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ABEL TOMPKINS, NO. 388 CORNHILL.
1851.



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DEDICATION.

WE offer no words of inspired thought,

No gems from the mines of wisdom brought,
No flowers of language to deck the page,

No borrowed glories of Muse or Sage ;

But an offering simple and pure we bring,

And a wreath of wild roses around it fling ;

Not culled from the shades of enamelled bowers,
But watered by love’s own gentle showers.

In tones of affection we here would speak ;

To waken an echo of love we seek ;

We mingle our tears for the early dead,

To the land of spirits before us fled.

While a moral we humbly would here entwine
With the flowers we lay on affection’s shrine,
We pray that the light of religion may dawn,
To brighten our pathway each coming morn.
Then with love for each other OUR Girt we bring,
And love for the memories that round it cling,
And trust in the hopes that are lighted here,

To burn with new brightness each passing year.
And as Time moves on with unceasing tread,
And the flowers of youth are withered and dead,
May no sigh of regret to the past be given,

As it peacefully fades in the light of Heaven.
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PREFACE.

‘Our Grrr’ has been prepared as a token
of affection for our Sunday school Pupils, and it
is hoped that it may serve a similar purpose in
the hands of other teachers. It has been said,
that ‘He who gives his thought, gives a part
of himself.” Tt was this idea that suggested
the offering we now bring. We do not claim
for it especial excellence. We are aware that
its pages have not uniform merit. When we
state that they are from the pens of twenty-five
different teachers, few of whom are accustomed
to write for the public eye, we offer the only
apology for the imperfections of the work, which,
in our judgment, the circumstances of the case
demand. If this explanation shall not cause the
critic to throw the work aside, we would welcome
him to whatever pleasure he may find in its
perusal. Of the defects which it contains, we
prefer to share jointly the responsibility ; and



8 PREFACE.

have, therefore, omitted to attach signatures to
the several articles. The shorter paragraphs,
scattered through the work, embody ideas from
several contributions which have been excluded
by its narrow limits. Such as it is, we present
it to the public generally, and especially to our
pupils, as a slight token of the ardent love we
bear them, humbly praying that the moral lessons
it contains may find a place in their hearts, and
contribute to the formation of such a character as
involves within itself the highest form of blessing.

{ TEACHERS OF THE SCHOOL STREET
UNIVERSALIst SuNDAY ScHooL,
( BosTon.



CONTENTS.

PAGE.
Dedication, 5
Preface, . 7
Remember me, 11
Honor thy Parents, 13
Uncharitable Judgment, ‘ 23
Boys become Men, . : : 29
To the Portrait of Father Ballou, 30
Susan’s Repentance and Appeal to her Elder Sister, 32
Little Emma, ; 35
The Old Sabbath aati ‘ 39
The Hunter, and his Dog Jowler—A Fable, 41
Take Care of your Books, . ° ‘ - 45
My Niece, ‘ ° ; : ° 46
Teachers’ Library, 50
Scholars’ Library, ° ° 50
Agatha, ; 51
Responsibility, . ; ‘ ‘ 55
Duty of Parents, 55
A Scholar’s Remembrance of the Pic-Nic of 1850, 56
Rain Drops, 60
Obey the Rules, 61



10 CONTENTS.

The Ways of Providence,
To Alberta,

The Discontented Sudtitind Fable,

School Street Society,

The Example of the Bee,

The Morning Walk,

True Satisfaction,

Female Education,

Summer Thoughts—A Fable,
A Talk with the Children,
Uncle Jimmy,

The Child’s Dream of iene
The Influence of Sabbath Schools,
Memory,

A Biographical Sketch,

The Sabbath School Boys,
Fear of Death,

Ill Temper,

Reading, ; °
A Sabbath School endidiens
Christ and Duty,

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68
80
81
83

89

94

97
100
102
105
108
118
129
130
132
137
141



OUR GIFT.



“REMEMBER ME.”

‘‘ REMEMBER me!” How swift the tide

Of memory glideth o’er the past;

Those sunny hours so quickly sped,
Perchance a few with clouds o’ercast.

But memory hath more lasting flowers,
Which Time’s rude hand éan ne’er efface,

The sweets we cull from friendship’s bowers,
The gems affection’s altar grace.

‘Remember me!’’ In youth’s bright morn
Those simple words so lightly spoken,
ar into future years may reach,
And wake a spell which ne’er is broken.
A star to gleam in Memory’s sky,
A line on Memory’s page to glow,
A stnile to offer at her shrine,
Or tears which from her springs shall flow.



12 REMEMBER ME.

_ 6 Remember me!” As one by one
The cherished ties of earth are torn,
The magic spell which Memory weaves,
Shall long in kindred hearts be worn.
And when the last farewell is said,
A solace to each heart shall be
The memory of that love which spoke
In parting tones, ‘‘ Remember me!”



HONOR THY PARENTS.
CONVERSATION I.
“‘ Honor thy father and thy mother.”

‘** Well, Clara,” said Mary, as they left the
church, ‘‘ shall we go now and take a walk be-
fore we go home? Look, there are William
Johnson and George Field waiting to see which
way we shall turn, in order to accompany us.”

‘“‘ Not this afternoon,” answered Clara, ‘I
think we had better go home.”

They continued their way homeward until they
reached the street where Clara lived, and were '
about to part, when Mary asked her companion
at what time she would meet her the next morn-
ing to take a long walk, adding that William and
George would go with them.

‘T will ask mother,” replied Clara, ‘*and if
she is willing, I will meet you at six o’clock.”

