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Cochin China, the place to which our travel-
lers were now directing their course, had been
visited by them on their passage to Bombay,
but their stay had been then too limited to
allow them accurately to inspect it. It is the
chief city of a district, as we have already men-
tioned, on the western coast, and belonging to
a native prince or rajah, who is under the pro-
tection of the British. It is built in the form of
a semicircle, on a small island, which stands at
the mouth of the Gali Coylang river. The
streets are wide and commodious, and the style
of the buildings so like that of the Dutch, that,
were it not for the oriental costume of its inha-
bitants, and the vegetation about it, a stranger
might suppose himself in a town in Flanders.
The harbour is on the north-east side of the
town, and though the approach to it is difficult,
owing to the bar which the river makes, and
which can be passed only at high water, it is a
place of much commerce ; exchanging its com-
modities with the whole coast of India, Arabia,
Persia, China, and Bengal. This part of the
Malabar coast is much visited by sharks, for as
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Captain Blisset and William walked over the
green which adjoins the town, they saw a large
collection of the fins and tail of this fish, ex-
posed to the sun to dry, and which they were
told was intended for the China market.
In the course of their stay at Cochin, it was
observed by our travellers that scarcely one of
the natives had his legs equally paired. This
is owing to a swelling to which they are subject,
which commences at the knee, and descends
to the ankle, but does not hinder them from
walking about as well as if both were per-
fect ; some impute it to the water, and others
to the fish diet, which they principally use ;
such a limb is known throughout India by
the name of a Cochin leg. — Travels in Asia.
Without genius, and with no great share of
what, in a modified sense, is termed ability,
James Lackington, the bookseller, has yet con-
trived to write his autobiography to be read and
remembered. The account he gives of himself
shows nothing of the struggles of latent talent
seeking to distinguish itself — no deep aspira-
tions of heart and mind after what we may term
heroic greatness — none of that burning sense
of immortal powers, kept down and crushed by
circumstances of poverty and obscurity, which
gives such soul-stirring interest to the early
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confessions of those who have subsequently-
risen to great literary distinction, and proved an
honour to the country that gave them birth.
The autobiography of Lackington illustrates
little more than the desperate and deadly strug-
gle of a man, surrounded by obstacles appa-
rently insurmountable, for the means of exist-
ence ; and prove subsequently how much in a
worldly sense may be achieved by economy,
hope, and that plodding industry which scarcely
ever ceases, and never tires. In this view, the
Life of James Lackington Js practically and
highly useful. It reads a lesson about the com-
mon world, and the way of succeeding in it, by
which every man, without exception, and the
young in particular, may profit much.
Lackington wrote, as we have observed, his
own memoirs. After stating that he was born
at Wellington, in Shropshire, in 1746, and
having detailed at some length the diificulties
of , his mother in obtaining support for eleven,
children, which she was obliged to do almost
single handed, in consequence of the dissolute
habits of her husband, (,a journeyman shoe-
maker,) the author proceeds to speak of himself.
His schooling, which was on a very small scale,
and, according to the old-fashioned system, and
his mischievous propensities when a boy, next
occupy his pen.
At fourteen years of age he was bound an
apprentice to a Mr. Bowden, of Taunton, a man
in the same business as young Lackington's
father. And the space of seven years did he
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devote in acquiring the practice and secrets of
the " gentle craft." At fifteen he appears to
have been seized with a kind of phrensy for the
study of theology, in consequence of having at-
tended the discourses of a Methodist preacher.
In his own words, " a religious fervour over-
spread my mind and engrossed all my faculties."
This, however, had one good effect — it led me
to the study of the Bible.
" In the fourth year of my apprenticeship,"
says he, " my master died, but as 1 had been
bound to my mistress as well as my master, I
was, of course, an apprentice still ; but after my
master's death I obtained more liberty of con-
science, so that I not only went to hear the
Methodists, but was admitted into their society,
and I believe they never had a more devout
member. For several years I regularly attend-
ed every sermon and all their meetings ; but
alas! my good feelings at length suffered in-
A general election took place at Taunton ;
six months of young Lackington's time were
bought out in order to give him a vote, and,
although he refused direct bribes, he ate and
drank at the cost of the candidates, and mingled
in scenes of riot and dissipation, amid which
he adds :
" I had nearly sunk for ever into meanness,
obscurity, and vice ; for when the election was
over, I had no longer open houses to eat and
drink in at free cost; and having refused bribes,
I was nearly out of cash. I began the world
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with an unsuspecting heart, and was tricked out
of about three pounds (every shilling I was
possessed of) and part of my clothes, by some
country sharpers. Having one coat and two
waistcoats left, I lent my best waistcoat to an
acquaintance, who left the town and forgot to
However, he continued to work hard at his
trade, and in various towns, Bristol included.
" I had not long resided a second time with
my good Bristol friends, before I renewed
my correspondence with an amiable young
woman, whom I had formerly known, named
Nancy Smith. I informed her that my attach-
ment to books, together with travelling from
place to place, and also my total disregard for
money, had prevented me from saving any, and
that, while I remained in a single unsettled
state, I was never likely to accumulate it. I
also pressed her very much to come to Bristol
to be married, which she soon complied with ;
and married we were, at St. Peter's Church, to-
ward the end of the year 1770, nearly seven years
after my first declaring my attachment to her.
" We kept our wedding at the house of my
friends, the Messrs. Jones, and retired to ready
furnished lodgings, which we had before pro-
vided, at half a crown per week. Our finances
were but just sufficient to pay the expenses of
the day ; for the next morning, in searching our
pockets, (which we did not do in a careless
manner,) we discovered that we had but one
halfpenny to begin the world with.
"We made four shillings and sixpence per
week to pay for the whole of what we con-
sumed in eating and drinking. Strong beer we
had none, and instead of tea, or rather coffee,
we toasted a piece of bread ; at other times we
fried some wheat, which, when boiled in water,
made a tolerable substitute for coffee ; and as
to animal food, we made use of but little, and
that little we boiled and made broth of. But
we were quite contented, and never wished for
any thing that we had not got.
" Unfortunately, our health failed under these
circumstances, and we were both together taken
so ill as to be confined to our bed ; but the good
woman of the house, our landlady, came to our
room and did a few trifles for us.
" I recovered without the help of medicine ;
but my wife continued ill nearly six months,
and was confined to her bed the greatest part
of the time."
His wife after a time recovered, and we next
find them in London.
Lackington, during all these years of trial,
had sought some consolation in books. He ap-
pears from youth to have had a particular love
for literary recreations amid starvation and
trouble, and to have searched the old book-
stalls of his neighbourhood, in hopes of picking
up some printed relic to console him in those
deplorable days when he and his wife took
roasted bread instead of coflfee.
In 1774 he set up shop in Featherstone-
street, his stock consisting of " a bag full of old
books, chiefly on divinity, and some old scraps
of leather, worth together about five pounds.
" I lived in this street six months, and in
that time increased my stock from five pounds
to twenty-five pounds. This immense stock I
deemed too valuable to be buried in Feather-
stone-street, and a shop and parlour being to
let in Chisewell-street, No. 46, I took them.
This was at that time, and for fourteen years
afterward, a very dull and obscure situation, as
few ever passed through it besides Spitalfield's
weavers on hanging days, proceeding toward
Tyburn ; but still it was much better adapted
for business than Featherstone-street. A few
weeks after I came to this street, I bade a final
adieu to the gentle craft, and converted my little
stock of leather and tools into books."
In 1775 his wife died: an event at which
Mr. Lackington expressed himself "involved
in the deepest distress." It was not so deep,
nevertheless, as to prevent his very soon look-
ing out for another. This was a young woman
of the neighbourhood who kept a school, and
had kindly attended his first wife in her illness.
" I embraced the first opportunity to make
her acquainted with my mind, and being no
strangers to each other, there was no need of a
formal courtship ; so I prevailed on her to be
my wife, and we were married on the 30th of
From this time we went on prospering. In
1784 his shop contained thirty thousand
volumes. He then lived in a superior style,
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having a country house, and a chariot to take
him to town. In 1792 his profits amounted to
five thousand pounds. Six years later he re-
tired into Gloucestershire, leaving his business
to a relation ; but subsequently he went to re-
side in Alverstone. Some twenty or thirty
years he had abandoned the Methodist connec-
tion, and spoke very harshly of that body in his
In his retirement he repented of this pro-
ceeding ; and again joined that persuasion ;
besides building and endowing various chapels.
He died at Budleigh, SuUerton, in Devonshire,
on the 22d November, 1815, aged 70 years.
TRIFLES MAKE PERFECTION.
"A friend called on M. Angelo, who was
finishing a statue. Some time after, he. called
again. The sculptor was still at his work. His
friend, looking at the picture, exclaimed, ' Have
you been idle since I saw you last V ' By no
means,' replied the sculptor. ' I have retouched
this part, and polished that ; I have softened
this feature, and brought out this muscle ; I have
given more expression to this lip, and more en-
ergy to this limb.' ' Well, well,' said his friend,
' but all these are trifles.' ' It may be so,' re-
plied Angelo, ' but recollect that trifles make
perfection, and that perfection is no trifle."* -
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My chaise the village inn did gain
Just as the setting sun's last ray
Tipp'd with refulgent gold the vane
Of the old church across the way.
Across the way I silent sped,
The time \ill supper to beguile,
In moralizing o'er the dead
That moulder'd round the ancient pile.
There many an humble green grave show'd
Where want, and pain, and toil did rest :
And many a flattering stone I view'd,
O'er those who once had wealth possess'd.
A faded beech its shadow brown
Threw o'er a grave where sorrow slept ;
On which, though scarce with grass o'ergrown
Two ragged children sat and wept.
A piece of bread between them lay,
Whfch neither seem'd inclined to take ;
And yet they seem'd so much a prey
To want, it caused my heart to ache.
My little children, let me know
Why you in such distress appear ;
And why you wasteful from you throw
That bread which many a heart would cheer?
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The little boy, in accents sweet,
Replied, while tears each other chased,
" Lady, we Ve not enough to eat ;
And if we had, we would not waste.
But sister Mary 's naughty grown,
And will not eat, whate'er I say ;
Though sure I am, the bread 's her own.
And she has tasted none to-day."
" Indeed," the wan starved Mary said, .
" Till Henry eats I'll eat no more ;
For yesterday I gofe some bread —
He's had none since the day before."
My heart did swell, my bosom heave,
I felt as though deprived of speech
I silent sat upon the grave.
And press'd the clay-cold hand of each.
With looks that told a tale of wo.
With looks that spoke a grateful heart.
The shivering boy did near me draw.
And thus their tale of wo impart.
" Before my father went away.
Enticed by bad men o'er the sea,
Sister and I did naught but play,
We lived beside yon great ash tree.
But then poor mother did so cry.
And look'd so changed, I cannot tell ;
And told us that she soon should die,
And bade us love each other well.
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She said, that when the war was o'er
Perhaps we might our father see ;
But if we never saw him more,
That God our Father then would be.
She kiss'd us both, and then she died,
And we no more a mother have ;
Here many a day we 've sat and cried
Together, on poor mother's grave.
But when my father came not here,
I thought, if we could find the sea.
We should be sure to meet him there,
And once again might happy be.
We, hand in hand, went many a mile,
And ask'd our way of all we met,
And some did sigh, and some did smile,
And we of some did victuals get.
But when we reach'd the sea, and found
'Twas one great water round us spread,
We thought that father must be drown'd.
And cried, and wish'd we both were dead.
So we return'd to mother's grave,
And only long'd with her to be ;
For Goody, when this bread she gave,
Said, father died beyond the sea.
Then since no parents have we here,
We '11 go and seek for God around.
Lady, pray can you tell us where
That God our Father mav be found ?
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He lives in heaven, our mother said,
And Goody says, that mother's there,
So, if she knows we want his aid,
I think, perhaps, she '11 send him here."
I clasp'd the prattlers to my breast,
And cried, " Come both, and live with me ,
I 'U clothe you, feed you, give you rest,
And will a second mother be.
And God will be your father still,
'Twas he in mercy sent me here
To teach you to obey his will.
Your steps to guide, your hearts to cheer."
I 've stood to gaze on the sunset hill
When the winds were hush'd and the waves
were still ;
As the sun sank slowly down the west,
I thought of the good man dropping to rest
When his race is run — he yields Ms breath,
And softly sinks in the slumber of death.
When I gazed on the gorgeous western sky
I thought of those blissful bowers on high
Whose brightness, blessedness serene.
Ear hath not heard — eye hath not seen.
When I saw the golden glories die,
I thought on life's uncertainty.
And as night came on in her ebon gloom,
O ! I thought of the dark and the dreamless tomb,
How soon man's fairest prospects flee,
The curtain drops — " and where is he ?"
The ichneumon is of the weasel kind, with a
longer and narrower body than the cat. The
ordinary colour of its coat is chestnut-brown
and fawn, the nose and paws deep chestnut
or black. It is about eighteen inches long,
exclusive of the tail. The eyes are of a bright
red : the ears small and rounded : the nose
long, slender, and pointed. The legs are short,
and each of its feet has five toes. Its tail is
very long ; its teeth and tongue much like those
of a cat. It is a very cleanly animal, very
brisk and nimble, and of great courage ; being
neither frightened by the anger of the dog, the
malice of the cat, nor even dreading the bite of
the serpent. It is quite inoffensive to mankind,
being kept tame in Egypt, and running about
the house, playing tricks like a spaniel. It may
easily be tamed, and is then more affectionate
and obedient than a cat, and more useful in de-
stroying rats and mice. It is a great enemy to
poultry ; and will often feign itself dead until
the prey comes within reach, when it suddenly
leaps upon it.
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When wild it cannot overtake any nimble
animal, but it makes up for this defect by assi-
duity. The legs being short, it is not much
seen ; yet it has a way of concealing itself still
more, by crawling with its belly close to the
ground. But on the least noise it starts up
erect upon the hinder legs. If the noise is
made by any reptile, bird, or small beast, it
observes whereabouts it is, places its nose
directly in a line with it, and begins cautiously
to move toward it. It often stops to hear, or
look forward, and knows exactly where the
creature is. When within about five feet it stops.
Nature, which has denied it speed, has given it
strength to leap beyond most other creatures.
Having taken good aim, it leaps from the place,
and falls directly upon the prey.
Thus he deals with beasts and birds ; but to
serpents he gives chase, and, to avoid their bite,
always seizes them l)y the neck. If at any
time it should be bitten by the serpent, as soon
as it begins to feel the effects of their venom it
goes immediately in search of antidotes ; parti-
cularly a root that the Indians call by its name,
and which they say is one of the most powerful
antidotes in nature against the poison of the
viper. It not only kills serpents, but feeds upon
their eggs. It sucks the eggs and kills the
young of the crocodile, when the latter are
scarcely out of their shell. In a wild state they
swim and dive in the fnanner of the otter, con-
tinuing beneath the water for a great length of
time, and supporting themselves by fishing.
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Gesnes tells us, the ichneumon hunts after
and destroys the serpents' eggs with great dili-
gence. How mercifully has God given this
animal in such countries as Egypt, where ser-
pents, particularly the terrible crocodile, abound,
and which, without some arrangement of his
providence to lessen their numbers, would be
so overrun with them as to be uninhabitable.
From the Lutheran Observer.
CURIOUS FRAGMENTS FROM THE GERMAN.
UNSHAKEN CONFIDENCE IN GOD EXEMPLIFIED.
Taulerus gives us an account of a certain
divine who was engaged for eight years in un-
ceasing supplication to God, that he would
direct him to some person who could show
him the way to heaven. At length he heard a
voice which bade him go to the church, and there
he would find a man at the church door who
would give him the long asked-for direction.
When he came to the church door, he there
saw a poor miserably looking beggar with torn
clothes and a haggard countenance. He saluted
the beggar with these words : " God send thee
a happy morning."
The beggar replied, " I do not remember of
ever having had an unhappy morning."
" Well," says the divine, " I hope God may
bestow upon you much joy ; what do you say
to that ?"
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The beggar replied, " 1 have never had any
The divine knew not what to say, but at
length requested the beggar to explain himself.
" That I will cheerfully do," says the beggar.
" In the first place," says he, " you wished
me a happy morning. I replied, I never ex-
perienced an unhappy one, and this is actually
a fact : for when 1 am hungry (which is often
the case) I praise the Lord ; — when the bleak
storms of the north bend upon my thinly clad
body, I praise the Lord ; — when the rain de-
scends in torrents, and the snow falls rapidly —
when the thunders roll tremendously in the hea-
vens — when the vivid lightning blazes from
the clouds — and, in short, let the weather be
what it will, I always praise the Lord ; and
this is the reason why I have never seen an
unhappy morning !
