Sunday employment

Sunday employment


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Sunday employment short tales for Sunday reading
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Upcher, Frances
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A HAPPY little party had drawn the
chair close to the window that looked
into the garden, which was now be-
ginning to appear bright and gay with
spring blossoms, when little Helen ex-
claimed, in her usual lively and
thoughtless manner,
Mamma! oh, my gracious, mam-
ma! is it not a treat to be able to
sit by this pleasant light, instead of
poking round the fire, and shivering
every time one is obliged to turn away
from it ?"-
"That is a very ungrateful way of


thanking God for His new blessings,"
returned Mrs. Hamilton; "you were
thankful enough for the fire during
the cold weather, and while you were
enjoying it, there were hundreds of
poor creatures, who had not a fire to
go to."
"I know that, dear mamma,"
answered Helen, humbly, "and I did
not mean to say anything wrong; I
only meant, I like these nice bright
afternoons better than cold dark
"It is quite right to be thankful
for, and contented with the blessings
you receive," said her mother, "but
you must learn to speak more guard-
edly; don't you remember the little
story you were translating last week
in 'L'ami des Enfans.'"
S"Do you mean the story of 'the
Seasons', and the silly little boy,
who wished every season would last
all the year round?" enquired Henry.


"Just so," replied Mrs. Hamilton;
"I think Helen is something like
that little boy, for she speaks
exactly what she thinks at the
moment, and she must endeavour to
curb hertongue, till she has reflected.
Now we must turn our attention to
the Third Commandment, if you
wish to hear me explain it; and
this Commandment it is, that my
dear Helen must particularly give
heed to; for she generally preludes
her sentences with an exclamation,
very nearly akin, to breaking this
command, when she calls out 'my
goodness!' of which she has very
little to boast; because, like all the
rest of her fellow-creatures, she is a
descendant of Eve, who entailed upon
us sin and shame, even from the
hour of our birth; through her we
are accounted sinners, even before
we are able to commit sin. My
patience!' too, is another favourite



word, and we all know that dear
Nelly's stock of patience is very soon
exhausted; but she little knows how
her mother blames her own selfish-
ness and carelessness, in sitting
down helplessly to grieve, for so
many months; and for taking so
little pains to correct her darling
child's errors. But we must pray,
and hope, that it is not too late to
amend, and in due time to conquer
these little failings. What would
dear papa say, to come back and find
his baby grown into a passionate,
self-willed child? What would he
have thought, if he had heard his
daughter screaming, and stamping
her little feet this morning, because
she could not have her own way?
and then the naughty names that-"
Oh, pray mamma, don't speak of
it again; I do not mean to be so
naughty any more," cried Helen,


Not if you can help it, you
mean," continued her mother; "but
I hope you will pray to God to help
you to keep your good resolutions;
for the hard names, and passionate
exclamations of little girls are
very displeasing in God's eyes;
and, by their use, they are guilty
of the breach of the Third Com-
mandment. Jesus says, 'That
every idle (that is, improper) word
that men shall speak, they shall
give account thereof in the day
of judgment. For by thy words
thou shalt be justified, and by
thy words thou shalt be con-
demned.' You may remember,
being very much shocked the day
we went to Southampton, at hear-
ing the boys onboard the steamboat
using such bad words, and calling
on God to witness what they said:
but these boys knew no better-
they used these expressions as a

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matter of course, they heard the
sailors do so, and perhaps nobody
had even shown them the words of
our Saviour in his sermon on the
Mount, 'Again, ye have heard that
it hath been said, by them of old
time, Thou shalt not forswear thy-
self, but shall perform unto the
Lord thine oaths. But I say unto
you, Swear not at all; neither by
Heaven, for it is God's throne; norby
the earth, for it is His footstool;
neither by Jerusalem, for it is the
city of the great King. Neither
shalt thou swear by thy head,
because thou canst not make one
hair white or black. But let your
communication be, Yea, yea; Nay,
nay; for whatsoever is more than
these cometh of evil.' The boys
might not know, they were breaking
the Third Commandment: for this
may be broken in many ways, not
only by swearing, but in our com-


mon conversation, in reading, in
prayer, and even in Church: when-
ever we call upon that Holy Name,
without thinking that He is present,
or without feeling true reverence for
Him, we take God's name in vain:
and so we do, when we draw near to
Him with our lips, and our hearts
are far from Him.
I found a very pretty narrative
in the 'Tract Magazine,' which
proves how often people break this
Commandment, without knowing
how wickedly they are acting; and
perhaps, if I relate the Story to you,
you will also try to say a word in
season, to any one, whom you hear
speaking improperly:-

Jeffry Hayes was a person of
considerable importance in his little
neighbourhood, for not only was he



the champion of every malcontent
who braved a quarrel, and resolved
to fight it out with the offender, but
he had the first and surest news -in
days when armed horsemen did the
work now performed by rail and
telegraph, and when gossips, bursting
with impatience, rushed to the black-
smith's forge, to hear from his lips
the last report left behind by some
galloping rider, who had been de-
tained while his horse was shod.
And Jeffry did not fail to make
the most of such opportunities, for
he lived on the great London road.
One dark evening, as usual, the
bright fire from the smithy of Jeffry
Hayes flung its ruddy glow across
the highway, the sounds of labour
had ceased, and several idle villagers
were lounging around their oracle,
nwtil he should think proper to put
out his fire, and adjourn with them
to the nearest ale-house. The smith


himself, with broad shoulders and
muscular arm, was flourishing his
great hammer to the eager narrative
of an angry youth, who was telling
of an insult he wished to avenge,
and was enlisting the pugnacious
sympathies of his athletic friend,
who praised his courage, and
promised, with an oath, to give
honorable assistance on the occasion.
Ay, I was sure you would stand
by me, and see justice done," said
the obliged challenger.
That will I," said Hayes, warmly,
and with various oaths; "Fix time
and place, and I'll be there to the
minute, if the High Sheriff himself,
on his Majesty's errand, brought his
horse to be shod, as no one but
Jeffry Hayes can do it. I'm not
the man, as you all know, to desert
a friend in need, nor keep out of the
way when blows are going. But,
hark! here comes a horseman, and



I hear by the foot-fall there's work
to be done yet. Stand by, my lads,
and let the gentleman ride straight
In a few seconds more a horse-
man rode up, and asked if a lost
shoe could be replaced at once.
"Just in time, sir," said Jeffry,
stepping forward, and lifting the
hoof, while the rider dismounted,
and, leaning against the door-post,
surveyed by firelight the several
persons in the shed.
"You've ridden hard and far,
sir," remarked the smith, as he pro-
ceeded to work.
"Yes; and must further still
before I rest," replied the stranger.
"Important business on hand, I
presume, sir," said Jeffry.
Very. I am a King's messenger,
and must not loiter on my way."
If hammer could speak, that of
Jeffry Hayes would have borne


witness to the right loyal grasp of
its master's powerful hand, as he
swung it with increased, vehe-
mence and precision, on hearing this
"Good news at court, I hope, sir,"
said he, pompously.
"The very best. A free pardon
for all the rebels."
"A free pardon!" exclaimed all
at once. "What, after all they have
said, and done?"
"Free, unconditional pardon," re-
peated the traveller, except it be
considered a condition that they
accept it."
They can't, surely, but do that;"
exclaimed Jefiry; "the very thought
of such clemency ought to make them
lay down their arms, and be true
subjects for the rest of their lives."
"Yet, strange to say, that the
fact, though quite certain, does not
do it."



