Scotland; — days fraught w4th spiritual improve- ment, and affecting because they included the prayers MATTHIAS BRUEIf. 2fl( and parting blessings of Dr Mason, on the family whom he honoured with his regard. To his Brother. New Castle-upon-Tyne, Sept. 22d, 1817. "I cannot permit Dr Mason to leave me without sending you a line later than any I have written, therefore, though it be past midnight, I snatch a min- ute to tell you that I am in very good health, in very bad spirits, with a heart desolated more perhaps than is right by the farewells which have been crowded into this day. Dr Mason came from Edinburgh last Saturday and spent the sabbath with me at my home — the Manse, which we left this morning. I have ac- quired at Kelso at least one of the kindest friends, which, so long as sin is in this world, we can hope God will give us to comfort us in our state of pilgrimage. The current of my feelings at leaving Kelso has been rous- ed and driven forward with an impetuosity similar to that which fixed the 14th of July, 1816, forever in my remembrance ; and now a few hours will leave me utterly alone, yet not alone. Oh, that I may by faith perceive the continual presence of the Mediator, the Advocate, the Comforter. There are pleasures to be found in travelling which cannot be enjoyed at home, but there are pungent sorrows too. ****## I have a new pledge my dear Brother, that He in- tends good to me, that the prayers of my friends at 30 MEMOIRS OF Kelso are added to those at New York, for my pre- servation — preservation not only from temporal, but from spiritual and eternal dangers. Oh, if we believed God's promise, how should we prize above the gold of Ophir, the prayer of one soul which has been cleansed by the blood of Jesus Christ to offer up an acceptable offering. I do prize those prayers. The Lord bless and keep you all, and make the light of his countenance to shine upon you, and give you peace always." We introduce here also his first letter to Scotland after quitting it, which was addressed to the friend with whom he had recently resided. To the Rev. Mr L . Gainsborough, Sept. 24th, 1817. My very dear friend, "Now that I have fairly seated myself, I begin to fear that you will think your kindness has treasured up trials for your patience, since I begin to write when it is only Wednesday evening. But in truth I have lived so much within these last two days and a half, that it seems as if a week at least had gone by. My very mournful adieus, were crowded into the day that I left my home at the Manse, for Dr M. set out from Newcastle the next morning for Leeds, (not by York.) I happily had no more formal parting with him, as when he went to bed, I thought to have seen him in the morning, but afterwards most wisely sent him my farewell by E . The ideas of home, of MATTHIAS nRUEX. 31 the solitariness of my situation after his departure, and of the multitude of unknown circumstances before me, completely overpowered me, and after writing a hasty letter to my brother, I fairly yielded to their influence. I found the bed a better rehef than the precepts of stoical philosophy, and a second nap after the coach rolled aw^ay with my friends towards my home and country and kindred, restored the tone of my feelings sufficiently to enable me to hasten away by the Sun- derland coach. Thence I took the mail to York, there being none to Hull. I then resolved not to go to Hull at all, and I find myself to have been very fortunate, for it would have taken me quite out of the way, as there is not even a conveyance from Hull to Lincoln. In remuneration for the tragedy of monday, my good or evil genius threw in my way what is comedy to many persons, even the far-famed Doncaster Races. I arrived from York at half past tw^elve, an hour before they began, and proceeded forthwith to represent " Les Etats Unis et ses proposans,"* upon the Turf. Since it is necessary for a philosophical traveller to journey w4th his eyes open, I would not let such an opportunity escape of seeing so fair a specimen of English manners. The whole business interested and gratified me far less than I had expected. There were many very splendid equipages on the ground, and the ♦ When Mr Bruen was at Geneva in the spring, he dined with the Consistory there, and they to do him honor as a candidate for the Church in America gave aa a toast "Lea Etata Unis et scs proposans." 32 MEMOIRS OF town was amazingly full of " legs " of all sorts and colours. It would interest you less in the hearing than it did me in the seeing that " Duchess " took one of the plates without competition, or that Whitelocke the favourite has lamentably disappointed all the knowing ones. The thing which struck me most was the earnest buzz of anxious expectation, which proceed- ed from the many thousands as the horses approach- ed the winning post. Oh, how little does it take to set the world agape. The appearance of Alexander or Bonaparte could have done no more than " my lady Duchess" effected by showing herself. Surely we might learn to despise this world. Was it the ambition to be objects of such admiration that caused the battles of the Granicus or Waterloo ? But I do not intend to moralize upon a race course, else I should take a higher tone with those who pretend to believe that Whitelocke's soul is more perishable than his rider's. I have now only to see an election and a boxing match to be aufait in respect to the pastimes of this " most thinking nation." " I am here for the night on my way to Lincoln's Cathedral, (twenty two miles) whence I go to Newark, which place I must examine in honor of my birth place in New Jersey. The grounds about Belvoir Castle must be worth seeing ; after which Burleigh House, and Hatfield House, and whatever else be on the road, will not detain me long in my way to London. You see me safely so far, with only the common events of MATTHIAS BRUEIf. travelling, such as being driven at full gallop round quick turns by a coachman most obstreperously drunk in honor of his having gained a wager at the Races, though more than fifty miles from the scene of moral amusement, — or being obliged to dress while the coach, ready to start ten minutes after the hour fixed, waits the presence of a sleepy passenger, or — but you are not making a catalogue of miseries. " After half a sheet of nonsense, I ought to give you something better if I can. There was mainly one idea which operated on my mind during what I have seen to-day ; it was, how is this to fit me for the peculiar duties of my sacred profession? How many circumstances of temptation, how many situa- tions calculated to make me forget God and my duty are necessarily before me ! What if I shall become hardened through the deceitfulness of sin? You, my dear friend, can imagine how my soul is burdened with such fears, not unreasonable fears. Truly God knoweth the time of our necessity, and if he had not provided for me a refuge in your most kind family, I know not what sevenfold hardness might have gathered round my heart. With my most sincere thanksgiving to Him for it, I pray continually that He would pour into your bosoms his abundant blessings. " I cannot doubt but that in present circumstances I am in the way of my duty in seeing what I can, and my ruminations as to a place, have led me with a good deal of force to the idea that I shall 34 MEMOIRS OF go into Italy this winter for a little time ; but I will resolve on nothing definitely until 1 get to Geneva. As I have several acquaintances whom I must see, I shall not be able to leave London before three or four days, but I hope I shall not be longer there. May I expect a letter from you and one from my dear sister Mary, to whom I would seize every oppor- tunity of offering the assurance of my most respectful and kindest recollections. Remember me especially upon the occasions on which you promised more particularly to seek for me what is so needful for us all, and believe me, with the most affectionate respect. Yours, M. Bruen. Was the poet of the Border at the Ednam festivities'?" From the multiplied instances of Mr Bruen*s con- scientious solicitude to ascertain the line of duty and to pursue it scrupulously, the following is selected. It is taken from a letter which forms one of the earliest productions of a correspondence which was sustained with confiding sincerity and undeviating perseverance, till the last week of his precious time on earth. London, September 30th, 1817. " The tone of my feelings has been lowered by an innocent remark of a friend here. " He came from home just when he had collected all the instruments of MATTHIAS BRUEN. li usefulness, and now goes to let them rust in France and Italy." Am I in the path of duty? That is the one great question. In that day when God shall judge the world by Jesus Christ, will it be answer sufficient for the use of my time ? " He left ofTpreaching the gospel to go and see St. Peters', and the place where satan's seat is." Oh, I had rather be with you at the sick man's couch — but this cannot be. I am now in a course which I cannot decide not to be the course of duty. We shall know in that day. Meanwhile if I have erred, pray for me that my sins may be pardon- ed, and while I suffer loss, I be not lost." Hatcham House, October 5th, 1817. My dear Father, "I would occupy what remains of the sabbath in writing to you. It is probably the last I shall for some time enjoy in England, and I was glad that the most affecting and solemn of all our sabbath employments should fall to the lot of this day. Having had an op- portunity of commemorating that great event by which sinners obtain pardon and life and peace, 1 hope to go on my way with more strength to resist temptation, more faith in the divine promise, and to be more in prayer for the divine blessing. If the res- olutions which we are apt to make in such solemn circumstances were made less in our own strength, we might expect more of the influence of the Holy Spirit to quicken within us what is sluggish, to destroy 36 MEMOIRS OF what is perverse, and evil, and to make us to shoot upward in a rapid growth towards heaven. Far from home, I often find myself very deeply affected when I join with brethren who have the same hopes and fears, joys and sorrows, in duties which cannot fail to recall to my mind former times, when with my dear parents, and brothers, and sisters, I went up to the house of God in company. It would prove me very much hardened indeed, if I were insensible to the many evil effects of travelling, especially as it breaks in upon our habits of devotion, and by presenting a multiplici- ty of novel objects, weakens our sense of the Divine Presence. But by the abundant kindness of our mer- ciful Father, I hope that this will be counteracted by times of refreshing from his own presence. Among many things which excite my feehngs there is nothing which does it so effectually as the song of praise. Is it so with you my Father ? I scarcely ever hear it without emotion, and often it affects me quite to tears. This effect is increased when I sit down in the foreign churches. When I was first present at Paris at the protestant worship, and heard those sing God's praises whose ancestors in that profane city bled for his truth, I could not fail to experience it. In Geneva when I worshipped where Calvin, with divine eloquence, had spoken of the wondrous things of God, the sound of so many voices ascribing salvation, and honor, and glory, unto Him that sitteth on the throne and to the Lamb, struck my heart with new, and high MATTHIAS BRUEX. W sentiments. I cannot but know that I shall derive from my foreign travels much less benefit than my advantages authorize you to expect. * * * I have enjoyed many moments of exquisite feeling which I could not have known elsewhere. But lest I fill up this sheet with things about myself, I must express my hope that you are continually aspiring, myTather after a settled, calm and, elevating convic- tion of an interest in the inheritance on high. To those who are reconciled to God through the blood of his Son is the word of God given, " rejoice always, and again I say rejoice." We ought not to let our efforts be paralyzed by unbelief, but should feed on the divine, inexhaustible promises of eternal riches and heavenly consolations, and having been once enabled to say, I know in whom I have believed, to stand firm at that point, and not to let Satan push off our feet from the rock of our salvation. Though they are but now and then, I have had some sweet views of that heavenly country towards which every hour brings us nearer. My hopes are nurtured with more delight from the idea of meeting you there ; and I sometimes exclaim. Yes, my dear parents, though we shall leave our bodies in the earth we shall walk together in the regions above the stars, and together enjoy the pure worship and presence of our heavenly Father. Our feet shall stand within thy walls, Jerusalem. I pray that the richest blessings of divine consolation may be poured into your's and my mother's bosom." 38 MEMOIRS OF CHAPTER IV. Paris, October 12th, 1817. ** One week has elapsed from this date, since I en- joyed what may be the last occasion for many months of setting my seal to the voluntary promise of being for the Lord and none else. I came to the place with a heart surcharged with feeling. How much of it was genuine, how much induced by Him who seeth not as man seeth, I know not. But I was to hear one whose voice had often dwelt upon your ear, and whose instructions had reached to your soul ; I was to hear him upon the eve of my pilgrimage, while my feet were very near in the mire where there is no standing. With my previous meditations it required very little to excite me. I heard Mr Clayton with the greatest pleasure. A sincere servant of Jesus Christ, he knows, loves, and preaches the truth. Except at Kelso I have seldom enjoyed a season of so much apparently pious feehng ; but how little of my best feelings are sound at the root ! I could use scripture language, and the phrases of believers, and all with truth ; but yet you would misunderstand me and give me credit as you always do, far beyond my deservings. I will leave the history of what was, and speak of what is. MATTHIAS BRUEN. SO From such society one week has removed me to Paris. To this city enveloped in profound midnight, where the mass of immortal spirits so lie in the death of sin, that the voice heard in her streets is that of blasphemy or of profane exultation. And is there a God who sees this, and are these men or brutes? Must not the christian's heart exclaim, — * that my eyes were fountains of tears, that I might weep for the sins of my people!' Alas poor human nature! *How art thou fallen from heaven, O Lucifer son of the morning ! ' " Mr Bruen at one time purposed to have passed the winter in study at Utrecht. The succeeding sentence shows the reason of his changing that plan. " I am thoroughly satisfied that I am right in going to Italy. Though health has been but a secondary, it is still an important object of my journey, and I am convinced that a winter in Holland would have been highly dan- gerous." # # * " For the amusement of this kingdom, and the in- struction of all vile revolutionists, we had played yes- terday, October 17th — through the realm, the farce of a service solemn and annual for the repose of the soul of Marie Antoinette, of doubtful memory. The get ting up of this show has the double effect of expiating the sin which rests on the French nation, and of pour- ing cold water on her suilcrings in purgatory. The several churches were dressed in black. In Notre Dame it was rather grand, for the whole of the back 40 MEMOIRS OF of the church, having the windows closed, was darkly illuminated, and the pomp of high mass, combined with the music in such a place, could not fail to pro- duce some little effect on my infidel imagination. A perverse ingenuity seems to be exercised to keep up these things which had better be forgotten, since the remembrance of them only serves to irritate. As to compunction no human being feels it. Paris pleases and displeases me just as it used to do ; that is to say, there is no one thing on which my heart rests with satisfaction. Sometimes je suis un peu egare by its magnificence, but there are too many abominable things in the very spot of the enchantment, to permit it to last." October 20th. " In carrying on the history of myself, 1 have to tell you that my friend H had the virtue to propose, and I had the virtue not to resist, but to carry into effect, the design of having public worship here in our apartments last night. We accordingly sent out our invitations among the few American families and young men here. I read the scriptures, prayed, and preached a sermon, which my friend as well as myself thinks applicable to the poor sinners who are found wandering here. The text " Israel thou hast de- stroyed thyself, but in me is thy help." Madame PAmbassadrice, her son and the Secretary of Legation, were among my hearers. This was like a MEMOIRS or 4^1^ christian sabbath even in Paris. Next day after dinner Mr G. accused us of holding a conventicle without per- mission of the Police, and not only drawing his lady thither, which, as she is not officially known to the gov- ernment, is no great matter, but actually bringing in the Secretary, whose commission has been recognised by the King. Since he took it up in that w^ay, we got promise from him that the American Eagle should protect religion if persecuted, upon condition, how- ever, that we should hold our conventicles in his house, as his authority extends no further. We hope to have a similar meeting next sabbath evening, and I set out on monday." London, October Gth, 1817. "I have not yet heard from Dr Brewster* nor receiv- ed his letters for Geneva, which I should be glad to have. Though exceedingly well introduced there from Mr Gallatin's acquaintance and others, yet it might a little affirm my interest at Professor Pictet's, the first man there. These connections are valuable, as I rather seek to throw off a mere theological air ; not as you know, because I am ashamed of the cross of Christ, but because it gives great additional force when a man gets a fair opportunity of expressing his opinion, as the opinion of a person not pledged to it by his profession." • Dr Brewster, well known for his scientific research, and as editor of the Edinburg Encyclopedia. 42 MEMOIRS OP The letters of Mr Bruen during his journey through Switzerland, Italy, the Tyrol, and a part of Germany and Holland, were very interesting to his friends, but as they are descriptive chiefly of a beaten track, which is delineated in a multitude of tours, and as he himself published some brief sketches from his Journal three years after ; it is more valuable to trace his individual character and pursuits than his descriptions. The young heart, which in the leisure of early life swells with classical enthusiasm, and dreams of Elysian joys in treading the site of the Forum, and measuring the solitudes of the CoHseum, calculates not the long and lonely hours of journeying, the keen disappointments arising from the failure of the post, the pining for the sight of a responsive countenance, the maladie du pays which will assail him, in the very moment of accom- pUshing his wishes. What is man? "A pendulum between a smile and a tear " — "A being of large anti- cipations, and small achievements — of insatiable de- sires and limited capacities." Such were the thoughts often suggested by the emotions depicted by our be- loved friend during his progress, as, for example, his first letter from Rome. Rome, December 18th, 1817. " And this is Rome ! the birth place of the greatest orators, statesmen, poets and warriors of antiquity! I find myself at length within the circuit of the seven hills, and the walls of the imperial city. And this is MATTHIAS BRUEN. W Rome ! — ^whose soil was coloured with the blood of the saints of the most high God. Here Paul preached and made converts even in Ca)sar's household. And this is Rome ! the mother of a degrading superstition, &c. Still, my impatience to receive my letters before I got here arose almost to a passion, for I had had none from home since I left London : so that I was often tempted to leave bridges, aqueducts, statues, triumphal arches, temples and paintings, to take the Courier and travel day and night to Rome. I am now very glad I did not ; I have seen every thing, and when I turn my face once more to the north, it will be with the prospect of presently reaching my home." The following letter evinces Mr B's fraternal love and his close sympathy with feelings, which distance seem.ed rather to strengthen than enfeeble. Rome, December 20th, 1817. My Dear A , "Our sister will explain to you why you have so small a letter. Among the many other things which I want to say to you, this is the principal, to urge you to be very industrious in your studies. I often think of you, and sometimes very much fear that when I return I shall be disappointed in yoiu' progress. What do you think of my sitting down at table at my friend's house in Geneva, with his little son six years old, who not only knew the name of every thing he wanted in 44 MEMOIRS OP Latin, but could sustain a conversation in that lan- guage ? Now as I know you have as good talents as any boy, it is a crime against Him who has given them, not to use them. Though you are not very old you can understand the force of this reasoning. I ex- pect that you will be very studious, and as you have begun Latin late, that you will get on so much the faster. Of the little boy of whom i have just spoken, it may amuse you to hear that when Dr Mason and myself had engaged to dine with his father, he was told, as of something extraordinary, that two Ameri- cans were to be there. His first exclamation upon seeing us was — " Americani ? — non sunt cum plumis.