now he is for ever with the Lord; his happy spirit is loosed from the prison house of suffering and has entered upon that glorious rest which remaineth for the people of God. He has left a dear mother and sister to mourn his loss, but, thank God, he has gone to join four brothers and three sisters in heaven. His death was improved by the writer to a large and attentive congregation. LAME JIMMY. Varieties. A few days ago I was passing through a pretty, shady street, where some boys were playing at base-ball. Among their number was a little lame fellow, seemingly about twelve years olda pale, sickly-looking child, supported on two crutches, and who evidently found much difficulty in walking, even with such assistance. The lame boy wished to join the game; for he did not seem to see how much his infirmity would be in his own way, snd how much it would hinder the progress of such an active sport as base-ball. His companions, goodnaturedly enough, tried to : persuade him to stand at one side and let another take his place and I was glad to notice that none of them hinted that he would be in the way, but that they all objected for fear he would hurt himself. "Why, Jimmy," said one at last, "you can't run, you know." "Oh! hush," said another-the tallest boy in the party-" Never mind, I'll run for him and you can count it for him ;" and he took his place by Jimmy's side prepared to act. "If you were like him," he said aside to the other boys, "you wouldn't want to be told of it all the time." As I passed on, I thought to myself that there was true little gentleman. Child's World. a it is before me. I explore THE EARLIER THE EASIER. An old man one day took a child on his knee, and talked to him about Jesus, and told him to seek the Saviour now, and pray to him, and love him. The child knew that the old man was not himself a Christian, and felt surprised. Then he looked. up into the old man's face, and said: "But why do not you seek God?" The old man was affected by the question, and replied: "Ah! my dear child, I neglected to do it when I was young, and now my heart is so hard that I fear I shall never be able." A MAN stopping at a tavern for rest and refreshments began to talk about his journey. He had come from a neighbouring town; he was moving away, and glad enough to get away, too. Such a set of neighbours as he had there, unkind, disobliging, cross, and contrary, it was enough to make any one want to leave the place, and he had started, and was to settle in another region, where he could find a different set of inhabitants. "Well," said the landlord, "you will find just such neighbours where you are going." The next night, another man stopped at the inn. He, too, was on a jour ney—was moving. On inquiry, it was found that he came from the same place from which the former traveller had come. He said he had been obliged to move from where he lived, and he did not mind leaving the place so much as he did leaving his neighbours; they were so kind, considerate, accommodating, and generous, that he felt very sorrowful at the thought of leaving them and going arnong strangers, especially as he could not tell what kind of neighbours he would find. MEAN FELLOWS. "THE boy who tied a pack of fire-crackers to a dog's tail, and then set fire to them, was a mean fellow," says Dr. Beetle. "So was the boy who threw stones at a drunken man," says Mr. Short. "Meaner yet was the boy who called after a poor fellow who was an idiot, and got other boys to help to chase him," says Uncle John. Blessed are the merciful for they shall obtain mercy. MATT. V. 7. GOOD SAMARITAN. If we un-to the thirsty bring A cup of water cold, Dost thou, O Lord, with loving eyes, The little deed behold, The little deed be hold? The passionate impatient one, Whom nothing seems to please; If we should ever help them bear O blessed thought! let every one For their Redeemer's sake. Poetry. THE CHRISTIAN'S HOME. See the bright and shining angels Friends of old who crossed the river Till we reach our heavenly home. Many times when faint and weary Has he helped our sinking hearts; He still keeps our feet from slipping, He yet to us strength imparts. Life below is short and fleeting, |