" In the second place, you wished that God
might bestow upon me much joy. I replied to
that, that I never had any sorrow, and that too
is certainly true ; for I know how to confide in
God, and I know too that every thing he does
is right. Whatever, therefore, God suffers to
befall me, be it sweet or bitter, joy or sorrow,
adversity or prosperity, I consider it all for the
best — all things shall work together for good
to them that love God."
Unjust resentment is always the fiercest.
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THE THREE ROMAN LADIES.
If our modern matrons would look with more
intensity and^vith greater self-reliance on their
own powers, and their own sources of happi-
ness — if they would live with greater desires
for the enlargement of and perfection of that
holy nature of the soul which is oftentimes
like an unopened bud, they would be like, not
the renowned Roman matron Cornelia, but the
latter of those ladies mentioned in the annexed
Three Roman ladies being met, whereof
Cornelia, great Scipio's daughter, was one, the
other two were of Campania, but lived in Rome,
there fell out a contest between them, which
of them had and kept the rarest and richest
jewels. The day was appointed to visit one
another. Coming to the first, she showed her
diamonds, carbuncles, gold bracelets, ear-rings,
collars, and coronets of rubies and precious
stones, set in gold, together with her rich and
various attires and perfumes ; and these are all
mine, says she. So coming to Cornelia's house
she showed them her children at their books,
with their schoolmaster, and here are mine,
says she. But going from thence to the third
lady, she showed them a large room full of poor
men's children, while she kept her own in good
order and industry ; and here you see mine ; I
will not lose them nor change them, for all
yours, said she : and the truth is, she deserved
the praise and honour, for relieving so many
poor orphans. — Hartford Pearl.
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FACTS ON LONDON.
London is one of the largest and ricliest cities
in the world, occupying a surface of thirty-two
square miles, thickly planted with houses,
mostly three, four, and five stories high ; it
contained, in 1831, a population of 1,471,941.
It consists of London city, Westminster city,
Finsbury, Marylebone, Tower Hamlets, South-
wark, and Lambeth districts. In the year be-
fore last there entered the port of London 3,786
British ships, 1,280 foreign ships ; 2,669 were
registered as belonging to it, with 32,786 seamen.
The London docks cover 20 acres. The two
West India docks cover 51 acres ; St. Catha-
rine's dock covers 24 acres. There are gene-
rally about 5,000 vessels and 3,000 boats in the
river, employing 8,000 watermen and 4,000
labourers. London pays about one-third of the
window duty. In England the number of houses
assessed are about 120,000, rated at upward of
five millions sterling ; about one-third are not
assessed. The house rents are probably seven
or eight millions, including taverns, hotels, and
public houses. The retailers of spirits and
beer are upward of 10,000 ; while the dealers
in the staff of life are somewhere about a fourth
of this number. Numbering all the courts,
alleys, streets, lanes, places, and rows, they
amount to upward of 10,000.
London Trades and Professions. — 4,700 pub-
lic houses, 3,000 tailors, 2,800 boot and shoe
makers, 2,500 attorneys, 2,000 bakers, 1,700
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butchers, 1,600 schools, 1,600 apothecaries,
1,600 green grocers, 1,100 barristers, 1,000
ciieesemongers, 1,000 coal merchants, 490
pawnbrokers, 450 fishmongers, 400 confection-
m%, and 250 physicians.
Men stand in groups about the doors, and in
the yards of the church, talking often about
what they should not, gazing at every passing
object, and plainly entertaining themselves in a
manner unbecoming the Sabbath and the sanc-
tuary. Such persons are unfitting themselves
for the devotional exercises in which they are
in a few moments to engage ; they embarrass
others and injure the church where they attend.
The modest female shrinks from their ungenteel
gaze, and, perhaps, seeks to worship where she
can have an unmolested entrance into the Lord's
house. How much more becoming and profit-
able, did such persons enter the sanctuary as
they come to it, go each one reverently to his
own seat, aiid there employ his moments
before pubHc service in reading the Bible, in
reflection and prayer — prayer for himself, for
the minister, and for the whole congregation !
" Keep thy foot when thou goest to the house
of God, and be more ready to hear than to give
the sacrifice of fools, for they consider not that
they, do evil."
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Perseverance is one of the surest ways of suc-
cess in any thing that we may undertake. That
man will never be rich who begins an employ-
ment, but soon becomes discouraged, and so
changes from one occupation to another, with-
out continuing in any one long enough to give
it a fair trial. The boy will never get his lesson,
or become a wise man, who stops at every diffi-
culty, in despair, instead of trying and per-
severing, until he overcomes them all. Men
have become great astronomers, painters, chy-
mists, or whatever else they have been eminent
in, by long, patient toil. They did not allow
difficulties to discourage them. On the con-
trary, the greater the difficulties, the more ear-
nestly were they determined to keep at their
work. It is because they have done hard
things that they have become so celebrated ;
and they learned to do them by trying and
Youth should acquire this habit in the very
beginning of their lives ; for it is a habit, and
one that is easily gained. Make up your mind
to study out the difficulties of your lessons, and
when you have thought, and tried, and laboured,
till you are ready to throw away your books, or
paper, or slate with impatience, try it again,
and if you do not accomplish it — try once more.
The pleasure of doing things by ourselves, or
finding out things by ourselves, is in proportion
to the trouble they have given us.
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Apply this advice to your character as well
as to your mind. Persevere in your resolutions
to conquer bad habits, and to form good ones ;
to avoid evil company, and to do that which is
right ; to keep from sinful and silty words, and
to speak the truth, and to say nothing that is
not proper. In all your attempts to persevere
in what is right, you should remember that God
alone can make them successful, and therefore
forget not to look to him, while you use the
strength he gives you. With this understand-
ing, let me advise you to learn the following
lines, and to recollect them whenever you are
disposed to give up in despair.
'Tis a lesson you should heed,
Try again, try again ;
If at first you don't succeed,
Try again, try again ;
Then your courage should appear,
For, if you will persevere.
You will conquer, never fear —
Try again, try again.
Once, or twice, though you should fail,
Try again, try again ;
If you would at last prevail.
Try again, tiy again ;
If we strive, 'tis- no disgrace
Though we may not win the race ;
What should you do in the case ?
Try again, try again.
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If you find your task is hard,
Try again, try again ;
Time will bring you your reward,
Try again, try again ;
All that other folks can do,
Why, with patience, should not you?
Only keep this rule in view.
Try again, try again.
Norway. — The peasantry live on bread and
gruel, both prepared of oat meal, with an occa-
sional intermixture of dried fish. Meat is a
luxury they rarely enjoy.
Sweden. — The dress of the peasantry is pre-
scribed by law. Their food consists of hard
bread, fish, and gruel, without meat.
Russia. — The nobles own all the land in the
empire, and the peasantry who reside upon it
are transferred with the estates. A great
majority have only cottages, one portion of
which is occupied by the family, while the
other is appropriated to domestic animals.
Few, if any, have beds, but sleep upon hard
boards, or upon parts of immense stoves, by
which their houses are warmed. Their food
consists of black bread, cabbage, and other
vegetables, without the addition of butter.
Poland. — A recent traveller says, " I have
travelled in every direction, and never saw a
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wheaten loaf to the eastward of the Rhine, in
any part of North Germany, Poland, or Den-
mark." The common food of the peasantry of
Poland — the " working men" — is cabbage and
potatoes ; sometimes, but not generally, peas,
black bread, and soup, or rather gruel, without
the addition of butter or meat.
Austria. — The nobles are the proprietors of
the land, and the peasants are compelled to
work for their masters during the day, except
Hungary. — The nobles own the land, do not
work, pay no taxes. The labouring classes are
obliged to repair all highways and bridges, are
iiable at all times to have soldiers quartered
upon them, and are compelled to pay one-tenth
of the produce of their labour to the church, and
one-ninth to the lord whose land they occupy.
Moral ballast that often prevents our cap-
sizing. Where we have much to carry, God
rarely fails to fit the back to the burden ;
where we have nothing to bear, we can sel-
dom bear ourselves. The burdened vessel
may be slow in reaching the destined port;
but the vessel without ballast becomes so
completely the sport of the winds and waves,
that there is danger of her reaching it at all.
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THE BLIND ORPHAN.
Elizabeth Queen was left by her mother,
when only seven weeks old, to the care of an
aged woman with whom she lodged, in the
neighbourhood of Chatham. Instead of return-
ing in an hour, as she promised, she was never
again heard of. The poor woman became so
attached to the helpless infant, that she de-
termined not to part with her. At an early age
she sent her to a Sunday school, because she
could not afford to procure any other instruction
for her. Elizabeth soon learned to read re-
markably well, and, by the teaching of the Holy
Spirit, was made wise unto salvation.
When she was about thirteen years old she
was seized with illness, and entirely lost her
sight ; then, indeed, appeared the value of her
instruction in the Sabbath school. It had been
her delight to commit large portions of the Holy
Scripture to memory, and never will those who
visited her forget the interesting manner in
which she used to repeat whole chapters. She
had learned a great many psalms, several chap-
ters in Isaiah and the New Testament; indeed,
nearly, if not the whole, of the gospel of St.
John. She said she had always learned those
parts she had found most precious ; and she saw
and acknowledged the goodness of God in thus
disposing her, while she had her sight. She
also delighted in repeating and singing hymns.
When in health the aged woman had em-
ployed herself in the fields to procure daily
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bread ; but now tbey were in great poverty, so
much so that at length they were removed to
the poor house. It was thought advisable to
take her to London, and have an attempt made
to restore her sight : the operation was per-
formed, and she exclaimed with delight, " I can
see ;" but darkness again returned. Her strength
rapidly declined ; and, before her friends knew
of her return to Chatham, her heavenly Friend
removed her from the parish poor-house, to
dwell in a mansion above, prepared for her by
the Saviour whom she early sought and found.
The poor woman who acted toward her a
mother's part died soon after, at the age of
SABBATH-BREAKING MAKES INFIDELS.
Many in this nation are rapidly becoming in-
fidels, and why ? Not because infidelity makes
Sabbath-breakers ; for men must first cast away
all reverence for that day, before they can dis-
believe the Bible, ridicule its truths, aud con-
demn its author. All those who habitually
trample on this institution must, from self-
respect, or love of consistency, profess to dis-
believe in the claims of those precepts which
condemn them. . Therefore, having learned,
by national sanction, and individual and state
examples, to desecrate God's holy day, they fly
to infidelity, in self-justification, waxing worse
and worse ; and contaminating almost every
thing that comes within their reach.
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Should it be asked, Who are becoming infi-
dels ? the answer is ready — stagemen, boatmen,
carmen, post-masters and their clerks, custom-
house officers, toll-gatherers, forwarding mer-
chants, innkeepers, their families and domestics,
porters, barbers, milkmen, and others, who, by
any means, or in any way, violate this day^ —
they, to appear consistent, must say there is no
law by which we are obliged to suspend our
labour one-seventh part of the time.
THE SABBATH 4 DEFENCE.
Among the. prairies of the west are frequently
found large enclosures. A man owning many
hundred acres of them, if a good, industrious,
and wise manager, does his utmost to surround
them all with a good and substantial fence ;
such a one as shall ensure the protection of all
his crops from any thing without it. And within
this large enclosure are a number of smaller
ones, all of which are guarded by a temporary
fence, or something known to be insufficient
against any thing without : but, under his watch
and care, the animals within can be kept from
destroying his crops. But his great dependance
is upon the large fence. If this be broken down,
all his hopes are gone, unless it can immediately
be repaired. He knows too much to set him-
self about guarding or repairing the smaller
fences, to the neglect of 'the larger, but without
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delay clears his fields of all animals from
without, and never rests mitil his principal de-
pendance is made perfectly secure.
Now apply this to the Sabbath, which, like
the outward fence, is the safeguard against all
encroachments upon the Christian religion.
Your Bible, tract, missionary, and other bene-
volent societies are like the insufficient fences
within. Without the Sabbath all these socie-
ties will unavoidably fail. Not one of them
can be made of much use while the Sabbath is
profaned. For a little time they may have the
appearance of life, but their vitality cannot long
be maintained. Imitate then the good and wise
farmer alluded to, and fly to the rescue of the
Sabbath ; and rest not until its wastes have
been fully repaired, and every enemy to our re-
ligion driven from within the sacred enclosure.
But if you neglect to do this, be assured all
your beloved objects will sink into as deep a
grave as that which entombs the Sabbath.
Born unto sorrow is each child of dust,
The portion of the evil and the just.
"While dwelling here, the diflference between
The good and bad is not distinctly seen.
Yet there 's a solace for the righteous here :
His griefs will ever claim the good man's tear.
His sorrows work the end for which they're
And his affections lead from earth to heaven.
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BY C. F. HO FFMAN.
" Let there he light P^ th' Eternal spoke,
And from th' abyss where darkness rode,
The earhest dawn of nature broke,
And light around creation flow'd.
The glad earth smiled to see the day.
The first-born day, come blushing in
The young day smiled to shed its ray
Upon a world untouch'd by sin.
" Let there be light !" O'er heaven and earth
The God who first the day-beam pour'd,
Whisper'd again his fiat forth.
And shed the gospel's light abroad :
And, like the dawn, its cheering rays
On rich and poor were meant to fall,
Inspiring their Redeemer's praise
In lowly cot and lordly hall.
Then come when in the orient first
Flashes the signal light for prayer ,
Come with the earliest beams that burst
From God's bright throne of glory there.
Come, kneel to Him who through the night
Hath watch'd above thy sleeping soul.
To Him whose mercies, like his light,
Are shed abroad from pole to pole.
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THE NIGHTINGA1.ES SONG.
In a review of B.ucke on the " Beauties,
Harmonies, and Sublimities of Nature," which
is the first article in the Gentleman's Magazine
for the present month, there is the following
passage : —
" All our readers not living north of Lincoln-
shire, or west of Wiltshire, have heard the
nightingale ; but none have ever read their
written song in Mr. Bucke's work, which we
give as a curiosity. It was made by a Ger-
man composer on a bird esteemed as a capital
Tiou, tiou, tiou, tiou.
Spe, tiou, squa.
Tio, tio, tio, tio, tio, tix.
Coutio, coutio, coutio, coutio.
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Squo, squo, squo, squo.
Tzu, tzu, tzu, tzu, tzu, tzu, tzu, tzu, tzu, tzu
Corror^ tio, squa — pi pi qui.
Zozozozozozozozozozo zozo — zeshaoling.
Tsissi, tsissi si si si sisisis.
Dzorre, dzorre, dzorre, dzorre, hi.
Tzatu, tzatu, tzatu, tzatu, tzatu, tzatu, dzi.
Dio, dio, dio, dio, dio, dio, dio, dio, dio.
Quio tr, rrrrrrrr itz.
AN INTERESTING CHILD.
Charles Augustus M'Calla died in the
eleventh year of his age, beloved and lamented
by all who knew him. This little boy. who,
although not eleven years of age, was still far
advanced in the experience of God's goodness
and mercy to the perishing children of men.
He was naturally endowed with strong intellect-
ual powers, and employed them in frequently
meditating on the plan of redeeming love — on
the benevolence which induced the Saviour of
sinners to leave his throne of light and glory to
visit this dark world of wo, to rescue fallen man
from his ruined condition. He was early led
to attend the Sabbath school, by the example
and precept of his parents ; and, as he grew in
years, his attachment to the Sabbath school
became stronger and stronger. It was a plea-
sure to him to join in singing the hymns of
praise and gratitude that arose from many a
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youthful bosom to the great Giver of every
good and perfect gift ; and in offering up his
infant petition to the throne of grace that God
would bless the instruction imparted. In the
class, as a general rule, he was very attentive
to what was said, and his questions and answers
clearly proved to his teacher that his mind was
deeply exercised about eternal things. Nor
was the Sabbath school the only place that
afforded him pleasure — the sanctuary, the social
prayer-meeting, and the Youths' Missionary
Society, (of which he was a member,) were
alike places he loved to visit. Indeed, wherever
the people of God assembled for his worship,
there he wished to be. After being deprived
of the privilege of meeting in the Sabbath
school and sanctuary by disease, he would oc-
cupy his time, when his strength would permit,
in reading religious works ; and among the
many books which he read, the Bible was his
favourite. From it he drew the promises on
which he built his hope of being accepted of
God, through the atonement of Jesus Christ.
