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She replied, 'No, not by my pray- I long to see my heavenly Father's ers, but through Jesus Christ.' face : I shall soon be parted from Youthful reader, are you as anx- you, dear brothers and sisters, for ious as was Mary to get to hea- | how long I cannot tell.' And at ven ?

Are you praying that you this they were all melted into may be one of the happy children tears. “Dó not weep for me,' around God's throne? Jesus in- | Jane said, “Oh do not weep for vites you, --' Those that seek me me! I am so happy. Jesus is early shall find me. Pray God to precious to me: I love him so make you fit for heaven, through much : I quite long to see his Jesus, whose blood cleanseth from face without a glass between. Do all sin. Then, when you die, not weep for me-oh do as teacher

Our Saviour and Friend,
Who for sinners did die,

often told me, weep on account of
His angel will send

your sins. Dear mother, and fa-
To take you on high.

ther, and brothers, and sisters,
His praises to tell
Who for sins did atone,

will you meet me in heaven ?' and
With childred to dwell

she died. And they were all Around the Lord's throne. melted to tears. Ah ! Jane was a PRAYING Children. In M— lovely child, and well might they three little girls used to go into weep at her death. But she is so the woods every Lord's day. happy, that they cannot wish her Was it for pleasure ? for the sake back. I hope they will meet her of a walk ? ' Did they break the in heaven. Dear reader ! are you Sabbath ? Oh no; they went

melted to tears on account of sin ? that they might join together to

Oh your sins against God are so sing, to read the Bible, and pray.

wicked and many. They cannot One Sunday, just as they were

be felt too much of a burden : starting off, the grandmother of they cannot be wept for too much. one of them called out, 'Julia, Be anxious to meet in heaven where are you going? It is very

every Sabbath scholar and little wrong to think of taking pleasure child of whom you have read who on God's holy day.' Julia replied, has died happily in Jesus, like 'Dear grandmother, we do no.

Jane L.

Oh then to Christ for pardon fiy, thing that is wrong; for we go He'll banish all your fears, into the quiet woods to read the

And to Him. Abba, Father,' cryBible, to sing, and to pray, Mary

He'll wipe away your tears. prays, and Jane prays, and then I pray.' 'What do you pray for ?'

I DONT WANT TO BE GOOD.--So asked her grandmother. That

said a little girl at Derby to a God would bless us, and our

friend who was talking to her. schoolmates, and give us new

He asked her why she did not hearts.' Young friends ! do you she, all good children die, and I

wish to be good. 'Because,' said ever retire to read, to sing, and to pray thus? If not, begin the dont want to die.' This was a practice; for such worship God sad mistake. Many die that are is pleased with.

not converted. And those that How truly pleasant 'tis to see

are good do not die at all earlier Little children thus agree,

than they otherwise would, but Uniting on God's holy day, To read the Bible, sing, and pray.

they die happier. Let all children

understand that religion will make THEY WERE ALL MELTED INTO them happy in life, as well as in TEARS.-Jane L. was dying, and death; and that if they love and her parents, brothers, and sisters serve God they are more likely to were called round the bed. Jane live long than if they offend God said. “I am going home to Jesus: , and commit sin.

STORY FOR LITTLE GIRLS.

the discourse so much applauded, A PABLE.

was to convince each, that himIt happened once, that all the self was most unfortunate, and animals, beasts, birds, fishes, and his neighbour without excuse. insects, assembled to hear a ser- MORAL.-People who do not mon from one of their number; do their duty in the situation in I have not been informed who which they are, would not be was the orator. The subject of likely to do so in another. the discourse, was the duty of living to do good: and the audi

WHAT I LIVE FOR. ence seemed much delighted with I Have little hands and feet, the number and variety of the

I can run about and play ;

I have teeth with which to eat; motives presented. As they went

I have eyes to see the way. to their respective homes, after God, my Maker in the sky, the performance, thus they mora

Gave these blessings ; I should try

All bis mercies to improve, lized to themselves.

And his holy name to love. Said the ant, 'This sermon is a

'Tis not just to eat and sleep, very good one for some folks, but

He is pleased my life to keep; it has no sort of application to I'm not made for idle play, me. What can such a poor, little,

Like a butterfly all day:

Shameful would it be to grow crawling thing as I, do for the

Like a dunce, and nothing know; good of the universe ? Besides, I must learn to read, and look I have so large a family of my own

Often in God's holy book. to provide for, that it requires all Busy I must be, and do my time and attention. If I had What is right aud useful too ;

What my parents, fond and kind, wings, like a butterfly, I would

Bid me, I will gladly mind: pot live so useless a life as he How I love to hear them say, does.'

