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Golden Words for Busy People.
Ghost, which is so unspeakable, such as eye hath not seen, nor ear hath heard, neither hath it entered into the heart of man to conceive them as they are.Spencer.
THE TEN SEVENS OF A MAN'S LIFE.
A modern philosopher has appropriated man's full extreme as follows: 7 years in childhood's sport and play 7 7 years in school from day to day 14 7 years at a trade or college life...... 21
years to find a place and wife 28 7 years to pleasure's follies given ... 35 7
years to business hardly driven 42 7 years for some, a wild goose chase 49 7
years for wealth, a bootless race... 56 7 years for hoarding for your heir ... 63 7 years in weakness spent, and care 70
Then die, and go-you should know where.
No “YES" IN MOTHER'S "No." “When my mother says no, there's no yes in it.” Here is a sermon in a nutshell. Multitudes of parents say “no," but after a good deal of teazing and debate it finally becomes "yes.” Love and kindness are essential elements in the successful management of children, but firmness, decision, inflexibility, and uniformity of treatment are no less im. portant.
Epictetus tells us of a gentleman returning from banishment, who in his journey towards home, called at his house, told a sad story of an imprudent life, the greatest part of which being now spent, he was resolved for the future to live philosophically, and entertain no business, to be candidate for no employment, not to go to the Court nor salute Cæsar with ambitious attendants, but to study and worship the gods, and die willingly when nature or necessity called him. It may be this man believed himself, but Epictetus did not. And he had reason; for letters from Cæsar met him at the doors, and invited him to
and he forgot all his promises, which were warm upon his lips, and grew secular and ambitious, and gave the gods thanks for his preferment. Thus many men leave the world when their fortune has left them, and they are severe and philosophical and retired for ever, if for ever it be impossible to return; but let a prosperous sunshine warm and refresh their sadness, and make it but possible to break their purposes, and there needs no more temp. tation, their own heart is enough ; they are like “Ephraim in the day of battle, starting aside like a broken bow."Bishop Taylor.
JOYS OF THE CHRISTIAN. St. Augustine relates of a certain Gentile, who showed him his idol gods, saying, “Here is my god; where is thine ?” then pointing up to the sun, he said, “Lo! here is my god; where is thine ?” So, showing him divers creatures, still upbraided him with, “Here are my gods; where are thine ?" But St. Augustine answered him, “I showed him not my God, not because I had not one to show him, but because he had not eyes to see Him.” Thus the joys of a Christian, though they cannot be seen with bodily eyes, though the wicked cannot so much as discern them, yet is there nothing so delightful, so comfortable as they are; witness that peace of conscience, that joy in the Holy
THE MOST IMPORTANT THOUGHT.
once asked, “What is the most important thought you ever entertained ?"
He replied, after a moment's reflection, “The most important thought I ever had was my individual responsibility to God.”
Pages for our Young Friends.
HETTY'S TALK WITH HER MAMMA.
MAMMA,” said Hetty Martineau, as she came in from her afternoon walk one day in the latter end of December, “I don't much like the text that Mercy Green has given me to think of.” “What is it, my darling ?”
This year thou shalt die.' I do not like to think of death, mamma.”
“How came Mercy to give you that text, Hetty ?"
“She was telling nurse, when we called to see her this afternoon, how happy she was, because she felt sure she should be in heaven before the year was
She said she knew the words, 'this year thou shalt die,' were true for her, and I said that I should not like to think they were true about me.”
"And then what did Mercy say, Hetty ?"
“She said she did not wonder that, so healthy and happy as I am, I did not care to think about death ; but still she knew there was a bright side to death, and she did not think I should be any the less happy if I knew it too. I do not wonder, mamma, that Mercy doesn't mind the thought of death, she has been ill so long, and her father is not kind to her. But would you like to die, mamma, would
you like to leave me, and Robert, and baby, and papa
?" ” “I am very thankful, my darling, that I have not got to choose. But I know what Mercy means when she speaks of the bright side of death. I wish my Hetty knew the peace and pleasantness of being ready for either life or death."
“How long have you been ready, mamma?"
“ Since I was a little younger than you, Hetty.”
“What first made you think of getting ready? Were you ill, mamma ?”
“No, my child. My early days were about as happy as yours. What led me to think of getting ready for death, was hearing your dear grandmother talk to a dear friend of hers who lived next
door to us.
Their conversation seemed oftener about heaven and the Saviour than any other subject.”
At this moment Robert's voice was heard calling for his sister, and with a hasty kiss the child bounded off to play. But a seed had been sown in her heart, and the mother's prayers went upward for the life-giving influences of the Spirit. that it might grow and bring forth fruit.