He was deeply sensible of the total depravity
of the unsanctified heart, and sometimes he
would be found with his cheeks bathed with
tears. On being asked why he wept, he would
reply, " O, my heart is so wicked !" Frequently
has he desired his father to pray that God would
" create in him a clean heart and a right spirit."
At other times, his hope of heaven appeared
firm and bright : his faith was strong and vigor-
ous, and joy lit up his countenance. The most
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prominent feature in his illness, the one that
shone most brilliant, was patience. During the
most severe stages of his disease he manifested
submission to the will of his heavenly Father.
When asked if he would be willing to leave all
he loved here, if it was God's will to remove
him, he answered, " Yes." Often have I stood
at his bedside, or looked at him as he lay in his
mother's arms, and seen his wasted form racked
with pains, and never did I hear him murmur
or complain of his lot, but willingly waiting the
time when God would bid him " come up higher."
A short time previous to his death, as he lay on
his mother's lap, the warm tear of parental love
left her eye, and, as it fell upon his cheek, he
raised himself up and told her not to weep. She
said she could not help it, it Avas natural ; but
if she Avas confident that he had made his peace
with God, she would be satisfied to give him
up. He replied, " I have — Jesus is precious."
And in that sweet frame of mind he left this
world of sin and sorrow, and the mouldering
body of disease and pain, to receive his crown.
In view of this dispensation of Providence,
it becomes his survi^dng relatives and friends
to be resigned, knowing that
" God moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform."
We cannot now see why he was permitted
to tarry with us so long — why the bond of af-
fection was allowed to grow so strong but to be
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severed. But we shall know hereafter ; and
we should be content, and rejoice, that God
rules and reigns, and that " all things work to-
gether for good to those that love God."
Tyndale was of a noble family, and was born
at Nibley, Gloucestershire, England, about the
year 1477. He was educated at Oxford, and
was ordained as a Catholic priest in 1502. He
became a truly pious man, and imbibed the
principles of the Reformation. He soon at-
tracted the attention and incurred the displea-
sure of the Catholic clergy. One of them told
him one day, " We had better be without God's
laws than the pope's." Tyndale's indignation
was roused by this impious declaration, and he
replied, " I defy the pope and all his laws ; and
if God give me hfe, ere many years the plough-
boy shall know more of the Scriptures than
In pursuance of this resolution, he translated
the New Testament into English, from the
Greek, the version of Wickliffe, in 1520, having
been made from the Vulgate. He was, how-
ever, forced by persecution to leave England.
He went to Germany in 1523, where Luther
encouraged him to proceed in his design. In
1525 or 1526 he printed the first edition at
Worms or Wittemberg. Two copies only of
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this edition are known to exist. One of them,
the best and most complete, is in the Hbrary of
the Baptist Seminary, at Bristol, (England,)
having been bequeathed to it by Dr. Gifford, the
librarian of the British Museum. From this
latter copy this new edition was printed.
Great efforts were made in England to pre-
vent the circulation of Tyndale's Testament.
The bishop of London interdicted the sale and
reading of it in his diocess, and he sent a sum
of money to Germany to purchase all the copies
which could be found. Tyndale himself sold
the books to the bishop's agent, and employed
the money in preparing a more correct edition.
The books were publicly burned in England,
but in vain ; for they increased rapidly in num-
ber, were widely circulated, and eagerly read.
Tyndale continued his labours at Antwerp,
and elsewhere, on the continent. He published
new editions of his Testament, translated a
great part, if not the whole, of the Old Testa-
ment, and wrote a number of books in defence
of his principles. His popish enemies in Eng-
land succeeded at length in arresting him. He
was seized by their emissaries in Holland, and,
after an imprisonment of nearly two years, he
was strangled, and his body burned at the stake,
at Vilvoord, near Brussels, in September, 1536.
His last words were, " Lord, open the king of
England's eyes!" The biographer adds: —
" It rests on very tangible evidence, that his
voice was hardly hushed in death, before his
last prayer was answered. The king's vision
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became so clear as to issue an injunction,
ordering that the Bible should be placed in
every church, for the free use of the people.
In this year (1536) were published seven or
eight editions of the New Testament in
The whole Bible, in English, was printed for
the first time, in 1535, by Miles Coverdale. A
part of it was the work of Tyndale. This
venerable reformer and martyr deserves to be
held in everlasting remembrance. His Testa-
ment is the best monument.
From the Sunday School Friend.
CHILDREN GOOD LISTENERS.
Children are good hsteners as well as acute
observers ; and we should therefore be careful
in every conversation carried on in their pre-
sence. Many a passing remark, forgotten as
soon as uttered, by the person who spoke, and
by those to whom it was addressed, has sunk
deeply into the mind of childhood, and wrought
an influence upon it, either for good or evil,
We were forcibly struck by the necessity of
taking this heed to our words before chilcGren,
by the following little incident.
A week or two since, a gentleman, being in
his son's store, found a few pictures among
some waste paper. He put them into his
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pocket for his grand children, and, upon taking
them out, at home, some one asked him if he
bought them. " No," said he, jestingly, " I
stole them." No notice then appeared to have
been taken of it by the children ; but when one
of them, not quite five years old, was going up
stairs to bed, he said to his aunt,
" Did'nt grandpa say he stole these pictures?
It is not right to steal, is it ?"
Upon the aunt's attempting to explain the
sense in which the word was used, that his
grandpa did not mean that he stole them —
" Then," said the child, " grandpa told a
story, aunt, did'nt he ?"
Most of the inhabitants of Europe begin their
hours of the day at noon, from whence they
reckon twelve to midnight, and twelve more at
noon again. The Italians begin the day at sun-
set, and reckon twenty-four hours from thence
to the following evening. The Turks begin
their day at a quarter of an hour after sunset.
The Jews, on the contrary, begin their day at
sunset, from thence they reckon twelve equal
hours to sunrise, and as many to sunset, con-
sequently their hours of the day are longer and
shorter than those of the night, in proportion to
the length of the day and night. They also
divide their days into four equal parts, called
watches ; the first watch from six to nine o'clock,
the second watch from nine to twelve o'clock.
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FOOLISH TALKING AND JESTING.
St. Paul, in all his writings, is remarkably
clear and explicit in regard to the particular
kind of behaviour which should characterize
the life of Christians. There is one passage in
his Epistle to the Ephesians, which struck me
forcibly, and made an indelible impression on
my mind when quite a youth, and has followed
me up to manhood ; and has, doubtless, often
checked my inclination to engage in " trifling
mirth," when in the company of the thoughtless
throng, surrounded by the gay and giddy multi-
tude. The passage to which I refer is the one
that follows ; and O ! listen to it ye vain and
unthinking, ye unwary and unsuspecting. After
warning the Ephesians in their intercourse not
even to mention certain gross sins which were,
and stiU are, prevalent in the world, he pro-
ceeds to say, " Neither filthiness, nor foolish
talking, nox jesting, which are not convenient."
And throughout this whole epistle it seems to
be St. Paul's chief aim and intention to impress
upon the minds of those to whom he was
writing, nof only the importance, but absolute in-
dispensahleness of a strict, undeviating, and un-
compromising adherence to that propriety of
conduct, in word and action, which should mark
the life of every follower of the meek and lowly
Saviour, who was never seen to laugh, " but the
whole world has frequently seen him weep."
Here are some of St. Paul's expressions ;
and they may serve as a test, by which pro-
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fessing Christians may try their words and
actions, and thus know whether or not they
live in accordance with the precepts of the gos-
pel. Let none refuse to bring their conduct to
the test, through fear of being " found wanting,"
for, unless we are acquainted with our disease,
it is impossible to apply the proper remedy ;
and we cannot deceive the " Physician of
souls," although we may deceive ourselves. The
apostle thus writes to the Ephesians : " Speak-
ing the truth in love — walk not as other Gen-
tiles walk, in the vanity of their mind — put off,
concerning the former conversation, the old
man — ^be ye angry and sin not — ^let no corrupt
communication proceed out of your mouth — and
evil speaking be put away from you, with all
malice — ^have no fellowship with the unfruitful
works of darkness, but rather reprove them ; for
it is a shame even to speak of those things which
are done in secret."
The above quotations are, it appears to me,
sufficient to convince all who are in search of
truth, of the great impropriety and sinfulness of
professing Christians who are guilty of ^^ foolish
talking" or "jesting." — Sunday School Friend.
Never apply twice for the same favour, un-
less the circumstances of the case are changed.
A second refusal is always more bitter than
From the Sabbath School Messenger.
THE BOY AND THE INFIDEL.
Said a gentleman in Boston who does not
believe the Bible, to a, young Sabbath school
teacher one day, not long since,
" Do you know how Jesus Christ learned to
work his pretended miracles ?"
" I have no doubt they were real miracles,"
answered the youth ; " and that they were
wrought by the mighty power of God."
" Nonsense ! superstition !" said the gentle-
man — " nothing but superstition. Why, he
learned it of the Egyptian magicians. Do
you not know that he spent all his early life
in Egypt ?"
" I know he was there a short time, when
he was quite young," answered the teacher,
" but not long."
" You cannot prove," said the gentleman,
" even from the Bible itself, that he did not live
there till he was about thirty, except that he was
at Jerusalem once, when he was about twelve
The youth drew his Bible from his pocket,
and opened to the fourth chapter of Luke's
gospel, at the sixteenth verse, and asked the
gentleman to read it.
" No," said he, " read it yourself, if you
please ; I do not wish to take the trouble."
So the youth proceeded to read as follows :
" And he (that is Jesus) came to Nazareth,
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where he had been brought up; and as his cus-
tom was, he went into the synagogue on the
Sabbath day, and stood up for to read."
" Well, what of that ?" said the gentleman,
who did not perceive the drift of the passage,
or else feigned ignorance ; "what do you make
" Make of it ?" said the youth, " why, if he
was brought up in Nazareth, he was not
brought up in Egypt, surely."
The gentleman turned on his heel, and went
away. Thus it is with many cavillers at the
Bible. They have never examined it for
themselves. They take their arguments, many
of them, at second hand. A mere boy, who
is a thorough Bible student, can often foil
them with their own weapons.
" YOU CAN T SLEEP, JANE."
" Now Jane, you had better get up, you can*t
sleep," said a little girl to her sister who had
got into bed without praying— and she added,
" I have done so, and I found I could not sleep,
until I had got up and said my prayers on my
knees." And it was so with little Mary, she
thought it would do as well as if she said her
prayers after she was in bed, but she could not
sleep — something troubled her and kept her
uneasy until she had risen and fallen on her
knees by her bedside and prayed. And how
cpuld she expect to feel comfortable and go to
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sleep sweetly, when she had neglected her
duty or thought of doing it lazily? And how
could she expect to have God's blessings
through the night when she treated him so
unkindly? Little children as well as grown
persons depend altogether on God ; it is he who
keeps the breath in our bodies while we sleep,
who preserves us from all harm, and who
awakens us in the morning. What an awful
thing would it be, for any persons, either large
or small, to sleep away their lives and find them-
selves in eternity without having prayed? What
a dreadful night would that prove to such? And
should not every one who goes prayerlessly to
bed fear that this may be the case with him ?
should he not fear that God is angry with him
and should say, " This night shall thy soul be
required of thee ?" My dear children, have you
never been troubled when you went to bed with-
out prayer, and found it difficult to get to sleep ?
What was this ? why conscience in your heart
disturbing you, seeking to raise you to your
duty. Beware how you trifle with conscience
— beware how you trifle with God, whose voice
within you conscience is. God commands us
to pray — and how much do all who love God
love to pray ? It is delightful to see children
growing up with a love for prayer. We may
expect good things of such children. God will
take care of them and make them his dear chil-
dren. My little reader, will you forget to pray
to God to-night — will you pray every night?
Let us see ? — Christian Intelligencer.
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1. Never violate your pledge.
2. Keep away from public houses which sell
intoxicating drinks, and from all dram-shops.
3. Discountenance all the causes and prac-
tices of intemperance. ^
4. Endeavour to make your family temperate.
5. Take and read some temperance paper.
6. Be punctual at temperance meetings.
7. Be generous in circulating temperance
tracts and papers.
8. Boldly advocate the temperance cause on
all suitable occasions.
9. Patronize temperance grocers, taverns,
10. Exercise charity to your fellow-mem-
11. Never fail to remember the temperance
cause at the throne of grace.
A clergyman whose congregation pride them-
selves in being intellectual has been known to
say that he has repeated a discourse within one
year after its first delivery, and not a person
among his hearers has been conscious of ever
having heard it before !
'' The truth so intellectually embraced,
Soon lost its credit, and was all effaced !"
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( THE AMERICAN INDIANS.
BY MRS. L. H. SIGOTJRNEY.
I heard the forests as they cried
Unto the valleys green,
" Where is that red-brow'd hunter-race
Who loved our leafy screen ?
They humbled 'mid those dewy glades
The red deer's antler'd crown,
Or soaring at its highest noon
Struck the strong eagle down."
Then in the zephyr's voice replied
Those vales so meekly blest :
" They rear'd their dwelMngs on our side,
Their corn upon our breast ;
A blight came down, a blast swept by,
The cone-roof 'd cabins fell.
And where that exiled people fled
It is not ours to tell."
Niagara of the mountains gray
Demanded from his throne,
And old Ontario's billowy lake
Prolong'd the thunder tone,
" Those chieftains at our side who stood
Upon our christ'ning day,
Who gave the glorious names we bear,
Our sponsors — where are they ?"
And then the fair Ohio charged
Her many sisters dear,
" Show me, once more, those stately forms,
Within my mirror clear ;"
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But they replied, " Tall barks of pride
Do chase our waters blue,
And strange keels ride our farthest tide,
But where's their light canoe ?"
The farmer drove his ploughshare deep —
" Whose bones are these ?" said he ;
" I find them where my browsing sheep
Roam o'er the upland lea ;"
But startling sudden to his path
A phantom seem'd to glide,
A plume of feathers on his head,
A quiver at his side.
He pointed to the rifled grave,
Then raised his hand on high,
And with a hollow groan invoked
The vengeance of the sky ;
O'er the broad realm, so long his own,
Gazed with despairing ray.
Then on the mist that slowly curl'd
Fled mournfully away.
DIVINE CARE OF LITTLE THINGS.
The hinges in the wings of an earwig, and
the joints of its antennae, are as highly wrought
as if the Creator had nothing else to finish ; we
see no signs of diminution of care by multipli-
city of objects, or of distraction of thought by
variety. We have no reason to fear, therefore,
our being forgotten, or overlooked, or neglected.
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CULTURE OF RICE.
The least reflection on the products of the
different parts of the globe compels us to admire
the goodness of that Providence which, in each
climate, has regulated its bounties according to
the wants of its inhabitants. In the burning
regions of the tropics, the animals destined for
the subsistence of man are few in number, and
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their flesh is of a very inferior quaUty to that
of the same species in the temperate zones.
Belzoni relates that, in the country which ex-
tends between the Nile and the Red Sea, the
weight of a sheep does not exceed fifteen
pounds. All who have paid attention to this
subject know the pernicious effects of a too
great indulgence in animal food in these hot
climates ; and it is doubtless for this reason
that Providence has not permitted such nutri-
ment to be abundant there.
The different species of grains distributed
over the face of the earth follow the same law ;
a truth of which the subject of this article is an
example. Rice, by its natural dryness, is less
liable to fermentation than either wheat or bar-
ley, and therefore an aliment more suitable to
hot countries. The same may be said of Indian
corn, the qualities of which bear some similarity
to those of rice. The culture of this grain oc-
cupies a large part of the population of the
east, especially in India, China, Sumatra, and
the neighbouring isles ; at the Philippines, also,
rice is extensively cultivated. Rice grows
abundantly in Egypt, Spain, and parts of Italy.
In America it is an important product of some
of the southern states.
The nianner of cultivating rice varies accord-
ing to climate and local circumstances. We
shall give the details of the method employed
in China, where vast tracts of land, in the mid-
dle and south of that great empire, are devoted
to the culture of rice. Each year, the low
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lands are overflowed by the Kiang and the
Yellow River, when those streams are swollen
by the abundant rains of the Hilmalaya Moun-
tains, where they have their source. When
the waters abate, they leave a thick bed of mud,
which fertilizes the soil as much as the best
manure. The patient and laborious Chinese
begins his toil by surrounding the tracts which
he intends to cultivate with raised banks
of clayey earth. It is necessary that the rice-
field should be in the neighbourhood of a rivulet.
