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The missionaries at the Sandwich Islands, and the few that are in Micronesia, urge the Board to send such a vessel. After many inquiries, the committee have resolved to build a vessel of one hundred and fifty tons, having two masts and the necessary cabins, and room for supplies. The vessel for so distant a service must be built of good materials, and in the best manner. She must be coppered to protect her from the destructive worms of those seas, and must have the best rigging and sails, and a pious commander to take charge of her. The vessel can be built, fitted out, and sent to the Sandwich Islands for less than twelve thousand dollars. She is to be called the 'Morning Star.'"

Now then, we shall hear some day whether the children in America will be able to raise enough money. We hope they will. As soon as we hear we will tell you.

How glorious will that day be when the Lord Jesus shall have heathen lands for his inheritance, the uttermost parts of the earth for his possession. When to him every knee shall bow, and every tongue confess that he is Lord to the glory of God the Father!

The heathen lands that lie beneath
The shades of overspreading death,
Revive at his first dawning light,
And deserts blossom at the sight.

For Him shall endless prayer be made,
And Princes throng to crown his head,
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on His name!

THE CHEMIST'S CRUCIBLE.

[Most of our young readers are no doubt acquainted with some clever verses by the late Jane Taylor, called, "The Philosopher's Scales." These, of the same character, we copy from Chambers'. The "Chemist" claims to be cousin to the "Monk." Who is the writer we are not told.]

You have heard, have you not? of "Philosopher's scales"—

Well, somewhere-'twas neither in England nor Wales-
Lived the cousin of this most remarkable man;

I will tell you about him as well as I can.

He by trade was a chemist; he studied at schools
Where the science was taught by infallible rules;
He knew well all bodies of every condition,
But his power, beyond doubt, lay in decomposition.
All kinds of strong tests he had ready at hand,
Which no compound has ever been known to withstand;
The elements soon were of union bereft,

And nothing but simple material was left.

I'm sure you'd have thought it exceedingly droll
To see what a change he produced in the whole;
For bodies that sparkled and glistened before,
When the process was over, were sparkling no more;
And things dark and dingy, when once they were tried,
With the beams of the sun in brilliancy vied.
Such, indeed, was the charm of this magical fusion,
You'll be tempted to deem it an optic illusion;

But I'll leave you to judge with the facts in your view,
For I'll warrant you'll find them undoubtedly true.

When we went to him first, he was trying with care
A powder he said was exceedingly rare :
"Humility" called-as he viewed it again,

"I will test it," said he, "with a drop of Disdain.
Now, if it is pure, to the bottom 'twill fall,
And you'll see that it will not be altered at all.
But if not, 'twill so violently vapour and fume,
You'll all make a rush to get out of the room.
Stand still, if you please, sir." No sooner 'twas spoken,
Than with hissing and fizzing the bottle was broken.

Said the chemist: "I feared 'twould not stand the ordeal;
The counterfeit's commoner far than the real."

Then, taking it up, nothing more did he say,

But tore off the label and threw it away.

Next a pigment was brought him of beautiful red

of qualities splendid and grand, it was said;

An antidote sure against tempers too pliant,

And a pigmy it soon would transform to a giant.

"High Spirit" 'twas marked; but our friend whisper'd "No-
That may be its name in the regions below;

But I strongly suspect you will find, when its tried,
"Tis much the same thing as in heaven they call Pride.
Thus many are often misled by a name.

It differs in form, though in nature the same.
However, we'll test it. When genuine, we find

It combines with the essence of Greatness of Mind.
But if it is spurious, we usually trace

In the salts that it forms, that Self-love is the base.
Look! the Spirit is floating like oil on the top;
And the Essence is sinking, see, drop after drop;
And the colour is gone-the black dust that remains
Is the sublimate Pride-you may see how it stains.
You noticed how quickly the fluid displaced it:
"Tis a virulent poison; you'd better not taste it."

Next, a substance was brought looking much like an earth,
Which we quickly pronounced of no possible worth;

But our chemist his crucible nicely prepared,

And we watched most intently to see how it fared.
With exquisite caution, he tempered the flame,
As hotter and hotter the furnace became;

Then with one gentle breath he extinguished the fire,
And we thought that his labours in smoke would expire,
But he searched in the ashes ere yet they were cold,
And produced to our view a residuum of gold!
We looked at each other in silent surprise,

And weighed it before we could credit our eyes;

But it stood all our tests; and with blushing that night,
We owned we were wrong, and the chemist was right;

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Yet surely we ne'er were so baffled before,
For covered with dross, who would dream of the ore?

But to tell you of all that came under review,
Your patience would tire, and my memory too;
Still, a fact here and there you shall have in possession,
For those who may study the chemist's profession:
He shewed by experiments certain and sure,
That zeal not combining with love, was impure.
"By those who are novices yet in the trade,"
He added, "mistakes are too frequently made;
Thus, 'tis found that an ore looking like Self-denial,
Turns out to be only Self-love, upon trial;

And Frivolity, known as an extract of Mirth,
Often passes for more than its currency worth;

While a substance less sparkling, but really more bright,
The precipitate, Happiness, many will slight-

Mistaking the first, till astonished they own

The volatile essence in vapour has flown,

Thus you see, my dear friends, that the labour of learning May all be comprised in the skill of discerning.

"Ah, me!" he exclaimed, as he rose to depart,

"A sorrowful feeling oppresses my heart,
When I think how the good is in error concealed,
When I think of the evil that lies unrevealed;
And often I sigh for that glorious day

Which shall purge all the 'reprobate silver'* away;
For though the 'Refiner,'t in time of His ire,
The dross shall consume with unquenchable fire,
Yet gathering his jewels with exquisite care,
He will save the least atom of gold that is there.
Hope on; for I see the morn break through the gray-
The shades are departing: all hail to the day,
When fresh from the furnace, untarnished and pure,
Incorruptible TRUTH shall for ever endure!"

* Jeremiah vi. 30. † Malachi iii. 17.

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A HIGHLAND DEER-STALKER.

VERY likely you have seen the Deer in the parks of some noblemen, and have admired them-for they are graceful and beautiful creatures-as they went in troops, one after another, trotting or cantering over the greensward.

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