"What, are they going on in
rebellion in the face of pardon, and
with no hope, either, of success to
their cause at last?"
Even so, except here and there
one who sees things in a better
"Well, then, they deserve execu-
tion; and why should not justice
take its course?" said the black-
smith, fiercely. "My opinion is,
that it's possible to be too lenient;
and loyal men look to governments
to do their duty without, fear or
"You would have me believe that
you are not a rebel yourself, friend,"
said the stranger, in a low voice, to
the smith.
"I! yes, I would like to see the
man who dares call me a rebel,"
said Jeffry Hayes, with the voice of
a Stentor, and mingling his speech
with many terrible oaths; "he


should know something of this
arm;" and down came the hammer
upon the anvil with a blow that
made the roof ring again.
"Then, that dare I," said the
traveller, boldly; "and your own
lips have condemned you."
"You had better mount and be
gone," whispered a villager, at the
sight of Jeffry's face, like a thunder-
cloud, as he slowly lifted himself
from bending over the horse's hoof,
and fixed a flashing eye on the
stranger's face, who, nevertheless,
stood unmoved and undismayed,
adding deliberately, "'Thou shalt
not take the name of the Lord thy
God in vain; for the Lord will not
hold him guiltless that taketh His
name in vain.' So runs the holy law,
and I call you all to witness, that
no loyal man trifles with, or pro-
fanes, the name of the prince he
loves and serves. How say you,



friends, is it not rebellion against
God, wilfully and continually to
break and despise his laws?"
There was no answer, and Jeffry
was busy with the shoe again.
But," continued the stranger,
"I told you that I am the King's
messenger, bearing unconditional
free pardon to all who will accept it.
All have sinned, all are rebels; but
God, who is rich in mercy, 'so loved
the world, that He gave His only
begotten Son, that whosoever be-
lieveth in him should not perish,
but have everlasting life.' Is it not
enough to silence the blasphemous
tongue, and make him reverence the
God who loves like this? Will you
accept free pardon, and act out your
own views of its consequences, my
honest friend?"
"Why ask only me? There be
others here who need it fully as
much," said the smith, in a surly tone.


"I do say it to all, Whosoever
will, let him take the water of life
freely!' I have no reserves on my
list, but, according to my royal
Master's will, I repeat his own
proclamation to every sinner: 'He
that believeth on Him that sent me
hath everlasting life, and shall not
come into condemnation.'"
"I thought you were on an errand
from the real court, and not making
up a tale to preach to us," said
Hayes, with some remaining dis-
"It is no made-up tale, it is
solemn truth, as you will one day
prove; and as God, the King of
kings, is real,-as Heaven and Hell
are real,-as you, an immortal
being, are real,-I beseech you, as
though God himself besought you
by me, receive his offers of pardon
and grace, and be reconciled to him.
No man who is reconciled to God




talks as you talk. Of your deeds
and ways, I know nothing: but your
own conscience will tell you whether
you live, and speak, and act, like a fol-
lower of the gentle loving Saviour."'
"Your horse is shod, sir."
"I thank you, heartily, for good
speed, and good work," said the
stranger, placing the charge in the
hands of the smith, and I pray
that, by the operation of the grace
of God upon your head, your feet
may soon be shod with the prepara-
tion of the gospel of peace. You
carry on more than your mere trade
in this workshop, friend; see to it
that the record be written by him
who keeps a book of remembrance
of them that fear the Lord and
think upon his name. What a mes-
senger you might be of love and
mercy from the Prince of peace, to
those who come to talk with you
here !"


"They would not come for a ser-
mon, I reckon," said Jeffry, attempt-
ing to laugh, as he looked round.
"Try it; and the next piece of
iron you mould by yonder fire,
liken it in your mind to a hard
human heart, cast under the soften-
ing influence of Divine love, and
reshapen by the Omnipotent Creator,
for holy and happy uses. Good
night, friends all, and the Lord
be with you."
"Stop, sir," said the smith, step-
ping after the traveller, and laying
his hand on the bridle rein. Who
are you that talks to Jeffry Hayes
in this uncommon way?"
"One who had a message from
God unto you, and has delivered it,"
replied the stranger, as he rode
quickly away, leaving the smith
gazing after him into the darkness,
until the sound of his steps had died
on the soft night air.



About half an hour afterwards, as
Mary Hayes sat knitting by her
cottage fire, she was surprised by
the arrival of her husband full two
hours before his usual time; and
being a person of good sense, she
uttered no comment, but set his chair,
and while he washed away the marks
of his daily toil, prepared sup-
per, and brought in a small jug of
ale, as naturally as if it was his
custom to drink it quietly in her
company at home. Hayes did not
seem to have much appetite, nor
disposed to be very communicative,
but, after looking at the fire for
some time, he suddenly spoke.
Mary," said he, have we got a
"A Bible! Oh, yes; don't you
remember the big book that mistress
gave me when we were married?"
Ah, to be sure! Get it,will you ?
I want to find something in it."