The earth is then harrowed several times over,
and while it is undergoing this process, the
seed-rice is macerated in water, mixed with a
certain quantity of marl. The growth is thereby
quickened to such a degree, that the young
shoots sprout above the soil in two days after
they have been deposited there.- — Am. Mag.
There are two modes of estabUshing our repu-
tation ; to be praised by honest men, and to be
abused by rogues. It is best, however, to se-
cure the former, because it will be invariably
accompanied by the latter. His calumniation
is not only the greatest benefit a rogue can
confer upon us, but is also the only service he
wiU perform for nothing. — Lacon.
Drunken porters keep open gates.
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Genius of any kind, or in any age, is a being
of an extremely tender and susceptible nature ;
its strength, temper, and dimensions depend
much on external accidents ; it may be stifled in
its birth, enervated in its nonage, or curtailed of
its fair proportions by defect of education ; it has
no irresistible tendency toward maturity, it has
an indefeisible claim upon immortality. Whe-
ther itself shall be consummate, or its creations
everlasting, rests upon other causes besides the
power of its own physical essence. It is not
merely a tree, the fruits of which maybe sweet
or sour, according to the measure of its cultiva-
tion ; it is also not unfrequently a flower, which
dies or blooms as it is visited with light, or
fostered by dews and gales from heaven. —
H. N. Coleridge.
A good newspaper taken in a family seems
to shed a gleam of intelligence around. It
gives the children a taste for reading — it com-
municates all the important events that are
passing in the busy world — it is a never-failing
source of amusement — and furnishes a fund of
instruction that will never be exhausted. Every
family, however poor, if they wish to hold a
place in the ranks of intelligent beings, should
take at least one newspaper. And the man
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who, possessed of property sufficient to make
himself easy for life, and surrounded with chil-
dren eager for knowledge, is instigated by the
vile spirit of cupidity, and neglects to subscribe
to a newspaper, is deficient in the duties of a
parent or a good citizen, and is deserving ~of
censure from his intelligent neighbours.
THE FAMILY STATE.
To render the family state what it should be,
pains must be taken, constant and unwearied,
by the heads of the family, to make, it the
scene not only of subordination and good order,
but of improvement in interesting, useful know-
ledge, and of rational, innocent enjoyment.
Home, to be an attractive spot to the buoyancy
and cheerful vivacity of youth, must be made
pleasant and delightful. It must have a hal-
lowed charm shed over it, so that, even amid
the novelties and fascinations of the fresh, and
fair, and beautiful world around him, the son,
the clerk, the apprentice, may turn to it at all
hours with fond anticipation of its quiet joys.
Are effectual means used by parents and heads
of families to make it so 1
He who teaches religion without exemphfy-
ing it loses the advantage of its best argument.
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THE ROOK AND THE STARLING.
That the rook is the benefactor of mankind
is now pretty generally known, and to the rook
must be added the starling. The great useful-
ness of this bird is well known in some quar-
ters, and the husbandman is not wise who
pennits rooks and starlings to be wantonly
killed. We are under very great obligations
to both these kinds of birds ; and though the
rook may sometimes take a few grains of corn,
and the starling occasionally invite himself to a
little fruit, yet their public services, in freeing
the ground from vermin, which would, in spite
of the efforts of man, go on increasing in
numbers, till famine would be the result, do
entitle these pretty creatures to the kindest
treatment. Let the farmer content himself with
employing children to frighten away their
friends when the seed is newly sown, or when
the crop is approaching to maturity, but let the
lives of the rook and starling be religiously
spared. — London paper.
[The sparrow and the robin of this country
serve the same purpose, and are the husband-
man's best friends ; yet with what wantonness
and cruelty are they destroyed by those brave
huntsmen who think they have performed an
exploit when they have shot one of these little
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NATURE S TEACHER.
When I was a child, I knew an old gray-
headed man. Age had given him wisdom, and
I loved him, for he was kind as well as wise.
Once he said to me, " I know a way to be
" Who taught it you ?" I inquired.
And he answered, " I learned it in the fields."
Then I drew near and entreated him to teach
it also to me. But he replied,
" Go forth into the fields, among the living
things and learn it for thyself."
So I went forth and looked attentively upon
all that was moving around. But no voice
spoke to me. Then I turned to the gray-headed
man. And when he asked, " What hast thou
seen in the fields ?" I answered :
" I saw the brooks flowing on among sweet
flowers. It seemed to sing a merry song. I
listened, but there were no words to the music.
The sparrow flew by me with down in her
beak, wherewith to hne her nest, and the red-
breast, with a crumb she had gathered at the
door to feed her chirping young. The duck-
hngs swam beside their mother in the clear
stream, and the hen drew her chickens under
her wings and screamed at the soaring hawk.
The spider threw out her many threads like
lines of silver, and fastening them from spray to
spray, ran lightly on the bridge made from her
own body. The snail put his horrid head
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through the door of his shell, and drew it sud-
denly back. The ant carried a grain of corn
in her pincers, and the loaded bee hastened to
her hive, like a labourer to his cottage. The
dog came forth and guarded the young lambs,
frisking fearlessly by the side of their serious
mother, who cropped the tender grass. All
seemed full of happiness. I asked them how
I also should be happy. But they made no
reply. Again and again I asked, 'Who will
teach me to be happy V Yet nothing answered,
save the echo ever repeating my last words,
' happy — happy,' but not to tell me how to be-
" Hast thou looked upon . all these, young
man," said the aged, " yet received no instruc,-
tion 1 Did not the brook tell thee that it might
not stay t6 be idle, that it must be in haste to
meet the river and go with that to the ocean, to
do the bidding of the ocean's king, and that it
had pleasure by the way, in refreshing the trees
that stretched their roots to meet it, and in
giving drink to the flowers that bowed down
to its face with a kiss of gratitude ! Thou
didst see the birds building their nests, or flying
with food to their little ones ; and couldst thou
not perceive that to make others happy is hap-
piness 1 The young duck gave diligence to
learn of its mother the true use of its oary feet,
and how to balance its body aright in the deep
water; and the chickens obeyed the warning
to hide under the broad wing, though it knew
not the cruelty of the foe from which it fled.
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And did they not bid thee seek with the same
obedience the lessons of thy mother, who every
day teacheth thee, and every night lifts up her
prayer that thy soul may avoid the destroyer,
and hve for ever ? When the spider's silken
bower was swept away, and she began another
without ill temper or complaint, and the snail
wilhngly put forth all her strength to carry her
house upon her back, and the ant toiled with
her load of corn to her winter store-house, and
the bee wasted not the smallest drop of sweet-
ness that could be found in the honey cups —
came there no voice to thee from their example
of patience, prudence, and wisdom ? Thou
didst admire the shepherd's dog, minding so
readily the word of his master, but fail to un-
derstand that faithful continuance in duty is
happiness. From all these teachers of the
field, came there no precept unto thee? When
they all spake with different voices, wert thou
deaf to their instruction ? Each in his own
language told thee that industry was happiness,
and that idleness was an offence both in nature
and to her God."
Then I bowed dowTi my head, and my cheek
was crimsoned with shame, because I had not
understood the lessons of the fields, and was
ignorant of what even birds and insects know.
But the man with hoary hairs smiled on me
and comforted me. So I thanked him for the
good teachings of his wisdom. And I took
his precept into my heart, that I might weigh it
and see if it w^ere true. And though I was
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then young and am now old, I have never had
reason to doubt that industry is happiness.
L. H. S.
From the Christian Watchman.
EFFECT OF NOVEL READING.
On casting my eye over the piece headed
" Truth and Fiction" in your paper of the 18th
ultimo, it brought immediately to my recollec-
tion the impression made on my mind, when
quite young, by commencing, for the first time,
the reading of a novel. I had proceeded to read
the book until my feelings were deeply inte-
rested in the subject, and my curiosity much
excited to know what would be the end of the
story. Perhaps I had got half through the
book, and was obliged to lay it by until a proper
time to finish it. In the meantime, as my ex-
citement began to abate, my mind became re-
stored to its natural equilibrium. Left to cool
reflection, I was led to reason thus with myself:
" How foolish I am to get so excited with this
story, which is not founded on fact !" This was
the first impression made on my mind, and it
was so deep and lasting that the book was
never finished, nor have I ever read a novel
since. I mention this to show that the mind
of a child, in its first openings, naturally seeks
for the truth, or things real, and will not be
satisfied with any thing short of it. If ever the
child loves fiction, or untruth, it is because he
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learns it from others ; and not because he has
any natural relish or desire for it.
How often is it the case that when a parent
presents a book to his child, the voluntary,
honest, and simple question is asked, " But, father,
is it a made-up story ? If it is, I shan't like it."
Teachers should be able to say to the scholars
that the book is true ; then it will be read with
deep interest, and have a good impression on
the mind, which will not be easily forgotten.
Truth is immutable like its divine Author, and
will abide and prevail, while falsehood and fic-
tion will pass away or leave a bad impression.
, Mr. Buckingham gives it as his opinion that
there are not less than one hundred millions of
mummies entombed in Egypt; and he describes
three singular uses that are now made of them.
For fuel. The peasantry of Egypt procure
them, break them in pieces, and use them for
fuel — and as they have little or no wood, those
dried human bodies serve them in its stead.
The resinous matter and spices which were
used in embalming them, render them quite
inflammable, and the odour which is given out
at the period of burning is said to be quite de-
For medical purposes. In most of the bodies
there are found solid portions of the bitumen, or
resinous drug, which was used in embalming.
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This is taken out of the bodies and sold in large
quantities to merchants at Cairo, and from
thence it is sent to Portugal, Italy, France, and
England even, where it is pulverized by the
apothecaries, done up in small papers, and sold
as a most excellent drug to cure inward bruises.
And for this purpose hundreds of pounds of this
stuff is eaten every year, taken from the inside
of Egyptian mummies.
The other use made of them is, for painting.
A celebrated painter in London informed Mr.
Buckingham that the back bone of an Egyptian
mummy, when it was ground sufficiently fine,
made the most excellent brown colour of any
Among the ancient Egyptians the practice of
embalming was universal. And Moses informs
us, that Jacob and Joseph were embalmed, ac-
cording to the ancient custom. For its preva-
lence among the ancient Egyptians Mr. Buck-
ingham gives the following reason : —
They believed in the transmigration of the
soul : and that after the soul left the body and
had finished its transmigration, that is, after it
had lived in the bodies of the cat, dog, monkey,
ox, or what not, at the end of three thousand
years it would return and re-occupy its first
body, provided it should be found in a suitable
state of preservation. And to preserve the body,
so that it might be a fit receptacle for the soul
at the end of three thousand years, it was em-
balmed and stowed away in the large subter-
raneous vaults which abounded in that country.
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PRIDE AN EXTRACT.
Pride is a common and fashionable vice ;
instilled into childhood, nurtured in youth, and
matured in age. There are various ways in
which it is manifested in individuals : — some in
authority — in power ; and others in dress. The
child is proud with some trifling object ; the
hero, in the achievement of some splendid vie-
tory ; the politician, when his party gains the
ascendancy ; the ambitious and aspiring, when
successful in their enterprises.
How many have been ruined by pride ! —
ostentatious display ; superfluity of dress ; arro-
gance of manners ; distortion of the human sys-
tem — to conform to the alamode of the day.
Kings have been lifted up by pride to their
own destruction ; princes have been crushed
by its unhallowed car ; the rich are made poor
by it, and the poor made poorer ; the wise are
not honoured, and the foolish are disgraced
by it. On the high mountains of pride but little
grows, while in the valley of humiliation every
virtue blossoms and never to fade. The high
are liable to fall, while the lowly may be ex-
alted. " Pride," said an early writer, " is the
never-failing vice of fools." Pride is an empty
bubble, likely every moment to burst ; it is like
a vessel with all sail and no ballast. " It costs
us more for pride," said President Jeflerson,
" than it does for meat and drink." To be humble,
is a virtue — to be proud, is a sin. Men of worth
are seldom proud. . J. A.
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From the Sabbath School Messenger
The spring is here, with its warbling throng,
And the robin is on the tree ;
Through grove and garden he speeds along,
He comes with a song, — he comes with a song,
And he 'U be a neighbour to thee.
See, that is his mate by his side, I ween.
And who are so happy as they ?
Their chamber is shaded with curtains green,
Three little blue eggs in its bed are seen.
And their rent with a song they '11 pay.
She broods o'er the nest, while his wing is
Wherever her food may be found ;
'Tis to her that he hastes with that morsel of
bread : —
The shot of the fowler ! — alas, he is dead !
He lies bleeding on the ground.
And all day long that widow'd bird
For her partner call'd in vain, —
At midnight, the rustling branches stirr'd.
And she thought 'twas his well-known wing she
But he never return'd again.
Half famish'd, she sped, in her deep despair,
To search for a crumb, or seed.
When a truant boy, with a reckless air,
Climb'd up to her nest, — but I cannot bear
To tell of his cruel deed.
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She hasted back, but what met her view,
As she soar'd with an eager eye ?
Her home was wreck'd, and its treasures too,
And round and round, in her anguish she flew,
With a loud and frantic cry.
And so, through many a summer's day.
Her piercing wail was heard, —
Till once, near that desolate nest, there lay
A poor, dead robin, as cold as clay.
And I knew 'twas that mourner-bird.
Then I thought of the boy who had rifled the nest,
How bitter his tears must flow,
When conscience should wake in his sinful
And trouble his dream and break his rest.
With the cry of that robin's wo.
There is a flower, a holy one,
That blossoms on my path.
No need of dew or daily sun.
Or falling showers it hath ;
It blooms as brightly in the storm
As on the cloudless day,
And rears unharm'd its humble form
When others fade away.
That plant is Faith ; its holy leaves
Reviving odors shed
Upon the lowly place of grief,
Or mansions of the dead.
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Grod is its sun : his living light
In happy hours he lends,
And silently in sorrow's night
Religion's dew descends.
Plant of my soul, be fading things
By other hands caress'd.
But through life's weary wanderings,
I '11 bear thee to my breast ;
And when the icy powers shall chill
The fountains of my breath.
Thy loveliness shall cheer me still,
E'en in the hour of death.
•' SONGS IN THE NIGHT.
When courting slumber,
The hours I number,
And sad cares cumber,
My wearied mind ;
This thought shall cheer me,
That thou art near me.
Whose ear to hear me
Is still inclined.
My soul thou keepest,
Who never sleepest.
Mid gloom the deepest.
There's light above.
Thine eyes behold me ;
Thine arms enfold me ;
Thy word has told me
That " God is lover
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From Wellsted's Travels in Persia.
FISHING IN THE PERSIAN GULF
" The pearl bank extends from Sharja to
Biddulph's Group. The bottom is of shelly
sand and broken coral, and the depths vary from
five to fifteen fathoms. The right of fishing on
the bank is common, but altercations between
rival tribes are not unfrequent. Should the
presence of a vessel of war prevent them from
settling these disputes on the spot, ihey are ge-
nerally decided on the islands where they land
to open their oysters. In order to check such
quarrels, which, if permitted, would lead tc
general confusion, two government vessels are
usually cruising on the bank.
Their boats are of various sizes, and of vari-
ous construction, averaging from ten to fifty
tons. During one season it is computed that
the Island of Bahrein furnishes, of all sizes,
three thousand five hundred ; the Persian
coast, one hundred ; and the space between
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Bahrein and the entrance to the gulf, including
the Pirate coast, seven hundred. The value
of the pearls obtained at these several ports is
estimated at forty lacks of dollars, or four hun-
dred thousand pounds.
Their boats carry a crew varying from eight
to forty men, and the number of mariners thus
employed at the height of the season is rather
above thirty thousand. None receive any defi-
nite wages, but each has a share of the profits
on the whole. A small tax is also levied on
each boat by the sheikh of the port to which it
belongs. During this period they live on dates
and fish, of which the latter are numerous and
good, and to such meagre diet our small pre-
sents of rice were a most welcome addition.
Where polypi abound, they envelope themselves
in a white garment ; but in general, with the
exception of a cloth around their waist, they are
perfectly naked. When about to proceed to
business, they divide themselves into two par-
ties, one of which remains in the boat to haul
up the others who are engaged in diving. The
latter, having provided themselves with a small
basket, jump overboard, and place their feet on
the stone, to which a line is attached. Upon a
given signal, this is let go, and they sink with
it to the bottom. When the oysters are thickly
clustered, eight or ten may be procured at each
descent, the line is then jerked, and the persons
stationed in the boat haul the diver up with as
much rapidity as possible. The period during
which they can remain under water has been
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much overrated ; one minute is the average,
and I never knew them, but on one occasion, to
exceed a minute and a half.
