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Ere long Disease his hand had laid
THE LOST PURSE.
say, "Thank you," such a hurry was be in to get away to the baker's for the loaf; the delight of having so much money as a whole sixpence making him forget his own hunger and cold, and run faster than he had ever run before. Suddenly he came bump up against something wet and slippery, and felt a great big hand grasp his collar, while a gruff voice asked him what he was running away from.
“The wet, sir," said Willy, wriggling about to get away.
“I'm going to my mother."
“Ho, ho!" laughed the policeman. " What's this in your hand ?”
"Only sixpence, sir, a kind gentleman has given me.”
The policeman squeezed open Willy's hand, and showed, not a sixpence, but half a sovereign, which the old gentleman had given, and Willy had taken, without noticing.
“I thought so, you young rascal!" said the policeman. “You've been picking somebody's pocket; so I'll just lock you up till we find out whose money this is.”
Poor Willy, bursting out crying, told the man his story, begging him to keep all the money except only sixpence, and let him go to his mother. But the more anxious Willy was to get away, the more certain did the policeman become that Willy had stolen the money; 80 he dragged him away, and locked him up.
Meantime the old gentleman got home, and when he took off his coat wissed his purse. He had seen no one except Willy, and remembered in what a hurry the boy ran away after he got the sixpence ; he immediately made up his mind that Willy had robbed him, and sent off a description of the boy to the very police station where Willy was sitting, half mad with fear and anxiety about his mother. You may fancy how delighted the policeman who had caught him was, and how proud he seemed when, next day, after being taken before a magistrate, Willy was sentenced to be sent to prison for six weeks, everybody thinking he had stolen and thrown away or hid the purse.
Willy's mother heard all the story from her neighbours, and tried all she could to get strong enough to go to the magistrate, to beg to be allowed to see Willy. Then she went to the old gen leman, and told him that Willy had never stolen or told a lie in his life. But nothing could be done.
FOR THE YOUNG. ONE cold stormy afternoon in October a little ragged boy, named Willy Wilson, was sitting upon the door-step of an empty house in Castle Street, crouching together, to try and make his poor, thin, tattered clothes keep the wind out. He had been there for a great many hours, watching patiently for the chance of getting a penny to buy a little loaf of bread for his sick mother; but not oue halfpenny had Willy got~the day being too wet to tempt aný one to
out of their warm sitting-rooms into the inuddy streets and poor Willy's tears began to trickle down his cheeks as he saw the clock hands in the church tower pointing to four. Just as he had made up his mind to go into another street, & short, fat old gentleman, carrying a large umbrella, came out of the square and walked quickly down the street. He was a pleasant, rosy-faced old gentleman, but frowned and shook his head when Willy, pulling off a torn cap, asked him for a penny. And Willy was still running behind, telling his sad story, when a fierce gust of wind caught the old gentleman's umbrella, and turned it inside out, blowing his hat half across the dirty street. Willie ran after the hat, and brought it back, wiping off the mud with his own poor cap.
I've no coppers," said the old gentleman, “but here's a sixpence ; " and pulling a purse out of his coat pocket, he give Willy a mall piece of money, for which, clutching it in his halfnumbed hand, Willy hardly took time to
the Wisuddenly she felt something hard in
Willy was very unhappy among the coat, too old to sell
, but so large that she wicked people he was shut up with; and thought to herself, “It will just do to if it had not been that he met an old- make Willy & suit of clothes when he clothes-man, who had lived in the same comes hoine." Accordingly, after she had lane with his mother, I do not know what done her work, she began unripping the he would have done. As it was, Willy and coat, to get it cut out and made for the old Jew became great friends, and the old man taught Willy to read from the tracts distributed by good people among
between the linings, near
one of the the prisoners ; so when the Jew left the pockets, and called out to the Jew to prison Willy made him promise to go come, for she thought she had found a and see his mother, and comfort her as prize; then, together, they pulled out the well as he could.