** He had no other idea of Americans than what he had derived from some prints, and therefore very natural- ly expected to see us in the feathers and fantastic garb of the Indians. You know that Latin was the language of the peo- ple who formerly inhabited the country from whence I write to you — that in the history of that people, which you will soon begin to read and study, are re- corded the noblest actions in the most eloquent man- ner. To read of these actions will give you the high- est pleasure, and to be acquainted with their historians will cultivate your understanding and be a continual source of enjoyment through your life. You can- not at present comprehend the full value of this study, but a few years will open it to you ; and it is not out of place,-— though you are young, for me to en- MATTHIAS BRUEN. 45 courage you to it, since I am very near the spot where the fable says that the wolf suckled Romulus and Remus, and but a few hundred yards from the Quirinal mount whence they pretended the former ascended to heaven. But what is much better, here our true religion obtained some of its noblest victories, and after many holy men had been thrown into dens as food for wild beasts, or had been burned in the fire, the inhabitants of this city and the Emperor of Rome became christians and sent out those missionaries who spread the light of the gospel to the furthest bounds of Britain. We have now this light. Among all your studies it is my sincere prayer, that as your faculties advance, you may understand more and more of this divine religion, — live by its commands, and be prepared to die in its consolations, whether that happen when you are very young or in more mature age. Nothing can make you truly happy but religion. You read in your Bible " them that honor me I will honor," "they that seek me early shall find me." — There are many gracious encouragements to early piety. I hope you attend to your stated prayers night and morning, and are not wanting in religious impressions and feelings, and that you may by their influence be enabled to escape the sins into which you must see many of your school-fellows fall. Remember God looks into the heart, and knows all our thoughts — all our desires. We ought then to be deeply affected when we observe how many bad wish- 46 MEMOIRS OF es pass through our minds. This my dear Brother should be one of your first ideas, that you may be sensible you are a sinner, and young as you are, in great need of a Saviour. Take great care of your associates and do not choose as your friends the boys you see guilty of misconduct. Be very dutiful and affectionate to our parents, and do not forget Your dear brother, Matthias." Rome, March 2d, 1818. My dear Father, , "I arrived here yesterday morning from Naples, and received to-day your letters. By the kindness of our God you were all well on the 25th of November. While my heart in all its solitary musings rests on the idea of home, every message from that source of kind affections is most grateful to me. You look forvirard with pleasure to the period of my return and "begin to measure the time." I too consider with delight the hour when I shall embrace those who are dearer to me than all the world beside. You are reconciled to the separation by the behef that it will "redound to my future usefulness." I believe it will, but if I have learnt any thing more of myself than I formerly knew, it must make me look forward with deep anxiety also ; for, am I, who know so little what it is to live in the world as not of the world, to be called to direct the footsteps of others in the way MATTHIAS BRUEN. 4V of eternal life ! Am I indeed to deliver a message, upon the reception or rejection of which depend end- less consequences ! Am I to minister within that sa- cred circle which is the peculiar object of the divine regard! — That which predominates in my natural character is indolence, the deadly enemy of all that is great and good, destructive alike of what might benefit men or glorify God. There is but one cure for this, an active energetic faith, which convinces by the pow- er of its motives, that to give way to this sinful dis- position is to resist the grace of God, and to treasure up years of anguish. ***** I am not so far mortified to the world that I could tamely submit to be passed by with indifTercncc, or when fairly in competition to have others preferred before me; yet it is a point of christian duty and attainment, not to be satisfied with our own medioc- rity, but to be willing that others should surpass us in talent or usefulness, " according to the measure of the gift of God." While there are, in that employment which I hope will be the occupation of my life, hopes of indefinite improvement and usefulness, enough to keep any man upon the stretch of continual exertion, yet as to the point which I may attain, it would be foolish arrogance to mark it high. I shall ever care- fully avoid the idea of competition. That man's soul must indeed be possessed by base motives who can turn the pulpit into a theatre of display, or an arena for attracting admiration; this is as contemptible as 48 MEMOIRS OF it is profane. My prayer is that I may speak publicly the truth, with all sincerity, according as grace may be given unto me, without the most remote thought or care of how this may merely please or gain the good opinion of men. But others will make comparisons, and I cannot fail to be the subject of them, according to the manner in which our churches are governed, which I believe to be the scriptural manner. These comparisons must often be disparaging and not a little likely to touch my feelings. But I must exert myself to reach that point of which I spoke before — to settle it that I am in the way of duty, and to be so occupied with a sense of His presence who filleth heaven and earth, and with the danger of men who have sinned against Him, as shall make me to work continually, and leave me no time or desire to consider whether my petty vanity has been mortified, or whether others are esteemed more than myself." He went so far south as to look into the horrible crater of Vesuvius, the most sublime natural object he saw in Europe. — "Went to Passtum," and was, as he says "neither murdered nor maimed between Naples and Rome." On his return he says "there is nothing like the delights or rather the enchantments of Tivoli in the world." "His Holiness is in good health, and though his Eminence the Secretary of State, the Cardinal Gonsalvo sent me his card, (he is a man of discernment you see,) yet I do not intend to seek MATTHIAS BRUEN. W to be presented to the Pope, for I hope that Mr L does not so much wish to hear what he says, as to make that necessary; we therefore only salute each other when we meet in our evening walks near the Coliseum." Thus cheerfully did he write from Rome on the 3d of March, 1818, under the double influence of having turned his face homeward, and of having received a large packet of letters on his re- turn from Naples. Florence, March 26th, 1818. My dear Brother, "I have taken my last farewell of Rome and all its magnificence, and am now fairly hastening to- wards the termination of my wanderings. I left it on the evening of the 23d, and except a delay of a few hours, have been in the carriage ever since until this morning before day-break, when I arrived here. I may therefore be indulged the privilege of being very thoroughly tired; and in much need of a long night's sleep. A vessel sails the day after to- morrow from Leghorn, and I have an opportunity of sending this letter to-night. Though I had seen every thing in Rome and was heartily glad to leave it, yet with the pleasure there is mingled a sort of feeUng I never experienced in bidding adieu to any other city. There is so much more to leave than is to be found collected in any one other place, so many sources of intellectual gratification, so many recoUec- 50 MEMOIRS OP tions continually excited, that it requires the delight- ful thoughts of my own country to overcome my re- gret. It is not easy at any time to forsake forever what has given us pleasure, and the melancholy feel- ing is increased when we know that the objects which have delighted us, have not lost the power of contin- ually renewing our enjoyment. It was with a very mingled sort of feehng that I took my last view of the walls of Rome, — ^with delight at the prospect before me, and the melancholy recollection of hours of en- joyment never to be renewed. It was on an evening such as we have sometimes in the beginning of spring, that I passed the Porta del Popolo and the Fonte Mil- vio, while the moon rose in a cloudless sky to illumine the deserted campagna. The dome of St Peter's was for many miles a superb object, being illuminated, as it was the anniversary of the Pope's coronation. We had this, one of the most magnificent spectacles in the world, the evening before also. For this year we have seen all the shows combined in the Holy week, which are usually exhibited in detail at intervals of several months, much to the annoyance of curious travellers. The illumination of the dome of St Peter's and the fire-works at the Castle of St Angelo, did not use to take place until St Peter's day, in June; but there were so many strangers this year collected from all parts of the world, that for the first time this rule was broken through, so that I have the satisfaction of hav- ing seen every thing that the Roman Calendar pre- MATTHIAS BRUEN. 91 scribes for the year. The interior illuminations of St Peter's much disappointed me ; they call it a mag- nificent idea of Michael Angelo, with whom it seems every thing stupendous must originate ; but a name of much less magnitude might as well be affixed to it. The sight is well enough, but the effect is not worth all that is said about it. But the exterior illumination no description can give an idea of — beautiful beyond conception — so were the fire-works at the Castle. The whole of this moles Adriani burst forth in one volcano of rockets, and the intermixture of the roaring of heavy cannon, gave a feeling of sublimity which mere fire-works never produce. But I am writing in too great haste to tell you any thing about the cere- monies — I have seen some imposing — some, if the dig- nity of the persons who acted, be separated from them, contemptible — and some contemptible at any rate. It is a satisfaction to have seen what all the world says is the finest thing in the world, and it is not a less sat- isfaction to be on the road towards the place where we have together enjoyed hours of affection, such as my fancy in her kindliest moments pictures as about to be renewed with increased happiness.'* He passed the Holy week at Rome, at the close of which he went to Venice. While there, by means of a letter of introduction, he received from Lord Byron a card, inviting him to visit him. Always touched by Lord Byron's poetry, and mourning over his great but unhappy mind, Mr Bruen had found in him an ob- 52 MEMOIRS OF ject of lively interest, and his correspondent was on the tip-toe of expectation to receive his description of this visit. It is rather disappointing therefore, to find this the brief but pithy expression of his feelings — " The long agony is over, the eventful crisis is past, and I may quietly continue my travels." After writ- ing this, his letter describes his previous journey from Rome to Florence, and thence to Venice. The scene displayed in ascending the Appenines being pecuHar, and not often described by travellers, may be inter- esting. "From Taragona we* took horses to ascend from the lovely bay of Spezia. There is this grand peculiarity in the physiognomy of the country, that the mountains extend often in all their height out into the ocean, so that you have the boldest scenery pos- sible. The road was at times excessively bad, the ascents and descents very steep, the mules sometimes not good, and the journey very fatiguing ; but we had a continual source of admiration in the scenes by which we were surrounded. From a very high point of the Appenines amidst the most desolate solitude, as we came within view of the ocean, I treasure its recollections as that, the memory of which, is fre- quently to give me delight. We were so elevated that the clouds floated below us. Some were trans- parent, some black and heavy, through which the * This part of the Journey was made in company with some of his intelligent and inquisitive countrymen. MATTHIAS DRUEiV. 58 sun could not pierce. I never before saw the upper part of a cloud illuminated. A great number of vessels were sailing in every direction, the distant ones seemed as if suspended in the clouds. A lovely valley was at our feet, with a few small villages upon the rocky shore, so situated that if picturesque position alone could confer happiness, I am certain that Abyssinia could not furnish such another. Although nothing so grand offered itself afterwards, the country increased in romantic loveliness, and we came down upon the sea shore, at the bay of Sestis, the beauties of which exceed tenfold the famed Baiae. I cannot pretend to describe to you the ravishing dehghts of the spot; do not think me mad, though you may believe the view transported me. I must seem to talk absurdly to you, who look calmly at a distance upon my journeyings, but you must pardon me, as I shall never again have such reason for being extravagant. The road continued all the way to Genoa across the ridges of the mountains, which are every where covered with the most luxuriant vegetation, and whether upon their summits or down in the vallies, we were surrounded by little white habitations, all as clean and neat as those of England, and looking as if they were made on purpose for such a gala-day as it was when we passed, the sun shining out in the first of the spring with all his splendour, the singing of the birds, and the magnificent ocean expanded before us. I am apt to think that the 54 MEMOIRS OF measure of human happiness is not only more equal than is generally believed, but also that there are such reverses in our lot as make us pay for our enjoyments ; and I am never happy without feeling, perhaps sinfully, that this must in future be my case. If this be true, and if an equilibrium must be kep- up, I shall sometime or other in my life suffer acutely. Genoa is well styled the magnificent; there ar< parts of it that exceed any other city of Italy. T prove how far the season is advanced, we had fin strawberries there. Another more important fact still for the world at large is, that my first day at Genoa was my birth-day, the llth of April. Oh ! the world of contradictions that are contained in this our little being." Schaffhausen, May 7th, 1818. My dear Brother, "Once more I write you from the land of Tell, and what is better, yourself being judge, the land of Zwingle and Calvin. I entered Switzerland with joy, for now that it is past I may tell you, that when I was last within its Hmits in my passage to Italy, I felt that I had a long and troublesome journey before me, in which I expected to find much to gratify me, but nothing to love. There is I know a strong besoin d^airner in my constitution. I never could live happily without friends. It was no pleasant prospect then to consider, that in the whole course of my MATTHIAS BRUEJf. 55 journey, there was not one human being I was to see who would think it worth his while to care, whether having once seen me, he should ever see me again. In this, as in most other cases when I take a notion to look on the dark side of a picture, I exaggerated the circumstances, and I found many in my course, who would much rather hear of my good than evil fortune. But the journey is done, I have seen all and more than I could have hoped for, with great- er pleasure and less pain. I have given some account of my journey to Inspruck, in a letter to my father, which accompanies this. The salt mines in Italy are not so considerable, though of the same sort as those so famous at Saltzburgh, which is about forty leagues to the east. There you know the en- trance is at the summit of the mountain, and the sortie at the foot. I felt anxious to get what information I could upon this subject, for if you should ever execute your plan of going to K , the getting an interest in the works there and improving their state, or forming new ones is no chimerical notion for the obtaining of what all the world is chasing, many at the expense of their necks, and more at the expense of their souls — money. The utility of it, however, I shall not be suspected of decrying, as long as my expense book is by me. It is a good thing if we do not pay too dear for it. But " gold may be bought too dear," and health and friends and religion are better than money. # # # * * 6G MEMOIRS OF Now that my morale is done I will continue my history. The travelling in most parts of the Tyrolese Alps is very interesting, the country exceedingly romantic, and the people different from any other in Europe. They are the most picturesque people I have ever seen. I thought to have arrived in Switzerland without pas- sing any very high mountains, but we crossed the verge of the Adlerberg with a great deal of trouble. In many places the snow was ten feet deep, and the passage was more dangerous than that of the Simplon in November. I arrived in the morning at Briquenty, and came forward that day to Constance, by the road on the borders of the lake. The lake and the country around are very beautiful, but are far ex- ceeded by the lake of Geneva. Constance is an ancient ugly city, with very little commerce or activity. It is well that a city which was curst by the sitting of a council that burnt John Huss, should not prosper. I went to the council chamber where the chairs remain in statu quo, as they were occupied by the Emperor Sigismund, the Pope's legate, and the cardinals. I went also to the field where the great christian martyr received his crown. Nothing so rouses my sensibilities as the remembrance of such heroism, for here there is not a shadow of doubt on the history, to take from our emotions while we con- template the sublime picture of a man worn down by chains and imprisonment, without a friend to MATTHIAS BRUKN. 57 encourage him, save that One who is in heaven, daring to avow before Prelates and an Emperor, the faith which he had received. Now that the world has undergone its revolution, and that the high reverence for authority has gone by, we cannot feel what force of mind it must have required for a man to dare to decide for himself, and to speak it before his superiors. But it was not mere human courage, but divine faith that met and subdued such obstacles. Yesterday afternoon I left Constance, having for- warded my baggage to Zurich, and came partly on foot to this place. The banks of the Rhine are very beautiful, and excepting the difference which cultiva- tion, chateaux, towers, and spires, make in scenery, a good deal like what we saw on the Ohio. And now you want to know about the famous falls of the Rhine, which I have just come from seeing. To begin then, and to be just. It is a fine cataract. The country around is very beautiful and I see it at a season of the year, and in such weather as must make any scene interesting. But then on the other hand, its grandeur is excessively exaggerated. The fall is eighty feet, they say — it ceitainly does not appear so much. As you know in comparison of Niagara, it is paltry; the fall not half as great, the river not half as wide. If there w^ere no fall at Niagara, but only those rapids between the island and the shore as far as the edge of the falls, it would be grander than this. I go to Zurich to-morrow, either on foot or a part of the way on the river, as there is a boat 58 MEMOIRS OF to Eglisau. Since I have turned my face homeward I cannot tell you with what delight I have travelled. The weather is generally very fine, the fruit trees all in flower, every thing in its vernal beauty, and to crown all, I am going home. I have thought it would be wrong not to give three or four days to Switzerland, though I am exceedingly anxious to get your letters which must be at Strasbourg. It frightens me to think how long it is since I have heard from you, though I have counted the days that have passed. My intention is to go from Zurich to Lucerne, and thence to Basle, whence in a day I am at Strasbourg. My dear brother, I cannot tell you how my heart opens when I think of you all, still so far away. You will smile when I tell you that I sometimes wrap myself in your great coat, which still serves me, and feel the warmer because it has served you also. Continue to write; if this letter has a good passage, I may yet get its answer. It is better that the letters should be returned, than that I be kept anxiously expecting them. My standing P. S. therefore is, write often. My tenderest affection to my parents, and to all of you. In a few days I hope to write you again from Strasbourg. The protection of the Almighty has hitherto been our safeguard, for the future may I pray with more fervency, that he will continue to be our shield and help. Love, as you have ever done, Your affectionate M. B. MATTHlAi imUliJX. 