him alone; only continue praying to the Lord for him; he will, in the course of his studies, discover his error."

But Monica, with floods of tears, persisted in her request. At lost, a little out of temper, on account of her importunity, he exclaimed, "Begone, good woman; it is impossible a child of such tears should perish." And the result proved that the bishop was correct, though not till after the anxious mother had waited in mingled anxlety and hope for many years.

She had followed her son to Rome, on hearing of his illness, and remained there with him afterwards. They were conversing one evening on holy subjects: the world appeared of no value to either. Monica said, "Son, what I should do here, and why I am here, I know not; the hope of this life is now quite spent. One thing only, your conversion, was an object for which I wished to live. My God has given me this in a large measure. What do I here?" Five days after this she was seized with a fever. Some one lamented that she was about to die in a foreign land— she had fbrmcrly been troubled about it. *<Nothing," said she, *^s far fh>m God* and I do not fbar that he will not know where to find me at the resurrection." She died on the ninth day of her illness, in the flfty-slxth year of her age.

WiPB of Mlthridates the Great, was a native of Salonica. Her husband loved her devotedly, but when he was defeated by Lucnllas, he caused her and all his other wives to be put to death, lest they should fall into the hands of the enemy. Some years after, Mlthridates was killed at bis own request, to avoid a similar fate. B.C. 64.

Was the daughter of Lord Molesworth, an Irish nobleman, and wifb of George Monk, Esq. By her omtu unassisted efforts she learned the Spanish, Itallan, and Latin languages, and the art of poetry. Her poonis were not published till after her death, when they were printed under the title of "Marinda; Poems and Translations on several occasions." These writings are said to show the true spirit of poetry, and much delicacy and correctness of thought and expression. They were all written while occupied with the care of a large family, and without any assistance, excepting that of a good library.

Mrs. Mon was a lady of exemplary character, and greatly beloved by all who knew her. She died at Bath, in 1715.

Dauqhtbr of Matthew Robinson, of Horton, Kent, was a lady of ffieat natural abilities wtiich were mnch iroproved undo the tnitton of Dr. Oonyers Middleton. About 1742, she mairied Edward Montagu, of Allesthorpe, Yorkshire, son of Chaiks, fifth son of the first Earl of Sandwich. Bv him she had one son, who died ia his infiincy. She devoted herwlf to litenonre, and fbrmed a ttteimry club« called the Blue Stockini; Club, fWMn a tittle incideat Uiat ocearred tbcfx and t$ thus expljuaed by Madame D*Art»lay: "These parties were originaUy insulated at Bath, and owed thdr MBM to an apokcy made )]^ Mr. SoUiqgfleec, ia declining to