lining, and out fell a leather purse, the When the Jew got out of prison he
very. purse Willy had been accused of went straight to Willy's mother, and made stealing. You may be sure it was not her come and live in his house, to help long before they carried the purse to its him to keep the shop, where he sold the old clothes he bought at different houses ; The old gentleman was very glad-for going about early in the morning with a
he had often thought of poor Willy's large black bag on his back, and letting cold, thin little faca on the day he first the people know what he wanted by crying, saw him--and lost no time in going to "Old cio'; old clo'."
the magistrate who had tried the case, and as he was passing the very old there, before the whole court, he told the gentleman's house whose purse had been story. the cause of Willy's punishment, the man- So Willy was taken out of prison, and servant called him in, and showed him a a number of gentlemen gave him enough large bundle of his master's old clothes. money to set up a little shop for his After a great deal of bargaining, the Jew mother, while he himself went to be a bought them and carried them home, servant in the magistrate's house. And giving them to Willy's mother to brush he is now a porter in one of the policesponge to sell again.
courts. Well, sbe unfolded and looked at the So, you seo, truth triumphed at last; things very carefully, laying aside some to as it always does, if you only have repair, others to hang up in the window. patience, and trust in God put every At last she came to a very old, thick great thing right at last,
Gems from Golden Mines.
The hardest load for such sufferers to THE MISSION OF SUFFERERS.
bear, usually, is the thought, as they express We feel that we do not estimate highly | it, that they are not permitted to do any. enough the work that is accomplished for thing for their Master. They seem to the Church by the sons and daughters of themselves like a withered branch, and afiliction. Really one of the most im- feel as though they were nought but a portant instrumentalities in disseminating cumbrance to the vineyard. But the the Gospel, is the testimony wrought out truth is, that by their patient suffering they hy those who patiently endure suffering. are accomplishing, very likely, their most
may see the importance God attaches important work. They are bearing testito their work, in the fact that he scarcely mony. They are preparing ground for the leaves a community without some one in it Church to stand upon. They are making that is
, like Job, called upon to bear far instruments for the Church to use in its more than his share of suffering.
aggressive warfare with infidelity. One
can preach with greater assurance and, Gospel ; when I consider what multitude boldness for having beneath him such of creatures there are who are his vassals, ground; for he may feel that none but the and under his influence-creatures 80 hopelessly hardened can have a face to destitute of moral principle, and so filled spread clouds of doubt over the immortal with venomous spite against religion, as to hopes of those from whom all temporal be prepared to go any lengths in maligning good has flown. In the presence of a the righteous, and especially their ministers strong man it is conceivable that an I can account for it on no other ground infidel may flaunt his unbelief, and rest than that of a special interposition of somewhat easy in his conscience notwith- Providence, that the reputation of Chrisstanding it. But by the bedside of a poor tian pastors is not more frequently attacked sufferer, who stays upon the earth, but by slander and destroyed by calumny. But scarcely can be said to live in it, and whose probably we see in this, as in other cases, only source of consolation is the promise of that wise arrangement of Providence by God, that speaks of a blessed immortality, which things of delicacy and consequence there is scarcely one so bold as to utter are preserved, by calling forth greater his doubts, or any so abandoned as not to solicitude for their safety. Church-members feel there that his doubts are wicked as should, therefore, be tremblingly alive to well as revolting.
the importance of defending their minisThat community may count itself happy ter's character. They should neither expect that is worthy to contain one of the Lord's to see him perfect, nor hunt after his imsuffering ones. That minister may count perfections. When they cannot but see his strength well-nigh doubled when he has his imperfections imperfections which, to assist him the silent yet convincing after all, may be consistent with not only voice of a Christian's suffering. We may real but eminent piety-they should not help these sufferers to bear their burden of take pleasure in either magnifying or lookaffliction. They in turn do certainly help ing at them, but make all reasonable excuse us to bear the burden of convincing sinners for them, and endeavour to lose sight of that they need a Saviour, and that Christ his infirmities in his virtues, as they do the alone supplies that need. “Surely affliction spots of the sun amid the blaze of radiance cometh not forth of the dust, neither doth with which they are surrounded.—John trouble spring out of the ground.”