• You're a darling child to-day!'

They are happy, I can tell, Said the butterfly, 'I am really If I am behaving well; ashamed of the ant, who has such They are grieved, and I am sad

When I have been acting bad. stores laid up, that she does no more good with them. I am sure O! that never once again if I were half as rich, I would

I might cause them grief or pain;

Never wrong should I have done, supply all the poor of the neigh- If my naughty heart were gone; bourhood. But when I can hardly

But to God I still will pray

Please to take that heart away! get enough for myself, how can I

He from sin can make me free, help others ?'

For the Saviour died for me. The little fish complained that

0! how happy life to spend.

With the Saviour for my friend. he had neither time, nor talents, nor opportunity of doing good ;

THE SUNDAY SCHOOL. he was so insignificant that he had no influence; and, moreover, he

'Mid all the various walks of life, had to get food for himself, and

No joy is found so sweet,

As when away from scenes of strife, take care that he was not made In Sunday school we meet. food for others. If he were only

There truth divine our hearts expand, as large and strong as the whale,

Our bosoms feel delight, he might be useful.

O what a cheerful happy land ! The sheep declared thąt as he

O what a lovely sight! had no horns to defend himself,

We here peruse the sacred page, it was absurd to think of his do- And oft with wonder pause,

And then with earnestness engage, ing anything for others; he hoped

To learn Jehovah's laws. his neighbour, the goat, would apply the sermon to himself. And when we chant the song of praise,

All think and feel the same,
Thus each excused himself; and,

As we our infant voices raise,
on the whole, the sole result of And bless the Saviour's name.

SUNDAY ANECDOTES. ard, proclaim, “This, this, is all

that remains to Saladin the great, Romans vi. 16.— Know ye not, that the conqueror, and the king of the to whom ye yield yourselves servants empire, of all his glory!" to obey, his servants ye are to whom

Behold the foolish, and the wise, ye obey; whether of sin unto death,

The timerous, and the brave, or of obedience unto righteousness.'

Quit their possessions, close their eyes, November 7.-Some years ago,

And hasten to the grave. as the late Rev. Dr. Pringle, of

MATT. vii. 21.-'Not every one that Perth, was taking a walk, two

saith unto me, Lord, Lord, shall enter young beaux coming briskly up into the kingdom of heaven; but he to him, and making their bow

that doeth the will of my Father which

is in heaven.' politely, asked him if he could

November 28.-An undutiful tell them the colour of the devil's wig?

son, who had almost brought The worthy clergyman, surveying them attentively a few down his parents' grey hairs with seconds, made the following reply: sorrow to the grave, once called - Truly here is a most surprising on his father on his birth-day to

do him honour. 'Ah! my son ! case ! Two men have served a master all the days of their life, said the aged man, 'the best way

to honour me will be to turn and don't know the colour of

from the error of your ways.

If his wig!'

you really respect me, learn to Dear Lord, I yield myself to thee, And would henceforth thy servant be; respect yourself : till then, I can And when my service here shall end. have no faith in your professions, Let me to brighter worlds ascend.

for how can I expect him truly,

to honour his father on. earth PROV. xi. 3.- The perverseness of transgressors shall destroy them.' who dishonours his Father who

November 14.-One of the worst is in heaven.' men that ever lived, said just

Lord, cleanse us from hypocrisy,

And let our words and deeds agree; before he died in prison, "That

May we possess a humble fear, he remembered very well that he And be in truth what we appear. hesitated and shuddered the first time he put out his hand to take

THE INVITATION a penknife, which did not belong Let little children come to me.

The invitation ! Oh! how free: to him, and yet, at last, he mur- To Thee, O Lord, we fain would go, dered an innocent man, that he Thy blessing now on us bestow. might rob him of his money.' Brought in our infancy, we came Sad state of poor distempered man,

To take on us thy holy name; How desperate his case ;

Brought to thy house, we now appear, No remedy can he obtain,

To pray, to praise, thy word to hear. But that of sovereign grace.

Grant us thy Spirit, Lord, that we,

Now for ourselves may come to Thee; Psalm xlix. 17.-For when he dieth,

Not brought by other's love alone, he shall carry nothing away; his glory

But making the blest deed our own. shall not descend after him."

Fill every heart with love to Thee, November 21.-Saladin, the May all our Lord's disciples be,

Obey his laws and do his will, Saracen conqueror, just before he And follow Christ through good or ill. uttered his last sigh, called the

Now let us, as we hope to raise herald who had carried his banners In heaven our anthems to thy praise, before him in all his battles, Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

With saints, and with the heavenly host, commanded him to fasten to the

Homerton.