51) Strasbourg, May 15th, 1818. "I catch a moment before dinner to write this scrawl, for if it does not rain, I wish to go five miles or more to see a Christian of Lissignol's * recom- mendation. * * # May 16 — I succeeded after a good deal of trouble, in seeing the person I spoke of. You may imagine that it was not easy to find a house in the country, two leagues off", where all the people talk German. But such is my wonderful talent, that in my course from Inspruck hither, I have gathered as many as four German words, and I sport my nach, and von, and ja, and nein, with as much confidence, and listen to a long answer, when I only comprehend the gesture, with as much gravity as Prof. Sleusinehtingius himself. Though I did not get a great deal of information, I considered myself well paid for my trouble, for I found an Israelite in- deed ; and though my time was very short, the visit did me good." Mr. Bruen proceeded northward by Cologne to Utrecht, where he designed to have paused for a time; but that purpose was changed by a petition from the Scots Presbyterian Church at Amsterdam, who requested him to supply their church, during the absence of their pastor in Scotland. This he did for three sabbaths, with his usual anxiety to be useful, and characteristic diffidence of his own success. He • A protcstanl pastor in Languedoc, visited the year before by Dr Mason and Mr Bruen. ;60 MEMOIRS OF often alluded with pleasure to the intercourse he had while resident at Amsterdam, with the Rev Charles Simeon, of Cambridge, a man well known in the Church of England, for his devotional spirit, and for his happiness in turning souls to true repentance. MATTHIAS BRUEN. 61 CHAPTER V. In July he returned to London, where he was again welcomed by those Christian friends, whose society he had first enjoyed in company with Dr Mason. To these friends he had made some im- portant additions during his solitary travels. We find him, in particular, expressing with gratitude his enjoyment in the christian conversation of Mr Drummond, and Lady Harriet, whom he had met at Rome. In August he left London, as appears from the following letter to his father. Gloucester, August 16th, 1818. My very dear Father, " It is sabbath evening — another week has passed, and I have in so much nearer prospect the long desired meeting with you, and the return of those peaceful hours at home, where I have more per- fectly than elsewhere shut out the world from my thoughts, and enjoyed sacred and bright visions of immortality. But then as now, I have found my- self slow of heart to believe, sluggish in the cxcr- 62 MEMOIRS OF cise of christian graces, and reluctant to draw off my affections from earth and its perishing trea- sures, though commanded to do so by Him who offers heaven and its unfading joys in their place. How little experience of our own weakness and wickedness does it require, to oblige us to testify that we serve a most kind and long-suffering Master, who does not punish us as we deserve, who though we forget him, does not forget to load us with his benefits, nor permit us to fulfil the evil that is in our hearts. With what earnestness should we pray that our affections may be raised to so high a point and concentered in so holy an object, that God may have all our love. Alas ! we profess this ; we profess that his glory is our aim ; how does a moment's thought convict us of hollow-heartedness in our professions. But it is better to turn from lamenta- tions over ourselves, to earnest devotion and prayer to God, that we may be made what we ought to be; not forgetting, also, thankfulness to him who has wrought it in us, if we are willing and desirous to have our feet guided into the paths of self-denial, holiness, and peace. God seems for many years back to have but par- tially blessed — at least the dignitaries — of the estab- lished church of this Kingdom, and piety has been the least essential article in the character of a Bishop. But I am now in the diocese of one whose elevation is an omen of peculiar good from the divine Provi- MATTHIAS BRUE?f. 63. dence. His labors, apart from his official duties, ex- ceed those of most pastors ; there are few sabbaths on which he does not preach three times, and it is not his sole care to bring the gospel to the rich, but in work-houses, alms-houses, and prisons, and wherever there is opportunity, he proclaims the un- searchable riches of Christ. He labors not only on the sabbath, but in the week, from village to village; and besides his own immediate exertions, is careful to get young men who are evangeHcal, and who will perform their duty conscientiously, to fill the vacant churches. You know something already of his name and character ; the Bishop of Gloucester is brother to the Earl of Harrowby, whose speech, seconding the motion made by our minister Mr Rush, at the B. and F. Bible Society, you have no doubt read. I had a very agreeable visit on friday last to Barley Wood, the seat of Mrs Hannah More. It is eleven miles from Bristol, in a beautiful country, and one of the prettiest places I ever saw, being situated on the side of a hill in the midst of much rich and varied scenery. I sent up my letter from Mr Simeon, and was immediately received with much attention. Mrs More is now about seventy two years of age and in better health than could be reasonably expected. She was kind enough to seem anxious that I should stay to dinner, and I was yielding enough to remain at her solicitation. No writer except Mr Wilberforce has had so great an cficct upon the higher orders of so- 64 MEMOIRS OF ciety. It is principally by means of her works, that it has become not a flagrant breach of all fashion even to think a little seriously upon religion. Nor have her exertions been confined to this rank; for her cheap repository tracts are v^orthy of all commen- dation. Her conversation was sufficiently spirited and lively, without any thing to astonish or over- whelm one, which is just what conversation ought to be. She has too much acknowledged talent to make it necessary for her to exert herself to show off." Mr B. made a short tour in Ireland, and returning to Scotland, was joyfully met in Dumfrieshire by his friends, who conducted him once more to his home in Roxburghshire. Affection lingers with fond regret over those pre- cious weeks, when Mr B. once more reposed from the hurry of the world; — weeks rich in intellectual and christian enjoyment — enjoyment rendered deeply affecting because each hour was tinctured with the not to be suppressed thought, that it was passing, and might never have its fellow in this vale of tears. How chastened is that friendship which must transfer its hopes of future personal intercourse to another state of being. How sure the penalty paid in such circumstances, even for the highest moral delights. How vainly during the last days, did we endeavour to interest ourselves in subjects of general philanthro- py, or in our own future plans of usefulness. They were not to be accomplished, if ever accomplished, MATTHIAS BRUEN. 65 but in stations far remote from each other. We exclaimed with Klopstock in sadness of heart — "Alas, they find not each the other; they Whose hearts for friendship, and for love were made; Now far dividing claims forbid to meet, And now long ages roll their course between." Though we strove to sustain our separation by the idea that we should meet again even in this world, yet it was only by an act of resignation that we could part with any composure; and while we sorrowed most of all lest we should "see his face no more," we transferred our hopes with thankfulness to the Eternal abode, "where no enemy can ever enter, and whence no friend shall ever depart." Manchester, September 19th. "Alas! my dear friend, and am I already so far from you? I could hardly believe this painful fact, that on thursday evening I slept at the distance of seventy miles from my Scottish home. It happened a little strangely that four of my coun- trymen had dropped from the clouds on the same coach top that bore me from you, one of whom was an acquaintance from New York, so that I was obliged to talk, and perhaps that was as good as musing. I marked the road, however, and remem- bered when we travelled it together, and recognised the lake where we saw the seafowl, though they have now taken their flight — so one generation passeth 66 MEMOIRS OF away after another — the birds return and go in their seasons. Let us learn wisdom from the fowls of heaven, and know that if the good providence of our Heavenly Father permit us to build our nests in qui- etness, we are yet upon our passage and must soon forsake them. I saw the smoke curl from the chim- nies of your brother's mansion, and marked the spot which is the farthest that we have been together, and bade you as it were a second farewell. — And is it possible that after to-morrow, there is to be but one more sabbath spent in the same land with you? Till time has dulled my feelings I had better keep the notion that made me leave you so valiantly — that I shall see you again. I will not let this melancholy invade me. Now indeed we should find the benefit of thoughts of the " better land." Lift up our faith, and hope, and love, O thou most High! I am to preach for Mr Roby to-morrow. May our Master strengthen me." Liverpool, September 25th, 1818. "Next thursday morning we take our departure, and I bid farewell to the shores of England. I have more regrets to feel than most persons, for I have experienced more kindness than happens commonly to travellers: and with whatever delight I may con- template my return home, it can never be any thing but a pain to reflect that the wide ocean separates me from friends whom I love. But it is no proper way MATTHIAS DRUEN. 611 to show our gratitude for friends, to complain that providence has been pleased to separate us, I cer- tainly shall 'never cease to be grateful peculiarly for my friends on Twecdsidc, which have given body and spirit as well as local residence to what my imagination had sometimes pictured, and my cool reason believed impossible. If I live I must have many hours of sohtary musing; what I have seen I hope often with pleasure to bring up to my view. But of what value are the recollections of the streets of a splendid city, or the walls of a rich gallery, in comparison with walks which w^e can tread, in fancy at least, in company and know each other so well, that we can imagine not only their words but thoughts. When fatigued then with the business of future life, or made unhappy for a time by an absurd sensibility, which however I may attempt to ridicule or resist I yet foster, and shall never overcome, I shall take refuge in the alleys of your garden, or in our walks on the banks of the Tiviot, and forget my foolish sorrows and remember you. * * * But I hope to raise those recollections a little higher. If our materialized souls could seize the sacred idea of converse in heaven, and imagine, from the plea- sure which our intellects receive now, when a noble thought but flits through our minds, or a tender, pure gleam of affection rests but a moment in our bosoms — what must be the delight of uninterrupted growing affection for God and all his creatures : an afiection 68 MEMOIRS OF not the result of mere feeling, but of the soundest understanding — then we should not so often be in base slavery to the things around us." MATTHIAS BRUEN. CHAPTER VI. After his letter of the 25th, the reader will partici- pate the astonishment with which the following was received. Liverpool, September 27th, 1818. "I have no time to express to you the delight which yours of the 22d gave me, for it was handed to me on sabbath morning, with one from Paris, which has entirely altered my plans, and forced me to a decision which must have an influence on all my future life. Briefly, — I am not going home but to France, to reside for six months, perhaps a year." Fortunately it is in our power to give the nar- rative of circumstances, and the overflowing of his dutiful heart to his parents, in his own words, which will make his history better understood. Liverpool, September 27th, 1818. "Alas ! my very dear Father and Mother, and am 1 to send this lifeless memorial to you, instead of throw- 70 MEMOIRS OF ing myself into your arms ? Are you to be disap- pointed just at the moment in which you expect me at home? Am I to put aside all my hopes of seeing you for another six months, and to stop the warm current of my affections, which have been so much indulged by this tender hope 1 Even now that I have made the resolution, I tremble at it, and am only supported by the deep sense of its necessity, and the immense responsibility of deciding otherwise. To give you the history briefly, I had arrived here, and taken my passage, when I received a letter from Paris, in which I am told that they have formed a church there, principally of Americans, and that there is no other than myself, to whom they can look as their minister. I cannot tell you how much I have been startled by this. I knew in London that they were making the attempt, but I was far too desirous of seeing you to think of prolonging my absence. But now just at the moment of embarkation, I find myself arrested. I have far too little devotion, and faith, and zeal to fit me for a missionary, and least of all, in such an important station as Paris. I have no spirits for giving you the history to-night — but to finish; the question just came to this — ^whether I dared to go home where there is no special call, and turn my back on this field of usefulness, where no one else can so well labour. Whether I could settle it with my conscience to let this opening for good, be closed again, and the exertions of these few chris- MATTHIAS RRUEJT. 7t tians, die for want of being fostered. Whether such an opportunity of promoting real religion in France, and doing something for its destitute population in the way of encouraging our countrymen and others to spread bibles and tracts there, is to be lost ? Do I profess to have a hope that I am purchased by the blood of the Son of God, and to be devoted to his service, and shall I prefer kindred and father's house to obedience to so manifest a call of his Providence ? I dare not refuse. However much pain the decision has cost, and will yet cost me, I would pray for di- vine assistance, that I may be made to live to God's glory, and be led in the path of duty, and usefulness to my fellow men. May you be strengthened, my dear parents, in this trial, and let not hope deferred make the heart sick. But since this absence has originated in this cause, may the consolations of Him who loves us unto the end, lift up your hearts in the joy of his salvation, and recompense you for this temporary privation. Love and pray for your weak and anxious son, who can bear any thing better than the idea of giving pain to you. I am oppressed with a thousand thoughts, and can write no more to-night. Monday — Here is a copy of the letter which I re- ceived. Paris, September 20th, 1818. " We have formed a little church in this place and as wc are destitute of a pastor, we pray you to come 72 MEMOIRS OF over and help us. During the summer we have as- sembled every Lord's day in a private house, but are on the point of getting one of the protestant temples. Consider, my dear friend, (the letter [is from Mr H. son of the senator from Connecticut,) whether you could spend the winter in a manner more useful to the cause of your Lord, or more honorable to yourself, than by residing in Paris in this character. Would you not acquire more boldness in the faith, more influence in the christian world, and more in- tellectual improvement, than by studying and preach- ing at home ? Perhaps we shall be unable to pay you, but it is doubly important you should accede to our proposal, because you can afford to do it for nothing. The request is made on behalf of all our countrymen, and of many Scotch Presbyterians, and English Dissenters. If you should accede to our wishes, become ordained in England. It will not be necessary for you to write more than one sermon a week. I shall be disappointed, dear M. if you do not yield to so manifest a call of Providence. The field of christian usefulness here is as large as the most expansive charity, and it promises no scanty harvest to the christian labourer." * * # * I wrote to you last year while in Paris, that I preached twice, but I did not then know that such meetings are illegal. Mr Drummond, the banker in London, who has had so much connection with Ge- neva, and with whom I became acquainted at Rome, MATTHIAS BRUEN. 78 has since told me, that by the Code Napoleon, there are very heavy penalties upon all persons who lead in such meetings, or in whoso houses they arc held. But if the Americans^ as such, apply for permission to meet for public worship, it will of course be granted, and one of the Protestant churches can be obtained. It is of great importance that it be known distinct- ively as an American institution, because one great benefit proposed is, the facilities it will give for circu- lating bibles and tracts among the French, who re- gard very favorably every thing done by us, and very jealously every thing done by the English. Besides by this means it may become a permanent institution. A war is never likely to happen between the United States and France ; but the present peace of Europe is probably quite temporary. An English Chapel then might be shut up, but here will be a channel of christian communication, through which all christians of whatever nation, may employ their means of spreading true religion ; and besides, how great an influence may such a society have upon the Protestants, now in so general a state of irreli- gion. There is English service in the Oratoire every sabbath, but the Gospel is not preached by the Church of England man who ofliciates there. Now consi- dering the vast numbers of English in Paris ; the many good people who are there at times, the many who have a respect for religion, and would attend divine worship, and that general fcchng of serious- 74 MEMOIRS OF ness which is produced in most minds by an absence from their native country, I cannot but think this may become one of the most important stations in the world. Paris is the great centre from which an influence goes out to the extremes of Europe, and if any good, how- ever small could be done, we might hope for the divine blessing, and the most important results. But I have a little lost the point with which I set out. It was to show the extreme importance of having this at first an American institution, and for this purpose they ought to have at the outset an American minister. Afterwards when it is a little organised, they may have whom they please, though it will be always desirable to have one from the U. States. Yet all who love the gospel, of whatever nation, who un- derstand EngUsh, will attend. It has not been with- out trembling anxiety that I have made up my mind. There is no other person to apply to but myself, else I should have ceded so high an honour. I am well aware of the immense difficulty, and the very severe temptations of the station, but I would throw myself upon His faithfulness who has promised to sustain those who trust in Him. If I know my own self, it is only because I believe it to be for the promotion of His kingdom, that I have come to this purpose. It has not been a providence or call of my own seeking, but rather of my avoiding; but I now find myself straitened so that in conscience I dare not leave it. And I should have felt that I deserved your re- MATTHIAS BRUEX. 75 proaches if I had come home in such circumstances. My idea is that I should go there for the winter, col- lect such a congregation as I can, get them organ- ised, and by that time we can look round for some person to take the place. One thing is not to be for- gotten. Some personal sacrifice is necessary; they are not yet so in a body as to be able to support a minister. I may by the divine blessing bring them to this point. Most of the religious people in England and Scot- land will be much interested in this subject. I now come to those reasons which make it less a sacrifice to myself than it may at first seem to be. The first is the intellectual cultivation; I shall often find many of the first English and other authors, and learned men, whose society may be of great advantage to me. The opportunities of study are excellent, and I shall live very retired. One sermon a week is as much as I could w^rite well, and the audience will generally be of that character which will keep my mind vigor- ous and active. This preliminary exercise may be very useful in preparing me for the full labours of a charge at home. On the other hand I am going into banishment from general christian intercourse, and that sort of society which is most necessary to me — to a place where Satan's throne is, and where temptations are not presented in the grossness of vice, but with all the attractiveness of which they are capable. I know 76 MEMOIRS OF Paris too well not to be aware of the loneliness and sorrow of heart which must sometimes come over me. However those may enjoy themselves who drown reflection in giddy dissipation or criminal enjoyment, Paris has not to me the charm of much pleasurable recollection. Least of all does the pros- pect of a residence there give me that enjoyment which those who know it not may think it deserves. I go where the sabbath is constantly profaned, where the idea of eternity is discarded, and heaven and hell laughed at as a notion. Tuesday — I awake in the morning and can scarcely beheve that I am not going home, — this change of purpose seems like a dream. Yet the more deliberately I weigh it, the more satisfied do I feel that it is right. I have too much prudence and calculation about me not to look at consequences, and have not an extreme confidence in my own judgment. Yet here have I, alone, with no one to advise with, taken the most important step in my life, and feel satisfied with it. It seems as if my faith were stronger, and my religious feeling more devo- tional since than before. If in the end nothing come of this design and it quite fail, yet I think I shall be satisfied as I am now, that I have done my duty." The concluding sentences of a letter of the same date addressed to his friends at Kelso, may give some additional shades to the varied beauties of the charac- ter which it is an object to depict. MATTHIAS BRUEN. 