peace." "True," answered Pipa, “ I have been a great sinner, and deserve the fire, but did not you say that Jesus Christ came into the world to save sinners? I believe that word, I have prayed to him to forgive me and to help me, and I feel he will take me." Poor Pipa lingered for some weeks longer, and passed the time thus given him in preparing to meet his God. He departed in peace, and there is but little doubt that he was as "a brand plucked out of the burning."

My dear little readers, have you, like Pipa, been brought to feel that the secret sins of your heart are your great burden? They ought to make you feel unhappy. They will send you to hell as much as the sins that your fellow-creatures can see. God knows them all. And if they make you feel unhappy, and if you really desire to get your heart washed from them, you can take for your comfort these blessed words which smoothed Pipa's dying pillow, "Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners." It is the sins of your heart that should teach you what a sinner you are, and how you deserve hell. Pipa learnt this, though he was surrounded by idolaters and heathens, and had no religious know. ledge at all. No man ever taught him this truth. It was the Spirit of God that came as his teacher, and taught him what a wicked man he was. That same Spirit, dear children, God will send to you, if you ask for

him. He will shew you the sins of your heart, and teach you how you may get them washed away with the precious blood of your dear Saviour. "Come unto me," says your good Shepherd, "yes, come my little lambs, and I will take you in my fold, I will take care of you and guide you, and feed you, and wash you from all your sins; and some day you shall be with me in Paradise, and sing my praises for ever."

FAITHFULNESS AND SAGACITY OF A DOG.

DURING my frequent visits at Mr. E.'s house, I observed a dog, which was blind and helpless, worn down with age and disease, and apparently labouring for life, lying on a soft and clean couch near the fire. One day I ventured to remark that I

thought it would be doing the animal a kindness to put an end to his sufferings by terminating his existence. I had unwit

tingly touched a tender cord; aud when I saw the effect it produced on the mind of good Mr. E—, I was sorry I had made. the remark. The tears stood in his eyes, while he exclaimed: "That shall never be. while I live. I should feel myself to be the most unworthy of men to allow a hair on his body to be injured. He saved me from death, and I will protect him while I live.”

I then inquired into the particulars of the case, when he explained them as follows:

"My house," said he, "stood remote from our church, and in going to it we had to cross a large moor or common. It was winter; and there was considerable snow on the ground when I was called to attend a meeting of our churches' session. As the day was fine, and the horses were engaged, I started off on foot, the dog accompanying me. The business to be attended to was important, and required more time to get through with it than I had anticipated. The day wore away, and it was evening before we were ready to break up the meeting. It had commenced snowing a little before we parted; but as it was moonlight I apprehended no danger, and started for home. I had proceeded but a short dis tance, however, when a sudden and furious storm overtook me; and while crossing the moor, the wind blew so violently and the

snow descended so rapidly and closely, that I was obliged to turn my back to it. The road, which was little more than a track, had entirely disappeared, and so greatly was I bewildered, that I soon lost all idea how to direct my course towards home. When the storm would allow me, I wandered sometimes in one direction and then in another, knowing not which or if any of them were right. At length, overcome of cold and fatigue, I fell down, and was unable to rise. As long as I was sensible of my perilous situation, I felt the dog scratching the snow from my face, pulling at the collar of my coat, and crying, as dogs generally do, when in great trouble.

"My wife and family were at home, anxious for my safety, hoping I had not ventured out in the storm, and thinking, from my long absence, that I had determined to stay all night at our minister's house. Often, however, did my wife open the door and look out, saying, to the boys, 'If father has attempted to come home tonight, he must perish.' They frequently offered to go out in search of me, but she was afraid that if they ventured out in the storm she might lose us all. As they were thus passing the time in anxious and gloomy suspense, the dog came to the door, howling and scratching as if he would come through it. Father's come!' cried mother; and in a moment James had opened the door, when the dog ran into the house, flew

at Peter, (the oldest son, and a man grown,) and bit his thigh, then giving a howl, ran out again before the door could be shut. As they did not understand the dog, they began to fear that he was rabid, and felt alarmed for the effects of the bite; but their alarm was increased by my non-appearance. Mother's fears were now excited to a higher pitch than before. She thought she understood the meaning of the dog's strange and uncommon conduct; but just as the truth burst upon her mind, the dog was again at the door, howling louder and scratching fiercer than before. James opened the door in an instant, when the dog sprang in again, and flew at Peter, and bit him, and immediately ran to the door. Follow him, boys!' cried mother, follow him: your father is in sore distress, if not perishing."

"The storm had somewhat abated, and the moon shone through, at intervals, between the passing clouds, when the boys started. The dog ran before them, and howled as he ran. He would sometimes stop and look back, and bark as if angry at their slow progress: now he would come close up to them, and cry, and then start forward again in great haste, as if to hurry them on. When he had conducted them near to where I lay, he left them; and when they came up they found him scratch. ing the snow from off me with all his might, and crying most piteously. After some delay they succeeded in getting me