2



14 OUR GIFT.

‘¢ Flow is this,’’ said Mary, ‘* you never used
to say you would ask your mother ; besides, there
can be no possible objection to our going to take
a walk.”

“True,” rejoined Clara, “there can be no ob-
jection to our taking a walk ; but we have never
told our mothers that William and George are in
the habit of going with us.”

‘Well, I don’t see any great harm in their
going with us,” continued Mary, with a tone
which indicated that she did not see any harm
whatever in it.

‘« Perhaps there is not, and yet, Mary, I have
thought that there might be ; therefore, I prefer
to speak to my mother about it.”’

« And pray, Miss Clara, what has made you
so conscientious all at once ?””

‘J will tell you, Mary. You recollect that
on the last Sabbath, our pastor took for his text,
the fifth commandment.”

‘¢ Yes, I do.”

‘Well, something which he said, caused me
to think more about these words than I ever did



HONOR THY PARENTS. 15

before ; and the more I think of them, the more
convinced I am, that we do not consider and re-
flect upon them so much as we ought to.”

‘‘ Let me see,’’ said Mary, ‘‘ Honor thy father
and thy mother ;’’— ‘‘ Well, I am sure I do
honor my father and my mother; I obey them
when they give me a command, and I love them
with all my heart. What more can Ido?”

‘*So I reasoned before, but when I sat down
alone in my chamber, a good many things came
to my mind, to convince me that I was wrong.”

‘* Well,” added Mary, ‘‘ let me have the bene-
fit of your reflections.”’

‘“‘ Why, in this very instance of going to walk,
I had always asked my mother’s consent, and she
had given it; but I never told her where we
went, or who went with us, which now appears
to me wrong. Our mothers are much older than
we are, and have had much more experience than
we have, and there may be wrong in doing what
appears to us quite harmless.”’

‘For the life of me,’ interrupted Mary, “I
cannot think there can possibly be any harm in
such a slight occurrence. However, say nothing



16 OUR GIFT.

to your mother to-night ; but go with us to-mor-
row morning, and then you can mention it .to
her, and see what she says.”

“TI beg your pardon, Mary ; but you said just
now, you could not see what possible harm there
could be in so slight an occurrence, and yet your
request to put off mentioning this to my mother,
shows that you have some misgivings on the sub-
ject.”

Mary reflected for a moment. © Clara,”’ said
she, ‘if you have no objection, I will go home
with you, and hear what your mother will say.”’

“J shall be delighted to have you,” was the
answer.

Mary Winthrop and Clara Spaulding had ar-
rived at the ages of fourteen and fifteen years, a
time of life which is peculiarly critical for girls.
At no age do they more require the advice of
a mother, and at no age are they less inclined to
seck it. This would seem to be a natural dis-
inclination, so prevalent is it. These were both
good girls, but, as may be judged from the con-
versation we have just related, Clara was the



HONOR THY PARENTS. 17

more thoughtful, while Mary was very apt to act
without much reflection. She possessed, however,
this noble trait; she was always ready to ac-
knowledge her error, when it was pointed out to
her, and would endeavor to avoid repeating it.

Mrs. Spaulding had reached home when the
girls entered. She was a woman of excellent
sense, and a mother indeed to her children.
Mary frankly told her all the conversation which
had passed between Clara and herself, and then
waited for her opinion.

“Tt makes me truly happy,”’ said Mrs. S., “ that
you have come to me in this free and open man- »
ner ; and I am very glad that my dear Clara has
reflected so much upon the text. In itself, there
is not much harm in taking a walk with William
Johnson and George Field, and yet it is not
proper for you to do so, without the knowledge
and consent of your parents. William and
George are not bad boys, and perhaps would be
called by people generally, good ones; still, I
have remarked a certain levity in their manner,
which if only occasional, might be called good

Ox



18 OUR GIFT.

humor, but which, recurring as it does at all
times and on all occasions, the Sabbath not ex-
cepted, makes me fear that their training at home
is not what I should desire to have it. For this
reason, Mary, I am nct willing that Clara should
be often in their company, nor do I think your
mother would differ from me, should you ask her.”

“T wonder,” said Mary, ‘‘ how Clara came to
think of this slight circumstance of a walk, in
connection with the commandment, ‘Honor thy
father and thy mother.’ ”’

“T thought she had sufficiently explained that,
herself,” replied Mrs. Spaulding. ‘‘ I wish both
of you, and not only you, but all young persons,
would think a good deal more on this subject. I
remember when I was of your age, that many
things occurred which I omitted to mention to
my mother, but which it would have been much
better for me, if I had told her. Sometimes these
concerned my bodily health, and I am sure that

I had informed her of them at the time, I
should now have a much better constitution than
I possess. At other times, I neglected to ask her
advice about what I thought were small matters ;



HONOR THY PARENTS. 19

but the result proved that I should have been
saved much trouble had I consulted her.”’

“Tn fact,’ continued Mrs. S., ‘‘ the command
to honor thy father and thy mother, is far more
comprehensive, and exacts many more duties,
than the young, and, I am sorry to say, the old
too, are willing to recognize. The young are too
apt to think, when they get into their teens, that
there are a great many things about which there
is no need of asking their parents’ advice and
counsel ; that they know, then, about as well as
their parents what they ought to do; and, by the
time they get to be eighteen or nineteen years
of age, a good deal better. But, my dear chil-
dren, it is not so. And the young who reason
and act thus, will soon cease to honor their father
and mother. No! The Almighty Father, in
giving this as one of the ten commandments to
the children of Israel, knew the vanity of our
nature. He knew how unwilliug the young are
to learn from the experience of the old, and he
therefore proclaimed this command, that they
might have it constantly before their eyes.