Accidents do not very frequently occur from
sharks, but the sawfish (the Antiguorum of Lin-
naeus) is much dreaded. Instances were related
to me where the divers had been completely
cut in two by these monsters, which attain, in
the Persian Gulf, a far larger size than in any
other part of the world where I have met with
them. As the character of the fish may not be
familiar to the general reader, I will add a few
words in the way of description. They are of
an oblong rounded form, their head being some-
what flattened from the fore part, and tapering
more abruptly toward the tail. They usually
measure from thirteen to fifteen feet in length,
being covered with a coriaceous skin, of a dark
colour above, but white beneath. The terrific
weapon from whence they derive their name
is a flat projecting snout, six feet in length, four
inches in breadth, armed on either side with
spines resembling the teeth of a shark.
Diving is considered very detrimental to
health, and without doubt it shortens the life of
those who much practise it. In order to aid
the retention of the breath, the diver places a
piece of elastic horn over his nostrils, which
binds them closely together. He does not enter
the boat each time he rises to the surface, ropes
being attached to the side, to which he clings,
until he has obtained breath for another attempt.
As soon as the fishermen have filled their boats,
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they proceed to some of the islands with which
the bank is studded, and there, with masts, oars,
and sails, construct tents. They estimate the
unopened oysters at two dollars a hundred."
From the Sabbath School Messenger.
THE fisherman's BOY.
On the border of a sea-port town in England,
near a cold and blustering shore, stood a small,
low, yet comfortable cottage, in which lived a
poor but honest fisherman. He had a number
of children, and among them was a little boy
named George, who was a scholar in the Me-
thodist Sunday school.
Little George was only about ten years old,
but his father being poor, he was obliged to go
with him and assist him in fishing. This was
very hard for so small a boy, as they had to g6
out early in the morning, when it was some-
times extremely cold ; and poor George often
trembled and shivered as he sat in the boat and
blew his benumbed fingers to keep them from
freezing. But he loved his parents and his
brothers and sisters, and was willing to suffer a
little pain, that he might assist in earning money
for their support. This was right, and thus far
George was a good boy.
But children have other duties besides loving
their parents. They ought to keep the Sabbath;
study their lessons ; love their teachers ; refrain
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from all naughty practices, such as stealing,
telling lies, quarrelling, or calling bad names.
No boy can be truly good who does not attend
to all these things.
George seemed to forget this, for he some-
times said wicked words, often quarrelled with
his playmates, and even at Sabbath school was
As you may suppose, his teachers were very
sorry to see these things, and they used to talk
to him, and pray that he might become good ;
but it all seemed in vain, for he grew worse
and worse, so much so, that they thought of
turning him out of the school, lest he should
make the other boys as bad as himself; for
they knew that
" One sickly sheep infects the flock,
And poisons all the rest."
Perhaps my dear young readers wonder how
it could be that George could love his parents,
and yet be so wicked in other respects. But
they will not wonder so much, when I tell
them, that he was not favoured with pious
parents ; they did not care about religion, and
it is said that his father sometimes used profane
One Sabbath day, one of the teachers ad-
dressed the children upon the sufierings and
death of the blessed Jesus. He told them of
his being a little babe, cradled in the manger at
Bethlehem, of his painful hfe, and cruel death
on the cross, and also that all this was endured
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that little boys and girls might be saved from
sin and made happy in heaven. George was
much affected by this address ; he wept much,
and, on leaving the school, was uncommonly
quiet and orderly.
He now became an altered boy. He left off
swearing and quarrelling ; he was no more idle
George, but behaved himself so well that every
body admired and loved him.
One morning, his father having called him
up very early, and he not being ready as quick
as usual, his father went up stairs to his cham-
ber, supposing him not to have heard his call.
As he came to the door, he heard a low mur-
muring, and, on listening, he found that his
little son was earnestly praying for his parents,
brothers and sisters, and for his schoolmates
and teachers. Ashamed of himself, this prayer-
less father retired. How severely must he
have felt reproved. So you see, my little
readers, how it was George became so good.
He learned to pray, and praying boys are
It happened one morning that he was ^sent to
moor his father's boat, when, falling overboard,
he was unfortunately drowned. No doubt his
soul went* to Jesus, for he loves all praying
children. He was buried soon after, when a
large number of Sunday school scholars attend-
ed the funeral, and a great many tears were
shed over his grave ; for all the scholars loved
him very much.
If any of the readers of the Messenger are
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wicked and idle, I hope they will do as George
did. O let them begin to repent, let them pray,
and, like him, they will become good and happy,
and, when they die, their souls will be admitted
into heaven, to dwell with Jesus and to become
kings and priests unto God for ever D. W.
Hingham, Mass., May 9, 1838.
The following remarks of the editor of the
Southern (Columbus, Miss.) Argus, apply, we
are sorry to say, to our own city : —
" In passing through one of our streets a few
days since, our attention was arrested by two
little boys, one apparently about ten, and the
other about eight years of age, who were
playing together, but who, it seems, could not
utter a sentence without accompanying it with
an oath that would do credit to a West India
pirate. We were surprised that children so
young should have thus early learned to take
their Maker's name in vain, and to use so
adroitly so large a number of vulgar and pro-
fane exclamations. Our surprise, however,
was lessened, when it occurred to us that so
many ' children of a larger growth' in our city,
daily — nay, hourly set them the example, and
that even in some of our public prints — the oaths
of political opponents, in all their unblushing
depravity, are printed, letter for letter, for poll-
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tical purposes. Children hear oaths and pro-
fanity from those they are taught to look up to
as being high and respectable in society, and
so ardent are their aspirations to become men,
that they imitate the very errors of those whose
virtues only they should copy : and seeing em-
blazed in public prints the most profane oaths,
they soon begin to think that it is all right to
' curse,' and that they never can become men
until they are expert in this disgraceful vice.
If the rising generation is thus taught, what will
our country become in a few years ? How
important then is it that parents who are in the
habit of using profanity should deny themselves
the privilege of indulging in it, and that those
who are not addicted to the vice should exhibit
it to their children in all the horror of its wick-
edness ; — and how careful should the conduct^
ors of the public press be to exclude even the
abbreviation of a profane oath from their
From the Sabbath School Messenger.
THE wanderer's RETURN.
It was one summer evening of 1833, that a
cautious step upon the floor of my study made
me aware of the presence of a visitant, who
had entered, unperceived, while I was immersed
in a page of Bridge's Conic Sections. The
result of my first hasty glance was any thing
but complimentary to the stranger. His coat
was a thing of mere shreds and patches ; and
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his youthful features were deeply marked with
the traces of dissipation ; but there was still in
his demeanor, in his anxious but subdued ex-
pression, something which stirred my sympa-
thies, and seemed to say, like those Greeks in
sacred story, " Sir, I would see Jesus."
" I have seen you once before," he began,
" and I have felt that I must come and tell you
my story. Yesterday, for the first time after
an absence of more than three years, I touched
this, my native shore."
" You have friends, then, in the city "
" Not one, sir ; every face is a stranger's.
My father has been dead many years ; but I
have a mother and three younger brothers still
living, I hope, in a neighbouring state. My
mother used to pray and go to the class meet-
ings, and the preachers would sometimes visit
our cottage home ; but I chose the company of
wicked boys like myself. Instigated by these,
one night, while all those who ever loved me
were sleeping sweetly, I stole away to a ship
bound for the South Seas — I need not tell you
what a miserable life I have since led. If it be
in suffering and remorse to atone for ingratitude
and folly, surely I have made ample amends
for mine. These rags, this crippled arm, and
these scars speak to you of my sufferings and
degradation. My captain treated me with mer-
ciless severity, and my shipmates rarely spoke
to me except in cursing and bitterness. For
three years I had heard no prayer — known no
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" But you spoke of once seeing me — where ?"
" I was just coming to that. Last night, as
I wandered down Cherry-street, my ear caught
some sounds — now strange, but once most
familiar. They made me think of sweet home
stud my sorrow-stricken mother. Would that
she could have seen her boy as he stood before
that house of prayer — not daring to enter — ^un-
willing to go away. I never felt so before. It
was a class meeting, and I suffered not a word
to escape me. What would I not give to feel
like those whom I heard speak of salvation
and heaven. You, sir, were the leader ; and
now tell me, I pray you tell me, if there be
any hope for the most miserable of sinners ?"
It might have been three or four weeks after
this affecting incident that I was accosted in
one of the public streets by a quite decent
looking young man : " Have you forgotten the
poor sailor boy ?" he asked ; " how much I
have wished to see you and tell you all about
it! The next evening after I saw you, I went
to the prayer meeting you told me of; and,
when the minister began to call upon sinners,
I Was instantly on my feet to let them know
that I felt the utmost need of a Saviour ; and it
was not in vain, for then and there I found a
"But your mother — surely you cannot have
forgotten her ?"
" O no : I wrote to her the next morning,
praying her to forgive me, since God had done
so. I would myself have been the bearer of
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the blessed tidings ; but I had no money. I
have now found good employment, and, if you
have no objections, I should like to join your
His name was accordingly enrolled, and he
proved one of the most exemplary and devout
members of the church I have ever known.
Trivial as the above incident may seem to
some, it may certainly claim the prime charm of
truthfulness, and affords a practical commentary
on that primal truth of our holy rehgion, " By
grace are ye saved." H.
THE BIBLE A SOURCE OF TEMPORAL COMFORT.
We have somewhere seen it stated that there
is a litttle parish in England, where the Bible
is not read, which pays for the support of the
poor $5,772. There is also a parish of the
same size in Scotland, under the influence of the
Bible, which pays for the same purpose $106.
A Roman Cathohc bishop, in a certain district
of South America, proclaimed to the people,
that they must not read the Bible, and promised
that he would feed all their poor. One morn-
ing before breakfast he counted 1,700 beggars
before his door. — Christian Register.
Ridicule, though trifling in appearance, is often
found to spring from great depth of malice.
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Some years ago an Indian hired out in a
place called Mohegan, in Connecticut. He
was a professor of religion, and he was parti-
cularly opposed to what is called close com-
munion or shutting the door of the kingdom
against each others — a curse which Christ re-
buked as an abominable practice in the sight of
God. He thought if the Lord should treat him
in heaven as they treated each other on earth,
heaven would afford them little enjoyment. At
a certain time he undertook to describe the
situation of the sectarians, and of himself in
heaven, allowing that they and he were treated
according to their conduct here.
Now, said he, supposing you get to heaven ;
the Lord Jesus asks you who you be ? you say,
A Presbyterian; then, says he, You sit there on
that little seat, and there you stay. Don't go
any where else ; keep your place.
Another comes to heaven. He asks, Who
are you? He says, I am a Baptist. Then
you sit there on "that" little "narrow" seat;
let no one sit or eat with you, or come near you ;
have all your seat to yourself; keep all your
singing and rejoicing to yourself.
Another comes. He says. What are you?
He replies, I am a Methodist. Then, he says,
You sit in that corner, and let one stand to
keep all away that do not make as much noise
as you do in your worship.
Another appears, and he says, What are you?
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He answered, I am a Quaker. Then Christ
says, You sit away out yonder alone, that the
noisy ones may not disturb you, while you wor-
ship by thinking.
Indian comes. The Lord Jesus asks him
who he be ? He says, I love the Lord Jesus
with my whole heart and soul, and love all who
love him with sincerity. Then the Lord Jesus
says to him, " You may sit where you please ;
walk all over heaven ; eat when and what you
will; enjoy all the liberty heaven affords, be
equal to angels, and not be ' confined' to any seat."
THE FATHER THAT NEVER PRAYEP.
A little girl of my acquaintance, about twelve
years of age, was taken sick and felt that she
must die. She began to be alarmed about her
soul, and asked her father to pray for her.
" My child," said the father, " I never prayed
in my life."
" Then I will pray for myself," said the Httle
girl. She died soon after, but I hope her
prayer was answered. . What a father that
must be! Never prayed in his life! — then he
never prayed for his children. How thankful
should children be who have parents to pray for
them. Yet, children, you must not depend on
their prayers. Na, like the little girl, you must
pray for yourselves. This little girl's father has
since died as he lived — without praying. P.
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PURITY OF MIND.
It is supposed by many who have studied
the operations of the human mind, that impres-
sions made on the memory can never be
effaced ; and facts confirm this opinion. Im-
pressions made years before often come unbid-
den to our minds. A person who indulges
impure thoughts, or listens to improper conver-
sation, will be Uable, as long as he lives, to
have these impressions renewed in his mind,
however unpleasant they may be ; and they
will often come to him at times and seasons
when most unwelcome.
Strive then earnestly to maintain purity of
mind; which occupies the same place in the
cause of moral reform as is occupied by the
pledge of total abstinence in the temperance
cause. It is the gateway which, if kept closed,
will secure the citadel. But there is no safety
when it is left open. But, to accomplish this,
you must keep a guard over that unruly faculty,
the imagination. Remember the words of the
wise man, " He that hath no rule over his own
spirit, is like a city that is broken down and
without walls." Here is no defence against
the enemy ; any one that pleases may come in,
and take up his abode there. So with the
mind. If the fancy is permitted to roam with-
out control, the wall is broken down, and the
mind becomes the " cage of every unclean bird."
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We copy the following from the Maine Wesleyan Jour-
nal, the editor of which has good reason to congratulate
himself on the possession of such a correspondent.
child's morning song.
Soft is the morning dew ,
Resting on flowers ;
Gentle the balmy breath
'Mid summer flowers ;
Green is the moss couch,
Spread for repose ;
Sweet o'er the heather hill
The wild flower blows.
Dew on the bright flowers
Soon glides away ;
Calm breath of summer
Speeds on its way —
Yellow the moss bed,
Bleak is the hill,
Gone are the silver buds,
Hush'd is the rill.
Days without number.
Thus on the wing,
Fly as the shadow
Glides o'er the hill ;
Star of the morning.
Gilding our bloom,
Lights up at evening
Our path to the tomb.
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Not this our Eden home
Rock'd by the blast —
Not this our beacon star
Fading so fast ;
^' Dark though the stormy hours,
Fleeting and short —
Bark of our pilgrimage
Soon is at port. Mary.
THE SUNDAY SCHOOL.
BY REV. J. RUSLING.
How beauteous is the sight
Where little children meet,
How rich is the delight,
Their youthful songs how sweet !
And Jesus loves his name to hear
When children round his throne appear.
How happy is the place
Where children meet the Lord,
And banquet on his grace,
And learn and love his word !
The place where they received their birth,
The happiest spot on all the earth.
A holy Bethel this,
Which Sunday schools do prove ;
How pure indeed the bhss,
How sweet the youthful love !
And cherub hosts with children join
To mingle praises all divine.
THE CHILD S MAGAZINE.
Of this animal there are three distinct kinds :
the brown bear of the Alps, the black bear of
North America, and the white bear, famous in
the Icy Seas. These, though different in their
form and appearance, were, doubtless, originally
of the same race, and owe the distinction which
now marks them merely to the effect of climate
The brown bear, in its nature, is both savage
and solitary ; and either resides in the hollow
of a tree, in some unfrequented wood, or takes
up its abode in those mountainous precipices
that are so difficult of access to the human foot;
in these solitary retreats it passes several
months in the winter in a state of torpidity,
without motion or sense, and never quits them
until it is compelled by hunger to search for a
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fresh supply of food. At the commencement
of the winter, the bear is so fat that for six or
seven weeks it sleeps without a supply of food ;
but the nutritious covering of fat being exhaust-
ed, it is again compelled to seek for more.
Savage and surly as this animal is in dispo-
sition, when taken young, it submits, in a cer-
tain degree, to be tamed : and, by being taught
to erect itself upon the hinder legs, moves about
to the instrument in an awkward kind of dance ;
though, at the method adopted to produce this
motion, both feeling and humanity ought to
blush ; for the poor creature is set upon plates
of hot iron, and, from the agony produced,
naturally withdraws its paws.
In Canada, where the black bear is very
common, they reside toward the top of some
old tree, where they would bid defiance to
every kind of molestation, did not the hunters
judiciously set fire to their retreat ; the old one
is generally foremost to make her escape, while
the hunters watch her appearance with their
muskets cocked ; and, in attempting to escape
from one danger, she falls into another, from
which there is no retreat. The young ones, as
they descend, are caught in a noose, and are
either tamed to be exhibited, or killed to eat ;
their paws are considered a great delicacy, and
their hams are universally known to be good.