The merry days of Christmas passed quickly by for these favoured children, who seemed to have little to trouble them but for the occasional indulgence of naughty tempers. To have seen their sad faces sometimes, you would have thought them most miserable children; but so it always is, sin will make us wretched, though we may have every thing around us to make us happy.
On New Year's eve, little Robert had to go to bed early with a severe cold, Hetty's papa was away from home, and the little girl herself felt sad and lonely, as she threw herself on the rug before the parlour fire. She was thinking about Mercy, and wishing that she knew the secret of the happiness that the dying girl possessed, a happiness that seemed to become deeper and brighter as death became nearer.
But Hetty had not thought long before her mamma appeared, and rang the bell for tea.
“Do not light the gas, mamma dear,” said Hetty, jumping up to take her place at the table. “I do so like to have tea by fire-light; see how the blaze makes the shadows dance about."
“ If I were to light the gas they would seem driven into corners, but the sunshine would disperse them altogether, Hetty, and make the very corners light. When I came in just now, there was something like a shadow on your face.”
“I was thinking of Mercy, mamma; it seems as if it were one bright long summer day with her.”
“Mercy has opened her heart to the
beams of the Sun of Righteousness, my impelled by curiosity to know something child, and now, too, she seems to have of your brilliant world, I sought and ob. come to the land of Beulah, that fair tained permission to come here, but only country on this side of Jordan, where it on condition that I never returned, and is always bright.”
that I became subject to all the laws “I should like to be like Mercy, by which the inhabitants of this world mamma, all but the dying. I do not are governed. 'I congratulate you,' want to die.”
replied the other; 'allow me at once to “And dying is not what you have to introduce you to our many sources of do with now, Hetty. The peace and the enjoyment, and spheres of activity.' joy might be yours at once.”
And he did this, introducing the stranger “But still, mamma," persisted Hetty, to his friends, showing him whatever "do
you think Mercy would be glad to was worthy of notice in the great city, die if she were rich, and quite well, and and especially instructing him as to how had a papa like mine ?”
he might acquire wealth. “Yes, I do think she would, my child. “ The stranger entered with zest into You were very happy at your aunt's last all, but it was not long before his in. summer, but did you feel sorry when I terest received a sudden check. sent word that I was coming to fetch Wandering, one evening, with his you home?"
friend, a little beyond the city, he noticed “Oh no! mamma.
I did enjoy my.
an enclosure of singular appearance. self then very much indeed, but nothing • What is this ?' said he, with the lively seemed so pleasant as the thought of curiosity which always characterised seeing my own mamma again. Do you him. This is where we bury our dead, think Mercy feels like that, mamma ?” replied his friend. "Who or what are
“I do, my darling. But ring the bell the dead ? inquired the stranger; and now, for I must get to work.”
his friend proceeded to explain to him “And I will get my tatting for baby's the change from life to death to which frock. Do let me stay up a little longer every inhabitant of this world was to-night; and will you read to me, doomed. Also, that the time of its ocmamma?". For though Hetty could currence to each person was entirely un. read very well herself, she had been so known-it might happen within the accustomed to being read to, even from passing hour, it might be many years her infancy, that unless she was in a
*Do I understand you aright ?' hurry to finish some story book, it was replied the stranger, ' all the gold that I still quite a treat to her.
have been collecting, all the delights of “I should have liked," said her your beautiful city, all the friends whom mamma, “to have read you something I have found since my arrival here, may which very much impressed me many I have to leave them at any moment? years ago, but the book in which I read 'Even so,' answered the other. Please it is uncle George's now. Shall I tell then to instruct me as to the life on it to you, as well as I can remember ?” which, as you have informed me, the “Oh do, mamma."
soul enters when the body dies, for it “Well, many years ago, in a mag- seems to me that preparation for that nificent eastern city, one of the principal which is everlasting demands the first inhabitants was very much interested, attention. But his friend was indisone evening, in watching a stranger, posed to go further into the matter, and whose gaze was fixed upon a star then begged to refer him to the priests, to shining brightly a little above the hori. whom, as he said, it belonged to give inzon. At length he spoke to him, and struction in these things. The stranger asked the reason of his looking so at marvelled at his friend's indifference to the star. * That fair planet,' replied that which seemed to him so full of ab. the stranger, 'is my native home, but, sorbing interest, but he thankfully ac
cepted his offer of introduction to a priest. From that time his aims and interests were changed, and to any remonstrance addressed to him by those who missed him from their round of giddy pleasure or absorbing business, he had but one
answer—'Oh!'he would exclaim, 'I am to die, I am to die !!”
Mamma paused, and Hetty, after a minute's silence, exclaimed mamma, dying does seem the great thing after all.”
“Preparation for death undoubtedly is, my child.”
"I should like to be ready, though I do not want to die, mamma, but I forget 80 soon when I am away from you.”
