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THE JUVENILE REPORTER.

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doubt it was many times trying to the temper-rain, rain, rain, all the day long: but although it was often more difficult for an old, shaky man like him to get safely through the mud than in dry weather, the Reporter did not think it wise or proper to growl or grumble at it, for God sends such weather as he knows will be best, and that ought surely to satisfy us. But girls and boys do not mind the weather so much as old people do, except on Sundays, when the lazy ones are thankful for a good heavy shower as an excuse for staying away from school. But the Reporter is afraid that some of his have done worse than merely call the summer hard

They have wasted it: done no good to others and got none for themselves. What a thought! A sum. mer wasted! A season lost! Who can recal it? Who can gather up the wasted bours ? No one; not even an angel, " For days, and

ages past,
Descending down to night,
Can henceforth never more return

Back to the gates of light.” It has been a good summer to some. The Lord has been doing great things for many. He has pardoned many a soul, and made them happy and joyful in his love. Truly,

“ His work ’s reviving all around,

And many have salvation found;" and to all such this summer has been the best they spent. In London, Liverpool, Chester, and many places in England, this is true ; so also in many other parts of the world. Showers of blessing are falling ; and the Reporter would have all his young friends to know, that if the “summer is ended and they are not saved,they may find the Saviour now.

The Reporter had a good deal to say about the Collect

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ing Cards, but he may not do so at present, as he has neither time nor room ; and yet he cannot conclude without first reading an interesting and sensible letter from an old friend, which came into his hands the other morning a little before the London cocks began to crow :

“ DEAR MR. REPORTER, -About four year ago I wrote a note to the Editor, and you got it and put it into the last leaf of the Messenger.' I was goin in my nine then, and now I am nearly thir. teen. I felt rather queer at seeing my note in print, for there was such a many mistakes in it. Maybe I cannot do much better now, as I has to go to work, and am not much of a scholar; but I wanted to ask ye jist to say a word to the big boys in our school, for I don't think as they are a doin anything with the Collecting Cards at all. And it will be such a shame if we do not raise all the money for our Missionary. My father thinks so, and he gives me a halpenny a week for my Card. I spoke to two of our boys, and Charley had never taken out his Card at all; and the other had his put up in & drawer. If all were to do this, we should never get the fund up. You say there's been a Revival in some London schools, but it has not come down to us yet; I wish it would. I thought if you would speak to that man in the coal-pits he might come down about the new year and talk to us. My mother would make him up a bed if the minister couldn't. Perhaps if he came he would help us to get a boys' prayer meeting. I wish we had one, but I don't like to ask; but perhaps the teachers would begin it if you, Sir, or the man would come down. Pardon me for this note, and the bad spelling. “ Your sincere servant,

GEORGEY L.

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38.-Psalm 34. 9, 10. Acts 28. 1–10.

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THE CITY OF REFUGE. THERE were six Cities of Refuge in the land of Israe Three of them stood on one side of Jordan and three on the other. All of them stood on plains. What were they built for? Attend to what follows, and you will be able to answer. They were built for affording protection to those Jews who had accidentally killed one of their neighbours. The laws of the Jewish country

DECEMBER, 1860.

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were not like our laws in such cases. If such an acci.
dent occurs among us, the policeman takes the man
before a judge, and when it is proved that the death was
caused by a pure accident, the man is set at liberty
without any punishment; but in the Jews' country,
when the man saw he had unfortunately, and without
intention, killed another man, the nearest relation of thọ
dead man might, if he could catch the man that did it,
kill him for having caused the death of the other. To
prevent this, the man that killed his neighbour runs off
with fastest speed to the nearest of the six cities ap-
pointed to afford him protection. The roads to it were
kept in good order, and where there were two roads in
different directions a finger-post was put up with a
board pointing out the right road, on which was painted
in large letters, " TO THE CITY OF REFUGE,
Along the road ran the man, with, perhaps, some one
hastening to overtake him, to kill him, till breathless he
reached the city, where he was received, and was safe.
He had, however, to prove to the judges and before the
people that he was not a murderer, and that the death
was the result of pure accident. If this was proved, he
was allowed to live in the city till the death of the High
Priest. If he left the city, and was caught by the friends
of the man he killed, they might safely slay him ; but
dare not do so after the death of the High Priest. The
names of the six Cities of Refuge were, Bezer, Ramoth,
Golan, Kedesh, Shechem, and Hebron ; all of which may
be easily found on a map of Palestine.

These cities were to be of easy access; the width of the roads was to be at least 48 feet. Every year, on the 15th of Aclar (which corresponds with our February), the magistrates inspected the roads to see if they were

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in good condition. We have said the Cities of Refuge all stood in plains, therefore the manslayer had no uphill race to run for deliverance. There was nothing in his way to hinder him: Near each city stood a hill, which could be seen at a distance, so that he might not mistake the place.

Sometimes the people who lived near these cities daw strange sights. Perhaps in the cool of the evening they would be up on the flat tops of their houses; talking of the Lord's goodness, and singing to him the evening psalm. Suddenly, fearful cries are heard from the valley below-cries of fear, and of rage and fury. The people stop, and looking down, there is a pale murderer, with horror in his face, rushing at full speed; making for the gate. Behind him is the avenger of blood, with dagger in hand, in hot pursuit; threatening vengeance and death. Will the man get in, or will he fall a victim ? On he rushes, pale and gasping, and at length, with one desperate bound, he gets within the blessed refuge. Oh how he thanks the God of merey for his deliverance as he lies panting, breathless, on the ground! But hark there is another cry! Away down in the next valley there is a man making for the other refuge. For a long way he rushes on at full speed, leaving his pursuer far behind ; at last, thinking he was near his refuge and therefore safe, weary and breathless he incautiously sits down to rest. Forgetting to watch, the avenger springs upon him suddenly, and plunges the dagger into his heart! Oh, the agonising look he gives at the city he can never reach now, as he closes his eyes in death!

Sometimes, too, the people would see another man come close up to the gate ; but he hesitated to go in; stood doubting and trembling until, ere he was aware,

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