20 OUR GIFT.

‘‘T have said, this is a comprehensive com-
mand. ‘To honor thy father and thy mother is
not merely to show them outward respect. It em-
braces numberless duties, and among them this ;
the duty, while you are young, of doing nothing
without their knowledge and consent, when you
are in a situation to ask it.

‘Be assured of one thing. If you are about
to go anywhere, or do anything, and a doubt
arises in your mind whether it is necessary to
ask your mother’s permission, be certain that
you ought to ask it. The very doubt in your
own mind is sufficient evidence of the fact.

“Get into the habit of talking with your
mother upon every subject ; your diversions, your
studies, your health. Never conceal anything
from her. Is she not your mother? Did she
not give you being? Who then shall you look
up to, if not to her?”’

“©,” interrupted Mary, “I have sometimes
begun to talk to my mother about many things
which I did not exactly understand, but some-
how or other she was not willing to answer my
questions.”



HONOR THY PARENTS. 91

“Perhaps,” said Mrs. Spaulding, “you did
not take a proper occasion, or she may have been
very busy about something else. You ought
always to endeavor to take a proper time for
everything. At the same time,” she continued,
‘‘T am sorry to say that there are some mothers
who think children cannot be talked to, and rea-
soned with, till they are of age. This is a mis-
taken idea. Children have reasoning faculties,
and the sooner we begin to converse with them
accordingly, the sooner will those faculties be
developed. With this view, we ought always to
encourage them to give us their confidence on all
occasions, gratify their curiosity, and allow them
to talk upon every subject to us. If we do not
act thus, they will soon abstain from that frank
manner with which children ought always to lay
open their whole hearts to their parents.”’

“O yes,” cried Mary; “there is Emma
Woodbury,— I do not believe she ever asks her
mother’s advice.”’

“No,” said Clara, “and there is Jane Clif.
ton’s mother,—”



22 OUR GIFT.

“ Stop, my dears,” interrupted Mrs. Spaulding,
“these remarks of yours remind me that there
is another subject, about which I should like to
have a conversation with you; and if your moth-
er, Mary, will give you permission to come home
with Clara, after school to-morrow afternoon, I
will tell you what it is.”

«© yes, I know she will,” replied Mary.
“Indeed, yesterday, I should not have thought
of asking her; but now, after what I have heard
from your lips, I shall not do anything, or go
anywhere, without asking her consent.”

“T am glad,” responded Mrs. Spaulding,
“that you remember this lesson so well. Now,
Mary, you had better go home ; and may neither
of you ever think otherwise than seriously, of the
divine command, to ‘ honor thy father and thy
mother ;’ and remember that few persons have
ever come to harm when they grew up, who in
their youth obeyed it.”



UNCHARITABLE JUDGMENT.
CONVERSATION II.

‘‘Cast out the beam from thine own eye, then shalt
thou see clearly to cast the mote out of thy brother’s

eye.”

Mary’s mother cheerfully gave her leave to go
home with Clara, the next day. She knew and
highly esteemed Mrs. Spaulding, and was very
glad that her daughter should be intimate with
her family.

Mrs. Spaulding greeted the girls with a smile
and a kind word ; then said, “ Mary, you began
last evening to make a remark about Emma
Woodbury. Will you tell me what you were
egoing to say?”



“ Certainly,” replied Mary; “I was going to
say that Emma scarcely ever asked the advice of
her mother, or her consent to do anything or go
anywhere ; and I know a great many girls who
act in the same way.”



24 OUR GIFT.

“ And I,’ added Clara, “ intended to say that
Jane Clifton’s mother was one of those whom
you spoke of, as never conversing with children
in a rational and reasoning manner.”

“T guessed as much,” said Mrs. Spaulding.
“T told you,” she continued, “there was another
point upon which I wished to say a few words
to you.” Can you think what it is?”

“T cannot,’ said Mary. “Nor I either,”
said Clara; “certainly, I see no harm in the
words we uttered.”

“True,’’ responded Mrs. Spaulding, “ there
was no harm. It was not the words you spoke,
but the tone in which they were spoken, that
attracted my attention; as if you were glad to
be able to point out somebody to whom the
reproof could be applied. This failing is a com-
mon one, and our Savior may have had it i
view, when he said to ‘his followers, on the
mount, ‘ Cast out the beam from thine own eye ;
and then shalt thou see clearly to cast the mote
out of thy brother’s eye.” My object now, my
dear children, is to caution you against a failing,



UNCHARITABLE JUDGMENT. 25

which is almost universal, namely, of seeing dis-
tinetly and reproving faults in others, while we
appear to be quite unconscious that we ourselves
are in the practice of the same or worse defects.
“This blemish develops itself in a variety of
ways. The pastor preaches an excellent sermon,
wherein is contained some allusion to faults which
ought to be corrected. If the people had treas-
ured up in their hearts all his exhortations, they
would not have forgotten one which he has often
endeavored to impress upon their minds; I mean,
the duty of -selfcommunion, self-examination ;
and when he should have occasion to allude to
faults, they would, one and all, ask themselves,
‘Am I guilty of this wrong? Let me see; and
if I am, let me correct it in future.’ Instead of
‘this, how frequently do we hear such expressions
s these: ‘ The remarks in the sermon this morn-
¢.. applied to Mr. A or Mrs. B, very well, and
it is to be hoped they will see it, and profit by it.’
Now if such individuals, instead of trying to find
others who are guilty of the wrong indicated,
would only carefuliy look within themselves, ten
3



26 OUR GIFT.

chances to one they would find that they deserved
the rebuke as much as any one else.