The white Greenland bear differs, both in
size and proportion, from the two former ani-
mals already described ; the brown bear of the
Alps is seldom above six feet, and the black
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be ax never is equal in size ; while that of
Greenland, and the icy regions, is often known
to be thirteen feet in length. The brown bear
is formed strong and sturdy like the mastiff;
while the figure of the white one, though con-
cealed under its long hair, is infinitely more
slight and slender, and rather resembles the
greyhound in shape. All other species of ani-
mated nature diminish in figure as they ap-
proach the poles ; but the bear, being unmolested
in those desolate climates, increases in size
from the abundance of its food. As they en-
tirely live upon fish and seals, their flesh has a
strong and unpleasant taste ; and, though their
destruction is attended with great danger, the
skin, which is valuable, is the only reward.
SIR MATTHEW HALE S RULES.
1. To lift up the heart to God, in thankful-
ness, for renewing my life.
2. To renew my covenant with God in Christ
— ^by renewed acts of faith, receiving Christ,
and rejoicing in the height of that relation.
Resolution of being one of his people, doing
3. Adoration and prayer.
4. Setting a watch over my own infirmities
and passions, over the snares laid in our way.
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There must be an employment. Two kinds :
1. Our ordinary calling, to serve God in it.
It is a service to Christ, though never so mean,
Col. i, 3. Here, faithfulness, diligence, cheer-
fulness. Not to overlay myself with more
business than I can bear.
2. Our spiritual employments. Mingle some-
what in God's immediate service in this day.
1. Meat and drink, moderation, seasoned
somewhat of God.
2. Recreation, first, not our business ; second,
suitable. No games, if given to covetousness
1. Beware of wandering thoughts ; fly from
thyself, rather than entertain these.
2. Let thy solitary thoughts be profitable ;
view the evidences of thy salvation, the state
of thy soul, the coming of Christ, thy own mor-
tality ; it will make thee humble and watchful.
Do good to them. Use God's name reve-
rently. Beware of leaving an ill impression or
ill example. Receive good from them, if more
Cast up the accounts of the day. If aught
amiss, beg pardon. Gather resolution of more
vigilance. If well, bless the mercy and grace
of God that hath supported thee.
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From the Sabbath School Messenger.
As two little girls were returning from school,
before me, the other day, I heard one of them
say to the other, " I wish I lived in England ;
then I would go to see the queen. O ! I would
give any thing to be at her coronation. I should
so Hke to see how a queen does look."
" So should I," said the other ; "I do not
really know what ' coronation' means, but I
heard some one call it a ' splendid event.' "
" My father," said the first, " was telling me
about it last night ; he said it was the ceremony
of placing the crown upon her head, in token
of her royalty. And then, you know, she will
be a queen always; her dress all gold, and
rubies, and diamonds ; and every body will
bow themselves as she passes ; and the whole
nation be anxious to gain her favour, and do
her some service. I should like to be a queen —
would not you ?"
And the other replied, " Yes, if I knew how-
to govern well, I should."
And I would like to have said to them, as I
now say to these little readers. You may be
queens. I do not mean that you can ever hold
the sceptre of a nation, but you can govern
yourselves. Be queen of your own heart, that
you may banish every evil thought or wish, as
a queen would a rebellious subject ; nor would
this be without its glory and reward.
We may imagine, in part, the scene of the
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coronation as it will occur — the long galleries
of that stupendous building — the old Westmins-
ter Abbey — filled with all the beauty, wealth,
and nobility of the nation ; the throng of horse-
men and officers, their armour gleaming in the
sunbeams, reflecting light upon the diamonds
of their gold and crimson dress ; jewelled
coronets sparkling in profusion amid waving
plumes ; then the music, loud and deep, as it
rolls above the crowd — the prayer — the queen
kneeling before the altar, while upon the still-
ness of the ceremony we often hear the shouts
of the people as they echo and echo through
the high arches of that ancient edifice.
But let us remember, these " splendid events"
are not the things " into which the angels de-
sire to look." These afifairs which so agitate
the breasts even of a nation, calling forth the
long, loud acclamations of a multitude, break
not upon the still rapture of heaven. From
His holy presence no hasty glance, no truant
thought wanders back to earth, for scenes like
these. The magnificence which so dazzles
our eyes is dim and valueless when we remem-
ber how soon the light of eternity will be shed
Life's journey is short and soon accomplish-
ed. Our errand here is not with the " pomp
and circumstance" of earth ; a destiny is ours
higher than an earthly throne ; more glorious
than the gifts of gold and diadem ; more en-
during than the world itself.
The mighty and the loftiest of other ages
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have passed like the noiseless mist from earth ;
they have forsaken their kingdoms and gone to
lie down in the grave ; whence they return not
to rekindle the light of their fame, extinguished
in the shadows of mortality, nor revisit their
palaces in which the dust of centuries has
But from these comes a voice, saying, " God
alone is great." If humble, we are his chil-
dren. Though the place of our repose be un-
known ; though our names are unwritten in
treasured records, yet we are not forgotten be-
fore God ; for we know that " when he shall
appear we shall be like him ;" by his word bom
again from the dust, with which we may have
mingled for ages, to receive an inheritance
" in his presence where is fulness of joy, and
at whose right hand are pleasures for ever-
more." H. M. T.
A NOBLEMAN PREACHING THE GOSPEL.
From the Rev. Mr. Ely's Jownal at Marseilles.
A very genteelly dressed and quiet young
gentleman called upon me a little after candle-
lighting, and introduced himself in a manner of
most winning modesty, as a clergyman. He
was on his way to Italy, and hearing of the
work in which I was engaged, he wished to
give me a trifle toward our chapel, and to inquire
if he could preach on the coming Sabbath. Our
conversation took a spiritual turn, and developed,
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on his part, a soul full of piety, and well versed
in the Scriptures, and in the knowledge of the
heart. After a pretty long conversation he gave
me a Napoleon, and was about taking his leave,
when I asked him to favour me with his card,
that I might have the pleasure of calling upon
him. As he handed it to me he was a little em-
barrassed, and held it turned up that I should not
see the name ; to relieve him I did not look at
it, but laid it upon the mantelpiece, and accom-
panied him toward the street door ; but he would
not allow me to go farther than the head of the
stairs. On returning to my room I looked at
the card, and was not a little surprised to read,
written on a very plain card. Rev. Lord A
H There was so much sweetness and de-
licacy in his manners, and so much refined
feeling in his soul, as well as piety, that I be-
lieved him to be a nohle man, before I knew him
to be a nobleman. Wherever he passes, on
his journey toward Italy, he seeks the oppor-
tunity of preaching the word, and to afford
pecuniary aid to every good work. May the
great Head of the church reward him, and
make him an instrument of turning many to
righteousness ! In watering others may he be
abundantly watered himself! Would that tra-
vellers of this description were multiplied a
thousand fold ! That they are increasing, is one
of the joyful signs of the times. Did Christian
travellers know how much it cheers and
strengthens the servants of God labouring in
lonely fields, and the little flocks that surround
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them, they would never pass through the places
where they are to be found without stopping to
salute them in the name of the Lord, and to bid
them God speed. But alas ! how many minis-
ters as well as laymen, like the priest and the
Levite, " pass by on the other side."
The laws of electricity are now pretty well
understood, and it is just as reasonable to live
in accordance with them as with any other laws
of nature. To remove from a strong current of
aia* to escape a stroke of lightning is just as
philosophical as to step aside to shun a preci-
pice ; it is equally as wise to insure your build-
ing from lightning, by a good conductor, as to
insure it from our common fires, at a premium
of one and a half per cent. To betray symp-
toms of fear in any case is unmanly, but to use
one's reason to avert danger is altogether a
different thing. The best safeguard against
lightning is a good conductor kept in complete
repair, and next to this a group of lofty trees ;
but where a dwelling is protected by neither, it
is highly prudent for its inmates to betake them-
selves, during a heavy thunder storm, to the
safest place in it. As the air is a very bad
conductor of electricity, it always seeks to move
in and with the current, and hence it is always
dangerous in a thunder storm to sit between
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two windows or at the entrance of a door.
Again, the air in a chimney being rarified by
the heat below, the electric fluid often enters a
house in this direction. Hence persons should
never seat themselves immediately before a
fire-place in a dangerous storm. When the
electric fluid does not enter the door or chimney
of a house, it usually strikes one corner of the
roof, and passes the rafters, timbers, or sides of
the building, until it enters the earth. On
this account it is unsafe to sit in the corner
or to lean against the side of the room, during
heavy electric discharges. It is also dangerous
to stand before a mirror ; the quicksilver and
gilt of which is a good conductor of lightning ;
indeed the presence of all metallic substances
should be avoided on the same principle. The
safest position in a house as regards lightning,
is in bed, the feathers of which it is composed
being a bad conductor of electricity. It is said
that no person has ever been struck by light-
ning in this position, unless their limbs were
in contact with the frames. As a proof of this
remark, we once saw a house, containing
twenty-five persons, literally torn in pieces by
lightning without injury to any one. They
were all in bed. Next to a bed, the centre of a
room, closed up on the windward side, is the
safest position in which we can place ourselves.
Those only go under God's protection that
follow God's direction.
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I don't like to see boys wasteful.
1. Books. — Books are cheap; so Alexander
is always saying ; and he knocks his geography
about, and strains it open, and soils it, and tears it,
so that in six months he must have another. Thus
he has two in a year. John sits next to him and
takes care of his, and when Alexander has worn
out two, John's is almost as good as ever. Now
yonder, on the upper end of that low seat, sits
Peter without any book ; for his father is either
too poor — or thinks himself too poor — to buy
him one. Suppose Alexander had been as
careful as John, and, instead of buying the
second new book for himself, had bought one
for Peter, and made him a present of it : would
it not have given him pleasure 1
2. Clothes. — Lucius is ever tearing his
clothes. I do not pretend that accidents can
always be avoided. Clothes are not made of
iron or copper, and they will sometimes get
torn. But Lucius seems to take no pains to
avoid tearing his. " My father is able to have
them mended, or get me more," he is apt to say
or think ; and, if we may judge by his be-
haviour, there is reason to think that he is as
willing to tear and injure his coat as not, in
order to have another more new and handsome.
He does not appear to remember that Mr. N.'s
family suffer every winter both for clothes and
shoes ; and that what he might save would do
them great good.
2. Food. — I have seen many a boy waste his
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food. Does he not know that there are multi-
tudes around him in the world hungry, and per-
haps starving? By what rule, then, does he
allow himself to waste things ? Is it because
he does not happen to see any body who is in
want ? Why, we may not see any body that is
sick ; and yet there is no day, or hour, or
minute, when somebody is not sick and dying.
Nay, there is not an hour that can be named,
when there are not more than one individual
in a large city who feels the pangs of want ;
and to whom a few cents to buy food or medi-
cine would not afford relief.
4. Money. — Thomas and Robert have twelve
and a half cents a month each to spend as they
please. It is given them by their father. Thomas
says to himself, when he receives his, " This
I'll save, and use it better than I did the last.
I'll buy nothing but what I want." Well, he
goes out to the common in the evening, and
meets a boy with candy. His mouth waters
for some of the candy. Says he, one cent is
but little; I have eleven and a half more. So
down his throat goes the candy. Next day h,e
meets the orange man. " Cheap oranges ! cheap
oranges! only two cents apiece." Well, an
orange is at last bought. The month is but
half through, when lo! he spends. the last cent.
It goes rather hardly, but then he thinks, " Why,
it is only a cent, and not worth much alone, if I
keep it : so I'll spend it." The rest of the
month he goes without any money at all,
sometimes much to his sorrow.
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RELIGION A CONTINUAL EXERCISE.
They that will, with profit, make use of the
proper instruments of virtue, must so live as if
they were always under the physician's hand.
For the counsels of religion are not to be ap-
plied to the distempers of the soul as men used
to take hellebore ; but they must dwell together
with the spirit of a man, and be twisted about
his understanding for ever ; they must be used
like nourishment, that is, by a daily care and
meditation, not like a single medicine, and upon
the actual pressure of a present necessity. For
counsels and wise discourses, applied to an
actual distemper, at the best are but like strong
smells to an epileptic person ; sometimes they
may raise him up ; but they never cure him.
The following rules, if they be made familiar
to our natures, and the thoughts of every day,
may make virtue and religion become easy and
habitual ; but, when the temptation is present,
and hath already seized upon some portion of
our consent, we are not so apt to be counselled;
and we find no gust or relish in the precept ;
the lessons are the same, but the instrument is
unsttung or out of tune.
He that gives alms does best not always to
consider the minute and strict measures of his
ability, but to give " according as God hath
prospered him." A man must not weigh grains
in the accounts of his repentance ; but for a
great sin have a great sorrow and a great seve-
rity, and in this take the ordinary advices,
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though, it may be, a less rigour might not be
insufficient. Arithmetical measures, especially
of our own proportioning, are hut arguments
of want of love, and of frowardness in reli-
gion, or else are instruments of scruple, and
then become dangerous. Use the rule heartily
and enough, and there will be no harm in the
error, if any should happen. — Dedication of
NATURE S HOMAGE.
BY M. S. LOVETT.
" He is King of kings and Lord of lords," Rev. xix, 16.
Lord of the sterile wastes.
The sands, the rocks, the snows :
Or flower-crown'd sods, or fruitful fields,
Where rich luxuriance grows.
All that we see, — the forest king,
The cedar, and the pine —
Each shrub, each leaf, each blade of grass,
Lord of the world ! is thine.
Lord of the raging main.
The boundless and the deep.
The foaming cataract, or the lake
Which rude winds never sweep ;
Each murm'ring rill, each little stream
That leaps unto the sea —
The beautiful and bright, belong
Lord of the world ! to thee.
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Lord of the trackless air,
The pure, free air of heaven —
The rushing blast, the gentle breeze,
The low, sweet breath of even :
Earth's melodies, the nameless ones,
The glad, or dirge-like tone.
Alike are songs of praise — and all,
Lord of the world ! thine own.
Lord of the frozen north —
Of evening's pensive star —
Of all the myriad lights that gem
Earth's canopy afar, —
Hast thou not fashion'd orb and sphere,
And taught all things to raise
A voice of melody, to hymn,
Lord of the world ! thy praise ?
From the Poughkeepsie Telegraph.
THE TEAR OF FRIENDSHIP.
There is an hour most lovely
In this sad vale of tears !
Where hope, alas ! can only
Dispel our rising fears !
'Tis when from friends we're parting,
We heave the heart-felt sigh —
The tear unconscious starting
From the love-beaming eye.
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Not pearly drop of morning,
Nor diamond's glittering light,
Nor stars the sky adorning,
Shine so divinely bright,
As does the tear drop falhng,
That native gem of heaven !
When shed at friendship's calling,
A tribute to her given.
In humble strains and lowly,
Sweet friendship ! thee I sing ;
Thou art as pure and holy
As balmy breath of spring !
Yet still thou art deceiving
As blush of orient morn ;
For when our friends we're leaving,
We feel thy sharpest thorn.
But hope in voice consoling
Does promise not in vain.
While onward time is rolling,
That we shall meet again ;
Then hush'd be every sorrow.
And calm'd be every fear.
Peace from reflection borrovi^,
And dry the glist 'ning tear
Poughkeepsie, May 30, 1838.
The wise and prudent conquer difficulties
By daring to attempt them. Sloth and folly
Shiver and shrink at sight of toil and danger,
And make th' impossibility they fear. — Rome.
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THE RISINC4 GENERATION.
In walking through the streets, particularly
"When evening draws her crimson curtain round,"
a person cannot fail being struck with the ill
behaviour of the boys who crowd about the
corners, cellar doors, engine houses, and other
conspicuous places. It is really shocking to
pass within ear-shot of these wicked urchins,
and hear them discourse on all the mysteries
of vice. There is something truly awful to
witness such early perversion of all the best
and noblest feelings of our nature ; to listen to
the language of the tavern and theatre poured
forth by voices which, from their childish mo-
dul^ion, should utter nothing but the accents
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of sweetest innocence. If these boys have
parents, they are highly censurable for this
utter neglect of the temporal and spiritual wel-
fare of their offspring, whom they thus allow to
grow up a nuisance to society and a future tor-
ment to themselves. If any of these lads have
some rational employment during the day, they
should not for that reason be turned loose upon
the streets at night. Why not improve their
minds by acquiring the elements of sound
knowledge, and learn their catechisms, which
would teach them the evil of their ways ? We
would not deprive them of healthful exercise ;
but is it conducive to health to lie on damp
cellar doors, smoke abominable segars, and
learn the first rudiments of the gin shop ? O
when shall we have a municipal establishment
under which quiet citizens can walk along the
streets unmolested, and old age can drag its
feeble steps along without irreverence being
shown to its gray hairs !