77 " I dare not resist ; I am sorry that I should be less attracted than driven to so noble a field of missionary labour. I have not the devotion of faith and zeal which become the station ; yet the design must not be permitted to fall through, and it is important that in the first establishment of such an institution it should be distinctly American. # # # There is but one thing that afiects me, and that gives me great pain. It is the acute disappointment of my parents and sisters and brothers. They have calculated to the hour — the moment the vessel is announced, they v^^ill expect to see me. I can only send a lifeless letter." Thus did our young friend verify Paul's descrip- tion of real christian character, "No man liveth to himself." Already had his sensitive nature endured the martyrdom of separation from all those friends whom he had learned to prize in a foreign country. Already was his passage taken, his foot was almost planted on American planks. Already w^as the full tide of feeling setting towards home. Home! there is a magic in that sound which none but aliens know. But a petition, almost I had said a demand is made upon him, holding out as one of its unusual induce- ments, that he cannot be paid ; but that he can aflford to grant it without remuneration. So powerful is the sense of duty in his mind, that he receives the agitat- ing proposal in the morning, and decides before night on foregoing all that he must forego, and en- 78 MEMOIRS OP countering all that he must encounter. Nor can we duly estimate the value of the sacrifice without con- sidering his keen regret on inflicting severe pain on his family. It requires to have seen him as we have, expanding in affectionate description of each brother, and each sister, explaining his hopes and fears for each, with almost parental solicitude; before it can be comprehended how pungent must have been his emotions on turning his back on the native vessel, and his fellow citizens who were to sail in it, and those western waves which were to have borne him. — But his faith and patience were equal to his day of trial, and I cannot recollect that any circumstances ever elicited one expression of regret. Mr Bruen wrote on the 2d of October, 1818. Liverpool. "Yesterday the vessel sailed, which carried my letters, the poor representatives of myself, and here am I this evening in one of those lonely not unhappy moods, which unfit me for any thing except commun- ing with a dear friend. My mind was rather in a good state after my great decision, for I felt more faith and devotion; more courage and intellectual power. But I am not made to hold on the even tenor of my ways. Pray for me that in this great conflict with the powers of darkness, I may receive assistance from our King and Master, may be really and wholly on his side, and be prepared for any sacrifice in his cause. * * # MATTHIAS BRUEN. 79 I hesitate as to the business of ordination. I am sometimes incHned to think that I should do as much good by going there, and only preaching and pre- paring for some other person. But then on the other hand, are the christians there to be deprived of the sacred ordinances ? The answer to this is that there may be dissenting ministers who pass through Paris, who may officiate, and I shall be relieved from the most heavy responsibility of forming a church, ad- mitting members, and electing officers; a business which you will agree with me, may well frighten my inexperience." London, October 22d, 1818. " It is now just a week, my dear Father, since I arrived once more in this capital, and it is still impos- sible for me to fix exactly the day of my ordination, though it must now be very soon. I am anxious for it, for my time is spending to comparatively little profit, and I ought to be at my post, and at work. Yet I have great reason to look foi-ward to that period with much solemnity, as to the most eventful hour of my life. I desire to feel that no act can be so important as that in which a sinner dedicates him- self to the service of his fellow sinners in teaching them from the word of life according to God's com- mandment. J cannot get my soul half deeply enough impressed with the endless responsibility of the office. Chained to earth with earthly things to look at and to 80 MEMOIRS OF love, I am far too worldly-minded to be " put in trust of the gospel." But there is consolation in the thought that our most merciful High Priest looks upon our infirmities with compassion, and bestows the Holy Spirit to give energy in his service and devotion to His cause, and love to Himself and to His people. Merciful Jesus, hear my prayer, may my petition come with acceptance before thy throne, may the Spirit of grace be sent into my heart to mortify the corruptions which flourish there, to crucify the power of sin, to transform me into thine image, that my faith may discern those things beyond the vail, that they may fix my affections, so that I shall despise all earthy things, and take up my cross and follow Thee whithersoever Thou goest. I entered London with I cannot tell you what sad- ness of heart, wearied at the close of a long journey, coming here for such an object, about to enter upon such new and important duties. I could have de- lighted myself if any thing better had awaited me, than the solitude of an inn, in imagining the pleasure of again seeing friends to whose bosom I could have confided all my sorrows and fears. But it is no doubt well that I have no person with me, w^ho has my confidence, so that I could ask his sympathy, for we are often enfeebled by those feelings, rather than prepared for duty. Instead then, of sitting down and giving way to these things, I went about my work, to see those persons whose assistance will be necessary MATTHLLS DRUKIf. 81 in my ordination. I ought never to omit expressing- my gratitude to my Heavenly Father, that I do not feel myself that lone stranger in a strange land, which I may seem to be, for there are many persons who take a christian interest in me, and from whom I should receive much advice and assistance in any case of necessity. You will be anxious to hear what is to be the manner of my ordination. There are five or six presbyterian ministers here, who will unite in it. The necessity is so strong that I do not doubt our Classis when I come home will approve the measure, though it has not passed through the usual presbyterian forms. The main difference be- tween ourselves and the Congregationahsts or Inde- pendents is, that we hold what I believe was the apostolical manner, that the right to administer the ordinances depends, not on the choice of a congrega- tion but upon the judgment of a certain number of ministers, who may before, or are at the time of their meeting, to judge of the fitness of the candidate — a presbytery. The provision for the christian hberty of the people is in the fact that the minister so or- dained cannot labor in any particular charge without their choice. It is upon the ground of the letter of license which the Classis gave me, that the proceed- ings are founded. They are about instituting here at present, a Conti- nental Society ; I send you one of the circulars ; the officers are not yet fixed on. # * * * The first 82 MEMOIRS OF object is to support and encourage all native ministers every where over the continent, in preaching the gospel, of whatever sect, whether lutheran or cal- vinist, and also to induce zealous persons, who could not themselves bear the expense to itinerate in every direction, and scatter the good seed. The translation of tracts also, and circulation of religious books, is one of their immediate objects. The thing they chiefly aim at, and indeed the principal difficulty is to bring all the religious sects here to co-operate in the business ; — there is great appearance of success, however. I was at the meeting last night of the principal persons, at which the affair was discussed in a way that augurs well. If it should become popu- lar, it will indeed be highly beneficial. But you readily see that it is not so easy for all sects to unite in this, as in the British and Foreign Bible Society, or indeed in some others. A short time, however, will show what can be done, and it will not fail for want of zeal in the movers of it. Mr Drummond told me a very important fact, which I perfectly be- lieve, as JMr Leo told him. Mr Leo, whose endeav- ours to spread the New Testament in France, you are well acquainted with, sent a message requesting an audience with M. Laine, the French Minister of the Interior ; he received an immediate answer telling him to come that evening. At this he was much sur- prised, as it is contrary to the etiquette of persons in the Minister's official station, to grant an immediate MATTHIAS BRUEX. 83 •audience. He went, and when he was beginning to detail what he had done, and the opposition he was meeting with, the Minister interrupted him with the assurance that he knew all he could narrate upon that subject, but that lie must go on as lie liad begun, that whatever was done in the circulation of the Bible in France must be by individual effort ; that he must especially guard against attempting to establish a Bible Society, for if that were done they would meet organised systematic opposition; but the go- vernment wished every success to his exertions, and would protect him, for they knew that irrcligion was the source of the miseries of France. Mr Leo was dismissed with a thousand francs, and M. Laine sent for a large number of Testaments to distribute in his own family. Now if the French government be sin- cere in their desire to spread religion of whatever sort in the country, as the people are entirely with- out rehgion, and therefore without prejudices, other than what the natural heart must always have, and as the sentiment is really very general, that a religion of some sort is necessary, and that the doctrine of the revolution on that point is destructive of all so- ciety, the best consequences may speedily ensue, and a rapid change be produced. While we must not permit our expectations to run as fast as our wishes, yet if the word of God have free circulation, the seed will be sown, where it never has been. In connec- tion with these things, it is one of the remarkable 84 MEMOIRS OF signs of the times, that elementary instruction is spreading in France with unexampled rapidity, so that every body is learning to read, and so far as the literal understanding of it goes, the Bible will soon not be a sealed book to those of the very lowest class ; and if they can read for themselves, the revo- lution has too far shaken their old confidence in their priests and traditions to permit their minds to be shackled. They will think for themselves. Let us pray ardently then, for such influences of the Divine Spirit, as may raise up light in the midst of darkness, may convert the solitary place into the garden of God, and those that sit in the shadow of death, into the sons and daughters of the Lord Almighty. " You cannot yet have heard of the recent renun- ciation of their religion by three thousand Catholics in the vallies of the Pyrenees. I will tell you of the details when I learn them. There is a great deal of religious information here of an important sort, in correspondence between Mr Drummond and many persons on the continent, which now forms part of the documents upon which the new- society has acted. To this I have access. — I have myself from M. Les- signol some very interesting letters. " Upon my own business in partic«hr I must not forget to tell you that Mr G , who has been here to form a commercial treaty, left town to-day for Paris. He received the idea of forming a church in Paris very favourably, and offered to look over MATTHIAS BRUEN. 85 the Code Napoleon with me when I came to Paris, to see what the law requires, and to modify the application to the government as circumstances ren- der most proper. So in one form or another the thing is not likely to fail. "And now you are ready to ask how my own courage stands at the sight of all this preparation for labour, and what I think will be my own part in it. I am surprised myself, my dear father, at my own resolution, — that I, who used so to tremble at responsibility, can now go forward, without an ad- viser so confidently. I hope it is not a vain, and will not prove a delusive confidence. But I feel as if I had information and powers which may prevent my acting unworthily of the station ; though out of the habit of writing, I feel certain I can prepare myself, and I only need a little more faith, or a good deal, if it please our Heavenly Father to give it me, in the fact that God sees me, that I am surrounded by perishing sinners, myself a sinner, and that there is revealed for them and me a way of salvation in Christ Jesus the Lord — to rouse me into vigorous action. Oh! that we believed this — that we could feel in any degree as we ought at the idea of an eternal world. Eternal? is it — can it be true, that when that sun and those stars shall no longer shine on us, when the worms shall be the companions of the bodies that we now nourish with so much care, that then our souls shall be conscious in an eternal 86 MEMOIRS OF world ? The word of God says so — and it may be that then our souls shall be enjoying the Divine Pres- ence, and our nature filled with perfect delight, and then in our flesh we may see God our Redeemer; when the trumpet shall sound and we be raised in- corruptible, and brought into the possession of heavenly mansions. Nothing is more com.mon among christians than expressions of surprise at the little effect produced on their own minds by the truths they profess to believe, and so long as we are sinful men there will no doubt be reason for this surprise. " I cannot even stop for the night without saying what I shall say more of — that I dare hardly trust myself to think of your disappointment at my not coming home. For myself to make a sacrifice, to sit in solitude, is nothing ; but I cannot bear that you should suffer pain, especially that it should come through me whom you love, and for whom you would sacrifice so much. But I would bow before a provi- dence which I did not conjecture could happen, and of which, therefore, I could not forewarn you. " I pray now and ever that the Almighty may set his angels as a watch around you all, and that you may enjoy abundantly of his consolations. May the fear of God and the love of God dwell richly in your hearts, so that we may love each other the more for our common love to the one Redeemer, and may this love increase until together we " enter into the rest that remaineth to the people of God." MATTHIAS BRUEN. 87 To Mrs , London, October 20lh, 1818. " You know the importance which I am inclined to give to this soi-disant American — really christian establishment in Paris. It is a quixotic attempt, if we have not confidence in a divine blessing and pro- tection. May my motives be purified, and I made to understand my duty, and receive strength to per- form it. Pray for me my beloved sister. What dehght is there in the idea that you can pray for me and for the prosperity of Zion at the same time. But is this not presumption ? Am I to be an instrument in building the walls of Jerusalem 1 The idea is too great. I am ready to put my hand on my forehead, and muse half stupid and half melancholy, under so solemn a consideration. We are much the creatures of circumstances, and I may be brought to exhibit more energy and knowledge in the service of God than I ever thought I possessed — Oh that it may be, then, now, and ever, " yet not I, but Christ working in me." " I was at the communion service at Mr Fletcher's last sabbath. Dr Waugh opened the service by a most affecting address. I had more overwhelming feelings than often come over me ; indeed I was so exhausted by them that my bodily frame was more weakened in an hour than it would have been by preaching three times. I have much of the high and low in my anticipations of my winter labours." 88 MEMOIRS OF All the solemn responsibility he was about to as- sume in his ordination, could not fail to come with commanding power over the mind of a person of so enlightened and true a conscience as Mr B. It seems a remarkable dispensation, that one so formed for the pure enjoyments of friendship, and one so disposed to seek counsel and solace in the bosom of a friend, should have approached to one of the most affecting and interesting stages of his life, alone. The disposer of his lot, whose loving-kindness and wisdom were always borne witness to by Mr B. — had seen fit to leave no intermediate alleviation for all his varied anxieties and emotions, in order, it may be supposed, that he might bring them directly to the sympathies of a High Priest touched with the feeling of his infirmities. Previous to his ordination he thus describes his condition. London, October 26th, 1818. " It has been with no pleasant thoughts that I ar- rived again in London, and sadness of heart predomi- nates now in all my feelings. This strange alteration of purpose, which sometimes seems almost quixotic to myself, the novel circumstances into which I shall soon be thrown, and above all the disquietude which the idea of being ordained while I am yet in the turmoil of travelhng, with my confused feelings, and hfeless religion, put me altogether sometimes in no MATTHIAS BRUExV. 89 enviable state of mind. How unprepared am I to enter on the most solemn of all offices, and to bind myself by the most awful of vows. At such a period, when I have looked forward to it, I have planned for myself deep retirement, and many heart-searching ex- aminations of my own exercises, and many heart-felt petitions to the throne of the heavenly grace. God, art thou the God of my salvation? O Lord Jesus, am I to declare thine unsearchable riches ? * * What can ever be made out of me? — with abilities above contempt, there seems a nervelessness in my whole constitution which will unfit me for any matter of practical utility. I fear I shall never have any thing at command at the moment it is required ; and that a creature of impulse, I shall now and then do a good and useful thing, but oftener disappoint and grieve myself and friends." Those who have since witnessed his active and ef- ficient energy in the station which he filled, will read- ily impute these fears in part to his unpractised youth, but chiefly to the conceptions of a mind which plan- ned more than it could accomplish, and grasped in imagination more than it could attain. It is ever thus with the noblest souls ; and He who made man's heart, knows that we are fated to pine in this world under unfulfilled hopes, — not, however, to pine in vain. Those conceptions, ever unfulfilled, ever dis- appointed ©n earth, are the harbingers of heavenly aspirations, and the precursors of that complete state 90 MEMOIRS OF of being which awaits all who arc made perfect in Christ Jesus. London, October 80th, 1818. " I cannot tell you with what emotion I read your last letter, and thank you for all your good advice, and for your prayers, which I assure you I recipro- cate. You anticipate an effect from my change of plan that it will effectually answ^er all questions of doubt, as to my personal religion. But it will not do so, and to show you this, I will add to what I pre- viously said on secret motives. This sacrifice of home, (and it is a great one,) promises recompense in the way of worldly consideration, and in the way of literary culture. And as I am fairly embarked in the profession, it was not strange that I should em- brace it. You may not remember, once, when I spoke of being encouraged by the fact that I had abandoned worldly expectations in other professions, by my choice of the ministry, that you told me there would have been no such thing for me, and that this is the only thing I could be fit for. There is truth in it, and if I am ever fit for it, it is all I ask. I write after returning from preaching for Dr Winter, pre- paratory to the first sabbath of the month. I preach- ed for Dr Pye Smith on w^ednesday night. My ordination is to take place at his place of meeting at eleven o'clock next Wednesday. The ministers agreed with me in thinking that it ought to be rather MATTHIAS BRUEPT. 