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of our morning studies having led us to speak of the physical powers, in contradistinction to those of mind. And as he said this, his brother Edward made a spring along the pavement as far as he could leap without knocking down the first passenger he met with, though he trod upon the toe of the second-who happening to be a surly mastiff, gave him a growl in return, thereby admonishing him, in future, to use his physical faculties more gently.
"How cold it is," said Henry,
very low to-day."
"the thermometer must be
"I dare say," said Edward, Captain Parry feels it to his finger ends, poor man!"
"Who can stand before His cold?" said I, alluding to a sermon we had heard a few days before, Do you remember, my dear boys, what the minister said about winter?
"Yes," said Edward, "I do. He said there was something whiter than snow. Henry can repeat the passage, for he wrote it down in his tablets."
Henry, after a moment's recollection, replied, "I believe I can. He said- Is any thing whiter than the snow? Yes, we shall be whiter than the snow-robed in a righteousness which the seraphim never knew!-The absolved soul-the forgiven man-is whiter than the snow!'"*
What is meant by this spotless and untainted purity, said I. How can a soul attain to it? Is it not the righteousness of Christ imputed to those who believe; in which they stand justified in the sight of God,—and which is received by faith alone? Yes, this is the name by which He shall be called, the Lord our Righteousness.' He also spoke of another vesture, clean and white, which is the sanctity of the believer, wrought in his soul by the Holy Spirit. Do you remember any more of his discourse?
"I remember," replied Henry, "that he said-' We hold winter by virtue of the covenant-summer and winter-seed time and harvest shall not fail.-Look then upon winter, and behold the fidelity of God. He made the promise, and four thousand years testify to his faithfulness in fulfilling it."
*Psalm li. 7.
And did he not also say, my dear Henry, that if God was faithful to nature, to animals, to elemental creation, he would also be faithful to the covenant of his grace? Their sins and their iniquities will I remember no more-I will be merciful to their unrighteousness-I will be a Father unto Israel.' God's covenant includes the forgiveness of our sins-our being made part of his family-dwelling with Him for evermore, in a sky always cloudless, always serene. -All shall come to pass
in its season.
"I remember this also," said Edward,-" He can make the change of elements insupportable to his creatures. Pharaoh could not stand before his hail, and the finest army that ever the sun shone upon, could not stand before his cold!"-"Ah!" said Henry," Let Moscow, and the Beresina, witness to that! -But do you remember, Sir, how beautifully he spoke about the stars Who can loose the sweet influences of Pleiadeswho? So when they flow out, who can stop those sweet influences. For he openeth, and none can shut.-Lo! the winter is over and gone, the singing of the birds is heard-and the flowers appear on the earth.' This Sir, was meant for people in distress, for he ended with the words. Comfort ye, comfort ye my people, saith your God.'"
So much for the theology of nature, my dear children. How sweet are the lessons which it teaches us! Let us be thankful for the more genial nature of our climate, which prevents us from being too much afraid of the cold; and let us be thankful for all the comforts with which a kind Providence has surrounded us.
As I make it a rule in my conversation with my pupils never to detain them too long on serious topics, but rather to mingle moral reflection, and spiritual instruction, with any subject that presents itself; I then allowed the boys to talk together as we walked along, I pursuing my own thoughts, or making my own observations. One of the royal carriages driving past us as we crossed towards Spring Gardens, Edward was attracted by the red lion on the panel, and I overheard him repeating to his brother the story of Androcles, which he had lately read. Edward is a boy of great intelligence, and gives early indication of talent, but with all his clasticity and
vivacity of spirit he looks very delicate, and may never reach that maturity on earth, which I trust he is destined to attain in heaven. When we arrived in St. James's Park, I felt inclined to direct the attention of my companions to the Horse Guards on the one hand, and the new Palace of Buckingham House, on the other; but was reluctant to interrupt my young historian, who with the most extraordinary precision, and with the utmost minuteness of detail, was going over every circumstance of the narrative. When he came to that part of the story where Androcles is brought into the arena, to be devoured by the lion, nothing could exceed the descriptive talent of the child, or the energy and fire with which he portrayed the whole scene. It was equal to any passage in Valerias-or rather I should say, in the Christian Martyr. When he had finished, he added, "Now, Henry, you must know that Androcles brought the lion to England, and I was thinking it might be that lion which the King has had painted on his carriage." As this was a conjecture which Lion King at Arms would have solved much better than I could do, I merely said, Edward, is there not a time coming when the lion will again be tame and gentle?