But leaf after leaf was turned
over in vain; the Bible to Jeffry
Hayes, was like a foreign land to
one ignorant of geography.
I can't find it," said he, "can you,
Mary? something about feet shod
with the gospel of peace."
Alas, Mary was not much better
informed than her husband, until
she remembered that there was a
passage about armour in one of
the Epistles, whereupon, with
her knitting-needle to glide before
her eyes down the pages verse by
verse, she finally settledit triumph-
antly upon the 15th verse of the last
Chapter in the Epistle to the
"That's it!" said her husband,
gratified at the discovery; and hav-
ing read the verse, he read the chap-
ter, and afterwards the Epistle too."
"Mary," said he, again, after
another reverie, "there is to be a


fight between young Moss of the
Dell, and Will Crofts of our village."
"A fight!" exclaimed Mary, for
such a an announcement was the
farthest from her busy thoughts at
that moment, "and are you to be in
the thick of it as usual?"
"I promised to be with them, and
see fair play, and I must keep my
"Then what have you to do with
the Bible and the Gospel of peace?"
asked Mary, quickly.
"I want to see if we can't have
fair play, and yet no fighting," said
Hayes thoughtfully, "and I shall
search here for a way till I find one."
Mary marvelled greatly, as
her husband regularly came home
every evening to pursue that search,
and she remarked how much fewer
were the profane, or angry expres-
sions, which now mingled with his


The day fixed for the fight at last
arrived, and Jeffry Hayes, standing
between the waiting combatants, and
surrounded by an eager ring of
village gazers, took a hand of each.
"Well," said he, looking from one
to the other, "which of you is the
most like Cain? Which is prepared
to shew himself a murderer."
The young men, surprised and
sullen, sought to withdraw their
hands from the blacksmith's grasp.
"Look you, my friends," said he,
" I promised to come here to see fair
play, and as I helped on the quarrel
in the beginning, it is fit I should see
the end of it. I tell you both, that
fair play is to forgive one another,
and the bravest of you is he who
dares to forgive first. Come down,
now, and talk it over with me at the
forge, and I'll prove to you that
this is the right way of thinking.
Good morrow, friends; there will



be no fighting here to-day, I promise
"You are making fools of us,
smith," said one ofthe youths, angrily.
No, no, you did that foryourselves
when you quarrelled about nothing,
and I want to see you wise men
"What a queer end to a fight!"
exclaimed the disappointed vil-
lagers, as Jeffry Hayes marched
triumphantly off the ground, with a
stout sheepish-looking youth on
either side. "Only to think'of great
Jeffry Hayes turning peace-maker,
it's as good as a fight to see it, so we
haven't altogether lost our time."
Some four or five years afterwards,
a passing visitor at the Hall walked
through that village with the squire.
The evening was drawing on, and
the blacksmith's forge was becom-
ing conspicuous in the deepening
twilight. "You must just look in



here, for a moment before we return,"
said the squire," for I am proud of our
village smith; heis atamed lion, once
the most fiery, quarrelsome fellow in
the country, and a violent politician
too, with frame strong enough to en-
force any argument and carry any bad
majority; but now the quietest,
soberest, and most christian man I
know of."
Here they reached the forge, and
were respectfully greeted by Jeffry
"My friend," said the visitor,
after looking at him for a few mo-
ments, as if endeavouring to recall
some recollections of the past, "if I
mistake not, you once shod my horse
on a dark winter evening, and I-"
"&- ,' "Sir, if I mistake not," exclaimed
Jeffry, with a glow of pleasure on
his face, after an equally searching
look at the stranger's countenance,
and an attentive ear to his voice, "if



I mistake not, you are the King's
Messenger who bore the pardon for
guilty rebels on that night. It was
fa word in season,' sir, and I have
proved how good it was. It led me
to turn from darkness to light, and
changed the village firebrand into a
meeker, happier man. And now, by
God's mercy, the blacksmith seeks to
be a King's Messenger himself."
"See, my children,what a fortunate
thing it was for Jefiry Hayes that
this good word was spoken in season;
because he would, in all probability,
have continued to swear, and to be
quarrelsome all the rest of his life:
and here are the scripture proofs
against all false swearing, all rash or
common swearing, all speaking re-
proachfully of God, or of His holy
religion; all irreverent use of God's
name, His church, or anything be-
longing to Him. St. James writes,
'Above all things, my brethren,


swear not.' Receive with meek-
ness the ingrafted word, which
is able to save your souls. But be
ye doers of the word, and not hearers
only, deceiving your own selves.'
St. Paul writes, 'Let the .word of
Christ dwell richly in you, in all
wisdom.' 'That the name of God be
not blasphemed;' and, 'Whatsoever
ye do, do all to the glory of God.'
Wherefore, my dears, take heed that
you take not God's name in vain;
that while you call yourselves Chris-
tians, being baptized into His church,
members of Christ's body, you should
not live as heathens. Lest, instead of
paying due honour to the Son, you
should say, 'Lord, Lord,' and break
his commandments. It is no use
thus to call upon His name, if we
live for this world, and our own
pleasures only; forget His word and
His will, neglect His house, and
slight His gospel. May you never



forget your heavenly calling, to serve
Christ to walk in love, as He has
loved us; to watch for every idle
thought and word, to look for His
coming, and to hope for and pray for
His glory in the life everlasting.



MRS. Hamilton had been confined
to the house for several days with a
very severe cold, and it was a subject
of great regret to herself, as well as
to her children, that she was unable
to accompany them to church on the
Sunday morning; but she would
not listen to their entreaties to be
allowed to remain with her; she
assured them that she was so much
better as to require no attendance,
and that she had several very plea-
sant books to peruse during their


absence; yet it was not with eyes
undimmed with a tear, that she
watched her beloved children from
the window, until the winding road
hid them from her view. Then,
lifting her heart to God, she silently
implored a blessing upon their
young hearts, and sat down to her
reading: presently, however, she
turned down the page of a small
book, and put it aside for the after-
Dinner over, and the happy trio
gathered around the knees of their
kind mother (while their nurse was
seated on the other side of the
room), all anxiety to answer her
questions, and to hear what she had
to tell them. Helen was able to re-
peat the text, which had been taken
from John, 6th chapter, and 63rd
verse, "The words that I speak unto
you, they are spirit, and they are
life;" while Annie and Henry gave


their fond parent a general outline
of the sermon. Mrs. Hamilton was
gratified that they had been atten-
tive, and appeared to have profited
by the words of the minister; and
she told them it gave her greater
stimulus to teach them, since she
found they were attentive listeners:
so she would resume her story, by
explaining to them the Fourth Com-
mandment. "Before I do this,
however, I must read you part of a
very pretty little poem I met with
this morning, which I considered
very appropriate to our subject,"
she continued and, taking down the
little book, she unturned the leaf,
and readto them the following verses:
Sabbath Holy!
To the lowly
Still art thou a welcome day.
When thou comest, earth and ocean,
Shade and brightness, rest and motion,
Help the poor man's heart to pray.



