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We listen'd to the wondrous tale,

As it appeared to be,-
And thought that none on hill or dale

Were half so wise as he.
O sure, thinks I, I'll never miss

One single Sabbath dar;
For 'tis a precious season this,

To learn, and praise, and pray.
With joyful heart, I gaily tript

Towards our little cot,
And there related, while I wept,

How happy was my lot!
My parents bade me always mind

Whate'er my teachers say,
And then the profit I should find

Upon some future day.
So oft I went, and tried to learn

For many Sabbath days;
Nor fail'd, as I could well discern,

To gain my teacher's praise.
From class to class I upward rose,

And was rewarded too;
Till I was told my time must close,
And we must say

« Adieu." It came,

wept, and inly sigh’d, To think that we must part: They gave a Bible for my guide,

I press'd it to my heart. Tbis book I read, and o'er it prayed;

When, to my grief, I found

SABBATH SCHOLARS' SONG.
That I had wandered far away,

Upon forbidden ground.
Conflicting thoughts oppress'd my mind,

Like billows mounting high;
But when I knew the Saviour mine

My grief was turned to joy.
And now I'll praise Him while I live,

For all his love to me;
My life and all that I can give,

To him devoted be!

And may my head, and hands, and heart,

Forget their wonted rule,
If I should ever once forget,

My much lov'd Sabbath School.

THE SABBATH SCHOLARS SONG.

Air.-“From Greenlands icy mountains."
I Am a Sabbath Scholar,
I'll chant my cheerful lay,
More happy than a Monarch,
Upon the Sabbath day;
My Bible is my treasure,
My School is my delight,
My heart is fill'd with pleasure
From realms of endless light.

Redemption, O! Redemption,
From satan's dark domuins,
We'll sing for this redmption
On Salem's boundless plains.

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Let infant songsters warble,
Let Sabbath Scholars sing:
Young hearts once hard as marble,
Come now your tribute bring;
And many a pious mother,
Shall grateful homage raise,
And many an aged father,
Shall sing the Saviour's praise.
The hoary headed Sire,
Shall join the childish throng,
Touch-d with seraphic fire
To swell the sacred song;
The infant and the aged,
Unite their sacred lays,
The endless stores of mercy,
In ceaseless anthems praise.
When Zion's countless millions,
Shall reach the blissful plains,
All faithful Sabbath Scholars,
Shall rival Angel's strains;
When Judgment's lightnings ravage,
And Time! winds up his days,
The matchless love of Jesus,
Shall bave their loudest praise.
Though whirlwinds toss the mountains,
Though thunders shake the sky,
And though the flaming billows
Should earth in aslies lie;
All pious Sabbath Scholars,
Shall mount to scenes above,
And wing their golden pinions,

To realms of changeless love. B. PRICE.

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In the Sacred Writings this animal is called the grumbler, or growler, from his remarkable and well-known growling, especially when hungry or enraged.

Of the bear there are three kinds known; the white, the black, and the brown. Of the two former the Scriptures do not speak; the latter kind being the only one known in the Eastern regions. The brown bear, says Buffon, is not only savage, but solitary; he takes refuge in the most unfrequented parts, and in the most gloomy recesses of the forest, in some cavern that has been hollowed by time, or in the hollow of some old enormous tree. The disposition of this animal is most surly and rapacious, and his mischievousness has passed into a proverb. His appearance corresponds with his temper: his coat is rugged, his limbs strong and thick, and his countenance, covered with a dark and sullen scow), indicates the settled moroseness of his disposition. This formidable enemy, the sacred writers frequently associate with the king of the forest, as being equally dangerous and destructive to man. Thus, Amos, setting before his incorrigible countrymen the succession of calamities wbich, under the just judgment of God, was about to befall them, declares that the removal of one, would

but leave another, equally grievous to them: “Woe unto you that desire the day of the Lord! to what end is it for you? the day of the Lord is darkness and not light. As if a man did flee from a lion and a bear met him,” Amos v. 18, 19. And Solomon, who had closely studied the character of the several individuals of the animal kingdom, compares an unprincipled and wicked ruler to these creatures :

As a roaring lion and a ranging bear,
Is a wicked ruler over the poor people."

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PROV, xxviii, 15.

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The she bear is said to be even more fierce and terrible than the male, especially after she has cubbed. So strong is her attachment to her

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