91 private. Dr Waugh, Mr Fletcher, and Mr Wilson from Greenock arc to assist, with Dr Winter, and Dr Smith. O that I had a month or two now, or a week of most entire solitude. It pains me to think of this ordination ; going from the coach to the hotel, and from the hotel to the church. But we are al- ways placing too much confidence in means, and if I had all the means I desire, no doubt I should be as much disinclined to make the best use of them, as I am of those I have. I am invited with great kindness to a house where I may be as much alone as I wish that day. I think you do not know Mr Hale. I consider it a personal favour done to myself, while he does not so count it, that he invites the ministers, and begged me to bring any friends I have. But as I have none — yes, friendless and homeless ! — this last kindness will not fill his hospitable table. I am grateful, very much so, for the christian kindness I have experienced in many places, and shall ever remember and love Dr Smith for his attention to me at this time. So all the mechanical details are settled. It remains to look to Him who has the residue of the Spirit." Dover, Monday night, November 9th, 1818. " So far as externals were concerned, last Wednes- day passed over most comfortably. Mr Fletcher made the first prayer ; Dr Winter gave the address to the people; Dr Waugh an address, and proposed the 92 MEMOIRS OF questions to me, to which I answered monosyllabical- ly. He came down, and made the ordination prayer, and Dr Smith gave the charge, a thing perfect in its kind for affectionateness, judiciousness and pi- ety. Mr Wilson, of Greenock, made the concluding prayer. And now you have the account of what met the eye of flesh. But what did the eye of the searcher of hearts see ? My mind was deeply solemn. Dr Waugh, you know, has always much nearness of ac- cess to the throne of grace; but in the ordination prayer all his soul poured itself out in the deepest de- votion, and most holy ardour ; there was indeed in it unction from on high, it seemed the very breath of heaven. They were not earthly thoughts or feelings. For myself, I thank our heavenly Father, that I was at that moment enabled to give myself away in every power of my body, and faculty of my soul, and I thought that I could spend and be spent for Christ, and leave friends and country for ever in this life, if we could meet in the life eternal. But alas — when he spoke of the blood of souls being found in the skirts of ministers of the gospel — Oh, I have had moments of anguish, — Oh God, my God, art thou my God, and wilt thou be my refuge and strength and very present help in trouble ? You may suppose that I was very much exhausted by the feelings of the day. But I awoke next morning before it was light, in a state of mind such as I never before experienced — I am earthly, and I wanted the bosom of an earthly father MATTHIAS BRUEI^. 93 to weep Upon. It was anguish — its essence is all contained in two w^ords — eternal responsibility. I could not look unto Jesus, I could not enjoy the con- solations of his promises. But why trouble you ? or rather, "why art thou cast down, O my soul, and why art thou disquieted within me, — Hope thou in God, for I shall yet praise Him, who is the health of my countenance and my God. You would yourself be surprised at the vast im- portance every body attaches to my mission. I have one great comfort in it, — I should never have been satisfied to labour where a better person could have been ; but here, as the Apostle Paul says, I do not la- bour within another man's line, nor prevent a more efficient workman. May our Master give me grace to be faithful. I received a letter on friday which tells me that the application for liberty of worship was considered a matter of sufficient importance to be handed by the minister of police, to whom it was addressed by the consistory of the protestant church to the minister of the Interior, who has returned a favourable answer. I am glad, however, that they have dignified it so much, since by this means wc have the highest au- thority. I am a little pale, and not very strong from all that Lhavc gone through." 94 MEMOIRS OF Paris, November 28, 1818. * # * "I was deeply affected, and am still to a certain degree, with the responsibilities of another world, and the simple fact is, I may tell you, since it is now over, that I came to Paris, pale and w^orn out, and with no more bodily strength than I had before I left New York. I arrived here on a thurs- day night; the service for which I was not fit, was continued by M. Mejancl in a private house. I prepared my first sermon as w^ell as I could, from " The Son of man is come to seek and to save that which was lost." The notice was published in the English papers here of a regular service in the Chapel of the Oratoire. We had a great many more people than could have been expected. Among the hearers were numbered the Ambassador's family. Lord Cal- thorpe, &c. &c. &c. The beginning was very auspi- cious, — the attention very profound, and the effect of the sermon such I hope, as, if it do nothing more, will get me another hearing. I would here solemnly express my gratitude to Him who has given such a beginning. The Americans w^ere much pleased to see so many of themselves together, yet there were many absent. There were present also st)me English and French. After a great deal of search, w^e had given up the idea of being able to find any one to lead in singing the psalms, when a person came int(? our house an hour before service, who did it. How- ever, the evening service is so inconvenient, that we MATTHIAS BRUE?f. 95 havo resolved to change it, and have it at two o'clock, as the French service ends, and before the English begins — still in the little chapel. M. Marron, and the French consistory have shown us every attention. I shall make every exertion to be on as friendly terms with them as possible ; it may be of service to the good cause. We keep up the morning service at a private house. On sabbath morning I selected a text and got my mind so full of the subject, that on monday I wrote almost all my new sermon (Luke 9, 26) so that you see I was determined not to be behind hand. I hope it will not engender sinful pride, but I have found out that I have more understanding and imagination than I thought, and can write with a certain eloquence of feehng. Think of the drawback then of reading it; and notwithstanding that I muster Dr Chalmers and Andrew Thomson, and all the ministers of New England as examples, yet I am not satisfied, and hope to rid myself of this method, so destructive to all forco of manner.* You will believe that I, who had not written a sermon for two years and a half, find occupation enough. ^.You will be surprised after what has been done, to know that there are but three or four christian people here ; that nothing would have been done at all if it had not been for H , who is a treasure to me of genius and intellect and imagination and • This was not his matuier judgment. 96 MEMOIRS OF christian principle, so based and combined as it never was in any other mind. I have been looking about to try and get a weekly prayer meeting, which I need also — we will see. I go out to make a call or two now and then, but when I am not forced to that, I sit and write till two or three, and then take a ride on horseback, and see all the mountebanks on the boulevards, and all the gentry of all qualities in the Champs Elysees, and shake off the vapours, and sigh over the vanity of the world, and rejoice that I am alone, that I may laugh or cry as I please. — Now you have my manner of life. As to my locale, I am in a very agreeable neighborhood, near the most frequented boulevard in the Rue de I'Echiquier. * * * * In brief, I have every thing I want, and am as happy as a lark, only when I like to be otherwise, just for variety, and ought to esteem myself the most fortunate of mortals. — And now I have room for no more in this style. — Are you much given to mark anniversaries 1 So far as I can remember, and so far as sabbaths can come round on the same day, I believe the first day of my preaching was the anniversary of the first sab- bath which Dr Mason and I passed in Paris, a day, as I remember I once told you, of strange sadness of heart, and tears. Who hath led me ! And now of the news. The French government MATTHIAS BRUEfT. 97 has given permission to the Consistory of Paris to form a protestant Bible Society, those of the confes- sion of Augsburg as well as the calvinists. All the pastors are engaged in it, and it promises great things. One very encouraging circumstance is, that how^ever much the preaching here falls short of that full exposition of christian doctrine and application to the conscience which we need, yet there is a man- ifest improvement since I was first here, and I never heard M. Marron at all so explicit as he was, as to the doctrines of Christianity, in a sermon styled the inauguration sermon for the Bible Society. The Duchess de Broglic, Mad. de Stael's daughter, and other protestants of rank, take great interest in it. I met with Mr Owen* at dinner at Lord Cal- throp's the other day with great pleasure, though we did have some talk as to the ultraism of the Ameri- cans at the Popish ceremonies, such as not taking off one's hat to the Host, even at Rome, &c. He has gathered a vast deal of interesting information where he has been. I like to see such a man as he, who as a member of the Church of England, is a little ultra too, and observe how every vestige of prejudice yields, when the question is about preferring the essence of Christianity to any of its forms. He is ndeed an excellent christian man, and I should love lim if it were for nothing else but his deportment at Jeneva. He conducted himself with the greatest * Secretary of the B, and F. Bible Society. O 98 MEMOIRS OF wisdom; kept always in view that he represented the B. and F. B. Society, and took no side. He re- fused a fraternal dinner, as it was styled, to which the company of Pasteurs invited him, because of their divisions,* and declined afterwards to see them to- gether. He expressed his religious opinions most decidedly, especially at Mad. Vernet's in a very large company. His whole influence has been on the right side, and I know from what I heard when there, how great that was. I beg above all things that our w^ell meaning friends in England will let us alone. When I see what a small undertaking this is in reality, and what the imaginations of persons at a distance make of it, it seems as if we had published falsehoods. It can do us no good, and it is painful to any candid mind to be the object of such overrated notions. If any per- manent good is done, it will be known in due time ; it is not necessary to celebrate the triumph before the battle." Paris, December 29th, 1818. " Last Sunday w^eek I made my first extemporane- ous preaching, at our little morning meeting in a room,f and there seemed to be a special providence * The divisions in the church of Geneva, are so well known that it has not been thought right to print any of the details given by Mr Bruen, though they were very minute; especially as subsequent events, had they been known to him might have modified his views in some degree. t The Chapel of the Oratoire was occupied in the morning by French pro- t«6tants and therefore only at liberty for Americans in the afternoon. MATTmAS BRUEX. 00 in it, for an amorican lady here, who has been the most active, and who was in great distress of mind which I did not know of, found it a word of great comfort. We have a little prayer meeting from house to house in the week, in which I explain a small portion of scripture, and the others pray, but so weak are we that three men are all we can have to lead in it. The good people are very liberal of their money for tracts and testaments and all char- itable works. The course of my mind strikes me as being ex- tremely curious ; here, when I have become an old man, my fancy has got a little start, and I am read- ing Milton with infinite delight — with a new, pure and unaffected pleasure. * * # a^d I have enjoyment in composition, altogether independent of religious pleasure, from the number of vivid images which strike me. How sweet to myself is this ego- tism." 100 MEMOIRS OF CHAPTER Vli. Paris, January 2d, 181^* " I was very solicitous to write to you on the last night of the year, but the necessity of preparing my sermon prevented me, but I thought much of you be- fore and after midnight. One complete year has rolled by, and I have still that in possession (in mind and feeling) which marks an era in my life. How strange that I should come to Kelso to find a pure, disinterested friend, and not be forgotten, whether at Rome or Paris, — come back to Scotland to see you, — and be here enjoying one of the most vivid of my pleasures in your correspondence. I have by its means come to have a more independent being in re- ference to a multitude of objects. And I am sure it has been, and will be, of essential service to me in the most important matters. It has indeed been a pe- culiar allotment in providence. We are fairly em- barked on the stream of a new year. I feel myself more than a year older, at the full point of life, with more than life half gone, and yet so inconsequent are we in our feelings, I cannot comprehend that, if that MATTHIAS BRUEIT. 101 bo true, I am more than half way to the house of silence, and to the period when these eyes shall not behold the sun, nor this heart beat with any emotion. Yet death advances. He will soon do that for me which he has done for so many others. He will soon stop my pulsations, and cast all of me that my friends look upon, into the grave for worms to feed on, and holding my soul with a firm grasp, carry it to the judgment of God. It is true that there is one who makes death the messenger of peace, the harbinger of heavenly life. * * * It is now almost one o'clock ; Saturday night, then, is past; the first of 1819. So we travel on toward eternity. Farewell — I will leave the rest of my paper for another night, if I live so long. May your rest be grateful, and your hopes buoyant, and your faith firm. It takes my letter many days to go to you — my thoughts are more rapid, and my prayers. The moon shines brightly here. It also throws its silver light upon the ruined Abbey, upon the old holly, and on the Tweed." * * * January 3d. — " I have lived so long and come to the termination of another sabbath. Once more I have delivered my Master's message, and told my hearers, that our dust must return to the dust as it was, and the spirit return to God who gave it ; that the reason of our mortality is our sin, and that Jesus Christ alone can save our souls from wrath, our whole persons from perdition. * * * 103 MEMOIRS OF Many of our young men, and of my personal ac- quaintances who hate, no doubt, to hear of death in Paris, never come to church. If there were nothing more in it than the loss of all the habits of home, which, though they have become estranged, they must return to, or lose the respect of those they most value. It is a sad concern. But there is more in it, and the angel of destruction can mark out a grave for them, as well at the cemetery of Pere La Chaise as at the family burial ground. I do not know my dear friend, if ever I made the request, but I wish very much, if by any of those oc- currences which are called accidents, I should not reach home, or should not live long afterwards, that you would make a few extracts from my letters to you, of such parts as you think would show them most of their brother, and send to my sisters. I never put so much of myself on paper before, and they would be sorry as well as I, that I should quite fade from their recollection." To his Brother. Paris, February 4, 1819. *****" Except that I am in the main stronger, I am for health very much as when I left home, and I think that perhaps, I shall never lay my hand firmly on my work, and work forward and through, like an honest man. We may assure our- selves of one thing, that however we may adorn our MATTHIAS BRUEX. 103 weaknesses with the glitter of sentiment, or palaver them over with fine names ; yet that man is the most respectable who does the plain, useful work of life, and he will have something substantial in the eflcct he has produced upon society, when the wind has carried away our bubbles, and the sun melted our frost-work. Many reflections of this sort, and others which would produce more pain, if self-love did not take off their edge, that letter of my friend, George Duffield's, naturally produces. The present civil interests of his country have been benefited by his exertions, and then the fruit of his labours extends to eternity. But this is a reflection I dare not examine now. Although since the receipt of my last letters from home, there are other grounds on which to decide to return soon, the main point to which I direct my view is, that the sphere of usefulness is greater there than here. The subject of being settled when I re- turn will doubtless give me anxiety. I confess that a small congregation in a country place would better suit my frame of body and mind, than the bustle and heavy labour of the city. I am very sorry if the people of have kept their church vacant any longer than they would of necessity have done, from thinking of me. Still that place strikes my fancy, for a great deal of good might be done there with less difficulty than in many other situa- tions. There are congregations in New York and 104 MEMOIRS OF other cities, to which even if I should be called, I should think it would oficnd all the sense of fitness that is in my nature, to attempt the guidance of. Happily, circumstances do not require me to vex my mind with cares for the morrow. You must have admired the quantum of philosophy which my last letter to my Father contained. A friend told me some time ago, that the country minis- ter with whom he was brought up, in a fine summer evening when the labours of the day were over, and he had taken his tea, used to place himself at the par- lour window, with his pipe, and discourse most affect- ingly, while thus in the plenitude of happiness, on the pains of life and all its vanities," * # * * Paris, February 8th, 1819. " I have spoken to you of my grandfather with whom I w^as left in the country, and to whom in my childishness, I was a companion and friend. He used to take more pleasure in our little discussions, than in conversing with most of his neighbours. He was a man of strong native sense, great practical judgment and knowledge of men. I delight to turn back to the recollections of my childhood, and I shall never forget him who occupied so large a place in them. Day followed day in the round of our em- ployments, and in the evening he took his place at the fire, and I at his right hand, and settled all the affairs of state. I illustrated all my arguments from MATTHIAS BRUEX. 105 the history of the Roman Senate, and we sometimes descended from these high topics to the approaching examination, or the state of the skating pond. I shall never forget the feelings with which we have spent the sabbath evenings, when the deep blue hea- vens, such as we often have of a winter night, were studded with stars, and he has told me the popular names of them, and we have talked of their distances, and of His almightiness w^ho wheels them in their courses. — In fine, we parted. He dined at my uncle's with me, but his great age did not permit him to come to hear me preach in my native town, the day before I bade it farew^ell. And now, he lies fast by where he placed a stone over the remains of my grandmother. I scarcely dared to anticipate the delight with which w^e should have met again ; and it has been as well not to dwell upon it, for now we shall not meet again here." February 9th. "One reason why I could not finish my letter yesterday was, because I was engaged to make a visit in which your hand could be traced. Madame Vernet has sent me, besides a letter of introduction from Prof. Pictet, one from herself to the Countess of . In default of a better, you may see a character of her in Lady Morgan's France. What I had heard of her, had given me a desire to know a woman of the great world, and of great literature. And Madame Vernct's letter spoke of a 106 MEMOIRS OF quality that I dare say Lady Morgan would not inquire about, her religion. After going through all the forms, of leaving my card, being sent for, invited to dine, &c. — last night w^hen I made a visit I was quite enchanted; I never before had an idea of the true spirituel in French conversation. You must know that Madame La Marquise, for that is her title, — what horror to my republican ears ! — occupies her- self all the day in public charitable establishments, never goes out in the evening, and instead of once or twice, "receives " every night in the week. The consequence is that the mere people of rank come seldom, but there are always a few of the m.ost considerable persons who come for sensible purposes. Some ladies were there last night, and as I heard them announced I made the same mistake into which Byron's title of Lord, led the Edinburgh Reviewer in his first critique. But when we talked of M'ln- tosh's review of Mad. de Stael, in the last Edin- burgh, I soon found that they were vastly well informed, and what is more rare, thought for them- selves. We had afterwards a scientific discussion on the art of talking, which was the more amusing be- cause it was clear that they were all professors ex- posing the rules. The Countess began with the prin- ciple that the speaker is, in almost all circumstances, the one the best pleased in the company, and that the main pleasure in hearing is, that we shall have our turn next. Then came the different species of pro- MATTHIAS BRUEN. 