Sabbath Holy!
For the lowly
Paint with flowers thy glittering sod;
For affliction's sons and daughters,
Bid thy mountains, woods, and waters,
Pray to God, the poor man's God!
Still God liveth!
Still He giveth
What no law can take away;
Thou sweet Sabbath! bringing gladness
Unto hearts of weary sadness,
Still art thou the Poor Man's Day.
"I suppose that means a day of
rest," mamma, said Annie; "may
we learn those verses for next Sun-
day, and repeat them to you?"
"By all means, my darling; I am
always glad when anything sweet
and good prompts you to commit it
to memory. You cannot think how
pleasant it will be, when you grow
old, to have your mind well stored
with pleasant memories, lovely
verses, and comforting texts. I
can assure you, that some of the


texts and hymns that I used to read
with your papa, are the greatest
sources of comfort to me in my lone-
liness, and anxiety, when I hear the
waves roaring at night under my
window, and begin to tremble with
fear for his safety. I can fancy that
I hear papa's voice saying to me,
'God is our hope and strength,
a very present help in trouble;
therefore will we not fear, though
the earth be moved, and though the
hills be carried into the midst of
the sea. Though the waters thereof
rage and swell, and though the
mountains shake at the tempest of
the same.' And when these pleasant
thoughts come into my mind, I feel
quite happy again, for I know that
God is watching over us all, and
that He will do what is best for us.
So, this morning, when I read these
verses, I remembered that it was
a day of rest-a day that God had



blessed-and I could hope that you,
in His holy sanctuary, and I at home,
in this little room, and dear papa
away on the ocean (or up in the
Heaven above) could all join our
voices, and prayer together, and that
God's merciful ear was open to them
all; and I blessed God, that he
had given to us another 'Poor Man's
day of rest' to pray to him, and
to praise Him in. It does seem
"wonderful to me, that any one who
has been taught the Holy Command-
ments, should forget to keep the
Sabbath day holy; because God
has expressly said, in the Fourth
Commandment, what he has not
said in any other. He begins by
saying, Remember. What a serious
and important word is that I Never
forget what it means! but keep it
always in your mind, that I desire
you' to keep holy the Sabbath day.
The Sabbath day means, a day of



rest; six days shalt thou labour, and
then comes a rest. We suppose
that God rested before He com-
menced His work of creation, and
he laboured for six days, and on the
seventh day He rested, and blessed
His work. Yea, He also blessed the
day, and He hallowed it, or made it
holy, by setting it apart for holy
uses; and these holy purposes are
the public and private worship of
God; in prayer; in hearing the word
of God read, and preached; in set-
ting forth the praise of our Creator
and Redeemer; in setting a good
example to our children, our ser-
vants, our neighbours, and all who
know less of holy things than we do.
And in private we should offer up
our prayers and praises. Read the
Bible and other good books, and
meditate or think about the won-
derful works and precious words of
God. Now, before I go further in


explaining the requirements of tne
Fourth Commandment, I would ask
you my dear little ones, how far we.
have this day kept the Sabbath holy?
Let us beginby examining ourselves,
whether we have really prayed to
God to-day; for that is the first
thing we ought to do daily, more
particularly upon this day,
"When Jesus rose so early from the dead."
Did we pray earnestly to God,
believing that He could hear, and
answer our prayers, and that if we
prayed earnestly, we should receive
a. blessing. I heard a good clergy-
man say once, 'If you go to God
seventy times seven a day, for a
blessing, depend upon it you will
receive seventy times seven bless-
ings, provided you are not neglecting
some palpable duty.' But to do
this, you must pray with your heart
as well as your lips. Did you pray
this morning before you went to


church? Did you pray when y6u
went into church? I dare say you,
and every one kneeled down; but did
you really pray? Because saying
over the words you have learned, is
not really praying to God. Did you
really feel with yourheart the desire,
that God would keep you from all
evil and idle thoughts, during the
service? If so, that was real prayer,
and that is the sort of prayer you
must try to get the habit of using;
constantly lifting up the heart to
God, wherever you go, whatever
you do, and before you speak: and
you would soon find the benefit of
your prayers.
"I think you Henry, asked me last
week, why we Christians observed
the first day of the week as a
Sabbath, or day of rest, instead of
the seventh? and I told you because
our Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ,
arose from the dead upon that day.


And I requested that you would
each of you find for me, some scrip-
ture proof of the practice of observ-
ing the first day of the week by the
early Christians, or disciples of
Christ, who can give me an instance?"
Annie immediately replied, "We
have all found a text, mamma; mine
is in the 20th chapter of St. John,
beginning at the 19th verse.
'The same day at evening, being the
first day of the week, when the doors
were shut, where the disciples were
assembled for fear of the Jews,
came Jesus, and stood in the midst,
and saith unto them, 'Peace be unto
Henry repeated the 7th verse of
the 20th chapter of the Acts of the
Upon the first day of the week,
when the disciples came together to
break bread, Paul preached unto
them, ready to depart on the mor-


row, and continued his speech until
And little Helen's verse was this.
St. John, 20th chapter and the 26th
And after eight days again his
disciples were within, and Thomas
with them; then came Jesus, the
doors being shut, and stood in the
midst, and said 'Peace be unto you."
"You see, mamma, eight days
after, made it another week."
"Yes, my dear; I am very glad
you took the trouble to find that out,"
said Mrs. Hamilton. But Helen
interrupted her, and with a blush
assured her mother, that Annie had
found out the text for her, and
explained it.
"I thank you both then, my daugh-
ters," answered the gratified mother;
" the one for teaching her younger
sister, and the other for telling the
truth, and giving the credit where


it was due. A few such good deeds
will make me forget the naughty
fits of temper, that trouble us so
much, now-a-days, my Helen. You
must, however, try and remember
the words of your text, and what
Jesus said to his disciples, Peace
be unto you,' and by degrees you
may acquire a more peaceable tem-
per, and be better able to serve God
truly, all the days of your life.
To keep the Sabbath day holy,
we are required to abstain from all
unnecessary work and employment;
but we are not forbidden, (as the
Jews considered they were,) from
doing any works of love, and mercy,
and charity; and merely to keep up
the outward form, neglecting the
spirit of the law. In order to
teach us this lesson, the Saviour
himself performed, many acts of
mercy, on the Sabbath day. But
before I speak of these, I must


explain to you, how particular God
was, in giving these commandments
to His Jewish people. At the very
time when He gave to Moses these
laws, wherein He says, 'Remember
to keep holy the Sabbath day,' He
even commands that the land, and
the vines, and fruit trees, of the
country should have a Sabbath, or
year of rest, every seven years; and
that after seven times seven years,
they should keep the fiftieth year,
as a year of Jubilee, or holiday year:
and all kinds of good deeds were to
be done in the year of Jubilee. But
I will read to you the words of
God himself, from the Holy Bible.
"' And the Lord spake unto Moses
in Mount Sinai, saying, Speak
unto the children of Israel, and
say unto them, 'When ye come
into the land which I give you, then
shall the land keep a Sabbath unto
the Lord. Six years thou shalt sow