“ Qhildren insensibly contract the same bad habit
of looking very sharply for the faults of others,
never once thinking that they may have some,
which, if not precisely the same, may be even
worse. Thus if the pastor, superintendent, or
one of the teachers, addresses the Sabbath school,
calling the attention of the scholars generally to
any fault, each scholar ought to ask himself at
once, ‘Is it 1?’ and not look round complacently
and ask, ‘ Who can it be?’ or say, ‘ I guess the
speaker means to refer to Lilly A or Edgar B.’ ”’

“Well,” said Mary, ‘‘I must confess that I
have done this often, and without being conscious
of any wrong feelings ; some how or other, I did
not consider that the reproof belonged to me ; or
ever ask myself if I had committed the fouls
which was exposed.”

“ For this reason, I remarked,”’ continued Mrs.
S., “that children insensibly contract this habit
from their parents; and the defect extends to
physical as well as moral errors. Not long since,



UNCHARITABLE JUDGMENT. 27

I had an interesting conversation with Mr. R., a
well-known philanthropist and physiologist, who
is devoting his life to the alleviation of some of
the ills of human existence. He told me that, a
short time before, he delivered a lecture to pa-
rents ca the physical training of their children,
and pointed out the great mistakes which are
often made. On retiring, said he, I overheard
many remarks, but not one spoke as if I had ad-
dressed him. Every one could point to some one
else who might well profit by the lecture ; but not
one would believe that I meant to say to each
individual present, as Nathan said unto David,
‘Thou art the man.’ ”’

> observed Clara, “I never felt

‘“‘T am sure,’
the full force of this saying of our Savior be-
fore, although I have readit a hundred times.
I shall read the whole chapter again, carefully,
to-night.’’

“ And so will I,’’ added Mary.

‘* Doso, my children,” said Mrs. S., “and read
in the same careful spirit the whole Sermon

on the Mount, and all our Savior’s teachings.



28 OUR GIFT.

Many people, old and young, read the New Test-
ament because they are told to, without thinking
that there is an active, living principle in it, a
thought to be treasured up and carried out in
our daily lives, in almost every word the Master
uttered. Those who do read it in the true spirit,
find new pleasure and new instruction every time
they peruse it.

“ And finally, to come back to our subject,
when you hear your schoolmates making un-
charitable remarks about others, use all your in-
fluence, especially by your own example, to make
them correct the habit. And when you hear a
sermon in church, or an address in the school,
where any faults are exposed, ask yourselves if
the rebuke applies to you; and if it does, set
about correcting the fault immediately. Do
this always. ‘ Cast the beam out of thine own eye,’
correct your own errors, then will you see clearly
to ‘cast the mote out of thy brother’s eye.’ ”’

Mary returned home that evening well pleased
with the two conversations she had taken part in ;
and better still, she and Clara profited by them.



BOYS BECOME MEN. 29

I am happy to add, that their schoolmates are
gradually correcting many evil habits by the
good example of these two girls; and thus Mary
and Clara have the double satisfaction of improv-
ing their own conduct, and of being instrumental
in improving that of others.

Boys pecome Men. If you were to be boys
always, and didn’t need to know anything more
than just enough to enable you to enjoy your
sports from day to day, it would not be so ne-
cessary, perhaps, as it nowis, to attend strictly
to your every-day studies ; though the influences
of the Sunday school would be necessary, even
then. Boys cannot enjoy their sports together,
unless they are truthful, just, and kind; and itis
in the Sunday school that these graces are most
successfully acquired. But boys will become
men ; and all the knowledge they can acquire in
boyhood will become serviceable in manhood.
Therefore, boys should be diligent.

3*



TO THE PORTRAIT OF FATHER BALLOU,

HANGING IN MURRAY HALL,

O, much-loved features! Faithful counterpart
Of one we love, and cherish, and revere ;

Thy gentle influence shed o’er every heart,
And be thy spirit ever present here.

Look from thy quiet resting-place on us,
With that familiar smile so dear to all,

Which ever seems to speak of happiness,
And every mourner would to hope recall.

Thro’ childhood’s sunny days and youth’s bright morn,
Mid changes and mid sorrows, thou hast been

A light to guide, a hope to cheer and warm,
And to the heart bring joy and peace again.

And for thine honored form how fit the place,
Where childhood’s ear instruction would receive ;
Preside o’er all, lend all our efforts grace,
To learn God’s love, and on his word believe.

Thy Master’s faithful servant! Who, in love,
Took little children in his arms to bless ;

While looking down from his bright home above,
Through thee diffusing peace and holiness ;



TO THE PORTRAIT OF FATHER BALLOU. 31

May his pure spirit ever with us dwell,
Shedding o’er all our thoughts its heavenly ray ;
Our hearts attune the song of praise to swell,
And o’er our darkness pour eternal day.

And when thou’rt left alone, to bear the name
Of him whose faithful emblem thou art made,

May thou through ages still endure the same,
Though all around thee shall decay and fade.

May his dear memory, which through thee shall live
Long in the places which his love has blest,

Shine as a beacon, life and light to give,
And hope at last in God’s eternal rest.



SUSAN’S REPENTANCE AND APPEAL TO HER
ELDER SISTER.