There is an efficacy in the bended knee, in
the uplifted heart, and outstretched hand, — in
the accents of prayer arising from the lips of a
mother, supplicating God to bless her child,
which faith may interpret for its encouragement,
and the future will one day bless. — L. Richmond.
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THE CLOCK PEDLAR.
I had heard of Yankee clock pedlars, tin
pedlars, and Bible pedlars, especially of him
who sold Polyglot Bibles (all in English) to the
amount of sixteen thousand pounds. The house
of every substantial farmer had three substantial
ornaments, a wooden clock, a tin reflector, and
a Polyglot Bible. How is it that an American
sells his wares at whatever price he pleases,
where a blue-nose would fail to make a sale at
all ? I will inquire of the clock maker the se-
cret of his success.
" What a pity it is, Mr. Slick," (for such was
his name,) " what a pity it is," said I, " that you
who are so successful in teaching these people
the value of clocks, could not also teach them
the value of time."
" I guess," said he, " they have got that ring
to grow on their horns yet, which every four-
year-old has in our country. We reckon hours
and minutes to be dollars and cents. They do
nothing in these parts, but eat, drink, smoke,
sleep, ride about, lounge at taverns, make
speeches at temperance meetings, and talk about
' house of assembly.' If a man don't hoe his
corn, and don't get a crop, he says it is all
owing to the bank ; and if he runs into debt and
is sued, why, he says the lawyers are a curse
to the country. They are a most idle set of
folks, I tell you."
" But how is it," said I, " that you manage to
sell such an immense number of clocks, (which
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certainly cannot be called necessary,) among
a people with whom there seems to be so great
a scarcity of money ?"
Mr. Slick paused, as if considering the pro-
priety of answering the question ; then looking
me in the face, said, in a confidential tone —
" Why, I don't care if I do tell you, for the
market is glutted, and I shall quit this circuit.
It is done by a knowledge of soft sawder and
human natur. But here is deacon Flint's," said
he*; " I have but one clock left, and I guess I
will sell it to him."
At the gate of a most comfortable looking
farm-house stood deacon Flint, a respectable
old man, who had understood the value of time
better than most of his neighbours, if one
might judge from the appearance of every
thing about him. After the usual salutation,
an invitation to " alight" was accepted by Mr.
Slick, who said he wished to take leave of Mrs.
Flint before he left Colchester.
We had scarcely entered the house, before
the clock maker pointed to the view from the
window, and, addressing himself to me, said,
" If I was to tell them in Connecticut there
was such a farm as this, away down east here,
in Nova Scotia, they would'nt believe me —
why, there aint such a location in all New-
England. The deacon has a hundred acres
" Seventy," said the deacon, " only seventy."
" Well, seventy ; but then there is your fine
deep bottom, why, I could run a ramrod into it."
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" Interval, we -call it," said the deacon, who,
though evidently pleased at this eulogium,
seemed to wish the experiment of the ramrod
to be tried in the right place.
" Well, interval, if you please, (though Pro-
fessor Cumstock, in his work on Ohio, caUs
them bottoms,) is just as good as dyke. Then
there is that water privilege, worth three or four
thousand doUars, twice as good as what Gov-
ernor Cass paid fifteen thousand dollars for. I
wonder, deacon, you don't put up a carding
mill on it : the same works would carry a turn-
ing-lathe, a shingle machine, a circular saw,
grind bark, and" —
" Too old," said the deacon, " too old for all
" Old !" repeated the clock-maker — "not you,
why, you are worth half a dozen of the young
men we see now-a-days ; you are young enough
to have" —
Here he said something in a lower tone of
voice, which I did not distinctly hear ; but
whatever it was, the deacon was pleased ; he
smiled, and said he did not think of such things
" But your beasts, dear me, your beasts must
be put in and have a feed," saying which, he
went out to order them to be put into the
As the old gentleman closed the door after
him, Mr. Slick drew near to me, and said in
an under tone —
"That is what I call soft sawder. An
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Englishman would pass that -man as a sheep
passes a hog in a pasture, without looking at
him; or," said he, looking rather archly, "if he
was mounted on a pretty smart horse, I guess
he'd trot away, if he could. Now I find" —
Here his " soft sawder" was cut short by the
entrance of Mrs. Fhnt.
" Jist come to say good by, Mrs. FUnt."
'' What, have you sold all your clocks ?"
" Yes, and very low, too, for money is scarce,
and I wished to close the consam — no, I am
wrong, in saying all, for I have just one left.
Neighbour Steel's wife asked to have the re-
fusal of it, but I guess I won't sell it. I had
but two of them, this one, and the feller of it,
that I sold Governor Lincoln. General Green,
the secretary of state for Maine, said he'd give
me fifty dollars for this here one : it has com-
position wheels and patent axles — it is a beau-
tiful article — a real first chop — no mistake —
genuine superfine ; but I guess I'll take it back.
And besides. Squire Hawk might think kinder
harder, that I did not give him the oflfer."
" Dear me," said Mrs. Flint, " I should like
to see it — where is it ?"
" It is in a chest of mine, over the way, at
Tom Tate's store ; I guess he can ship it on to
" That's a good man," said Mrs. Flint, "jist
let's look at it."
Mr. Slick, willing to oblige, yielded to these
entreaties, and soon produced the clock, a
gaudy, highly varnished trumpery looking affair
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He placed it on the chimney piece, where its
beauties were pointed out, and duly appreciated
by Mrs. Flint, whose admiration was about
ending in a proposal, when Mr. Flint returned
from giving his directions about the care of the
horses. The deacon praised the clock. He,
too, thought it a handsome one, but the deacon
was a prudent man. He had a watch, he was
sorry, but he had no occasion for a clock.
" I guess you're in the wrong furrow, this
time, deacon ; it aint for sale," said Mr. SUck ;
" and if it was, I reckon neighbour Steel's wife
would have it, for she gives me no peace about
Mrs. Flint said, that Mr. Steel had enough to
do, poor man, to pay his interest, without buy-
ing clocks for his wife.
" It's no consarn of mine," said Mr. Slick,
" as long as he pays me what he Jias to do ; but
I guess I don't want to sell it — and, besides, it
comes too high : that clock can't be made at
Rhode Island under forty dollars. Why, it aint
possible," said the clock-maker, in apparent sur-
prise, looking at his watch, " why, as I'm alive,
it is four o'clock, and if I hav'nt been two hours
here — how on airth shall I reach River Philip
to-night? I'll tell you what, Mrs. Flint, I'll
leave the clock in your care till I return on ray
way to the States. I'll set it agoing, and put it
to the right time."
As soon as this operation was performed, he
delivered the key to the deacon, with a sort of
serio-comico injunction to wind up the clock
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every Saturday night, which Mrs. Flint said she
would take care should be done, and promised
to remind her husband of it, in case he should
chance to forget it.
" That," said the clock-maker, as soon as we
were mounted — " that I call human natur ! Now
that clock is sold for forty dollars ; it cost me
just six dollars and fifty cents. Mrs. Flint will
never let Mrs. Steel have the refusal — nor will
the deacon learn, until I call for the clock, that
having once indulged in the use of a superfluity,
how difficult it is to give it up. We can do
without any article of li^bcury we have never
had, but when once obtained, it is not ' in human
natur' to surrender it voluntarily. Of fifteen
thousand sold by myself and partners in this
province, twelve thousand were left in this*
manner, and only ten clocks were ever re-
turned ; when we called for them, they invari-
ably bought them. We trust to ' soft sawder*
to get them into the house, and to 'human
natur' that they never come out of it."
ANECDOTE OF ARCHBISHOP FENELON.
Fenelon, archbishop of Cambray, being told
that his library was burned down, immediately
exclaimed, " Thank God, that it is not a poor
man's cottage destroyed !" and on no occasion
was a murmur ever heard to escape his lips,
although he met with much opposition in the
discharge of his episcopal functions.
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An intimate friend of his, who highly admired
his virtues, one day asked the prelate "if he
could communicate the secret of being always
" Yes," replied the good man, " I can teach
you my secret with much facihty : it consists
in nothing more than making a right use of your
His friend begged him to explain himself.
" Most willingly," returned the bishop. " In
whatever state I am, I first of all look up to
heaven, and I remember my principal business
here is to get there : I then look down upon
the earth, and call to mind how small a portion
I shall occupy in it, when I come to be inter-
red : I then look abroad into the world, and
observe what multitudes there are who are, in
many respects, more unhappy than myself.
Thus I learn where true happiness is placed,
where all our cares must end ; and then see how
very little reason I have to complain."
It is wonderful to consider how a command
to be liberal, either upon a civil or religious
account, all of a sudden impoverishes the rich,
breaks the merchant, shuts up every private
man's exchequer, and makes those men in a
minute have nothing at all to give, who, at the
very same instant, want nothing to spend. —
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From the Sunday School Journal.
This is the name of a flourishing town in
Michigan, situated on each side of the River
Huron, a small river emptying into Lake Erie,
about twenty miles below Detroit. It is thirty
miles west of Detroit, The Detroit and St.
Joseph's railroad passes through this village ; it
is completed as far as Ypsilanti, and has been
in operation since the first of February last.
The settlement of Ypsilanti was commenced
during the year 1827, at that time a desert
place ; few, if any, white inhabitants, and no
communication with Detroit, except by an In-
dian trail. Let me tell you here, as perhaps
some of you may not know, that an Indian trail
is a narrow footpath, often worn to the depth
of twelve or fourteen inches and not a foot wide
at top. The Indians, in travelling, whether on
foot or horseback, follov^r one after the other,
and though, as is now the case, roads have been
made, yet they prefer their own narrow foot-
path, winding along among the trees or across
the open space, so but they pursue their own
beaten track — a striking example of the force
of habit, showing us the importance of forming
good habits in early life. The lady of the
house where I board has given me many par-
ticulars of the early settlement of Ypsilanti. I
will give you an account of the first Sunday
school established here in her own words.
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She said, — " We came here in the spring of
1828 ; at that time there were but two frame
houses in the town. There was no regular
school of any kind. There was no meeting
for worship on the Sabbath. Quite a number
of families and many transient persons were re-
sidents here, but all seemed indifferent to every
thing of a religious nature. The Sabbath was
a day of resort to the only tavern in the place,
where games of all descriptions were practised
with impunity. Horse-racing and card-playing
were prevalent, and some who came from other
and better society were fast sinking in charac-
ter, and becoming as depraved as those around
them. About two months after we came here,
(July, 1828,) I found a pious female who felt
on this subject as myself; we agreed to make
an effort to collect the children on the Sabbath
to read the Scriptures, and give them such in-
struction as we were able. About ten were
thus assembled at first, but afterward increased
to twenty or more ; but in the whole place not
a man was found who could pray in our little
Sunday school. Yet, with the assistance of
our heavenly Father's aid we persevered and
found our reward in the moral improvement of
the children, and, in some instances, of parents ;
for, there being no religious meetings, many
came to hear and see the improvement of their
children. Thus commenced our first Sabbath
school in Ypsilanti."
I might add there is indubitable evidence,
that from that date commenced the moral im-
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provement of the people. The next year they
were encouraged by the labours of a circuit
preacher, and the little Sabbath school steadily
advanced. In 1831 the school became auxili-
ary to the American Sunday School Union. A
donation of books was granted, and the first
Sunday school library was established, which
gave new interest to the cause. It has received
additions from time to time as the population
has increased, and its friends persevered. There
are four churches gathered here, viz. : Presby-
terian, Methodist, Episcopalian, and Baptist,
each of which, except the Baptist, now have
Sunday schools. The one at the Presbyterian
church is the original Union school, and num-
bers (including the adult classes) over two
hundred scholars. I consider it one of the first
schools in the state. There have been, since
its commencement, more than twenty conver-
sions among the scholars, some of which were
very interesting. The superintendent is a con-
verted Jew. He came to this country from
Germany some three or four years since ; had
been educated in all the strictness of the cere-
monial law, had never even read a chapter in
the New Testament. During a revival in the
church, two years since, he came out decided,
and publicly professed faith in that neglected
Saviour so much abused by his people and kin-
dred, and now displays a commendable zeal in
the cause of Sabbath schools.
liast summer I proposed to the Ypsilanti
Sabbath school and others, in the adjoining
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towns, to meet on the 4th of July, in the village
of Ypsilanti, to celebrate the day with appro-
priate religious services. The plan was most
cordially adopted ; at nine o'clock might be
seen the wagons coming in at all the avenues
of the village, freighted with parents and chil-
dren of all ages, and I might say of almost
every variety of costume. From one town
alone, (Superior,) twenty wagons, each with
two horses, carrying from eight to ten indivi-
duals, came in in a line, one after the other,
affording a cheering evidence of the interest in
Clergymen from the different denominations
were present, and united in the services of the
day. The children occupied the body of the
house during the exercises. The children were
then formed in procession, and walked to a
grove, where suitable refreshments were gra-
tuitously provided by the ladies of the village
and vicinity, for all who wished.
Could you, my young friends, have seen this
interesting collection of children, numbering
more than seven hundred, the youngest seated
in the centre of the circle, and the larger ones
arranged in the rear according to their size, and
the parents and friends surrounding the whole ;
could you have seen their smiling intelligent
faces, and taken a view into future years, see-
ing in them the hope of the state, I am sure
your hearts would have received a new impulse
in your benevolent zeal for Sabbath schools in
he west. Think of Ypsilanti ten years since,
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and the two female friends of Sabbath schools,
with their ten or twelve children assembled in
the log cabin on a Sabbath morn, and see it now
with its increased population, its moral renova-
tion, and all its cheering prospects, and well
may we exclaim, What hath God wrought !
NOT TOO YOUNG.
Child. — This world is very beautiful,
And sweet and fair to me ;
They say that heaven is fairer still ;
Tell me how this can be.
Tutor. — ^O yes, heaven is all happiness,
A summer day of joy ;
This bright glad earth, that better world,
God made them both, my boy.
Child. — O, then, if God is wise and good,
And heaven is bright and fair.
Tell me, dear friend, of God and hea-
And show me where they are.
Tutor. — Know, God is like a Father kind
And merciful to thee ;
Serve him in life ; and, after death,
Heaven shall thy portion be.
Child. — When you and I together stood
In that still burial ground,
You told me they were dead who slept
'Neath those cold stones around.
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Were their hearts ever bhthe as mine,
Their limbs as Ught and free ?
And shall I die, and sleep like them ?
Say, what is death to me ?
Tw^or.— Dear boy, these things are deep and
Too deep for such as thou ;
We'll talk of them in future years.
Thou couldst not bear them now.
The child a moment paused, and o'er
The infant cheek and brow
A shade of doubt and wonder past.
Then with a sudden glow
Of quick intelligence, he spoke, —
" O, no, that cannot be.
For 'midst those lonely grave stones
^- Is many a one I see.
(For I have measured them myself)
They're shorter much than I :
Tell me of God, and heaven, and death ;
I'm not too young to die !"
O let me never, never dare
To act a trifler's part,
Or think that God will hear a prayer
Which comes not from the heart.
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THE DISCIPLES ON THE SEA.
BY THE REV. J. RUSLING.
Once on a time Christ's little band,
To escape from ruder company,
Resolved to leave the solid land,
And brave the dangers of the sea.
The evening came and it grew dark,
And Jesus was not with them there ;
The wind blew hard upon their bark,
The sea tumultuous did appear.
Now hard they row, and careful steer,
While still the howling tempests rave ;
When lo ! they see approaching near.
The Saviour walking on the wave !
Peter then cried, Bid me, Lord,
On the rude billows walk with thee ;
He bade him come", and at his word
Assay'd to walk the dangerous sea.
But soon his trembling faith gave out,
And he fell sinking in the main ; lH
His Saviour said, " Why dost thou doubt ?
I will thy sinking feet sustain."
Then he with kindness reach'd his hand,
And Peter walk'd upon the deep ;
The winds were hush'd at Christ's command,
And the rude waves were luU'd to sleep.
