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studies, while the teacher took every opportunity to encourage him in his natural desires. The boy became one of the finest scholars, and gained the medal before he left the school. After this he became an engraver, laid up money enough to go to the continent of Europe; studied the works of the old masters; sent home to America productions of his own pencil, which found a place in some of the best collections of paintings;

and is now one of the most promising artists of his years in the country. After the boy gained the medal, he sent the teacher a beautiful picture, as a token of respect; and I doubt not this day he feels that that teacher, by the judicious encouragement he gave to the natural turn of his mind, has had a great moral and spiritual effect upon his character.American.

Poetry and Music.


From Charles Swain's "English Melodies."

'Tis the breath of a moment-which no one regardeth-
That holdeth the key to each secret of life;

'Tis "

a moment" that oft our long watching rewardeth,
And calms the dark waters of sorrow and strife:
Its breath may seem nothing,—and yet 'tis extending
A power the sublimest our being can know,

A moment may yield us a bliss without ending-
A moment consign us to darkness and woe!

Its circle may flash with a beauty that ages
May crown as immortal, and hallow its birth;
A moment may question the wisdom of sages,

And change the whole system and science of earth.
A moment-the soul of the painter can feel it-

It thrills thro' his frame with a spirit like fire;

A moment-oh! once let the gifted reveal it,
And heaven is short of the height 'twould aspire.

Go, ask of the hero when victory soundeth,

What glory a moment of time may command;

Ask the home-seeking sailor, while fast his heart boundeth,
How sweet is the moment he views his own land;
Ask the lover, when whisper to whisper replieth
In accents that tremble lest lips be o'erheard;
And oh! they will tell you each moment that dieth
Hath crowded eternity oft in a word!

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THOUGH travelling through a wilderness,

Where duty's call divides us; Though many a wintry storm distress,

The star of hope shall guide us.

And this shall cheer the lonely way, And gild the gloom of sorrow; And, through the shades of parting day,

Point to a brighter morrow.


E'en should this star be clouded here, And should we meet-ah! never, The transient joys of life to share'Twill not be dimm'd for ever.

No! we shall meet, though parted here,

To part again-oh, never! But, joyful, with our Saviour there, To spend a long for ever. Gems of Sacred Poetry.


Six Lec

tures to Young Men on Religious Decision, delivered in Stockwell Chapel. By the Rev. D. THOMAS. London: B. L. Green. 8vo. pp. 104. One of the most vigorous, earnest, original, and powerful books for young men we have ever read, full of striking thoughts and affectionate appeals. A book for the age, and singularly adapted to our welleducated and thinking youth. To these we say, "get it, read it, study it; there breathes in it a spirit which, under God's blessing, may give the happiest turn to all your future destiny and course."


Translated from the French by
London: Aylott and Jones.

As full of conceits as its title would almost lead one to expect, and yet not without good thoughts nor a good intent.

COMMUNION WITH GOD IN PRIVATE. Compiled by RICHARD SHEPHERD, M.A., of St. Mary's Hall, Oxford, Minister of St. Margaret's, near Ware. London: Hatchard and Son.

This is a compilation, chiefly from a valuable work published in 1665. It is an earnest appeal for closet prayer, and we commend it to all who are joining in our weekly concert. The hints it gives for the profitable exercise of the duties of, and appeals it makes to attend constantly upon, secret retirement with God, are all calculated to have the right effect on those who read it.

THIRTY-FOUR INITIATORY LESSONS from the Gospel Narratives; arranged in the order of Time. By ROBERT MIMPRISS. First, Second, and Third Grades. 18mo. London: Thomas Varty.

This is an attempt to bring into small compass the whole of the 100 lessons contained in the full Gra

duated System, as originally laid school-room map, may now be had for about forty-seven shillings.

down by Mr. Mimpriss.

Amongst other objections raised to the system, it has been said,

1. It was too long. Three years would elapse before it could be run through.

2. It was too expensive. Some ten or twelve pounds was too much to expocket at once.

3. It was too difficult. Our teachers would never learn it, or give it the needed attention.

These objections are intended to be met in these little books.

1. It is shortened. The whole 100 lessons are condensed into 34, for the use of the lower classes, allowing the upper ones to use their Bibles, and only follow the order of passages and narratives adopted in these books, so getting the whole into a single year. 2. It is cheapened. All the manuals and maps required by the teachers for a school of 100 children, with these lesson-books, and the large

3. It is simplified, so that the teachers can now, we think, easily master it, and by attaining so much, reach a step from which they can pass to the still higher and better system yet beyond.


All beautiful, and in Krummacher's best style, full of touching thoughts and words, and eminently good in their moral and intentions.


Equally beautiful, and in some respects more so, than its predecessors, of which we have spoken so well before. Let the teachers get all their scholars to purchase one for the new year.

Chapter of Varieties.

THE MOTHER'S HAND. A pious mother, in her prayers with her little son, was accustomed to lay her hand upon his head. She died while he was yet too young to feel the loss which he had sustained. He grew up an uncurbed and wayward boy, whom none seemed to understand and few to love. Yet in his most reckless and passionate paroxysms, something seemed partially to restrain and rule him. He said it was a hand upon his head

like his mother's hand. Often he yielded to its touch and wept bitterly. In the flush and fever of youth, he travelled widely over foreign lands. Vice tempted him, and the virtue which should have withstood it had but a frail rooting. Still, something withheld him. It was the same hand upon his head-a soft, cool hand. He dared not utterly cast off its con


In his old age, he said to some children, "A hand is upon my head,

upon my few hoary locks, the same hand that used to rest in prayer among the fresh sunny curls of my infancy. And if I am ever saved, it will be by that mother's hand and my Redeemer's mercy."


In Roman history there is a story related of Junius Brutus, one of the consuls, the chief magistrates of Rome, to the following effect:"There was a conspiracy formed with the view of overturning the government. Among the conspirators were Titus and Tiberius, the sons of Brutus. They were tried and condemned by their own father, and were scourged and beheaded in his

presence. sons.


He did not spare his own He thought the interests of the state demanded that he should make no exception in favour of his Not that he loved his sons less, but that he loved the state more. If he had known how to secure the safety of the state, and save his sons, doubtless he would have taken that course; but when the question was whether his sons should suffer, or the state be endangered, the feelings of the father had to yield to the judgment of the consul, and the young men were put to death. I dare not pronounce unqualified approval of the conduct of Brutus; but I may employ it as an illustration. It shows how stern are the demands of law, and what danger is apprehended from allowing the law to be broken with impunity."-Brown's Lambs of the Flock.


Here I have no abiding city; as a tenant at will I may be dismissed at a moment's warning; but I have an immortal soul-a soul that must live happy or miserable to eternity; a soul that must join angels in glory, or fiends in darkness.

How weighty, then, is the concern of salvation! and how important every moment that shortens the span allotted me below! HAWEIS.


The heart comprises in itself a world of wonders; and while we admire its admirable structure and properties, we are naturally led to consider the wisdom and power of Him who formed it, and who first gave it its pulsations. May we never, whilst the vital stream flows through our veins, forget His goodness, or repay His love with ingratitude. STURM.


Perhaps few characters have ever had their time more fully engrossed with business than Queen Elizabeth, yet she is said to have found time to read the scriptures daily, and to have acquired a decided taste for them. "I walk," says she, "many times in the pleasant fields of the holy scriptures, where I pluck up the goodlisome herbs of sentences by pruning, eat them by reading, digest them by musing, and lay them up, at length, in the high seat of memory, by gathering them together; so that, having tasted their sweetness, I may perceive the bitterness of life."

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