thy field, and six years thou shalt
prune thy vineyard, and gather in
the fruit thereof; but in the seventh
year shall be a Sabbath of rest unto
the land, a Sabbath for the Lord;
thou shalt neither sow thy field,
nor prune thy vineyard. That
which growth of its own accord, of
thy harvest thou shalt not reap;
neither gather the grapes of vine
undressed: for it is a year of rest
unto the land. And the Sabbath of
the land shall be meat for you, for
thee, and for thy servant, and for
thy maid, and for thy hired ser-
vant, and for thy stranger that
sojourneth with thee, and for thy
cattle, and for the beast that are
in thy land, shall all the increase
thereof be meat. And thou shalt
number seven Sabbaths of years
unto thee, seven times seven years;
and the space of the seven Sabbaths
of years shall be unto thee, forty and


nine years. Then shalt thou cause
the trumpet of the Jubilee to sound
on the tenth day of the seventh
month, in the day of atonement
shall ye make the trumpet sound
throughout all your land. And ye
shall hallow the fiftieth year, and
proclaim liberty throughout all the
landunto all the inhabitants thereof;
it shall be a Jubilee unto you: and
ye shall return every man unto his
possession, and ye shall return every
man unto his family. And if ye
shall say, What shall we eat the
seventh year? behold we shall not
sow, nor gather in our increase.
Then I will command my blessing
upon you in the sixth year, and it
shall bring forth fruit for three
years. And ye shall sow the eighth
year, and eat yet of old fruit until
the ninth year; until her fruits come
in, ye shall eat of the old store.'
"Is not this institution of a Sab-


batical year, a proof of God's desire
that a time of rest should be given
to all things, that He had created.
And with regard to the Sabbath, we
know, that He always rained down
from Heaven manna sufficient to
supply the wants of the people."
"Yes, mamma, we read about
that in my Stories on the Com-
mandments," interrupted Helen
eagerly, "and it says, if the people
went out to gather it on the Sabbath
day, there was none to be found."
"And by this means they were
taught to obey the words and com-
mandments of God; for if they
would not do as Moses desired
them, and gather enough upon the
sixth day for the Sabbath, they
were obliged to go without food
until the following day; unless their
neighbours, who had enough, were
kind enough to spare them a little:
so the unbelieving and disobedient


became the cause of their own pun-
ishment; even as people now-a-days
bring want and sorrow on them-
selves, by the breach of God's laws.
The Jews, however, and more par-
ticularly the Pharisees, carried their
scruples to excess: they were very
anxious to keep the outward forms
of religion, but they did this fre-
quently in a wrong spirit. When
our dear Saviour was upon earth,
wandering from place to place, from
city to city, teaching the poor, and
preaching the glad tidings of the
Gospel to all who listened; allowing
himself no settled home, no indul-
gences: often without food for him-
self and his followers. St. Mat-
thew tells us, that 'Jesus went on
the Sabbath day through the corn,
and his disciples were an hungered,
and began to pluck the ears of corn,
and to eat. But when the Pha-
risees saw it, they said unto him,


Behold, thy disciples do that which
is not lawful to do on the Sabbath
day. But he said unto them, Have
ye not read what David did, when
he was an hungered, and they that
were with him; how he entered into
the house of God, and did eat the
shewbread, which was not lawful
for him to eat, neither for them
which were with him; but only for
the priests? Or have ye not read
in the law, how that on the Sabbath
days, the priests in the temple
profaned the Sabbath, and are
blameless? But I say unto you,
that in this place is one greater than
the temple. But if ye had known
what this meaneth, I will have
mercy, and not sacrifice, ye would
not have condemned the guiltless;
for the Son of Man is Lord, even
of the Sabbath day.' And when
he found that they were not dis-
posed to listen, he left them and


went into one of their Synagogues,
(or Jewish Churches,) to teach the
people; and there He beheld a poor
man whose hand was withered, and
useless: Jesus had compassion on
the man, and willing to explain the
lesson He had before given to the
Pharisees, from their Scriptures, (He
wished to render His reasoning the
more striking by performing a mi-
racle before their eyes:) but their
hearts being filled with wickedness,
they asked him saying 'Is it lawful
to heal on the Sabbath days? that
they might accuse him. And He
said unto them, What man shall
there be among you, that shall have
one sheep, and if it fall into a pit
on the Sabbath day, will he not lay
hold on it, and lift it out? How much
then is a man better than a. sheep?
Wherefore it is lawful to do well on
the Sabbath days. Then said he to
the man, Stretch forth thine hand.




And he stretched it forth, and it was
restored whole, like as the other.
Then the Pharisees went out, and
held a council against him, how they
might destroy him. But when
Jesus knew it, He withdrew him-
self from thence; and great multi-
tudes followed him, and He healed
them all; and charged them that
they should not make him known.'
St. Mark relates the same miracle,
and gives a more detailed account:
St. Luke also mentions it, but I
shall leave you to find these out
for yourselves in the evening;
instead of taking up your time
now by reading them. As I explained
.to you last Sunday, those chil-
dren, or those people, who go to
church, and call upon God's
name with their lips, when their
hearts are far from Him, are break-
ing two commandments at once; they
are taking His holy name in vain,


and they are breaking the Fourth
Commandment, by not keeping the
Sabbath holy, for their hea ts are
occupied with vanity and idleness.
Upon the Sabbath day, we should
banish all vain thoughts, useless
and unprofitable reading, and all
empty conversation; nothing should
be seen in our houses, or in our
demeanour, but quietness, peace,
prayer, love and praise. All our
thoughts, word, and wishes, should
be directed towards Heaven; and we
should not only be constant in at-
tending the House of God; but we
should be diligent in hearing the
word of God, and joyful in being
allowed to worship Him there. Our
blessed Saviour has told us 'that the
Sabbath was made for man,' (not for
the Jews only). And while we bless
Jesus for giving us on this hallowed
day, a weekly season of rest from
labour and study, we should try to



set a good example to our servants,
friends, and neighbours, and so to
teach them, by our lives and conduct,
to keep holy the Sabbath day. Iknow
a kind good gentleman, who does this,
and who is always trying, to do good to
his poorer neighbours. I believe he
was in his young days very gay and
worldly; he was rich, and good look-
ing, and was left to do very much as
he liked: as he had very fascinating
manners, and was beloved and flat-
tered by most of his acquaintances:
he had more temptation to be gay,
and fond of company and pleasure,
than many people, and for this he was
the rather to be pitied than blamed.
I have heard also that he was some-
what proud, and independent in his
way of speaking; but this was long
before we became acquainted with
him. It pleased God to take away
his wife, and send him some severe
trials, which humbled him, and by