I once knew two sisters, the only companions
of a widowed mother, who, though they had no
relatives and but very few friends, and should
therefore have been the more closely united in
heart, were in the habit oftener of harshly re-
buking and blaming, than of encouraging, assist-
ing, and comforting each other. I often won-
dered at this, as they both had many estimable
traits of character, and could only account for it,
not excuse it, by the fact, that they had been
much separated in early life, and, since their
reunion, had had to encounter many obstacles,
and bear the weight of many heavy disappoint-
ments. I confidently hoped and believed that
the good sense of one or both of them, would in
time lead them to see their error, and the sin of
thus fretting and irritating each other. Nor was
I disappointed. The younger, whose conscience
was the most sensitive, first made the discovery,
and immediately began trying to remedy the evil,



SUSAN'S REPENTANCE. 33

and to induce her sister to aid her in the en-
deavor. Imagining some of her thoughts and
feelings, I have put them in rhyme.

We have done wrong, dear sister; and I’m very sad
to-day :

For I have felt how far we’ve strayed from wisdom’s
blessed way ;

Have felt how much of angry strife hath dwelt within
our hearts, [departs.

And how, when that has entered in, Life’s happiness

We have done wrong, dear sister; for we have not
patient been,

But answered often hasty words by hasty words again ;

And when we should with gentle acts have soothed
each other’s care, [bear.

We've made by cold indifference our lot more hard to

We have done wrong, dear sister ; I remember how we’ve
grieved

Our widowed mother’s anxious heart, so long of joy
bereaved ;

O, were we loving, good, and kind, and all our murmur-
ings o’er, [face once more ?

Might not the smiles come back again and light her

I know our lot in life, thus far, hath not been smooth
and fair ; :



34 OUR GIFT.

That often much of toil and ill has fallen to our share ;
But why, dear sister, why should we ourselves the load

increase ? [and peace?
Why, by our jangling and our strife, shut out all joy

And more: we have offended God ; this day I feel and
know

We have forgotten his commands, and gained us nought
but woe.

O join with me as, filled with grief, most earnestly I
pray,

That he will yet be merciful, and take our sin away.

‘* Love thou each other;” *love all men ;”? and love
shall make you free ;
Thus said the Savior, Jesus; and let this owr watch-

word be ;
Let us each other love; and pray that gentle thoughts
may come, [home.

And gentle words and acts may make an Eden of our

Forgive me now, dear sister, all the anger I have shown,

And all my past unkindness, through the years already
flown ;

T’ll love thee faithfully and true, and lay all harshness
by ;

To be my loving sister, then, wilt thou not also try?



LITTLE EMMA.

One Saturday afternoon, little Emma came
into her mother’s room, and said to her, ‘‘ Mother,
may I go with Abba to her Sunday school? She
says, they are all so happy there.”

‘My child,’ said her mother, “why do you
wish to leave your own school and go to a strange
one?”

“Because, mother, Abba has often told me
what a good school they have, and how much she
loves it.””

“Well, as you are very anxious to go, I will
grant your request this once, on condition that it
must never be repeated.”

The next morning, this pleasant little girl was
up very early to make ready to go with her friend
to the new Sabbath school.

She was delighted with all she saw and heard ;
and when the pastor took her by the hand, she
said to herself, ‘‘ I wish mother would permit me
to come here every Sunday. I will ask her, at
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36 OUR GIFT.

went home, revolving in her mind what she should
say to obtain her mother’s consent.

Her mother observed how thoughtful she ap-
peared, and said to her, ‘* Emma, how did you
like Abba’s Sunday school ?”

“Oh, mother ! I was so happy ; do let me go
there. They sing so sweetly, and the pastor was
so kind. He had an affectionate word for all.
Their superintendent, too, was so pleasant, I know
I should love him.”’

Her mother said to her, with a very sorrowful
countenance, “‘ Do you know, my child, that they
teach very erroneous doctrines there, in regard to
a future life? They teach that all will be event-
ually holy and happy, both the good and the
bad.”’

‘ But, mother, I should think it would make
us all happy to believe so. The minister told us
that ‘God is Love ;’ and that cannot be a bad
doctrine. I am sure I would much rather think
so, than that he would hate any of us, for you
have often told me that hatred was very wicked.
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LITTLE EMMA. 37

do that which you have taught me is wrong.
Then they all seem to love each other dearly.
They are like a pleasant family of brothers and
sisters. Do let me go, will you not, dear mother?
I should be so happy.”

Her mother said many things to convince her
that it was not right to change her school. But
she was very unhappy, and said so often, ‘Do
let me go,” that her mother consented to gratify
her ; thinking, perhaps, that she would soon tire
of it.

Sunday came, and Emma was nearly the first
one there ; so anxious was she to be in season.

She entered the schoolroom with a bright and
happy face, and when the superintendent came to
her, she said, “I have come to join your Sabbath
school. Will you receive me?”

To add to her joy, the superintendent gave
her a seat in the same class with her friend Abba,
who was a very kind and good little girl; and
she found a number of others in the class who
were very glad to see her there. One little girl
lent her a book to study, and when the teacher

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38 OUR GIFT.

gave her a lesson for the next Sabbath, she said,
“T have a lesson now. J'anny lent me her book,
and I have already learned a lesson from it.”

This pleased her teacher very much; for she
thought that there were many little girls who
would have been very glad of such an excuse to
put off their lessons. Ever after, she was very
constant in her attendance, always had her les-
sons very perfect, and never stayed at home,
even if it chanced to be arainy day; for she
would say, ‘“‘ My teacher will be there ; and Iam
sure if she is there, I can go. Besides, I know
it will make her very happy to see me always in
my place.”

