coaches, filled with fine folks, at their ease, and men in ga veries running before them. pose there is a feast at the hou a golden front, for to that n them are hastening.

Mr. M.-It is true the hou very fine, and so are the gent the orchards, beautiful garde wooded country, and herds fed cattle, engage my attenti

Mrs. M.-But see how the crowd this way, some singing dancing; I suppose this re some of the routs which v heard of, or perhaps the VAN of modern times. Sir, yo changed the picture! what a

one you have now presented-what

does this mean?

Ex.-It is to point out the nature of earthly enjoyments.

Mrs. M.-Then I guess where you are-vanity of vanities, all is vanity; is it not, Sir?

Ex-Something like it, Madam. Mr. M.-It is the very thing, Sir. You have hit upon it, Mary; for instead of what we were looking at just now, here are houses in ruins, broken carriages, withered trees, and not one of the gay company is now to be seen; and this sudden change from gay to grave brings to my recollection that worldly pleasures are not only transient,

on never has nor ever can be But it is intended as a hint to itors to endeavour to hold their t lawful enjoyments, and even esent life, with all its important xions, with a loose hand, and to their supreme affection upon ternal state, where grief is not n, and where bliss is coeval with ual existence. At the same time roduce to their notice (and refully to their imitation) the ice of the late accomplished bious wife of a minister, who thus es concerning her attention tos their beloved son. "From the of five, his mother was wont, on Sabbath evening, to take him

alone upon her knee, to cause him to repeat what he could remember of the sermons which he had heard, and to pray over what he had recollected." *

Mrs. M.-From the attitude of the child I supposed he was saying his prayers, but I had no thought about the dear little fellow repeating ser

Ex. He was not taught merely t say his prayers, but his mother woul take him upon her knee, and sa "Now, my dear, think how good Go has been to you to-day, in continuin to you your dear рара, and me a aunt and other friends; in giving y

*Rev. T. Durant's Memoirs of an only So