divine mercy brought him to see
the nothingness of man; and during
our acquaintance with him, he has
been remarkable for his humility of
mind, his gentleness of manner, his
extreme forbearance, and kind-
heartedness. Your papa was ex-
tremely attached to him, and now I
am going to tell you what reminded
me of him just now. It was his
kindness to the poor on the Sabbath
day; not contented with doing good
to the neighbourhood, and finding
employment for the poor in every
district where he resides (which is
generally in some part of London),
during the week days; but on Sunday
he is more than commonly zealous
in his endeavours to instruct the
ignorant, to feed the hungry, and to
relieve the needy and the fatherless.
I have no doubt that many thousands
have been already benefitted by his
exertions; through his means many


families in London, and many of
the children in the Ragged Schools,
have for years past, been supplied
with a Christnas dinner, and on
the Sabbath days, two or three
hundred of the very poorest of the
poor, have often received refresh-
ment in one of these schools, who
would otherwise have passed the
day without food.* But he is not
satisfied with feeding their bodies;
it is their minds he is anxibus to
supply with divine food-moral and
religious instruction; and I once
saw a sight that I shall never forget;
"* This lamented individual, the late Mr. C.
Cochrane, has lately passed to his final rest.
He died suddenly, in the midst of a career of
usefulness, and activity, and is we trust num-
bered among those who have entered into the
joy of their Lord, and to whom it has been
said-"Well done thou good and faithful
servant. Inasmuch as ye have done it unto
one of these little ones, ye have done it unto


and that was this gentleman, by birth
and fortune, humbling himself, to
walk with a crowd of between two
and three hundred, miserable and
half-starved, ragged, children, who
followed him two and two through the
Blackfriars Road to church; and on
condition of their going to the House
of God, they were to be refreshed
with a good meal afterwards; this
conduct is repeated Sunday after
Sunday; reminding us of one of the
injunctions of our Saviour, he seems
to 'go out into the highways and
byways, to compel them to come in;'
and by a little kindness and attention
to their worldly comforts, by a great
effort of self denial, and strong
moral courage on his part, he suc-
ceeds in taking with him to Divine
worship, morning and evening, Sab-
bath after Sabbath, two or three
hundred souls, who would otherwise
never think of God, or of praying


to Him, many of whom never per-
haps addressed their Creator, except
in the words of blasphemy, until
they were led by their kind friend
into His holy temple.
"Your papa told me, that Mr.
Cochrane, for that is the gentleman's
name, has also directed his powerful
talents and energies to endeavour to
put down Sunday trading,' more
particularly in London and its
neighbourhood; and once when he
had been visiting one of these
markets, where every sort of traffic
was being carried on, on the Sabbath,
he told a friend, that he could not
wonder at any afflictions with which
God visited the nation, 'when he
beheld so much wickedness and
profanity.' Is he not a bright
example to his fellow creatures?
"Would that there were more ready
to follow his charitable footsteps;
how much good might be effected if



all in his position would act like
him--if all would follow the ex-
ample of his courage and humility,
which leads him, Sunday after
Sunday, to leave his comfortable
home and pleasant rooms, with a
bright fire burning in the grate, to
quit his books and other luxuries, to
walk the dirty, damp, crowded
streets, with the wretched and the
miserable, to see personally to their
comfort and refreshment, and before
parting, to kneel down among these
ragged outcasts, and to pray to his
heavenly Father for blessings upon
the poor, and wretched, for his
Saviour's sake. I never think of
this amiable man, without a feeling
of shame and regret that I am so
far behind him in good works; and
I hope you, my children, will always
remember how your papa's friend
spends his Sabbath days, if you
feel inclined to neglect the duties


which God requires you to per-
Just then the servant came in to
inform her mistress, that old John
William= had come to inquire after
her health, ae he had not seen her
at church in the morning; so Mrs.
Hamilton said she was getting tired,
and that she would leave the rest of
her explanation until the following
Sunday; and she desired the servants
to give old John some tea, and to make
him comfortable in the kitchen for
half an hour, while she read to the
children a little prayer for Sunday
morning, which had been written by
the Rev. Edward Bickersteth, and
which she desired the children to
commit to memory, that they might
be able to repeat it every Sunday
morning for the future. I must
not forget to tell my little readers,
that John Williams was an old ser-
vant, who had lived with Captain


Hamilton's father, and grandfather,
and he was now too old to work, for
his eyesight was very bad; so before
Captain Hamilton left England, he
had hired a little cottage, on lease,
for seven years, that old John might
live in it rent free all the rest of his
life; and the children were accus-
tomed to go and read to him very
frequently, and old John was very
uneasy if he did not see them every
day or two. While he was taking
his tea in Mrs. Hamilton's kitchen,
that lady read to the young ones
the following appropriate prayer:

"Almighty Father, the Lord of the whole
earth, who after creating all things, didst
rest on the seventh day; what thanks we ow6
Thee for Thy holy day, and for that most
gracious direction to all men, not to work on
the Sabbath day, but to keep it holy. Thus
hast Thou in Thy love provided for the
quiet rest of Thy people, and for our hearing


those truths of Thy word, by which our
souls may be saved. And oh! gracious Re-
deemer, who on this day rose from the dead,
and on it poured out also Thine own Spirit,
what thanks we owe Thee as Lord of the
Sabbath, for assuring us the Sabbath was
made for man, and appointing this, the first
day of the week, that we might ever remem-
ber Thy resurrection, and the gift of Thy
Spirit for us, who have so greatly sinned
against Thee. Lord, help us all to keep the
Sabbath day holy; not only by going to Thy
house, but by giving the whole day to the
things of God. Help us by the Holy Spirit
to worship Thee in truth in Thy house;
that we may keep ourselves from vain,
worldly, and idle words, and through the
day may read, and speak, and think of those
things which belong to our souls' welfare.
Teach us to love and improve Thy Sabbaths
on earth; give us the true rest, a peaceful
conscience, the sense of Thy love, the assur-
ance of Thy favour, the hope of Thy
kingdom. Amen.