"My Hetty needs the help of a better friend than her mamma.
"He, Lord of all the worlds on high,
Stoops to converse with you,
Your friendship to pursue.'
And then with her mamma, and afterwards in the silence of her own little room, Hetty earnestly asked Jesus to be her Saviour and her Friend. She began the New Year very happily, with the sweet feeling of having a great and tender Friend always at hand to help and bless her, and when, a few months later, she looked on the peaceful face of Mercy, as she lay in her narrow coffin, Hetty had ceased to wonder that, to those whose sins were pardoned through the blood of Jesus, however pleasant their earthly life might be, there could be joy in the thought of death. H. B.
NOTICES OF NEW BOOKS. Congregational History, 1200—1567. By he has laboured to bring to light the JOHN WADDINGTON, D.D. London : spiritual witnesses against the corruptions John Snow & Co.
of the Romish apostasy in the dark ages. The key-note of this volume will be found If these witnesses may not be claimed in words quoted by its author, from a Congregational in the stricter German writer:-“Through the greater sense of the word, they often avowed part of the Middle Ages we can trace a principles and opinions which have their succession of free spiritual associations, most perfect development in Congregawhich were often oppressed and per. tionalism. And if we have not an exsecuted by the Hierarchy, pertained clusive right to say that they were our rather to the life of the people than to spiritual ancestors, we feel that we have the framework of the Church, exhibited a chief interest both in their personal more or less a regulated form, and pro- history and in their noble testimony: fessed a diversity of doctrines, but which We hope soon to be able to give at some all emanated from a fundamental en. length an idea of the contents of Dr. deavour after practical Christianity." Waddington's volume. Meantime, we Dr. Waddington does not profess to find most earnestly invite the attention of societies organised on the Congregational those of our friends who can pay fifteen model, or holding clearly and fully shillings for an octavo of 750 pages to principles which are distinctively Con. its claims on their regard. The labour gregational, from 1200 to 1567. But he bestowed upon it must have been enorfinds throughout the entire period mous, and so, too, must have been the undercurrent of opinion formed by the cost of its production. And the least silent teaching of the Word of God.” that our wealthier Congregationalists "The light of Congregational principles," can do is to diminish, by their timely aid, he says, “gleams forth at intervals in the
the anxiety of men who, like Dr. Wadmost unexpected manner,
and Christian dington, spend themselves and their people, drawn together by the force of property in enlightening the public kindred affection, we find meeting to- mind. gether for mutual instruction, and united worship, apart from the parochial
The British Quarterly Review, No. 98, congregations of the National Church.” April, 1869. London: Hodder and Our author has laid all lovers of true Stoughton. history under great obligations to him The contents of the current number of for the immense painstaking with which the British Quarterly are:- The works and will not fail of its accomplishment. Many hearts, we doubt not, will be taught to have faith in God and will find rest in their faith, through com. munion with the spirit that pervades these pages. It is only by specimens that we could give our readers any correct idea of Mr. Bateman's poetry, and such we hope to be able to give, ere long. But, meantime, we may say that we think the poetry is genuine, and the soul that inspires it is sure to make it a means of blessing. The volume is perfect in outward form and beauty, and does honour to “The Gresham Press."
of Mrs Oliphant-Royal Commission on the laws of marriage-Rawlinson's five Great Monarchies-Roman Catholicism in France-Poetical works of Robert Browning-The Irish Church in the Sixteenth century - Pauperism – The Brahmo Somaj of India, and 80 pages of admirably-written critical notes of New Books. There is thus no lack of variety, nor is there any lack of ability and power. As to Mrs. Oliphant, we differ on some points from her reviewer : we do not think her life of Edward Irving worthy
permanent place among the biographies of national worthies,” if truth and reality are essential to such worthiness. We agree with the late Professor Scott, in regarding the work as a romance rather than a history. We think, too, that the reviewer might fairly speak in much stronger terms of condemnation of Mrs. Oliphant's caricatures of certain religious classes. The article on Roman Catholicism is one of deep interest and of great value. We hope its author, understood to be Dr. de Pressensé, is correct in the views which he entertains of the antagonistic principles now at work in the bosom of the Roman Church. The history and exposition of “the Brahmo Somaj of India,” is what very many readers missionary intelligence have long been desirous to possess. Fret Not, and other Poems: including
Hymns with Music. By HENRY BATE
MAN. London: Hodder & Stoughton. “If it be admitted,” says Mr. Bateman, “ that to induce a blade of grass to grow wbere never one grew before, is to be a world-benefactor, let me claim for the present volume, the aim, at least, to plant some green thoughts in hearts that are arid or sad.” The aim, thus humbly avowed, is noble and Christian,
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