107 fessed talkers, with the benefits and evils belonging to the race, all spiced with anecdotes of great authors, which was quite a treat to me, and I swallowed it with great voracity. We had also present a General officer who told us of the campaign of Russia, and how he saw 500,000 men cross one bridge over the Niemen, and saw all that remained of the army, in- fantry, artillery and cavalry, stand on the same bridge on their return, while the king of Naples said to him "voila tout." The bridge about the size of the Pont Royal, or a little larger than yours over the Tweed. The religious tracts which we have printed take greatly wath the Countess, and she will distribute them. She seems to be a very sincere woman, reads a great deal of the bible, though a catholic, and is anxious to get some plain sermons for the common people. She says that the priests will have nothing to do with the schools for mutual instruction. So much the better if it stirs up others to give religious knowledge. She does a great deal of good. I 'brought over that tract wdiich affected me much; Cowper's brother's death by Cowper; it is translated, and will, I have no doubt, be popular. We have dis- tributed many of the life of Wm. Kelly, which I sup- pose you know. Most of the English French tracts are shockingly done, but this the Countess says does not contain a single English idiom. The Shep- herd of Salisbury plain, is translated, and half a vol- ume of the cheap repository tracts will soon be fin- 108 MEMOIRS OF ished. These things are owing to H- . Our numbers at the church are rather increasing, but the sphere of usefulness is much larger at home. There is to be a new vessel at Havre on the^lst of April, when it is my present purpose to embark. Think of it a little more than six weeks ! I have given what seems to be my duty here. # * # * Paris, March 1st, 1819. My dear Father, * # * * " As to my occupations here, I have very little to add to what I have before written. The encouragement is not so great as to make me feel obliged in conscience to stay, nor yet so little as to leave me altogether wilHng to go. A short time will decide. I have peculiar need of your prayers, that my faith fail not; that my confidence in the truth of God's word be not shaken, by seeing so many neglect the way of salvation. Mine is a far different case from that in which the doctrines of the gospel are preach- ed among a people accustomed to the sound, and to consider the things as true, even when they have no practical experience of them, — there each one sup- ports the other, but here I am comparatively solitary. I am as sensible as any one can be, that it is in vain to muse about the future world ; that all speculations on futurity are worthless ; that nothing but a strong faith can sustain us ; that a simple rehance upon what MATTHIAS BRUEN. 109 the scripture reveals, is tlie only wise' course. There is but one way which is to give up our sinful hearts, with all that wo have of evil, to the Lord Jesus who is the Sanctificr as well as Redeemer, and who will receive all that come unto him, and purify all that he receives. The life of faith is a continual going out of ourselves to him who is the faithful and true witness to receive the grace that is needful, the influences of the spirit that sanctify, and the hope that flourishes through eternity. " What I would that I do not," but I would live this life, and practice this dependence, and Hve from the treasures which He dispenses, eat of the heavenly manna that he gives, and drink abun- dantly of the waters that never fail. While we live from day to day, the end of our earthly existence approaches. What are all other concerns, compared to the making sure of a blessed immortality. We must live in faith ; we must con- fide the regulation of our future interest unto Him to whom we commit our soul. He who rules our lot in this world, rules the world of spirits. In short, in all our meditations we must come to the con- clusion, that faith is the all-important matter, and vital Christianity ends where it begins, believe, and thou shalt be saved. The number of my hearers is small, but they are very attentive. They change perpetually, for most persons make a very short residence here, so I have little opportunity of judging how much good I 110 MEMOIRS OF do ; less than would be done if I had more faith and zeal. May there be a reviving of things that remain that are ready to perish." Paris, March 9th, 1819. "I have just come from dinner at Lord Calthorpe's and have seen there in Mr Pinkerton's character, a specimen of christian principle, which I reverence with all my soul. When I last wrote, I thought it perfectly certain that I should return home this spring, and yet latterly without any change of cir- cumstances or reason, I have come to balance and doubt in a strange manner. I can certainly go Tvith a most safe conscience, I give you full credit for an affectionate wish to keep me on this side the At- lantic, else I suspect you would feel obhged to urge me to go and enlarge my field of labour. There is no influence exercised on the French, as it seems im- possible there should be. All, religious and irreli- gious, are very anxious I should not return. But, in summer there will be frequently strangers to min- ister to the people ; and there is some expectation that a clergyman will come from London, who will be able to preach, though his health is not good. If he does, I shall consider it as a permission in providence that I may go. * * * * # Among my hearers there has been a lady of a cer- tain literary reputation, Helen Maria WilHams. * * * As to Madame La Marquise, she spoke MATTHIAS BRUEiV 111 in the most affecting manner the other day about how utterly the world was spoiled to her by the death of her son. For two years she has occupied herself ex- clusively in religion. You cannot conjecture how a thousand things that seem plain to us, trouble one brought up in Catholicism. She wonders very much how the general circulation of the Bible can be very useful, when so many parts of the Old Testament are so very obscure, and unintelligible in any evangelical manner to common readers. She exerts herself to give what religious instruction she can to the children. There is no getting at truth. Now con- trary to all report, she says that the Duchesse d'Angouleme is very tolerant, and on a committee in which they were together, ordered relief to be given to the sick of whatever religion. I have been visiting a lady to-day who was very much in the fashionable world, who is within a few days, apparently, of death, God has been pleased to change her heart when the consumption seized her, and she is now a joyful christian. It was the greatest comfort to witness such a scene. She said that she is far happier now on the sick bed, suffering all sorts of bodily pain, with her bones coming almost through her skin, (her very words) than she had ever been in the gaieties of the world. What a testimony ! This is a matter of sense and experience ; there is no mistaking such effects of Christianity. She said she did not wish to hve, and that God would support 112 MEMOIRS OP her husband in the trial, and it might have the effect of bringing him nearer to the rock of salvation. I put my concluding petition in the formula of dear Lissignol's last letter, " pensez toujours au pauvre so- htaire de Paris, qui vous aime en Jesus Christ." Paris, March 26th, 1819. " In fine — my resolution is taken, and the vessel has arrived to which your brother is to confide his for- tunes. # * I have been supposing that I must remain till May, for want of a conveyance, but this is an excellent opportunity, a new vessel, fine accommo- dations, and a trusty captain, the very best season of the year, in short the very best prospect every way. By this time you wish to ask, " and what prospects does conscience give ?" On this important point it is necessary to satisfy you. If our institution here in any way took root among the French, though it were ever so small in the beginning, it would be vastly im- portant, and I should feel myself ready, I beHeve, for any sacrifice. But it does no more touch them than if it were in California. It depends for its hearers on the few american families here, and perishes at their removal. It is essentially foreign, and without any influence in the country. ***** I received a note from Mr Hankey,* begging me to stay another year. The people who are not on • Allen Hankey, Esq., Banker, London. MATTHIAS BRUEN^. 113 the spot cannot judge of the circumstances; they have all along attributed too much importance to it, and will likely enough think I was attracted home, when it was my duty to stay. My good friends here, the most earnest for my stay, are wiser. They say, if I thought it my duty to remain, they would think so, — as it is, they cannot oppose me. I had a note from H this morning, in which he says, before I decided he would say nothing, but now that it is fixed he may speak, and he would not have listened a moment to my going, if he did not feel that in my circumstances he should unhesitatingly do the same. I could not be at our little prayer meeting last night, being with a sick person ; but it was the entreaty of all, that I might be guided in the way of duty. * i^ ^ * % % % Every spare moment has been taken up with a lady who has hung between life and death in a wonderful manner for more than a fortnight, in whom I have seen the force and triumph of faith, the peace of God, the preciousness of His promises, and of the blood of Jesus, and the darkness and horror into which we may fall, when we see the shadows that are near the valley of death. Ah! there is sadness in that hour. It is in vain to be told that Jesus is ever the faithful and true witness, whether we see the light of his countenance or walk in darkness, if we feel not the preciousness of the word of life. May the good shepherd lead us by the fountains of water, and wipe 114 MEMOIRS OF away all tears from our eyes, * * * I must tell you that Madame La Marquise lent me Fene- lon, and I have been much affected by some pencil marks on it. She never will recover from her grief at the loss of her son. In a treatise on prayer Fenelon quotes St Augustin who says that " it is good to pray, when we seek God only, and bad when we seek by his means other good things," — upon which she remarks, " Est il permis de le prier pour qu'il vous reunisse dans son sein avec 1' object de votre amour, et de votre regret?" Fenelon con- tains a remark very important from Augustin — "Do not pretend to make God the protector of your self- love, and your ambition, but the executor of your good designs ; go not to God to satisfy your passions, nor as you do sometimes to save yourself from the cross that he knows you need." Speaking elsewhere that it is love for Jesus Christ which should induce us to desire death, she remarks — "J' ai confondu dans mon amour, et mon Dieu et le vertueux enfant qu'il a repris dans son sein ; c'est vers tous deux que mon ame s'elance. Est-ce bien? Est-ce-mal?" In the conclusion of one of his essays, Fenelon says, O Dieu, donnez votre amour aux vivants, et votre paix aux morts ; " — and she adds, — "et la mort aux deso- Us ! " Let us my dear sister pray together for peace and consolation for one who most earnestly desires to be led into all truth. I remember you were struck in my journal, with a MATTHIAS BRUEN. 115 little account of my going out of Geneva, the only- sabbath I was in the Canton, to Satigny to hear M. Sarpin preach. The first words I heard him say were " Cclle-ci n'cst pas notrc veritable patric." He was then just married. I Iiave now a letter from him in which he says, "Depuis que Jc no vous ai vu, notre Maitrc a juge a propos de me retircr les joyes de la vie, et de me frappcr du plus terrible coup qui puisse atteindre un ca3ur aimant sur cette terre de deuil. II I'a fait parceque je le mcritois sans doutc, mais aussi parce qu'il m'aimoit. Puisse-je ne plus re- garder qu' aux choses invisibles, et m' attachcr de plus en plus a son avenemcnt. J' ignore si je re- verrai votre visage sur cette terre de combats, mon cher ami, mais je ne cesserai de demander pour vous dans mes prieres cette grace qui est meilleure que la vie. C est-ce-que J' ai fait bien souvent depuis les momens trop courts que nous avons passe ensem- ble. Votre souvenir rapclle un temps trop heureux pour moi. Adieu done mon cher frere. Que Dieu vous ramene dans le scin de votre famille, qu'il vous donne la joie de la retrouver selon votre souhait, qu'il rende vos travaux fructueux pour bien des ames, et qu'il vous donne enfin la couronne incor- ruptible dans ce beau jour oii se reportent avcc tant de consolation mes pensees, trop souvent abattues. Votre frere en Christ notre unique sauveur." Now my dear sister farewell. 116 MEMOIRS OP Havre, April nth, 1819. " You perceive my dear friend, that I am upon the edge of the shore, and can "lay my hand on the mane of ocean." The vessel is but a {ew steps off, in which I go. Your letter arrived on the Satur- day, but I did not receive it mitil sunday noon, having been all the preceding night watching at the house of the lady of whom I spoke to you, nor could I leave it till near midnight, as I only went home in time to dress for church, and was only absent during the service. I w^as there three nights successively, and saw all the horrors and all the consolations of death. Oh my dear sister, he is the king of terrors, but that there is one mightier than he* — * * # I left Paris on the 9th at evening with feehngs dif- ferent from any I ever before experienced. I conclud- ed my ministry in a sermon from 1st Thessalonians 5 and 23, on the last sabbath at the Oratoire. They to whom I had been made the instrument of advan- tage, and they to whom I had not, all expressed re- gret at my departure, although they admitted the force of my reasonings. We had our little missionary prayer meeting on monday, and I concluded all my ministrations on thursday evening, in a familiar ex- planation of Ephesians 6th chapter from the 10th verse to the end. I felt it more than I did my pubUc fare- * He attended the remains of this interesting lady to the grave, and a part of his address on that affecting occasion forms the concluding chapter of his little volume of Essays. The chapter is entitled "Cemetery of P^re la Chaise." MATTHIAS BRUEN. 117 well, I had utterance given me, and a deep impres- sion that the circumstances were affecting." * * *■ * * * * # On the 23d of April Mr Bruen sailed from Havre, and reached home in June. His letters, while he was wind bound at Havre contain many precious records of a grateful heart; but delicacy to those friends V^hose society at Paris he so highly valued, forbids quotation. Those friends who survive to lament his early departure, will readily unite to say, that his piety so sincere, his mind so polished, his manners so engaging, led them to feel themselves the indebted, in all their intercourse. The following letter was presented to him the evening before he left Paris. " To the Rev Mr Bruen. "Sir, "Notwithstanding our regret at being deprived of your pastoral care, we are compelled by the same considerations which induce you to leave us to acqui- esce in your departure. We cannot bid you farewell without acknowledging the obligations under which you have laid us. That you should have come at our request when on the eve of returning, after a long absence, into the bosom of your family, to la- bour among us, declining all reward but the satisfac- tion of serving the cause of religion, entitles you to our esteem and gratitude. The manner in which you have accompUshed this evangelical mission, has 118 MEMOIRS OF left an indelible impression on our hearts. We beg of you to take with you, the assurance of our sincere respect, of our affectionate remembrance, and of our cordial wishes for your happiness, and for the success of your ministry." His last lines written in Europe at that time, are characteristic of the affection, the piety, and the hope which animated the whole of his character. Paris, April 9th, 1819. "Adieu my dear sister ; christian adieus are always in some way, au revoir. II n'y a rien pour jamais dans ce monde-ci, mais tout est pour jamais dans notre veritable patrie. May your dear husband be blessed abundantly with blessings for his own soul, and strength to feed the flock until the Chief Shepherd shall appear. His word is, * Watch — behold I come quickly.* Ever, in every circumstance. Your friend and brother, M. B." MATTHIAS BRUEI^. 119 CHAPTER VIII. Thus terminated Mr Bruen's connection with France, and for the time, with Europe. His minis- terial diligence may be inferred from extracts which have already been given purposely to exhibit it. We may refer to a prayer meeting which he could not at- tend, because he was with a sick person ; and his leav- ing the dying bed of a friend to go to the pulpit, and thence returning without respite, to watch a second and a third night by that friend. These are occupa- tions in which none but a devoted christian can find satisfaction. He often accused himself of indolence. Those who observed him minutely, might be disposed to impute what he called indolence to lack of physical strength. Certainly if he were naturally indolent, grace had an honourable triumph in overcoming na- ture, for luxurious ease had no power over him when duty called. In Scotland he walked eight miles alone to re-visit a dying person, whom he had previously seen but once in company with a friend. In Paris he searched with trouble and vexation through various streets and up to squalid garrets, to find out the truth 120 MEMOIRS OF of the story of a mendicant ; not of a countryman, whose claim would have been stronger, but of a frenchman, who was at home, and had no claim on an alien save that of humanity. His heart was always bent towards the spiritual good of those with whom he conversed, and many were his watchful anticipa- tions in his little flock at Paris, the record of which remains on earth only in his letters. His heart was often humbled, and he grieved that he was so Httle able to turn his opportunities to good account by pressing more home the concerns of their souls upon his friends. Besides many literary characters already named whose acquaintance Mr B. formed in Europe, we may mention Gifford, editor of the Quarterly Re- view in London; Helen Maria Williams in Paris; and a long train of philanthropists, among whom the ami- able Sir Thomas Bernard, then suffering under in- firmity, was one. Proofs of his kindly reception, and subsequent correspondence with several of these re- main. John Foster and Mrs More, in particular, were interesting to him. It is not a breach of delica- cy to insert here a portion of a letter from Mrs More, whose pubHshed works have rendered her private feeHngs peculiarly interesting, and whose frank un- bosoming of her grief on the death of a sister, to a person so much younger than herself, and so far di- vided from her, is one among many specimens of the interest his character excited even where he was but little known. MATTHIAS BRUEN^. 121 FROM MRS H. MORE, BARLEY AVOOD, NEAR BRISTOL. November 30th, 1820. " I have particularly to return you my cordial thanks for the gratification I derived from the perusal of your truly excellent sermon. I cannot say how much I was pleased with it. I admire the good taste in which it is written, but still more the devout, and holy, and pious spirit which pervades it. But the pas- sages which more directly refer to the blessedness of the heavenly state, find their way in a peculiar man- ner to my heart, and not the less so for the personal circumstances under which it found me. I have had the unspeakable affliction of losing my beloved and only sister, the last of four. I may say with the pro- phet, * My house is left unto me desolate.' Her death was edifying, as her life had been exemplary. Her sufferings were exquisite. When some one pitied her for them, she replied, ' Oh, I love my sulTerings, they come from God, and I love every thing that comes from him.' In her agonies, she continually declared her entire reliance on a crucified Saviour, and en- treated every friend and servant individually, to cling to the Cross of Christ as their sole hope. She was taken in mercy to herself, from a w^orld of sin and sor- row, and in mercy to me, by a gracious God, who intended by her removal to draw me nearer to Him- self." *■**.-* * * * * On this affecting letter, Mr B. remarks, " Ah how 122 MEMOIRS OF changed is Barley Wood now, from what I saw it when its mistress seemed placed in an earthly para- dise, as a temporal reward for having been the means of communicating spiritual blessings; how hard a separation, after a seventy years' relationship, and friendship !" The sermon to which Mrs More alludes, was one which Mr B. left in manuscript in Paris, and which his friend H — took the charge of bringing through the press. It was designed as a valedictory mark of af- fection for his friends there, and is exactly what Mrs More calls it. About the reception of this sermon, his friends naturally inquired and felt solicitous, as it was his first printed effort, written as he said currente calamo, and left behind him unpublished. Such inqui- ries produced from him the following little statement, which would not otherwise have been made : — " I lately received from Madame La Marquise, a MS. translation of my sermon into French, and you will believe that I have sentiment enough to value it the more, that it is in her own hand-writing. It is done with great taste and judgment. Though this be a flat- tering mark of her attention, yet in reality I have re- ceived it much more as a mark of kindness ; and as I remember her telling me, not without emotion, that she had continually remarked my anxiety for her ad- vancement in religious knowledge, I w^ould hope that evangelical principles are not so far sacrificed to ele- gant diction, in these few pages, but that the examina- tion of them may have been of benefit to her." MATTHIAS BRUEN. 