Alas ! how often we essay
To venture the unruly wave ;
And sink, imless the Lord display
His gracious readiness to save.
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FOR THE YOUNG CHRISTIAN.
In dependance on the promised grace of my
covenant God and Saviour, through continued
prayer for the presence and aid of the eternal
Spirit, I will carry into effect the following
resolves : —
1 . I will value rny soul more than my body,
consecrating both to the service and glory of
2. I will improve my mind in the knowledge
of the doctrines and duties of the gospel.
3. I will supplant the evil propensities and
affections of my heart, and cultivate the same
to high attainments in personal holiness.
4. In my conversation I will introduce sub-
jects of a religious nature, seeking to make them
experimental and searching. I will not allow
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myself to spend time in idle and frivolous
5. I will avoid conformity to the extrava-
gances, fashions, and follies of the world !
6. I will, when invited to places of amuse-
ment and parties of pleasure, ask myself. Shall
I, by complying, increase my spirituality, and
benefit the souls of my impenitent friends ?
7. I will improve the opportunities to pray
with my Christian and impenitent friends.
8. I will be constant in attending the means
of grace, the sanctuary, the prayer meeting, the
conference, the monthly concert. Sabbath school,
teachers' meeting, and other occasional meet-
ings. I will allow myself no excuse, extraor-
9. I will be active in benevolent objects, and
will engage in none that render me censorious
10. I will seek to retain truth which I hear
from the pulpit, and which I gain by reading.
I will converse upon it, and pray that it may be
sanctified to myself and others.
11. I will read portions of the Bible, and
perform the duty of secret prayer daily.
12. I will speak evil of and hate no one —
will be kind to all — looking upon and treating
every human being as a neighbour and a friend.
13. As I may die suddenly and soon, I will,
in the secret place of prayer, peruse these reso-
lutions on Saturday evening of each week — or,
if prevented doing it then, will do it on Sabbath
morning or evening. Trusting in the blood of
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sprinkling, and in the grace of God, the Father,
Son, and Holy Ghost, the God of the everlast-
ing covenant, I will seek to be ready for death
and the judgment.
There are two ideas generally connected
with the word " light" in Scripture, when used
in a spiritual sense ; one primary idea, know-
ledge, because light shows us things as they
are ; and then a secondary idea, joy, because a
right knowledge of spiritual things imparts joy.
When, therefore, we are told that there is light
in heaven, that God dwells in light there, that
the inheritance of the saints there is an inherit-
ance in hght, we are to understand that heaven
is a word of knowledge as gives rise to pleasure
and joy ; that we shall not lose our character as
intellectual beings there ; that our rainds and
understandings will go with us to heaven, and
be called into exercise in heaven, and have
every thing brought before them that can ex-
pand, and elevate, and delight them. Here on
earth the Christian is not a creature of mere
feelings and sensations, of joys coming he
knows not whence nor how ; he is not a mystic
or enthusiast ; he is a sober-minded, rational
man, more so in his religion, perhaps, than in
any thing else. In heaven he will rise higher
still in spiritual understanding. He will com-
prehend the happiness that fills him. It will
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all flow from knowledge imparted to him, from
knowledge received by an active, vigorous un-
derstanding into a clear, holy, and enlarged mind.
But whence is this knowledge to come ? The
text tells us. It traces it, observe, to the glo-
rified Jesus as its source. God in Christ, it
says, and in Christ as the Son of man, is the
author of it. " Christ the light of heaven." —
Bexleifs Practical Sermons, vol. ii, 1838
OBSERVANCE OF THE LORD'S DAY.
In the winter of 1809, Mr. Wilberforce,
meditating a trip to Bath, wrote to Mr. Per-
ceval to ascertain the day of the meeting of
" Parliament," was the reply, " will not meet,
unless something unforeseen should occur, until
Monday, the 16th of January. I hope, there-
fore, you will lose no time in getting your health
well set up at Bath."
His watchfulness for public morals at once
suggested to him the amount of Sunday travel-
ling which such a day of meeting would create ;
and he begged, in answer, that it might, if pos-
sible, be altered.
" I thank you for your note of yesterday,"
rejoined the conscientious minister, " and am
really sorry that I have given occasion for it.
I feel myself the more to blame, because, upon
the receipt of your note, it brought back to my
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recollection (what I had till then forgot) some
observations which the speaker made to me
some time ago upon the same subject ; if they
had been present to mind when we settled
the meeting of parliament, I would not have
fixed it upon a Monday. We were, however,
almost driven into that day. * * * Notwith-
standing all these considerations, however, if I
had thought, as I ought to have done, of the
Sunday travelling, which the meeting on Mon-
day will too probably occasion, I would have
preferred meeting on a Friday in the sessions
week, with all its inconveniences. You have
the whole state of the case before you. I am
open to yoiu: judgment — for inadvertence is
certainly never felt by me as any excuse."
Two days later he wrote again.
"Dear Wilbefforce, You will be glad to hear
that it is determined to postpone the meeting
of parliament till Thursday the 19th, instead
of Monday the 16th, to obviate the objections
which you have suggested to the meeting of
that day. Yours, very truly, Spencer Perceval."
Mr. Wilberforce has, in his diary, without
any allusion to the part he had in it —
" The House put off nobly by Perceval, be-
cause of the Sunday travelling it would have
occasioned." — Wilberforce^ s Life.
Envy cannot exist in perfection without a
secret esteem of the person envied.
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A remarkable instance of this is related by
Bryan Edwards, in his History of St. Domingo.
It occurred during the revolution of 1791.
" Amid the scenes of horror, one instance
occurs of such fidelity and attachment in a
negro, as was equally unexpected and affecting.
Monsieur and Madame Billion, their daughter
and son-in-law, and two white servants, residing
on a mountain plantation about thirty miles from
Cape Fran9ois, were apprized of the revolt by
one of their own slaves, who was himself in the
conspiracy, but promised, if possible, to save
the lives of his master and his family. Having
no immediate means of providing for their es-
cape, he conducted them into an adjacent wood;
after v^^hich he went and joinail the revolters.
The following night he found an opportunity of
bringing them provisions from the rebel camp.
The second night he returned again with a far-
ther supply of provisions ; but declared it would
be out of his power to give them any farther
assistance. After this, they saw nothing of the
negro for three days ; but at the end of that
time he came again, and directed the family
how to make their way to a river which led to
Port Margot, assuring them they would find a
canoe on a part of the river which he described.
They followed his directions, found the canoe,
and got safely into it, but were overset by the
rapidity of the current, and, after a narrow es-
cape, thought it best to return to their retreat in
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the mountains. The negro, anxious for their
safety, again found them out, and directed them
to a broader part of the river, where he assured
them he had provided a boat ; but said it was
the last effort he could make to save them.
They went accordingly, but not finding the
boat, gave themselves up for lost, when the
faithful negro again appeared like their guardian
angel. He brought with him pigeons, poultry,
and bread ; and conducted the family by slow
marches in the night along the banks of the
river, until they were in sight of the wharf at
Port Margot ; when, telling them they were
out of danger, he took his leave for ever, and
went to join the army. The family were in the
woods nineteen nights." — History of St. Do-
mingo, page 74.
THE LOST CHILD.
There was a very small boy who lived in a
village in New-Jersey. His name was John.
One day his mother sent him into the woods
to look for the cow. She said to him, " Now,
John, you must be sure to go no farther than
the brook ; if you go on the other side of that
brook, I think you will be lost."
John told his mother that he would not go
over this brook. He put on his hat and set off
to look for the cow. As he walked along he
picked a great many red and blue flowers, and
stuck them in his hat.
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John went along a great way, but could not
see any thing of the cow. Sometimes he stop-
ped to listen and try to hear the cow's bell, for
she had a large bell hung to her neck. Then^*
he looked in the soft muddy places, to see
whether there were any cow tracks. At last
he came to the brook, where his mother had
said he must stop. There was a log over the
brook. Something in his breast seemed to say,
John, you must not disobey your mother. But
John thought he heard the cow's bell on the
other side. He sat down and thought. At last,
he said, I will go over a little way.
It was wrong for John to do so. Children
ought to obey their parents. Little boys are
not able to tell what is right for themselves.
John walked and walked, and at last he came
to a place where there was another brook. He
could not find his way back. He ran till he
was out of breath, but he could not see any
path. Then he sat down and cried. He was
in the woods all day, and then it began to be
dark. He was very cold and hungry. His
limbs ached, and he was frightened. He said,
" O what a wicked boy I have been to disobey
my dear mother."
John was very sorry. He thought he might
die in the woods that cold night. Then he
remembered that God is everywhere, that he
also forgives sinners. He remembered that
God hears prayer. He knelt down under a
bush, and put up his hands. The tears ran
down his face. He prayed to God to forgive
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his sin, for Christ's sake, and to bring him back
home. Then he arose, and tried again to find
the path. After he had walked a Httle, he heard
the cow's bell ; then he saw her ; he knew in a
minute it was his mother's cow. The cow
went straight home, as she did every evening.
And John followed her, and so got back. —
Sunday School Friend.
THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.
The Christian life is like a journey. The
road lies through a wilderness. It is difficult,
narrow, steep, and rugged ; intersected at every
point with well-trodden paths, beautifully stud-
ded with flowers, cooling brooks, and gurgling
waterfalls, for the refreshment and repose of the
weary traveller. No sooner has the unwary
pilgrim set foot in these by-paths, than he loses
sight of the straight and narrow way. For a
while he wanders on, perhaps unconscious of
his error, till suddenly the clouds gather black-
ness ; the thunders peal, and the lightnings
play over his head ; the serpents hiss, and his
ears are stunned with the bowlings of savage
beasts of prey. Terrified and affrighted, he
turns to seek the " good old way." But alas !
he knows not whither to flee. He is enveloped
in midnight darkness. He wanders farther
still. Affrighted and wounded, he gives up in
despair ; till at length, by the "kind hand of him
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who first directed his feet to the narrow way,
he again finds himself at the entrance, to begin
his journey anew. The traveller, entering
upon such a journey, would rejoice to find
some one who had passed that way before,
and could point out to him its difficulties and
dangers. We suppose this to be the case es-
pecially with young people, who have recently
entered upon this journey. We propose,
therefore, to give them such hints as we sup-
pose to be adapted to their circumstances and
wants. We shall greatly rejoice if we may be
able to afford any aid to those who have deter-
mined to give the warmth and freshness of their
early affections to the Saviour. We look on
such young persons with delightful emotions ;
and though we may not flatter them, yet we
may say, we love them, because they have
" chosen that better part, which shall not be
taken from them." And O, why should they
not choose it? Is not Jesus worthy of their
first and best affections ? Who has such a
claim upon the supreme devotion of their hearts ?
Let them not, therefore, live unto themselves,
but unto him who died and rose again, that
they might live.
I have read of many wicked popes ; but
the worst pope I ever met with is Pope Self.
— Johfi Newton.
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IRON GUARDED FROM RUST.
An important discovery has been made in
Paris, if we may rely upon a statement in the
Commercial. According to that, a Mr. Sorrel
has found out a means by galvanizing iron to
prevent its undergoing the process of oxidation.
No description is given of this method, which
seems to be a secret, but that a galvanized pow-
der is employed. It is affirmed that the experi-
ments of several members of the Society for the
Encouragement of Art have fully confirmed the
statements of M. Sorrel, and that there is a
strong hope that his process may be applied to
every species of iron employed in machinery or
in the arts, however large, which it is desirable
to preserve from rust. Cannon balls, and even
the cannon themselves, may be preserved ; and
a statement is made of the saving it would cause
to the French government were only the can-
non balls which rusted away in twenty years
saved from the effects of the air. Watch springs
and jewelry of polished steel are said to have
remained perfectly bright though they were a
long time immersed in water, saturated with a
galvanic powder. The experiments of Sir H.
Davy in preserving copper from the effects of
salt water by galvanism are noticed, and those
experiments give countenance to the statement
that it may be possible by galvanism to guard
iron from rust.
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' From the Maryland Temperance Herald.
E. Taylor, Esq., — I have often observed with
sorrow that the poor drunkard's family have
been unjustifiably neglected, and, although his
wife may be ever so amiable, as soon as her
husband becomes a drunkard, she and her chil-
dren must be consigned over to infamy, and
that too without a crime, when it should have
been our pleasure to carry consolation and com-
fort to this unfortunate family. Lately observ-
ing something of this kind, the circumstance
prompted the following lines, which, if you
think worth publishing, please give them an in-
sertion. Yours, truly, J. P. Coffin
0, pity me lady, I'm hungry and cold ;
Should I all my sorrows to you unfold,
I'm sure your kind breast with compassion
My father's a drunkard — but Fm not to hlame.
My mother's consumptive, and soon will depart —
Her sorrows and trials have broken her heart.
My poor little sisters are starving ! O shame !
Our father's a drunkard — hut we're not to hlame.
Time was we were happy, with plenty and peace,
And every day saw our pleasures increase ;
O, then with what kindness we lisp'd forth his
But now he's a drunkard — yet, we're not to blame.
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Time was when each morning around the fire-
Our sire in the midst like a saint would preside,
And kneel, and for blessings would call on
God's name —
But now he's a drunkard — can we he to blame ?
Our father then loved us, and all was delight,
Until he partook of this withering blight,
And sunk his poor family in misery and shame —
yes, he's a dnmkard — hut we're not to hlame.
Yet we must be censured and shunn'd by man-
Trodden down with contempt and to sorrow
Our friends all forsake us and leave us ! O
1 own he's a drunkard — but we're not to hlame.
My poor dying mother, must she feel the scorn?
Must she be forsaken, to perish forlorn ?
grief! when I call on that affectionate name,
1 might well ask the world — can that saint be to
My sisters, poor orphans ! O, what have they
Why should you neglect them, or why will you
Let not foul disgrace be attached to their
Though their father's a drunkard — they are not
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ADVANTAGES OF AFFLICTION.
BY THOMAS MOORE.
O thou, who dry'st the mourner's tear,
How dark this world would be,
If, when deceived and wounded here.
We could not flee to thee !
The friends who in our sunshine live.
When winter comes, are flown ;
And he who has but tears to give.
Must weep those tears alone.
But thou wilt heal that broken heart,
Which, like the plants, that throw
Their fragrance from the wounded part,
Breathes sweetness out of wo.
When joy no longer soothes or cheers,
And e'en the hope that threw
A moment's sparkle o'er our tears.
Is dimm'd and vanquish'd too —
O, who would bear life's stormy doom.
Did not thy wing of love
Come brightly wafting through the gloom —
Our peace-branch from above !
Then sorrow touch'd by thee grows bright,
With more enraptured ray.
As darkness shows us worlds of light
We never saw by day.
CONTENTS OF VOL. XV.
Archbishop Fenelon, anecdote of - - 104
Affliction, advantages of - - - 126
JBoy and the Infidel - - - - 43
Bible, the source of temporal comfort - 75
Bear, the 81
Cochin China ----- 5
Children good listeners - - - - 29
Child's morning song - - - - 79
Coronation ------ 85
Christian, for the young - - - 113
Child, the lost 119
Christian life, the 121
Disciples on the sea - - - - 112
Egyptian mummies - - - - 59
Fragments, from the German - - - 19
Faith ------- 63
Fisherman's boy - - - - - 68
Gospel, a nobleman preaching the - - 87
Heavens, intellectual - - - - 46
Ichneumon - - - - - -17
Indians, American - - - - 47
Lackington, James . - - - 6
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Ladies, the three Roman - - - 21
Loungers, church •=■ - - - - 23
Lightning - - - - - - 89
Light - - . - - - - 115
Lord's day, observance of the - - 116
Morning hymn - - - - - 32
Matthew Hale's rules - - - - 83
Mind, purity of- - - - -78
Nightingale's song - - - - 33
Nature's teacher - - - - - 55
Nature's homage - - - - - 94
Negro affection 118
Orphans, the - - - - - 13
Orphan, the blind 28
Pride — an extract 61
Persian Gulf, fishing in the - - - 65
Rice, culture of - - - - - 49
Robin, the 62
Religion a continual exercise - - 93
Sunset thoughts - - - - - 16
Sabbath-breaking makes Infidels - - 29
Songs in the night - - - - 64
Swearing, profane - - - - 71
Sunday school - - - - - 80
Trifles make perfection - - - - 12
Tyndall, WilUam 37
Temperance admonitions - - - 46
Tear of friendship - - - - 95
Wanderer's return - - - - 72