until his death, in instructing students in the language of the Greenlanders.

The missionaries he left behind him, undismayed by difficulties, dangers, and sufferings, imitated the glorious example of his perseverance, patience, and zeal; and the Lord crowned their labours with success. In the year 1822, the anniversary of Egede's landing in Greenland, was celebrated. One hundred years had then elapsed, since after his long and patient waiting, he landed upon the shores of that country. But who was there to celebrate it? Hundreds upon hundreds of Christian Greenlanders to join their prayers and praises, with the missionaries, that it had pleased God to put it into the heart of Egede, to come to their desolate shores. Now, Christian churches, Christian settlements, Christian congregations are scattered over the land; and a spirit of love, of grace, and of knowledge, moves the hearts of the once barbarous and ignorant heathens. "How happy," says one of the missionaries, is a life spent among a flock of true children of God, and lovers of the Lord Jesus Christ collected from among wild and barbarous heathens! How willingly do we forego many outward advantages, while we partake of the real blessedness of the

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house of God in such a family of Jesus, who have been brought by the Spirit of God, out of heathenish darkness, into the glorious light of his countenance !" My little friend, follow the example of the good Egede. How, do you ask me? "in walking by faith, and not by sight;" in acting from hour to hour, and day to day, and year to year, not according to what you see and feel in this world, but according to that which God in his word hath commanded you: and be assured, that like Egede, you shall reap, if not here, hereafter, a glorious recompense. Perseverance is the crowning grace of a christian's life; he does not look for reward here, but is contented to follow Christ's commandments, in faith, leaving him to order all things according to his will, and submitting patiently to it, at all times, and still endeavouring to act in obedience to his precepts, as though everything succeeded and was prosperous.

STORY OF MRS. JUDSON.

LITTLE JANIE'S mamma was one day very busy reading the newspaper; little Jane was sitting on a stool at her feet, she had her doll in her lap, a piece of net, and some pink ribbon, which she thought would make the young lady a pretty new cap, if her mamma was at leisure; but then her mamma looked as if she was so very busy! poor Janie sighed two or three times, and she looked at dolly, and she looked at the pink ribbon, at last she could not control her impatience any longer, so she ventured to interrupt her mamma by saying, Mamma, you are not generally so fond of reading the newspaper!" Mamma smiled, as she put down the newspaper, and looked at her little girl, and then she said, I was reading, Janie, about a place, and about some people whom I feel very much interested in, and I think I could tell you something about them, which would make feel interested in them too, but, peryou haps, you would rather that I made your dolly's cap. Janie considered for a moment, and then

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she said, "Mamma, if you please, I would rather you told me the story." Then fetch your map, that I may try and explain to you what I am going to say-so Janie fetched the map, and spread it out before her mamma-Now, said her mamma, look at the Northern States of America, the people who live there are just like ourselves; they speak the same language, dress in the same manner, and follow the same customs, and though they are called Americans, if one of them was to come into this room, and speak to you, you could not tell that he was not an Englishman. A great many years ago, there lived in this country a young lady, who was very pious and sincere in her love to God, and wished to serve him. In these days, you know, it is not at all uncommon for women to leave their home and their friends, and to go out as missionaries among the heathens; but then such a thing had never been heard of, and when this lady desired to accompany her husband to a far distant country for this purpose, every one opposed it, and thought it very foolish and unreasonable on her part; however she persevered in her intention, and she was the first American lady who ever left her country for such a cause.

"She went to the country you were reading about, I suppose, mamma ?”

Yes; it is called the Burman Empire; here it is-a long, long way from America, as you may see -besides which, the people are very savage and barbarous, as the story I am about to tell you will prove. The lady's name was Judson-she and her husband, Mr. Judson, lived for some years at a place called Rangoon, which is here on the sea coast. I have not time to tell you all that they did there, though the account is very interesting, and they had the happiness of seeing some of the people, forsake the worship of idols, and learn to love their Saviour. After a time, however, they went to a town further off, which was the largest in the empire, and where the king himself lived-this town was called Ava. Here, they lived peaceably for some time; they had a pretty little house, and a school, where they taught the children, and instructed all who were willing to come and learn. But this did not last long; you see, here is India, close to the Burman Empire; now, you know, that we, English people, have taken possession of the greater part of India; it so happened that just at this time, the Burmese had offended the English, and a