123 His delight on revisiting his native land, and meet- ing again with those who were ever on his heart during his absence, was exquisite. For the first few months, his letters were filled with affectionate delinea- tions of the character and appearance of each dear friend ; with descriptions of the grandeur and beau- ty of the natural scenery, and with remarks on the manners of his countrymen, which exhibited a degree of drollery, the fruit, probably, of his hap- piness, which was not one of his general character- istics. But in the midst of this, he never lost sight of the leading object of his life, that of preaching the everlasting gospel to a thoughtless world. Thus, shortly after his return, he expresses a strong wish to be employed entirely in ministerial work, and a fear that his present leisure is not improved as it might be. He was much employed in desultory preaching to assist friends in the vicinity, and sometimes, when he could assemble a few people in a school-house, near his father's country residence, he addressed them oc- casionally on a week-day evening. One of his de- scriptions of himself will give a specimen of his occu- pations at this time. Brighton House, October 12th, 1819. " I was so suddenly obliged to close my last, that I could not tell you of my special religious occupations, nor of the primitive figure I have cut across the river, here, among the sands of South Amboy, with my coat 124 MEMOIRS OF off, traversing the hills of a sultry morning. I had a deserted Baptist nneeting house to preach in the other Sunday, the monument of desolation itself, a barn- looking edifice, without a single pane of glass remain- ing, each corner filled with ruined benches, all painted gray by the hand of time, for man never thought it worth while to colour any part of it. There was a window in the north to enlighten the preacher, and as it blew furiously from the north west, no two hairs of my head lay together, and when I caught hold of the pulpit to prevent my being blown away, I found it so frail as to require prudent handling. But to come to better things; I preached extemporaneously for forty minutes, with more satisfaction than I ever did in like way, and in spite of my manner, succeeded by the matter in gaining fixed attention." In other letters, he mentions preaching twice in a sultry day at Woodbridge, and then in the evening in the school house at Amboy, and sometimes in farm- houses in the vicinity. His judgment of his own pub- lic appearances, seems always to have been severe, — so much so, as to discourage him. His own mind, alive in a remarkable degree, to the animating power of eloquence, formed an ideal excellence which he could never attain. His soul, jealous of its own sin- cerity, with a godly jealousy, could not take any plea- sure from reciting words to his auditors, along with which his own feelings did not go with a truthful sym- MATTHIAS BRUEN. 135 pathy. Therefore he was often dejected wlien he found himself delivering from the pulpit with con- straint, what in his closet had been composed under the most solemn impressions, and in the spirit of pray- er. It is a mark of a superior mind, to form great conceptions, and aim at realizing them; and it is a fruit of the Holy Spirit's work in such a mind, to be con- tinually " reaching forw^ard to the things that arc be- fore." Thus, when a soul has fixed its aim, either in devotional exercises or useful knowledge, far beyond its attainments ; it is in a state of perpetual self-disap- pointment ; of ceaseless thirst He exclaims in grief, " Ah, my religion is always future, my usefulness is always in prospect." Yet it is very obvious to the looker on, that this state of mind, if not carried so far as to depress the spirit, is of all others the most salu- tary. To have greatly designed, is well — To have greatly dared is noble — To be disappointed is human — and out of these designs, these darings, and these disappointments, hath God wrought the very spirit that cannot rest till it is carried on unto perfection. Under the pressure of casual deadness of spirit, or dis- appointment on falling short of his aims, Mr B. often wrote mournfully; and anticipated trials, which he supposed would have a sanctifying and quickening effect on him. Little did those who saw him sur- rounded by all the luxuries of life, all the blandish- ments of friendship, and all the appliances of the study that he delighted in, ween of the bitter thinf^s that he 126 MEMOIRS OF wrote against himseir — as thus : — " I have fatigued myself with arranging my old letters and papers, and my head is full of recollections, and my heart a little touched, when I look over Dr Waugh's notes about my ordination, and the excellent, dear Dr Pye Smith's. What a period was that in my history ! How have I fulfilled the expectations of such devoted men. How do I now waste the time of a consecrated man ! Sure- ly no lonely stranger ever received so much personal kindness." Brighton House, July 20th, 1820. "Last sabbath after preaching twice at Wood- bridge, I returned to address a full school room here, with [some soul and comfort. But last night I had no freedom even upon such a topic as Jesus the bread of life. Oh, if I live, I know I shall have afflictions to rend my heart, hands lopped off and eyes plucked out, to make me speak from the experience of soul- rending sorrow, about the fulness of consolation which is in the shepherd of Israel." Now that his pilgrimage is closed, it is a subject of heart-felt thank- fulness to those who knew all his griefs and disap- pointments, to be convinced that he was spared such anguish as his thoughts of his own need of chastise- ment led him to anticipate ; and to know that while he had his share of the bitter herb that ever mingles in the cup of humanity, he had also his share of those sweet and supporting consolations which spring from MATTHIAS BRUEN-. 127 the fountain of life. Now his sorrows are all swal- lowed up ni joy. O that those for whom he prayed, on whose account he grieved that his attainments were not more equal to his ideas of what they ought to have been, may derive the teaching from his loss, which even in heaven will add to his felicity, and cause joy amoniT the ansrcls of God. Mr B. was now at that period of a young minister's life, which is most trying to many of his graces. — The period when he waited until the head of the church should fix his field of labour. It is exciting to the pride of a youth who has just begun to call his talents into exercise, after passing years in prepara- tion, to see himself placed as a competitor with others who may outstrip him. It is trying to his in- tegrity to preach before those whose favour he may secure by adopting some peculiar strain of preaching, — or who may be propitiated and influenced by private and flattering attentions. It is trying to his faith, to leave this matter so important to him, entirely in the hands of God. Among many details of that interesting period, one must not be passed over, which is probably unknown even to the individual whose future lot was materially influenced by it. Mr B. was invited to preach in a city in the south, with a view to his being appointed pastor of a congregation of the first respectability there. In the steam packet by which he travelled, he met with a young clergyman whom he estimated 128 MEMOIRS OF highly, and who was proceeding to a still more south- ern station. Mr B. with that scriptural lowliness of mind wdiich disposes each to esteem other better than himself, procured this gentleman to be invited to preach in passing, in that church where he himself came as a candidate ; on the principle that it was his earnest prayer, that if any other man could do more good in that congregation, he should be called. The result of this invitation was, that his young friend came in character of his rival, and was elected pastor, an event which the generous spirit of our friend hailed with entire satisfaction. Circumstances led Mr Bruen to re-visit Great Bri- tain in January, 1821. Never was long absent brother welcomed with a purer joy, than was Mr B. when he again, as he said, " took refuge in his Scot- tish home." The February, March, and April of 1821, stand marked in the calendar of memory, as a period of many pleasing conferences and spiritual exercises, and also as a period when mutual sympa- thy, bestowed and reflected its much needed consola- tions on us all. During that time he was destined to learn the afl!licting event of the death of a beloved sister, whom he had left in the bloom of youth and health. His dutiful regrets that he was not there to soothe his parents, almost swallowed up at first the blessed consolation that was oflfered to him, by the hope that was in his sister's death. The anguish of his spirit arising from this cause was tranquilized by MATTHIAS BRUEN. 129 the submission wliich reposes on the Divine wisdom and goodness. " If," said he, " this blow has fallen at this juncture, specially to rebuke my selfishness in leaving my home when I did, even so. Father, I am chastised. I bow beneath the rod ; only let not any of my beloved kindred suffer for my fault" What a source of reconciliation to the lighter and se- verer dispensations of providence is found, in first believing and afterwards experiencing, that all these things arc certainly and infallibly portions of the dis- cipline which tends to form the character for its use- fulness on earth, and, as he once beautifully wrote, " to work the die, which moulds our eternity." Dur- ing this visit we saw continually new developments of christian principle, and the force and energy of a spirit, which in his later years, brought him forth a good soldier of Christ, without diminishing the tender- ness or injuring the refinement of his character. His conscience became more intelligent and more enlight- ened as he trod the paths of life, and tliough his soul had found refuge in the finished work of his Saviour, there was none of that benumbing kind of security, which is sometimes too apparent in the lives of be- lievers. His refuge was not that of a slothful, luxuri- ous repose, but of a lively, observant, watchful duti- fulness. He was the more solicitous to purify himself and to be conformed to the will of his Father, in pro- portion as he felt in himself the witness of the Spirit, that he was indeed born of God. 130 MEMOIRS OP During that period also, were his Scottish friends visited by a trying dispensation, in the sickness, not unto death, but to the very verge of the grave, of their eldest born. If Mr Brucn thought himself at all a debtor to them for their regard, now was the time that it was overpaid, for now was he exhibited in the double character of the tenderest nurse, and the most soothing and encouraging christian pastor. Whether it were to watch out the midnight hours by the sick bed, to lave the burning temples, or to moisten the parched lips ; — whether it were to whisper reasons of hope, or motives to submission unto the trembling hearts of the parents ; or whether it were to pour out those peti- tions which their choaked voices could not utter, he was every thing that a brother in adversity can be. He despised fatigue, he forgot his own griefs ; he was in those protracted days and nights of sorrow, all that he has since been at home to those now bereaved ones, with whom they share a kindred and domestic anguish in the thought that he can minister to none of them any more. Let it not be thought too minute to dwell on such incidents as these. They exhibit the less conspicuous points of a character, beautiful for its harmony ; and he must be a very defective christian, who is only energetic in his public duties, only edifying and sooth- ing in his professional visits to the sick. The gentle- ness and sympathy of the follower of Christ, are best exercised in that retirement which is sacred from the inspection of the world. MATTHIAS BRUEN 131 • CHAPTER IX. On the 26th of April our brother quitted Scotland for the last time. Among the relics of that affecting period is a copy of " Guthrie's Trial of a Saving In- terest in Christ," which he says, " first made me hope I was converted to the faith of the gospel. Every page is consecrated by sacred recollections." Ilis name is written in it in a school-boy hand; the date is 1813, so that we may conclude he experienced some strong exercises of mind about that time. On the first of May he sailed from Liverpool, sending his parting blessings on shore by the pilot. A few extracts from what he wrote at sea, may be interesting, as exhibit- ing the continual bent of his mind, and the improving reflections which suggested themselves to him, even on subjects apparently remote from spiritual con- cerns. The Albion at head, May 26th, 1821. "When I commenced writing this sheet, we were in a dead calm, the sea smoother than I ever saw it before, like the surface of one measureless lake, re- flecting the clouds and sunshine Hkc a sheet of r^rSr 132 MEMOIRS OF molten glass. We then had occasion to perceive how the ocean is peopled, and amused ourselves with taking the strange varieties"of living matter and shell- fish, which floated by. After two days of this strange weather, the sky grew dark and every thing betoken- ed a change of some sort. I, who have been very much in the habit of turning night into day, past mid- night enjoyed* the magnificent scene of the moon peering out of the dark clouds, piled up like castles to the very zenith, the opposite side of the heavens being filled with electric clouds flashing continually. Being then under close sail, with a good stiff* breeze, it was indeed a sublime scene. One who has not been at sea, can scarcely imagine the uncertainty of this most fickle of all elements — the wind. The fol- lowing night, for the first time, I was alarmed ; I had been on deck, and found it raining, and that we were enveloped in Egyptian darkness, and not a breath of wind stirring. It was indeed more frightful than the loudest roar of a tempest. Just as I got into bed, a peal of thunder was heard, and a vivid burst of lightning illuminated the cabin. The captain ran down to tell the amateurs of the "sublime, that a me- teor had lighted on the mizen top mast. Before I could get up, however, it had exploded and vanished. For twelve hours or more after, we had a fine fair wind, by the favour of which we ran ofl^ ten or twelve knots an hour with great satisfaction. But no human comfort is lasting ; there tame a calm, during which MATTHIAS BRUEPf. 133 I thought,' what must now be our condition, if lie who holds the winds in his fist, were just to let us alone. Ah ! we need no more than to be left to our- selves in many ways besides physically, to come speedily to misery and death. We are here, ninety six souls, a cow, pigs, sheep and poultry to consume the water, without which, we cannot exist. For some days we were suflbring from excessive heat ; we are now freezing cold. This morning has shown us the cause, which we imagined before. We are now sailing with majestic mountains of ice iloat- inff on each side of us." *& Albion, at Sea, June 4th. " We seem to have gathered all sorts of wonders into this voyage, and as our captain says, need only a gale of wind to complete our cabinet of curiosities. We saw fifty or sixty mountains of ice, and approach- ed so near some of them as lo sec the waves dash into the little cavities and coves, which the action of the sea had made. There are miseries attached to all sorts of people. If you wish to learn a seaman's mis- eries, imagine that you have been twenty-three days m the western ocean, baffled by the most contrary winds. When, just as the wind changes, and you pre- pare to run off ten miles an hour, you fall in with the ice-bergs, which force you to take in sail and lay to, for the night, fearing each moment, that the wind come round ahead again." * * * * 134 MEMOIRS OF " I must not stop till I tell you of my dreams of home, and of future life, if there be much of my life that is future. I cannot express to you, what a resource I feel in the affection of my friends. I have few wish- es, or hopes, for myself, and not one that does not con- sist with instant and perfect sanctification, as I think I could consent with joy to be stript of every earthly affection and delight, if I could be made an able min- ister of the New Testament. And yet, doubtless, my safety is only in the absence of temptation. * ♦ * * * May God fill my heart with grief,* and my mouth with arguments ; and may I expose all the evil of sin, all its deceitfulness, all its vileness ; and from my own experience too, may I show the fulness of pardoning mercy in Jesus Christ." On the 11th of June Mr Bruen once more reached his native soil, and left the friendly Albion. How like a knell did it go to our hearts, when after a few more voyages, that good ship went down on the southern coast of Ireland, with his friend Professor Fisher on board. How did we remember with gratitude that a few months before, when she had tossed for days within view of Waterford and Wexford, she still was kept afloat, and our friend restored to his home in safety. Yet, but eight years more have w^e lived to lose him. But how important an eight years ; — years spent in labours of love, in preaching the everlasting * Meaning penitent grief. MATTHIAS BRUEY. 135 gospel ; in breaking up the high ways for the ^lad ti- dings to the remoter regions of his own beloved coun- try ; in forming plans for introducing the gospel of peace to countries which he never saw. Plow pre- cious is time ! When spent in God's service, how may a year, a month, a day, added to life, be the means of making some soul bless us for eternity. When mis- spent — dreadful thought! — no one sins alone. We may be the instruments of plunging others into that doleful gulph, wdiose most fearful misery is, that it is far from God, that its tenants are banished from his presence, that they will never sec His blessed counte- nance in peace. It cannot fail to interest many who felt the wreck of the Albion, as a disaster which shocked all their feelings of security, to read the first expression of Mr Bruen's emotions on that melancholy event, and, therefore, we insert what he wrote on tiie subject, a little before it occurred in order of time. New York, June 1st, 1822. " Of vi^hat should I write, but this awful event, the shipwreck of the Albion ! It has struck every body with dismay. The murder of an hundred thousand Turks and Russians, which news we were expecting, would have been nothing to it ! And I, who have so often heard her timbers creak under me without fear and with only a fool-hardy fatalist's confidence, rode with her in grandeur, over the topmost waves in a 136 MEMOIRS OF tempest — now sit quietly at home to hear that she is shattered into ten thousand pieces. No ship ever left this port under better auspices. One of the strongest vessels that floated, a most experienced and able com- mander, who has been travelling that track from his infancy, a full and powerful crew — all gone like a dream ! The thought affects me, how often I have Iain in my state room, and heard the w^atcrs gurgling, and howling, just at my ear — one plank between — and when the storm was high, listened to thcii' roar, as if there were ten thousand ravening sea monsters, and cared little for it all. Oh, what horror was there when all these timbers parted, as if drawn apart and shivered by a giant's force ! And then the despera- tion of the picture of that poor woman running on that deck and shrieking, till the sea bore all down ! — It is not difficult to make me weep, but I have wept in the night. All the city has been thunderstruck. We have been feeling it as secure to go to England as to Amboy. When we were at sea in her last year one of the passengers said cheerfully at supper during a storm, " Fear not ladies, we are all insured in New York at one per cent." Such was the risk here on 'change, ninety-nine chances in the hundred that she should have gone safely. One of the Insurance Offices, in which is a Director, took the risk at half a per cent in her this voyage, for several thou- sand dollars. She had, it is said, three hundred thou- sand dollars in specie on board, a very small part in- MATTHIAS RRUEN. 137 surcd. Ah ! but who insures lives ! Captain Williams has left a wife and seven children. He was a "real favourite with every body, particularly with the owners, who are building a noble ship for him. This was to be and is ! his last voyage in the Albion. Professor Fisher to whom I gave letters to Mr I>. and Dr Brewster, and a parcel of books for Dr Brewster, occupied the same state room in which I came home. He dined in my company just before he sailed, and we talked of the no danger of the voy- age. I trust he was truly ready, however, to die. He was though under thirty, one of the most dis- tinguished mathematicians of the country. A very profound article of his, stands in Silliman's Journal of Science. It is upon music. * # # * So one is taken and another left — what another ! All the ships in port hung out their flags at half-mast, when the news arrived. You know the first Saturday night I was at sea, that terrific Saturday night you wrote me about, when I slept quietly in the gale ; we were within less than fifty miles of this spot, and I re- member hearing Captain Williams speak of the dan- gers of the sunken rocks at Old Kinsale, — the fatal, fated spot ! How often have I heard the Captain say that the ship ran so near the wind, that he could al- ways stand off a lee shore." August 28th, 1822. "Dr Beecher told me that some one from New- Haven was in Kinsale at the time of the shipwreck, to T 138 MEMOIRS OF whom the only cabin passenger saved from the Albion communicated these particulars. That Prof. Fisher was very much hurt by the first fall of the masts, and then went below and got into his birth — my birth ! and sat there with a compass in his hand. Mr O — being the last one who left the cabin, asked Mr Fisher if he did not intend to come upon deck ; he answered no. What a situation! In the cabin with a compass, marking which way the wind was dri- ving, for till the last they hoped the wind would come offshore and save them." MATTHIAS BRUEX. 