A PASTOR'S REPUTATION. A MINISTER's character is the lock of his strength ; and if once this is sacrificed, he is like Samson shorn of his hair, a poor, feeble, faltering creature, the pity of his friends and the derision of his enemies. I would not have bad ministers screened, nor would I have good ones maligned. When a preacher of righteousness bas stood in the way of sinners and walked in the counsel of the ungodly, he should never again open his lips in the great congregation until his repentance is as notorious as his sin. But while his character is unsullied his friends should preserve it with as much care against the tongue of the slanderer as they would his life against the hand of the assassin. When I consider the restless malignity of the great enemy of God and holiness, and add to this his subtlety and craft ; when I consider how much his malice would be gratified and his schemes promoted by blackening the character of the ministers of the
OUR BEHAVIOUR IN GOD'S
HOUSE. Is it fitting to gaze irreverently, to whisper, to smile, to read, to weave the web of our vain imaginations, or even to slumber, in the presence, and under the gaze, of those blazing eyes, too pure to look upon ? Trifle, if you choose, with wealth and character, and worldly education and health, and this bodily life itself, but trifle not with God's house, and day, and worship; for it is to squander your hopes of heaven, and to fritter away the staple of your sale vation, and to commit suicide upon your souls. The mere habit of association should teach you such reverence. If we look with interest and respect on the observatory where science has toiled to read the starry pages of the unrolled heavens, where some eminent astronomer, like Herschel, lifting his telescope, has looked off from the edge, as it were, of our solar system, far into the azure depths of space, how much more regard and solemn interest should invest the Christian sanctuary, the observatory of faith, where, taking her stand, she has cold, I praise God; if it rain or snow looked beyond the flaming bounds of stars thunder or lighten- let the weather be and systems of stars, into the eternal depths what it may, I praise God, and am always of heaven or hell? Here souls have been joyful. And I have never had a bad week. renewed, and here sealed to perdition. I resign myself to my dear Lord and Here, for a time, it has seemed as if the Saviour, and am sure he does nothing fiery pit had its covering lifted off, and its wrong. What he permits, whether sweet smoke went up as the smoke of a furnace, or sour, joy or grief, I know is all for the and the wail of its unremitting and unmiti- best, and accept it with thanks and joy. gable anguish arose, piercing all hearts, and All things must work together for good shaking all knees—the cry of despair that to them that love God." sat eternally gnawing the core of the sinner's The scholar was astonished at the faith heart. Here again, the soul, in communion of the poor man, and asked what he would with its God, has seemed already to discern do if God should thrust him into hell at the glories of the beatific vision, and has last. “Thrust me into hell ? that he will caught the reverberating thunder of those never do,” answered the poor man; “but Halleluiahs that, with their resounding and if he should, I have two arms, the arm of incessant anthem, girdle the throne of faith and the arm of love ; with them I light. Here the Saviour is seen by glimpses would grasp him and hold him so fast that through the lattices of his ordinances ; and he must go with me; and where my
Lord here is the Piegah on which we stand and and my God is there is my heaven.”. gaze, till the heart is faint with longing, on American Messenger. the land that is afar off, and on the King in
Is such a place the proper scene for levity and indifference ; for the witling's sneer and the trifler's thoughtless
AFFLICTION. ness ?--Dr. W. R. Williams.
THE way to the crown is by the cross. We must taste the gall if we are to taste the
glory. If justified by faith, we must suffer THE TWO STRONG ARMS. tribulations. When God saves a soul, he A GREAT scholar in Germany who was
tries it. Some believers are much surprised anxious to find the right way to heaven,
when they are called to suffer. They but for all his learning could not succeed,
thought they would do some great thing went one day to church. On his way he for God; but all he permits them to do is met a poor old man to whom he wished
to suffer for his sake. Go round to every "Good morning.” The poor man thanked one in glory : each has a different story to him, but added, he did not exactly re
tell, yet every one a tale of suffering. member ever having a bad one.
But mark, all were brought out of them. then, I wish you much luck.” “I thank It was a dark cloud, but it passed away. you, sir ; but, to tell the truth, I never yet The water was deep, but they reached the have had bad luck." The scholar did not other side. Not one there blames God for know what to make of the man, so he re- the way he led them thither. “Salvation!" quested him to explain his meaning.
is their only cry. Child of God, murmur “With pleasure," said the poor man.
