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M. Well, my child, your soul will live as many years as could be represented by all the marks on all the slates.

E. And will my soul die then, mother ?

M. No, Eliza, it will not die then; but will keep on living. It will live as many years again as all the marks on the slates in the great piles, and then it will not die—it will still keep on living. It will live as many years as all the marks would amount to on a hundred such piles; of slates-on a thousand such piles of slateson as many such piles as you can think of, from the ground away up to the sky, one on the top of another. And even then your soul will not die -it will still keep on living. Your soul will live for ever.

It will never, never die ! E. Oh, mother, mother, how long my soul will live! I cannot think how long it will live. But where will it live? Where will it go to when I die ? Who will take care of my soul ? What will it do? Will it keep thinking? Will your soul, and mine, and dear sister Julia's, go to the same place, mother, after we are all dead ? Do you know? If you do, do tell me. I wish to know all about it very much indeed.

M. Eliza, I am afraid we have not time now, but it shall not be long before I will tell you

You will have a great deal to learn about

and about where it is going to, after your body is dead and laid in the

and what you must do, that your soul may be happy

grave;

more.

your soul;

THE IMMORTAL SOUL.

for ever. Never will you forget, I hope, that Jesus Christ died to save your soul. If you do not love him, you can never be happy.

Eliza then went to bed; but she did not gu to sleep for some time. She kept thinking about her soul, and wondering where it would go to, after her body should die, and be laid in the grave.

THE IMMORTAL SOUL.

The leaves of autumn pass away
The summer's brightest flowers decay;
The fairest things below the sky
But bloom awbile, then fade and die;
And all of beauty, all of bloom,
On earth, is passing to the tomb.

But there is something that will live,
When light no more the sun shall give;
When muons no more shall set or rise,
And stars shall quit the silent skies;
And, vanish'd in eternity,
Time and this earth shall cease to be.

It is the soul, the better part,
That which is thinking in iny heart;
'Tis that which never can decay,
Though all things else should pass away:
My body in the dust shall lie,
My soul can never, never die.

A Great Missionary Meeting of Sabbath School Children and their Teachers has been held at Exeter Hall, London. A gentleman who was present says ;—This day has witnessed one of the most affecting spectacles ever exhibited in our metropolis, or in the world. The Directors of the London Missionary Society wisely resolved to assemble the senior Sundayscholars, and Juvenile Associations connected with them, in Exeter Hall, that their attention might be formally and specially called to the subject of Missions. The call has been heartily responded to by parents, pastors, and teachers. Between five and six thousand young people met this morning, besides a multitude of the three classes just specified. The heavens seemed to smile upon the object; the day was singularly fine; the sun shone forth with power, and diffused a general gladness, in delightful keeping with the joyous occasion. Between the , hours of eight and eleven, clusters of young people, and troops of Sunday-schulars, were seen pressing through the main streets which conduct to the Hall. Some of the more distant schools came in vans, containing from forty to sixty persons each. We saw a number of these vehicles moving along Fleet-street in the line of carriages and omnibuses, the drivers of which seemed not a little amused with their new com

CHILDRENS' MISSIONARY MEETING.

panions in travel. Passing some of the vans, we heard the voice of melody sweetly issuing from their living loads, which appeared to be very little distracted by the strange position which they occupied, and the strange objects that surrounded them, both inviting attention and rewarding it.

Long before the hour for the commencement of business, the Great Hall was crowded in every part; the overflowing mass was received in the Lower Hall, which was also soon filled; and the excess were accommodated in a third

room.

We must now endeavour to give our readers some idea of the scene which the Hall presented. Long as we have been accustomed to public movements and Missionary meetings, we confess that, to-day, we felt ourselves in a somewhat novel situation. The objects by which we were surrounded, were of a character calculated to excite the most intense emotion. The first figure presented, was the stately form and the dark, tranquil, but expressive visage of

Mr. Moffat, who, after some suitable observations, called up the young African, Sarah Roby, whom, sixteen years ago, he rescued from the grave in which maternal hands had placed her. There he stands in all the honest pride of Christian philanthropy, with the objects of his compassion at his side, in the face of the wondering myriads to whom he recites the

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