139 CIIAPTEH X. For some months after his return at this time Mr Brucn appears to have had more dejection of heart, than at any former period. This probably arose, in part, from his not having exerted himself with all his vigour in his Master's business. There is no rest for the christian, especially in this age, but in benevolent action. God's demand is now so urgent for the ut- most efforts of his people in converting the world, that one can hardly hope to save his own soul, in any other way, than by seeldng to save the souls of others. We have seen how deeply he felt the require- ments of the Divine law, and the claims of redeeming love, and how vivid were his impressions of the holi- ness of God — and we may readily suppose that so enlightened and tender a spirit could not be at peace under the conscience of delinquency in meeting this demand. We mean, not that his faculties were idle in Christ's service, but that what would have satisfied a less gifted and less susceptible mind, fell for below his sense of obhgation; and that it was impossible he should be happy, except in a sphere in which his un- 140 MEMOIRS OF wonted and glowing energy might completely and succesfully exert itself. Having said thus much, it may be useful, without other arrangement than that which is furnished by dates, to give extracts from his letters at this peri- od. Doubtless his soul-searchings, will strike kindred chords in many hearts, and may be means of guid- ance or consolation to spirits tried as his was. Brighton House, July 4th, 1821. " My character is altering fast. I hope mending. Though I have little consolation in religious duties, I am more attentive to them than ever. The world is a blank and desolation to a degree it never was before. Even general literature is losing its enticing charm. Practical divinity I hope to make all my study, and it is even possible that the spirit of God may make me, unworthy, miserable, vile me, an able, and faithful, and useful minister of the new testament ! Pray for me my dear friend." Brighton House, August 7th, 1821. "J — W — dead ! I seem to have been treading on the edge of the invisible world since I came home, and the vanity of this brief scene of Hfe so fills my heart, that it is not easy to keep out the sentiment that there are few immortal mortal men, who should not rue the day that they were born. All the elastici- ty of life will be pressed out of me, if I get not more MATTHIAS nRUEN. HI christian consolation. J — W — irrecoverably dead !" "I never preach in the city without acute pain, caused perhaps partly by pride, but greatly by self- disappointment and conviction of inefficient labours. I would hide myself somewhere." Brighton House, October 20th, 1821. " Since I wrote last, I have been on a i)ilgrimage to A . The church where I was invited to preach is very large — a great proportion rich, worldly minded people. Their minister, about a year since was suspended and dismissed for the sin of intemper- ance. I have thought it possible if God intend me as a monument of everlasting displeasure, that I shall be carried there, and left to fall into atrocious crimes, as those have done who have preceded me in the service of the church in that place. A — , has been frightfully unfortunate in its ministers. — Two of different denominations, disgraced, were at the same time living there. It would have been better not to have crossed the ocean safe than to be reserved for the sad destiny of falling like a star and drawing a third part of heaven with me. God forbid. But most frequently more encouraging reflections present themselves. I lectured there in the evenings extempore, to a large audience, and the ancient christian women thanked me, and they at whose feet I should have sat, for knowledge of the scriptures, and for evangelical spirit, told mc how they were 142 MEMOIRS OF comforted, excited, encouraged. Oh, there is such a thing as divine help, even to such a worthless wretch as I. — But then, this falling away ! I preach the doc- trine that God pardons sins. If any other person were to tell me of the sort of repentance I feel, the strivings against iniquity which I find in my heart — yes, and God be thanked, the victories I sometimes have, I should speak peace to him, who had been, as I have been, the chief of sinners. % * * * Oh God of mercy— son of God so full of compas- sion stretch forth thy hand, and save me. 1 shall not pretend to describe the intense feeling of joy and fear with which I read your letter written im- mediately after my departure. 1 could go over all its particulars, and make a discourse out of each line. If I am not capable of making observations in your style, I feel all the force of it. When you express your wish that Owen* had explained how some are suffered to fall for God's glory, I suppose it should be that God is glorified as securing by these liiaowTig, a greater sum of happiness in his kingdom than could have been otherwise attained.f For at first view * On indwelling sin. t Bishop Hall in his contemplation on " Nathan and David," well illustrates the manner in which God glorifies himself by not interposing at once to hinder the greatest sins. " It might have pleased God as easily, to have sent Nathan to check David in his first purpose of sinning; so had his eyes been restrained, Bathsheba honest.and Uriah alive with honour: Now the wisdom of the Almighty knew how to win more glory, by the permission of so foul an evil, than by the prevention. Yea, he knew how by the permission of one sin, to prevent millions. IIow many thousands had sinned in a vain presumption on their own strength, if MATTHIAS nnuEN. 143 among men, certainly it is never for God's glory as a benevolent being, that his professed people fall. God's plan for saving sinners, the angels study with amazement * * * So you have changed your view of heaven. It should indeed be enough for us, that Christ is there. I have been exceedingly busy ever since my return home, and have at times some very bright visions of wearing out my frame in Christ's cause." Brighton House, November 23d, 1821. * ** The scenes I have lately gone through have given me a more perfect insight into my character, than I ever had before, and if it has taught me a thousand latent evils, it has also shown me that some things which I thought pecuHar or inherent, were onlyn^om- mon or accidental. I grew up with the notion that I was selfish, for when a child, I always wished to have the largest piece of cake, and never sacrificed a point in competition, without feeling the value of it. I find now that it is quite human nature, and like the rest of the world. Of late, I find myself far more ready to sacrifice my convenience or enjoyment than other peo- ple, taking them in the mass, and though I cannot tell whether it be not in some instances, pride balancing selfishness, I seldom ask what I would not give." David had not thus olTonded, how many thousands had despaired in the con- science of their own weakness, if these horrible sins had not received forgiveness. It isboppy for all times, that we have so holy a sinner, so sinful a penitent." Vol. I. p. 3.S0. Lond. 1808. 144 MEMOIRS OF Brighton House, March 15th, 1822. " In the midst of how many dangers do wc make our ordinary movements ! By an accident on board the steam boat in which I usually travel, several per- sons lost their lives in an instant the other day. Some afraid of steam boats, brave it in the stage and are upset. I have come to a fearlessness of these things. Oh that it were, as it is not, because always ready. I have every now and then, some forebodings that I shall go suddenly, just as I am ready to labour." This foreboding, after being allowed to labor seven years, was fulfilled, and this affecting circumstance renders the passage worthy of notice. Such anticipa- tions, the uncertainty of life, and the probability of his being hastily called out of this world, seem to me to have been more than usually constant on Mr Bruen's mind, as they recur continually in his letters. Yet no anticipation makes the king of terrors less than start- ling, when he comes suddenly, no preparation of mind renders the pang of separation less than bitter to those who have been united in the truest bonds of love. In the following extract there is a remarkable exhi- bition of that diffidence and tenderness of spirit which often were the cause of casting down his mind, when a less watchful and less zealous character would have been slumbering in self-satisfaction. It also exhibits that observance of the minuter leadings of providence which strongly indicates a docile child- like temper. MATTHIAS BRUEN. 145 New York, April 13th, 1822. ^' Since the first date on this paper, I have had a mental reverse, not a little afflictive, in the profound consciousness of total inability. One week labouring under a cold, I wrote two sermons, among the best I ever penned, in four days. The next week I could not hammer out one. I have long since felt my men- tal exercises to be distinctly under divine control, and to be had only so long as God pleases. In this case I took it for a providential indication of my duty for the following sabbath, and as the people at church have often expressed a desire to hear what sort of things my extemporaneous sermons are, I delivered a 1-ecture in the afternoon, without the least written pre- paration. It is not important to describe the hor- ror I suffered in walking to church, and in the pulpit, nor how near I came to fainting during the prepara- tory exercises. It is sufficient to say, that I rose and delivered a discourse of fifty minutes, with the utmost apparent composure. I was supported by the convic- tion that I had followed the conscientious dictate of my judgment, and cast myself on the mercy of God that he would make me the organ of his message, however he might be pleased to abase his woithless, wretched, seeming servant. My manner always im- proves in about the same proportion that my matter depreciates, and such is the prejudice against notes, that many good christians who had formerly held down 146 MEMOIRS OF their heads durmg the service and listened to doc- trines which they loved, as if it were an evil to be endured, now stretched up their necks in joy at the change." The Scottish prejudice against read sermons has been carried by their forefathers to the western shores of the Atlantic, and now it has, with many more valuable and more important sentiments, taken root and flourished in the new world. It is much to be lamented that even as a matter of taste, any em- phasis should be laid on the difference between read- ing and speaking from memory, — for after all, in hundreds of cases, that is the truth. It is not that a man is speaking as the spirit gives him at the moment, but that having a powerful memory, or good nerves and strong self-possession, he is reciting, what without these gifts he must have been obliged to read. Of the intellectual we may ask, is the sermon likely to be more correct or more tastefully delivered, that the preacher is obliged to run over in his mind's eye, paragraph after paragraph, as they present themselves in his manuscript, lest he invert them. Of the devout we may ask, whether a minister of the gospel will not be more profitably engaged studying his subject more profoundly, or praying that the spirit of God may send it to the hearts of his hearers, than by consuming time in committing his composition to memory. When long practice and the ease which it confers, combined with a heart filled with his subject, give a modest man MATTHIAS BRUEN. 147 courage, as was the case with Mr B. latterly, to preach with, or without notes as it suits him, then the circumstance is pleasing and most welcome; but a glance will suffice to convince us that to make recited preaching a reason for selecting a pastor, will often lead to the preference of boldness to humility ; or of a good case of nerves and a facile tongue, to the truth and wisdom of the gospel. Brighton House, April 26th, 1822. " There is another part of President Edwards' works to which I wish to turn your attention, as it gives a view of the state of religion in this country, which is most marvellous. It is his narrative of the revival of religion at Northampton, which was sent to Dr Watts and Dr Guyse, and his reflections upon such scenes as he witnessed. I know not how to ex- plain the fact, but the general course of things with us is quite different from that in "your most flourishing evangelical churches. Periods of unusual religious excitement arise every now and then, in which hundreds come forward to make their profes- sion. Thus, within the bounds of one Presbytery of twenty congregations, almost two thousand were added to the communion in one year. The spirit of conviction of sin, comes with a pungency I seldom heard of in England, and sometimes consolation is received in three or four days, and a permanent change evidenced by years of christian experience 148 MEMOIRS OP after it. Such scenes we have now in New York, where in one congregation, upwards of seventy joined the church at one time; in another, forty-six, &c. Mr Whelpley's church is now greatly revived, and many are under powerful exercises of conviction, and some rejoicing in hope. You will understand the whole matter, if you read what Edwards has written. The occasion of this change in the Wall street church, has been a day of fasting and prayer, which was ap- pointed in view of the desolations of Zion. They sent their Christian salutations and invitations to other churches, that they might join with them in this ob- servance and free will offering unto the Lord. On the day appointed, the church was filled to overflow, for six successive hours, without intermission. — The greater part who were there, we may hope the grace of conversion had taught to pray. The minis- ters in succession, gave a brief view of the state of religion in their respective churches, and prayed for an effusion of the Holy Spirit, — Such breathless solemn attention, I can scarcely hope again to see in my life, among so vast a multitude. When Mr Whelpley arose to address this assembly, in that unpremeditated manner, to which he was not used in the pulpit, there was in his whole aspect a bearing and significance, like that] of a man consciously in the presence of God. His look, was that of one worn out 'by early labour ,• the beamings of his countenance were those of a christian, who beheld the throbbings of many chris- MATTHIAS BRUEIV. 149 tian hearts. The very tones of liis voice, if he had spoken in an unknown tonguc,\vould have been intcnigible. lie presented to the audience, the desolations of that por- tion of the field of Zion which he cultivated. He be- sought them to regard the condition of that church, which, as a fruitful bough, had sent its branches over the wall, which were now bearing fruit all around, while at the root there was decay of moistness and verdure. The appeal was so instinct with energy and pathos, that aged men lifted up their voice and wept. This was one of the most solemn seasons I ever wit- nessed. A blessing has manifestly, and immediately followed. Those pastors are blessed who look well to their own souls, and who forget all other subjects and studies, in pursuing the one great matter, the wisdom of V^inning souls. It is not of him that willeth, nor of him that runneth, but this means is obviously blessed, not by might nor by power, but by my Spirit saith the Lord." May 14th, 1822. " There is a work of grace going on in the Wall street church. I believe I told you of the interest- ing exercises on a day of fasting and humihation, appointed by one of the churches, and of Mr Whelpley's affecting appeal there. That appeal was answered with the prayers of faith, and the prayers of faith answered with a revival of religion in his church, which had been for years in a condition of criminal apathy. They kept for themselves, a day 150 MEMOIRS OF of fasting and prayer, and many souls were the fruit of this time of refreshing from the Lord. The next sabbath, I had preached in Murray street, all day, but I went and lectured for him in the evening, and with very littb previous thought, took for the text, "My spirit shall not always strive with man." I showed that as no one but an atheist doubts that we hold the life in our pulse, only as long as the creator pleases, and our senses so long as the great source of intellect gives them; so the sovereignty of God's opera- tions in the economy of salvation, is equally unde- niable, and the term of our trial fixed only by his good pleasure. I shewed what are the strivings of the Spirit, how all men have them, how at especial sea- sons they are more powerful, how they are resisted, and how we often run out our period of grace, before our natural lives are ended. I shewed that many liv- ing men were as pillars of salt under the best outward influences of heaven, having before been tender of conscience and evidently called by the Spirit; and though they might not die for many years, the present movement of conscience being resisted, perhaps it was the last God might grant. I therefore implored them instantly to open their hearts to the message of peace. Mr W. then gave notice of the meeting each week, for those under conviction, and invited them solemnly and affectionately to attend. Having told them that only ten had come to talk with him of their eternal interest, while in other churches sixty, seventy, or a MATTHIAS nRUEN. 151 hundred, had come in similar circumstances, he turned to mc to pronounce the blessing. As the people stood up, it was my impulse to add that each one in the assembly knew as well as if an angel were to point him out by name, whether or not he was called upon now to come forward, and avow that he would seek salvation. That consciousness was a sense given by the Spirit and a part of his striving. I defied them to resist it without the infinite peril that it was the last feeling they should ever have on the subject. The matter was between their consciences and God. Mr W. tells me of some who speak of the impressions of that exhortation of mine, in which I cannot doubt that I was divinely assisted. Is it not all but incredible, that such a creature as I should be divinely assisted? But Balaam prophecied by the Spirit of God, and .Tudas spoke when the Lord sent His disciples two and two to preach the gospel in Judea." Though the tidings of the birth of souls are always affecting, and the description of the actings of the Spirit of God upon human spirits solemnly interesting; yet in the United States, where such times of refresh- ing from the Lord on whole congregations are not uncommon, the above little account may seem un- necessarily prolix. It will not readily be conceived by american christians, with what a mingling of won- der and fear and mistrust, such new things have been received in Great Britain, even by persons of affec- tionate piety. The dread of enthusiasm, of that mu- 152 MEMOIRS or lual excitement which is of man and not of God, the dread of that passing emotion which is not true re- pentance, nor true faith, but the w^ork of human sym- pathy, has led many to receive with coldness and mistrust, such glad news, as, if they could have be- lieved it, would have made their hearts sing for joy. It is only after long years of observation, and of mi- nute information of the consistent christian walk of hundreds who made their first profession during periods of revival, that the faithful of the old country have been able to comprehend that the Spirit of God is not bound, but acts according to His holy pleasure, in this country after this manner, and in that coun- try after that manner ; and that his diversity of deal- ing with different countries is not more incredible than the different modes in which He first operates upon different souls. Now, however, it is delightful to find British christians regarding each other, and saying, " Why have we no revivals, like our brethren in America? Why are our souls gathered in here one, and there one, not by pungent convictions, not by lively faith, leading from sorrow to joy; — but by slow processes of reasoning, by measured and tardy closing with the Saviour, as if the soul were in no jeopardy, and as if it made no difference to real hap- piness, whether we became christians now or ten years hence." The answer which suggests itself to many minds now is, because w^e do not expect such things, we do not pray for them, we should almost be MATTHIAS BRTlEy. 153 lerrifiecl if they were bestowed on us, and the Lord himself hath said, " according to your faitli be it unt