ONE OF your correspondents recently alluded to Rev. Morgan Edwards, whose labors as an evangelist have been blest at Chicago, and many other places in the North-west. I have a fact concerning that excellent but eccentric brother, which perhaps may interest your readers; and as I received the particulars from his own lips, there can be no doubt of its correctness. In the year 1837, Mr. Edwards was an officer of a brig then lying in New York harbor. A tract distributor coming aboard, handed him a tract. He received it very ungraciously, cursing the man to his face, asking him what wages he received, and telling him that he might be in better business. The distributor mildly expostulated with him, and besought him to put the tract in his pocket, and when he should be at leisure, to give it a careful reading. Impressed by the earnest manner and tearful eye of the speaker, he put it into his pocket. While at sea, some time after, finding the tract, he read it. Its very title, "My Spirit shall not always strive," went like an arrow to its heart. During the remainder of the voyage he was in great agony lest the Holy Spirit might leave him before his peace was made with God. Nor did he find peace till he believed in Christ. After his conversion, his efforts were blessed to the hopeful conversion of several sailors before he abandoned the sea. I have now in my possession that little tract—the identical ink and paper; and when I think of the trains of blessing and salvation, never to end, which have been started by its feeble instrumentality, I thank God for tracts and tract distribution. None but God can measure the influence of one tract.—N. Y. Rec.