As Mrs. Hamilton and her family
were on their way to church, on the
following Sunday morning, they
were overtaken by the widow, Mrs.
White, who had with her a little
girl, to whom she was talking very
earnestly. As soon as Henry espied
her at a little distance, he looked
back, and said to his mamma,-
"Why, do look, mamma, there is


Mrs. White, and I do believe she
has with her the naughty little girl
Orchard, that lives next door. I
wonder if she is taking her to
"No doubt she is," answered Mrs.
Hamilton, "and that is a very good
sign; I hope she is really doing some
service to the unfortunate children.
Let us walk slowly, and perhaps we
may be able to give her some en-
Annie having asked permission,
went a few steps back to meet the
widow, whom she accosted kindly.
"How are you, Mrs. White?"
said she. "Is not this a lovely
morning for a walk ?"
"Indeed it is, miss; as I was just
telling Polly, it does one good to
hear the birds sing, they seem to
know it's Sunday as well as we, and
be trying to praise God in their
way. And so your mamma's cold


is better, I hope, as I see her out
"Much better, thank you," an-
swered Annie, "and I see they are
walking slowly for us to overtake
them; I suppose you are taking
Polly to church?"
"I don't want to go, I don't; I'd
much rather go with Jack in the
boat," interrupted Polly.
"But I'm sure you will be pleased
when you get there, Polly, dear,
there's such beautiful singing in the
church, and you will see such lots of
nice little girls and boys there, be-
having so pretty," said Mrs. White,
"I don't want to see boys and
girls behave pretty, I only want to
hear the singing and the music,"
replied Polly; "don't you like the
music ?" she inquired of Annie.
"Oh, yes, very much, and then
you will hear the children sing,"


was Annie's reply, and as they over-
took the others, she said, "That is
my brother, and that is my sister,
we are all going to church, too."
"1Are you going to hear the
music?" asked the child of Helen,
who looked shyly round, saying,
"Yes, and to say my prayers."
Oh, I don't know any prayers,
so I sha'nt say any; and if there's
no singing, I sha'nt go."
"But there is very beautiful
singing," Annie persisted, "I am
sure it will please you very much,
will it not, mamma?"
Mrs. Hamilton had meantime
exchanged greetings with her hum-
ble neighbour, and just understood
enough of the case to perceive, that
the music had been the inducement
held out by Mrs. White, to her re-
fractory little neighbour; so she
answered Annie's appealing glance
in the affirmative, and, taking the


poor child by the hand, she told her,
"she was very glad to see her
looking so clean and neat, going to
hear about Jesus, and to sing His
"Mrs. White made me this new
frock," said Polly, "but she said
if I went in the boat with Jack, I
should not have it."
"Don't you think she was right?"
inquired Mrs. Hamilton. "If she
made you a neat frock to go to
church with, she did not wish it
wetted, andmade dirty. Besides this
is Sunday, and that is not a proper
day to go in the boat to play."
"Isn't it? that is all you know
about it! Why, we always have
more fun on Sundays, than on other
days. We have plenty to eat and
drink, on Sundays, and father goes
to sleep, and then Jack and I do what
we like. I like going in the boat."
But children must not always do


what they like, it would not be
good for them; and if you are a
good little girl, and behave well at
church this morning, I will ask Mrs.
White to bring you to my house,
and give you a nice, hot dinner, with
some apple pie," continued Mrs.
Hamilton; "and after dinner she
shall read you a little story out of
one of our nice books; that will tell
you it is wrong for children to go
in boats on a Sunday, when they are
not obliged to do so; and how a poor
boy was drowned, who did so. Will
you be a good quiet little girl, and
come with Mrs. White for your din-
"Yes, Iwill," answered Polly. "I
like apple pie, that will be as good
as the music, won't it Mrs. White?
I will go to church and be good."
And then you will bring her to
my house, and dine also, Mrs. White;
we shall be very glad to see you,"


said Mrs. Hamilton, "and you will
bring me a good account of Polly."
They parted at the gate of the
churchyard, which they crossed by
different paths: as they passed along,
the little Hamiltons, could see the
widow attempting to restrain the
wild spirits, and wonder of Polly
Orchard; and their mother was not
sorry, that their position in the
House of God, precluded their seeing
how the girl conducted herself,
during the service; as she had
Feared, their attention might be
diverted, from their prayers.
All were glad to hear a good
account of Polly's behaviour, on their
return home, where they found their
humble friends waiting at the gate;
Mrs. Hamilton having been detained
on the way, by old John Williams.
Mrs. White had no fault to find
except, that "Polly had joined in
the singing rather too boisterously;



but she was sure she would know bet-
ter the next time." They were both
very happy, when accommodated with
seats at the servants: table, to dine off
roast beef, potatoes, and apple pie; for
it was quite too large to be denomi-
nated a tart; and when their appetites
had been satisfied, Mrs. Hamilton lent
Mrs. White a book entitled "Happy
Sundays,* and after marking the
story she had referred to in the
morning, about a disobedient boy, who
had been drowned in consequence of
going in a boat on Sunday, she
advised Mrs. White to let Jack hear
the History of George, as well as
Polly; and, commending the poor
widow for her kindness to the children,
she dismissed her visitors, with the
promise of a nice dinner for Polly on
the following Sunday, if she persevered
in(teing good, and going to church,
Happy Sundays," published by Dean & Son,
Ludgate Hill, London.


When she returned to the dining-
room, she found the children eagerly
awaiting her history, and as she took
her seat, and began to turn over
some of her husband's old letters,
from which she selected two, Annie
said, Mamma, you put us in mind
of the good gentleman, you told us
about last Sunday; he used to give
the poor children a dinner for going
to church; and you gave Polly
"I did not think I could follow a
better example, than that set by
Mr. Cochrane, my dear; besides,
I could hardly do otherwise than
lend good Mrs. White a helping
hand; she may be the means of
saving the souls of these poor chil-
dren; and, perhaps, their parents
also, who, at present, are very
wicked people. I understand, how-
ever, that the father is going to
sea, next week, and then we must


try and do something, with the
woman. On the present occasion,
we ought to be thankful that we
have had an opportunity of doing
good and shewing kindness to one of
God's 'little ones,' on the Lord's
day. As I proved to you last Sun-
day, we shall seldom find the duties
which we owe to God and man, in-
terfere with each other; but if such
a case really should occur, we are
sure that good works and mercy to
our fellow creatures, must not be put
aside; because God himself has de-
clared that He will have mercy, and
not sacrifice;' that is, that He will al-
ways have us given to shew kindness,
and to do good. And now having
done our best to win the little girl
to attend God's House, and to make
His service pleasant to her, we
must pray that he will bless our
efforts, and touch the heart of the
neglected Polly. I believe I have


said nearly enough to convince yoat
of the necessity of keeping holy the
day of rest, that God has in mercy
given to us; that we must neither
work ourselves, nor suffer our ser-
vants, or dependants, to do more
than is actually necessary upon that
day: for God says, that He has
hallowed and blessed it. Still I
was anxious to read you some
accounts, out of these letters, that
were sent to me by your papa from
India, that you may discover how
sincere are the poor heathen in
their desire for religion; and how
strictly they attend to their duties.
In one letter he speaks of the orphan
children, whom he saw at Solo.
'Their clergyman offered up a short
prayer, which they repeated after
him, clause by clause. Then they
sung a hymn, the girls on the left
hand, and the boys on the right;
sometimes singing alternate verses,