In this way did this good little Emma continue
to go on, acquiring knowledge, and gaining the
love and good-will of all who knew her. She
was always happy and cheerful; kind to her pa-
rents, obliging to her brothers and sisters, ever
ready to assist the poor and destitute, having a
kind word and a happy smile for all. And this
she learned from that one great and ennobling
truth, that “ God is Love.”’



THE OLD SABBATH SCHOOLROOM.

A PARODY.

How dear to our hearts is that old Sabbath schoolroom,

Which each Sunday morning presents to our view;

The seats, the piano, the portrait that’s near it,

And ey’ry loved thing which ourmemory knew.

Our dearly-loved pastor, his wife who comes with him,

Our Superintendent, and dear Mrs. G.,

The teachers, the pupils, and faithful Librarians,

We each Sabbath morning invariably see. [schoolroom,
That old Sabbath schoolroom, that dearly-loved
That blessed old schoolroom where all love to be.

That old Sabbath schoolroom we hail as a treasure ;

For often, when weary and anxious with care,

We’ve found it the place of a heavenly pleasure

We seek for with ardor, but find not elsewhere.

How eager we enter, with hearts that are glowing,

And quick to our places, — we all know them well, —

And then with our song-books, and souls overflowing,

The anthem of praise we unitedly swell. [schoolroom,
That old Sabbath schoolroom, that dearly-loved
That blessed old schoolroom we all love so well.

Blest truth,—from our teachers with joy we receive it,—
That God is our Father, our Savior and Friend!
There’s nought so alluring could tempt us to leave it,
Though fraught with all pleasures the fancy can lend.



40 OUR GIFT.

And when far removed to some distant location,

The tears of regret will intrusively swell,

As mem’ry reverts to our former vocation,

And longs for the schoolroom we all loved so well. [room,
That old Sabbath schoolroom, that dearly-loved school-
That blessed old schoolroom we all love so well.



THE HUNTER, AND HIS DOG JOWLER.

A FABLE.

A famous hunter in the woodland country had
a dog which was particularly fond of certain kinds
of game, but exceedingly averse to other kinds
of much better flavor. Now it happened that,
whenever the hunter wished to give chase to
moose or deer, Jowler was sure to scare up a
woodchuck, or some still filthier game, leaving
the deer to make good his escape.

Day after day thus passed away, leaving the
hunter’s labors no suitable reward. It was in
vain that the hunter expostulated with his dog.
Neither threats nor blows were of any avail.
When the master would hunt one thing, the dog
was sure to be hunting something else.

At length, both master and dog seemed to tire
of their constant conflict, and to desire some ad-
justment, whereby each might accommodate his
own taste to some extent, and yet live in har-
mony with the other. With this view, a friendly
conference was held, in which Jowler appeared

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42, OUR GIFT.

so tenacious, that the hunter well-nigh despaired
of any adjustment whatever.

It was, however, finally agreed, that Jowler
should hunt game to his own taste five days in
the week, and devote the remaining hunting day
to such game as his master preferred. Jowler,
however, was careful to stipulate that, if he
chanced to find himself ill, or not in hunting
trim, on the sixth day, he should be consider-
ately dealt by, and not forced to go beyond his
strength.

The arrangements being fully made, a paper
was drawn up containing the articles of agree-
ment, and both Jowler and the hunter affixed
their names thereto. Jowler, no doubt, congrat-
ulated himself on having it all to his liking five
days out of six; while the hunter, perhaps, flat-
tered himself that the taste of venison one day
in the week, would so improve the standard of
Jowler’s tastes, as to bend him, at length, alto-
gether to his own wishes.
~ For a while, things seemed to promise well,
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THE HUNTER, AND HIS DOG JOWLER. 43

the day for hunting venison came round, Jowler
was sick, and told his master he could n’t hunt
that day. So his master very considerately ex-
cused him, according to the terms of their agree-
ment.

It was not long, however, before Jowler re-
fused to hunt for another reason. He said, he
had followed his own game with such constancy
and alacrity for the five days, that he was too
much exhausted to hunt venison on the sixth
day. He must rest from any farther fatigue ;
and claimed the continued indulgence of his
master, by virtue of their contract.

The hunter urged in vain that Jowler had vir-
tually violated the contract; for although it was
stipulated that he should not be compelled to the
chase to his personal detriment, yet it was im-
plied, of course, that he should use the same
precaution to be in hunting trim on the sixth
day, as he did to be so on the other five. While
the fact was, he purposely deprived himself of
rest during the five days, that he might be com
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A4 OUR GIFT.

virtually appropriating the whole time to his own
service.

Jowler, however, pretended not. to be con-
vinced of his wrong. Nor did his dishonesty
stop here. His master soon discovered that,
while he was pretending to be unable from his
excessive fatigue to hunt venison, he was really
continuing to hunt his own game, as on the other
five days.

Thus did he go on, his old loves gaining
strength day by day, and impelling him to a
total disregard of his contract in order to indulge
them, until his master would bear with him no
longer, but drove him from his door.

Having deprived himself of the care of so
good a master, he soon fell into still greater
irregularities ; and a neighboring shepherd, sus-
pecting him of committing depredations upon
his flock, killed him, thus terminating his vicious
career.

Morat.—Excessive engagedness in worldly



TAKE CARE OF YOUR BOOKS. 45

labors six days in the week, is no sufficient ex-
cuse for the neglect of public worship on the
seventh ; and a vicious love, continually indulged,
is quite sure to root out even our good resolu-
tions.