"Ah!" he said,
No, that was in Eden." But will he
never be so again? I asked, think a little.
Edward thought a little, and then said, "Yes, but no one knows when." Then after a pause he added, "ONE knows— two know-aye, three-but they are all ONE."
I quoted a passage to him from my Bible. It is in Isaiah xi. 5.—“ The wolf shall dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the kid; and the calf and the young lion and the fatling together, and a little child shall lead them." "A little child shall lead them!" said Edward, "that must be when the millenium comes." Yes, doubtless, I replied, it will be literally so then-but even at the present day it is so spiritually: many men before conversion are as savage as the wild animals-but the grace of God when it comes into the heart, makes the furious, tame, and the ferocious, gentle. There are many instances in the history of the early martyrs, in the times of religious persecution, when it would have been a lighter evil to have VOL. II. 3d SERIES.
fallen under the fangs of the tiger or the lion, than into the power of man
"The supplicating hand of innocence
That made the tiger mild and in his wrath
No music pleas'd her more!"
From Androcles and his lion, my little pupil, with all the buoyancy and versatility of youth, proceeded to discuss a variety of other topics, and seemed to enjoy them all with' nearly equal delight. From the Tales of a Grandfather, Robert Bruce, and Bannockburn, he passed to the Lancers in the Park―THE Duke-the foot guards-the beetle's wings at the Microcosm-the denizens of Adkins's travelling menagerie. His volubility was at last interrupted by the approach of a poor Jew with a basket of oranges, who was somewhat importunate in his wish to dispose of his stock. As we passed him, I told Edward the anecdote of a gentleman who said to a boy, "I will give you an orange, if you will tell me where God is." To which the boy replied, "Sir, I will give you two, if you will tell me where he is not." Edward appeared struck with the answer, and looking to Henry expected him to speak-but as his brother remained silent, he drew close to my ear, and said in a whisper—“ I can tell where God is not—in hell!”— This led me to explain to him, not the nature-for that is incomprehensible-but the doctrine of the omnipresence of God; in doing which I particularly directed him to read at leisure the 139th Psalm, where we find it impossible to name any place where God is not Where God acts, He is ;—where He is He perceives.' And if a sparrow cannot fall to the ground without his knowledge—if he feed the ravens—if he hear the young lions when they seek their meat from him—if of man, ways and he seeth all his goings his eyes are upon -then he must be every where, to see all his goings. In the wilderness and in the city-at hand, and afar off-in heaven and in earth—in the uttermost parts of the sea-yea, even in hell-it is naked before him! The wicked may tremble at this doctrine, but the righteous have nothing to fear-nay, to them it is most precious-and if the eyes of the Lord run to and fro
throughout the whole earth, is it not to shew himself strong in behalf of them whose heart is perfect toward him? This doctrine as it comes from the lips of Christ himself in the New Testament is inexpressibly sweet- Lo! I am with you always; and again, Wherever two or three are gathered together in my name, I am in the midst of them.’
We were now within the precincts of Westminster Abbey, and though the day was cold, the sun was bright, so I took the boys in for half an hour by the Poets' Corner. Henry had been there before, but not Edward; his surprise was great, but not his pleasure; he did not at first well understand what kind of a place it was.
I did not intend to give my young companions at this time any account of this celebrated and venerable specimen of antiquity-its architecture-the uses to which it has been consecrated-or the great historical events with which it is connected. Like De Prati, I first place before my children the portrait or statue of a man-I speak of his virtues, or his piety, or his talents, or achievements-an interest is excited-they become anxious to know more of him-where he lived-how he was educated. Thus, a taste is inspired for biographical or historical reading, with the means of which they are afterwards supplied.
I led them on from the Poets' Corner down the great aisle of the Cathedral, amid its massy pillars, mighty arches, and under its august and venerable roof; and, pausing at the extremity, pointed out to them the monument erected to the memory of the nation's idol, that great patriot and statesman, William Pitt. He appears dressed in his robes as Chancellor of the Exchequer, and is placed in an elevated and imposing attitude. On each side the statue, but a little lower than the principal figure, are seen History and Anarchy. The first is recording the events of his life-the second is a man subdued and in chains, whose posture and expression indicate the reluctance with which he has submitted to be manacled. I sketched rapidly the character of Pitt-a few of the leading events of the times in which he lived, and of the wonders he had accomplished; pointing out the goodness of God, in raising up great men to occupy great stations, in moments of imminent