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effigy. The crowd dance, and cry: “O God! we offer this sacrifice to you. Give us good crops, seasons, and health.” To the victim they say: “We bought you with a price, and did not seize you. Now we sacrifice you according to our custom, and no sin rests with us." The victim is anointed with oil, and each individual touches the anointed part, and wipes the oil on his head. After marching round the village, all return to a post near the village idol, which is represented by three stones, where a hog is sacrificed, and the blood flows into a pit, and the human victim being again intoxicated, is thrown in and suffocated in the bloody mire ! The priest cuts a piece of flesh and buries it near the village idol. All others follow the example, each burying the piece of flesh in his own village.

I almost shrink from pursuing this picture of abominations further ; yeț, that we may know what the world is, when men think they must give “the fruit of their body for the sin of their soul,” let us look a moment at another mode of offering the human victim. We give it on the authority of Major-General Campbell, who, between the years 1837 and 1854, rescued no less than fifteen hundred and six persons doomed to sacrifice among these people. He says

that one of the most common ways of offering the sacrifice is under the effigy of an elephant rudely carved in wood, fixed on the top of a post, on which it is made to revolve. The victim is fastened to the proboscis of the effigy, and amid shouts and yells, while being rapidly whirled round, at a given signal the crowd rush in and seize him, and with knives cut the flesh off the shrieking wretch as long as life remains. The Friend of India, under date of September 28th, 1854, said: " The bits of flesh cut from living men were strewed on the fields as a miraculous manure, and the land, so to speak, guanoed with human blood.” All this is only now stayed by the strong police force of a Christian nation. Rev. J. Talbot Gracey.

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HE two large islands, separated by a nar

row channel, which unitedly are called New Zealand, are situated in the South Pacific Ocean. They were discovered by Tasman in 1642, and visited by Captain Cook, the celebrated English navigator, in 1767. They have since become a recognised possession of the British crown,

and have been extensively colonized by emigrants from the British Isles. The country is said to be very beautiful, and the climate healthy; but the natives are mostly idolaters and given to cruelty. Though not to the same extent as formerly, cannibalism exists among them. Missionaries from various Churches in England, have laboured among them with considerable success. Our engraving represents a New Zealander in his native dress.

The United Methodist Free Churches have several missionaries in New Zealand, who preach the Gospel to the colonists; if these were generally converted, the natives, influenced by their Christian conduct, would probably, soon see the folly of their superstitions, and no longer bow down to the idols in which they now trust.

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Polly's Visit. $ I came by Lucy's window to-day," said Polly, I looked up,

and saw her sitting there in her usual place. Her

face is very thin and vhite, and her joodi eyes-oh! you can't think how big

and dark they look, grandma. I don't asgo

know her to speak to, but I stopped a 2d 3 minute and smiled, and she smiled

qqol back again at me, so I feel now as if I knew her a little, and I should like to run over this afternoon and see her, if you think it would do.”

“I think it will do very well, after you have put everything in order. Can't you take some book with you that would amuse her when you are with her?

“Let me see !” exclaimed Polly, and she stood thinking for a moment. “There's my Sunday-school book, but I believe there are no pictures in the one I got this week.”.

She found the book, and handed it to her grandmother, who looked at it carefully through her spectacles.

$59. Hints to young men'! Well, perhaps this will not amuse. Lucy very much; besides there are no pictures in it, as you say. I think I know, something she would like better, and that you haven't grown tired of yet."..

“ You mean the Bible,” said Polly.

“ I hope you never will become tired of that first of all books, my dear, but I did not mean the Bible this time.”

“I know! I know!” cried Polly. “It's your Pilgrim, brimful of all kinds of pictures. May I really take that with me, and show her about the Slough of Despond,' and the Lions,' and 'Giant Despair,' and the Beautiful Gates?!"

Polly was delighted with this idea, and hurried through her duties, for she always entered into any plan she was

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undertaking with her whole spirit, and after dinner was over, and the dishes put away in nice order, she tied on her hat and started out.

Lucy, the blacksmith's child, lived on one floor of a sort of tenement house, for her father was better off than many of the poor families who occupied the rest of the bụilding ; and instead of being obliged to crowd his wife and four children into one room, as some of his neighbours were compelled to do, he 'rented the entire floor, and the front room was given up to Lúcy, for the windows there opened on the street, and she could see what was passing by; and now she saw Polly coming toward her from the opposite side, and cross over, with a book under her arm, and a very pleasant expression on her face. !

“Can I come in and see Lucy'a little while ? ".she asked, when Mrs. Smith opened the door for her. Lucy's mother stared at her for a moment before she spoke, with some curiosity, for she did not know her.

“My grandmother thought Lucy might like to look at some pictures," continued Polly, holding Pilgrim in her hands. “ My grandmother is named Brown, and my name is Polly."

“Oh! I see! I know ! " said Mrs. Smith. Very well, you can come in and see Lucy for a little while”-leading the way to 'her room, and opening the door.

“But mind now, you must not say anything to tease her or make her cry, for the doctor says she must not be crossed in anything."

Mrs. Smith left her alone with the little invalid, who looked at Polly with more surprise than pleasure. She was hoping she would find Lucy more polite than her mother had been, for her cheeks bad turned very red when she had told her not to tease Lucy or make her cry; but as Lucy only stared at her, Polly was obliged to open the conversation by saying :

“I have a very nice book with pictures in it. I like

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