Taxe Carx or Your Booxs.—Suppose you
loan a book to a friend, would you not consider
it his imperative duty to take the best of care of
it, as though it were his own, and return it in as
good condition as it was when taken? Certainly
you would. ‘Then the same duty devolves upon
you, asa member of the Sunday school. The
school lends you books, and expects you to
take good care of them, and return them early.
This is no trifling duty. If you have a right to
be negligent, every other scholar must have the
same right, and the Library would be speedily
ruined. ‘Thus your negligence greatly wrongs
others. Therefore, children, take care of your
books.



MY NIECE.

I know a darling little girl,
With silky, chestnut hair,

Which falls in many a dancing curl,
Around her shoulders fair.

Her eyes are very dark and soft,
And round their curtained bed,

I’ve seen the fairy smiles full oft
Their radiant beauty shed.

Her very tears are like the rain
Which falls in summer’s hour;

Quick turned to glittering gems again,
As sun succeeds to shower.

This witching child is very small;
Her feeble, tiny hands,

Can scarcely tend the mammoth doll,
Which so much care demands.

Then, though her voice is very sweet,
She does but little more

Than simple childish songs repeat,
And prattle baby lore.



MY NIECE. 47

She cannot skip, for ah! she’s lame;
One soft, white foot denies

Its aid, her body to sustain,
And weak and powerless lies.

Yet, strange to say, a crown she wears,
Which claims our homage mute ;

And in her hand a sceptre bears,
Whose sway we ne’er dispute.

From whence doth come the wondrous power
She never fails to wield —

Making strong hearts and wills, each hour,
To her light wishes yield ?

If but a touch of grief appear
To veil that bright, pure face ;
If sickness cast its shadows there,
Or pain its dark lines trace ;

How anxious every means we take,
The ill to drive away!

And cheerfully, for her dear sake,
Would watch both night and day.

And when the light of coming health
Brightens that clear, dark eye,

What joy is ours! priceless wealth,
Karth’s gold can never buy.



OUR GIFT.

She makes us cast aside our book,
Though filled with learning rare ;
To work is vain, when fun’s arch look

Those beaming features wear,

Whenee is this spell? I can but think
That, in sweet childhood’s hour,

E’er yet the soul has learned to drink
From knowledge’ fount of power ;

Or felt what virtue is, or known
Life’s sins, not yet begun;

Or seen how thick life’s path is strown
With dangers it must shun ;

A spirit pure doth come, to dwell
In these fresh-bursting minds,

Who weaves round them the powerful spell
Our hearts so firmly binds ;

Our holier thoughts through them to wake ;
Our earth-dimmed vision clear;

And through their purity, to make
All holy things more dear.

If so, where speeds that Spirit, when
The soul has gathered strength —
The child, become with busy men,
A busy man at length ?



MY NIECE. 49

Where has our childhood’s Spirit gone ?
How have we lost the charm,

Thus thrown around life’s early morn,
Keeping us safe from harm ?

Ay! whither speeds it? Rather say
Is it not always by,

Though, through the dust of life’s noonday,
We may not see it nigh;

Nor when dark clouds of sin would veil
Ali glory from our sight;

And make both heart and hope to fail,
And brightness turn to night ?

But when, midst virtue’s clearer air,
The eye no hindrance knows,

How radiant stands the angel there!
What holy gifts bestows !

My darling niece, whose form of grace
Has made these thoughts arise,
I’m sure this angel oft I trace
In those clear depths—thine eyes.

And bursting forth from my full heart,
My prayers to heaven ascend,

That earth’s dark changes ne’er may part
Thee and thy angel friend.

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50 OUR GIFT.

That purity may always be
The medium, clear and bright,
Through which may ever shine on thee
Heaven’s own unclouded light.



ee

Teacuers’ Liprary.—The Teachers’ Library
connected with the School street Universalist
Sunday school, was commenced in 1841, when
67 volumes were collected for that purpose.—
Great care has been taken in selecting volumes
for this library. At this time, 1850, it num-
bers 194 valuable books.





—.

Scuotars’ Liprary.—The foundation of the
Scholars’ Library, connected with the School
street Universalist Sunday school, was laid in
the year 1835. The number of volumes, in 1840,
amounted to 400, of which 100 needed repair-
ing. Some 50 volumes were added during 1841,
Additions continued to be made from year to
year, till the spring of 1850, when the the num-
ber was increased to 700 volumes



AGATHA.

Little Agatha was a Sabbath school scholar.
She lived in a rural district of Scotland. Her
father’s dwelling was surrounded by trees and
flowers, and near by a little sparkling rivulet
wandered onward, now murmuring along by its
rocky bed and dancing over bright pebbles, and
now wending its way silently through the valley,
journeying onward to mingle with kindred waters.

Agatha loved to’ roam through these shady
glens, and often would she stand upon the mar-
gin of the little stream, and, gazing down, fancy
that she saw a beautiful little angel in the pure
waters. She sometimes waited a long time,
hoping it might speak to her, little dreaming that
her sweet angel was but the reflection of her own
innocent face and golden ringlets from the mir-
rored surface. She loved the little brook, and
walked among the wild flowers upon its banks,
herself as pure and innocent as Spring’s earliest
blossoms. She was never lonely in her rural



5g, OUR GIFT.

bowers ; for the brook, the birds, and the flowers,
ever spoke to her heart in tones of love.

But one day her teacher told her that wicked
spirits were ever flying about, trying to lead
away little children into their company, and
make them as wicked as themselves. This much
disquieted Agatha, for she had never learned
before that aught existed save innocence and
joy. At first, she feared to wander out alone,
into the “great temple of nature,” as she was
wont, lest she should meet some of those ma-
licious beings. She dared not look into the pure
waters, fearing that, instead of the beautiful angel
which so often met her gaze, hideous forms might
rise and drag her away into their bad company.