"I not at your lot. You must have a palm, have never yet had a sorrowful morning; as well as a white robe. Learn to glory in for if I am hungry, I praise God ; if I am
Our Missions .
Society would improve, have been entirely PROSPECTS BRIGHTEN.
realized. At the end of January the proTHE hopes we expressed in our last bable deficit was found to bave fallen to issue, that the income of the Missionary | £4,800, and since February began the re
turns continue to show a most favourable result.
Some may have supposed that the hearty response reported from so many places would have produced a larger and more immediate effect; but time must be given to prosecute the proposed canvass, while many congregations have to arrange so that the special effort shall not interfere unnecessarily with their other requirements. Many instances, however, of great liberality have come to our notice. Perhaps the most striking is the one of the church at Inskip, in Lancashire. The pastor is a young minister who offered himself for inission service in Africa, and which offer the committee were compelled reluctantly, for the present, not to entertain. But he has not failed to imbue the church orer which he has for a time assumed the pastoral office, with his owo ardent missionery spirit. The members are few, about fifty in number, and poor. On bringing the subject before his people, after seeking first guidance and help from God in special prayer, the result surpassed all their expectations. To the astonishment of all, the amount promised was £55 199 1d. But he amount actually realized has exceeded the promises, being not less than £6478.1d. The following extract from Mr. Thomson's letter will show the spirit in which this has beon accomplished :
“The people are making sacrifices, deny. ing themselves even of what may be termed necessaries, that the churches may see what can be done, even by the poor, for God's cause, when they are willing, and when they put forth their utmost exertions. One farm servant, receiving £10 per annum, has given £1. Another, with a wife and child, has given a like sum. A maid-servant, receiving about £9 yearly, has given £1. A young dressmaker has sacrificed a winter's cloak that she might give a sovereign. One man gives up sugar for a year, that he might save what he has promised to give. A young person, who has no money, but whose parents were about to buy her a new bonnet, resolved to make her old one do, that the money may be given to the Missionary Society. I might go on to multiply such cases, but it is needless."
No wonder that Mr. Thomson should add in the letter transmitting the money,-“The blessing of God
still resting upon the church. In three instances husband
and wife have been led to the Saviour. In one instance, husband and wife and servant, all profess to have found Christ, so that we have literally a household believing and being baptized."
But while our poor friends are thus libe. rally assisting, the more wealthy are also doing their part. One writes as follows:
“Enclosed I have the pleasure to hand you my check for £20. We must aim at nothing less than an annual income of £50,000; indeed, I see no reason why we should not, by continued and united effort, increase the amount to £100,000 ! I shall be glad, either now or at some future time, to form one of a committee of gentlemen to further the cause in this county, according to your valuable suggestion."
From Yorkshire good reports continue to come. The secretary of the local com. mittee, the Rev. T. Pottenger, says :to the present time the returns of the canvass are rather more than £350 in donations, and £210 in subscriptions, which will net a clear increase of about £150 per annum, This last item is very important, for every effort will be required to meet the current expenditure next year as well as this.
Forthe purpose of setting on foot a similar work in other counties, conferences of ministers and other friends of the society hare been held in Birmingham, Manchester, Liverpool, and Gloucestershire. The subject was also fully discussed at the large meeting of delegates of the East Lancashire Union, held at Bacup on the 10th ult. From all these places we learn that the feel. ing was most unanimous, the determination strong, not only to rescue the society from its present difficulties, but also to render it altogether unnecessary that any of the missionaries should be recalled.
While this busy movement is thus spreading from place to place, let us not forget to commend the great object of our labours to the Head of the Church. Through many lands our missionaries are aring the good tidings of peace, sowing from day to day the precious seed. But it is not enough to 80w broadcast as it were these germs of spiritual life. They need the refreshing, quickening rain from heaven, to stimulate them into life. From God cometh the increase. Let us therefore earnestly entreat that he withhold not the blessing-that our br&thren may not labour in vain.