JAMES EDMESTON. top of a lance the shroud in which a dying prince was soon to be

Printed and published by JOSEPH GILLETT. buried. 'Go,' said he, carry

of No. 3, Clarence Street, Chorlton-upon.

Medlock, in the parish of Manchester, af this lance, unfurl this banner, the Office of GILLETT and MOORE, No. and while you lift up this stand

Brown Street, Manchester, in the County of
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EGYPTIAN COFFEE HOUSES. their stead male and female muTAB religion of Mohammed, so sicians, jugglers, serpent charmprevalent in Egypt, is of a gloomyers, and magicians whose enchantcharacter. Hence its disciples ments are to us very inexplicable. have been driven to simple and Many of these matters are pursued even childish amusements. The at the coffee houses depicted in coffee houses and baths are the our engraving. ehief places of public amusement. The games principally played Dancing girls and jugglers itine- are of a kind that suit the sedenrate about the streets, and fre- tary habits of Orientals. Athletic

quently visit these houses. In Cairo exercises are seldom engaged in Italone above a thousand coffee by the peasantry; and gambling

shops were lately open. Thither being solemnly forbidden by Mapeople go toward evening. There homet is rarely practised. The they smoke pipes, drink coffee, name by which female singers are and listen to the strains of hired designated, signifies a learned womusicians, or the romances of man, and many of them are perstory tellers. It is remarkable, sons of great accomplishment. that even in the days of their They are often engaged for priworst adolatry, the Egyptians seem vate entertainments, and are reto have had no theatres. No traces warded by large sums collected of theatrical buildings have been from the master of the house and discovered. But they have had in his guests.

N

School Room. last day of time shall come, when

this earth shall be needed no more, THE NURSERY OF IMMORTAL

and be destroyed. But there is MINDS.

that within you which can never This world is a sort of nursery- be destroyed but by eternal woe. garden. Here celestial plants are This sun shall cease to shine; but nurtured for a few short years, and the immortal spark within you then transplanted to immortality. shall never be quenched. The It is, however, the garden of intel- stars shall fall from heaven, as a ligent, active and responsibleminds fig-tree casteth her untimely fruit who must abide the results of their when shaken with the wind; the own right or wrong doings. And moon shall be darkened, and the yet how little think the busy mul- earth shall be burned up; for the titude amid life's cares, and busi- angel, standing with one foot on ness, and pleasures, of that amaz. the sea, and the other on the land, ing immortality which lies just shall lift his hand to heaven and before them, and on whose solemn swear, Time shall be no more. But boundary, for aught they know, you shall be without end. You they are treading every hour. have begun an existence that will

This earth, on which we live, never cease. You will still live, was made for man. The beasts and live on, so long as God himself that feed upon it, the fishes that shall exist. swim in its waters, the fouls that It is that we may prepare for fiy in the air, are made subservient new and untried scenes that time to man, and seemed to have been is now so valuable. It is that we formed for his use. This wide the.

may pass through a kind of pupi. atre of all around us was brought lage, and be trained for higher into being for the service of man. pursuits. We are born, and plaAnd can it be that the wise Archi- ced on this earth for a season, that tect has framed such a grand and we may here be educated, and dis. spacious scene as this for the crea- ciplined, and fit ourselves for a ture of a day? Was it that man station of glory. And the man should spend here a few fleeting who overlooks this great object, hours, sporting himself like an mistakes the purpose of his being. insect in the summer's air, and He has forgotten the errand on then pass away and be no more for which he was sent into the world. ever, that God in his wisdom, and His occupations are as useless, in goodness, laid the foundations of respect to the end for which life this earth, and spread out these was given, as the truant boy's idle skies? Was it for this that he amusements; they are insignifiraised the glorious sun, and bade cant and trivial as the toyings of him move on in his sublime and smiling, thoughtless idiocy. The unvarying course ? Has he made angels who behold us from above, such a waste as this? Has he must look down upon the men who formed this world for so mean a are bustling, and striving, and purpose ? Oh no! it was formed toiling solely in the acquisition of to be the nursery of immortal minus. terrestrial good, as we do upon It was designed to be the dwelling the busy emmets of a mole-hill, place of those who are preparing that are exerting all their little for heaven. And this is the pur- energies with ceaseless diligence, pose of time.

to build a structure which our We have the space of these roll- wandering feet may crush, and to ing years, that we may prepare for | lay up stores for the support of eternity. You are to live, my hear their puny bodies during a few ers, you are to live for ever. The months' existence. Such short

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