and sometimes singing together. I
was most agreeably surprised,' says
your papa, 'to hear them sing our
English tunes so well, and to see
with what attention they listened to
the sermon on the Lord's day. I
inquired what the people did in
the adjoining villages,' he continues,
'when no catechist, or reader, could
visit them on Sundays; and I was
told, that the Christians all meet
together in their mud chapel, if they
have one; or in one of their houses,
and repeat to each other, all they
can remember of the Church
prayers; and as they have all
learned the Lord's Prayer, the Ten
Commandments, and the Creed, or
Belief, (as you children call it,)
they never separate without having
been able to edify and instruct each
other.' Mrs. Alexander, the clergy-
man's wife, told your papa that she
had given the children some little


books, that had just been sent to
her, and that they all sat down in
a circle in their play-ground, to
listen while one of the elder girls
read to them; and as they did not
know they were observed, they
asked a great many questions. -'God,
is a Spirit,' said the reader, very ear-
nestly; 'you know God, the true
God, is not mittee (which means
made of earth, or clay); Hindoos
make mittee gods, but they can't
hear, they can't speak.'
"C'Then what is God?' asked
"'God is a Spirit, He can't be
seen, but we must worship Him.'
"'But if we can't see Him, how
can we worship Him.'
"'We are to worship Him in our
hearts, Sunday is God's day; and
then we must pray to Him in His
church, because He is in Heaven.
Therefore we can't see Him; and


we must never make mittee gods,
and worship them; they no good.
We are to use the name of Jesus
Christ, and love Him; then God
will be pleased, and will hear us.'
'And I feel sure,' says your papa,
in conclusion, 'that many English
children might blush at the ear-
nestness, and goodbehaviour of these
Hindoo children. "
Oh mamma," interrupted Helen,
"when I hear about these good
children, I am so anxious to get my
money box full; to send out the
money to buy more bibles, or to help
build the poor people a church to
go to on Sundays."
"I am very glad you keep these
things in your mind, and now I
must just read you a little bit more
out of papa's letter, from Ceylon.
"'The first place that I visited in
Ceylon, a place which has become
very dear to me, was beautiful,


peaceful Baddayame-a Christian
watch-fire in a very dark night-a
Christian light in a very dark land.
Mingled feelings of gratitude to God,
and of thankfulness for having been
graciously permitted, (notwithstand-
ing broken health, and the incessant
wear and tear of duties, in a sultry
climate, the weight of which no one
knows who has not borne it,) to
visit that lovely. spot, crowded on
my mind, as the sweep of the gentle
and brimming river brought to my
view, its truly English-looking
church tower, crowning the wooded
hill. And I was soon met, with a
brother's welcome, by my old friend,
the Rev. H. Powell, and my new
friend, the Rev. G. C. Trimnell.
Mr. Powell having most kindly
placed his house at my disposal,
for the accommodation of myself,
and my companion, the chaplain of
our vessel. We passed several days



there-days which I would most
willingly undergo the same, and
much more, fatigue to pass again.
The Bishop of Madras was holding
a confirmation here; and preached
twice in the church, to a large, and,
apparently, very attentive congrega-
tion. The Rev. A. Goonesekera,
acting as his interpreter. Prayers
were read by Mr. Powell; and I
greatly admired the sound-in my
ignorance, I could do no more,-of
our glorious Liturgy in the Singha-
lese language: and the responses,
made audibly and clearly, by each
member of the congregation; called
to mind one of the most endearing
associations, with the recollection of
an English Parish Church, where
the usage still prevails-would it
prevailed everywhere! of the people
praying with, and responding to the
minister, 'all kneeling.' How dif-
ferent from the heartless sight, so


often exhibited in English con-
gregations, of the people sitting,
"when they ought to kneel: and of
being tongue-tied-because I fear,
their hearts are far away-when
they ought to lift up their voices, as
the voice of one man, in praise and
prayer to God!
"'The neat white dress, bordered
with lace, of the Singhalese women,
-which is, I believe, peculiar to the
island-is a very pleasing sight, and
harmonizes well with our Church
feelings, and notions of propriety;
slovenliness being a greater foe to
religion, than some people are aware
of; and neatness and simplicity of
apparel, in God's House, being often
a reflection of that inward purity
and simplicity of heart, which best
become a Christian.
"'The last Sunday evening that 1
passed at this abode of peace and
love, this cradle of the Gospel in



a heathen land, will not, I think, be
soon forgotten, either by the Rev-
erend Missionaries, and their
amiable wives, or by me, and my
companion. Mr. Trimnell has
brought back with him from Eng-
land, a remarkably fine organ; and
having called together, as many of
the young persons connected with
the Mission, as could be conve-
niently collected, for our home
Evening Service, two Psalms were
beautifully, because simply, sung to
its accompaniment. Some of the
Collects, and other Prayers, of our
Church, were introduced: the Bi-
shop explained to them, as his part-
ing gift, the 25th chapter of St.
Matthew. What a comfort it must
afford a missionary, to know and
feel, that inasmuch as he gives the
bread of life, and the water of life,
unto the least of the Brethren of
Christ, he does it unto Christ him-


self; and I often wish I had been
one of those favoured people myself
-because even here, I might have
you with me.'"
Mrs. Hamilton here paused,
abruptly, closed the letter, and re-
mained silent for some minutes.
The children well knew that she
was thinking of their absent papa,
and they remained silent, until their
mother at length continued.
"Is it not a cause of shame to
those people, who have been born in
a Christian land; and have heard the
Gospel preached to them all their
lives? to hear that poor, ignorant,
half-savage people, should be so far
before many of them in grace 'and
good works. How many of us would
have cause to blush when we see the
reverence and attention with which
these Singhalese (for that is what
the inhabitants of Ceylon are called,
and they have a language peculiar



to themselves) honor the word, and
the Sabbath of the Lord God.
May we learn, my dear ones, to
make a good use of these earthly
Sabbaths, that in the day of judg-
ment we may not find ourselves by
those, who are gathered from the
east, and the west, to sit down
in the kingdom of God. Let us
learn to labour honestly; to fulfil
our duties punctually, during the
six days which God has appointed
for us to work; that the day of rest
which God has hallowed, may be
indeed, a weekly season of peace and
refreshment, to our souls. For, as
we are taught, Jesus rose upon this
day from the dead; and upon this
day poured out his own Spirit upon
his true followers, and therefore
upon this day, he is the more ready
to give his blessing to those, who
serve him faithfully. I hope you
will all carry in your minds, the



pretty verses Helen repeated to me
this morning; and that you may
really feel what you ask, when you

Oh! write upon my memory, Lord,
The texts and doctrines of Thy Word;
That I may break Thy laws no more,
But love thee better than before.
"With thoughts of Christ, and things divine,
Fill up this foolish heart of mine:
That hoping pardon, through His blood,
I may lie down, and wake with God."




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