But her heart was soon quieted again ; for her
teacher also told her, that good beings come down
from the Spirit-land, to watch over little children,
and drive the wicked ones away. So Agatha no
longer feared to visit her favorite haunts, for she
besought the good spirits to be her guardians.
And when at night she- retired to her little
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AGATHA. . 53

and protect her from evil spirits. And. her prayer
was answered, for none but good spirits ever vis-
ited the heart of Agatha. She was always punctu-
al at Sabbath school; and one day after looking
around in vain for one of her mates, she was
very much troubled to learn that she had been
led a long way off, by a company of evil spirits.
She longed to tear the unfortunate victim from
their grasp; but her teacher told her, that the
celestial beings alone could save her, and she
must pray to them.

So Agatha went home, and walked out among
the flowers, thinking the celestial spirits would
delight to linger in so pure a spot, and kneeling
amid a cluster of roses, she prayed them to fly
to the rescue of her misled companion. And —
everywhere that Agatha thought pure enough
for the abode of the good spirits, would she go
and pray that her friend might be restored. At
night she would look up to the stars, and en-
treat the same good beings to come down from
their pure, bright dwellings, and lead back the
straying one. Her prayers were soon answered,

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54 OUR GIFT.

and when she next went to Sabbath school, she
was almost overjoyed to find her little friend at
her accustomed place. Little Mary (for she it
was who had been led away) seemed very hap-
py to get back again. She kissed her school-
mates, and said she would never leave them
more. But she told them a sad tale of Sin-land ;
how the evil ones would not suffer her to sleep,
lest, in her slumbers, the good spirits might visit
her and take her away ; — that they would not
let her walk among the flowers, for good spirits
are there. And for a long time they watched her
very closely, and directed her steps in their path-
way.

But, at length, when she became faint and
_ weary, the ministering angels came to her assist-
ance, took her in their arms, and folding her
weary limbs in their white robes, bore her back
to her anxious companions. No one rejoiced
more than did Agatha, that the heavenly mes-
sengers had led Mary back. :

Their teacher said that her school was a little
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RESPONSIBILITY. 55

heaven. But Agatha was the most innocent
flower there, and ready to bloom in the garden
of paradise. The kind heavenly guides thought
her too pure for earth, and they would fain have
her companionship in their purer regions. So
they bore her away on wings of love to their
heavenly home.

May every Sabbath school scholar be, like
Agatha, led by celestial spirits.

Responsipitity.—That teacher alone, whose
eye is open to the immense value of religious in-
fluences, and who perceives the importance of
trifles in morals, can properly feel his great re-
sponsibility, or be qualified to guide the young in
the way of life.

Dury or Parents.—Parents should see that
their children understand their lessons, and that
they commit them perfectly. They will thus
both aid and encourage the superintendent and
teachers.



A SCHOLAR’S REMEMBRANCE OF THE PIC-NIC
OF 18650.

How bright, my dear mother, this sweet summer
Does everything round me appear; [morning,
The sun the tall steeples with gold is adorning,
And lights up the skies blue and clear.

All freshly around me the west wind is blowing ;
And, mother, I smell the sweet hay [ing ;
Which was left on the Common from yesterday’s mow-
How I wish they’d not take it away.

I’m sure ’tis too pleasant of school to be thinking,
Its tasks this bright day I should hate ;

Much better I’d like the fresh air to be drinking,
Than puzzle o’er book and o’er slate.

O if it were Pic-nic to-day, my dear mother,
How happy and gay I should be !

How joyful without any studies to pother,
Away in the woods to roam free.

I’m sorry ’tis over; how great was my pleasure
The whole of that beautiful day ;

I jumped, and I danced, and I sung without measure,
But ah! it so soon passed away.



PIO-NIC OF 1850. 57

How well I remember the time of our starting!
How quick the large cars we did fill!

How screamed the shrill whistle, the signal for parting !
How we flew by town, river, and hill!

We reached the sweet grove which in stillness was
waiting,
Its numerous guests to receive ;
We rested one moment, while we were debating
What wonder we first should achieve.

‘‘Let us make some green wreaths! let us gather wild
flowers!”
Said some; and they bounded away.
‘‘Let us fill up with music and dancing the hours!”
Said others, more lively and gay.

And soon every part of the wild wood was ringing
With sounds full of mirth and of glee ;

Some dizzily high in the free air were swinging,
While others climbed up the tall tree.

When called from our sports, to our dinner we hasted,
And sat on the green grassy ground ;

How keenly we relished each morsel we tasted,
While fanned by the soft air around.

Then came a loud summons, the signal for choosing
Our Queen by the mystical ring ;

We crowned her with flowers; nor feared her abusing
The honors her station might bring.



58 OUR GIFT.

We sang some sweet school-songs, and then our loved
pastor,

With other dear friends who were there,
Told us kindly of Jesus, the Savior and Master ;
Of God, and his fatherly care ;

Who planted the trees that were waving around us,
And the wild flowers growing below; [us,

Who all our life long with rich blessings had crowned
And watched us where’er we might go.

Then, mother, I heard all around me a whisp’ring,
And soon I found out what it meant ; [’ning

When to hallow our Pic-nic, the sweet rite of christ-
Its soft, holy influence lent.

Forth from the glad circle, their sweet infants bringing,
Came parents, with mild, thoughtful mien; [ing !

What deep, tender thoughts in all bosoms were spring-
How solemn, how sacred the scene.

And I could not keep back the hot tears, my dear
mother,

Which came thick and fast to my eyes;
For those babes made me think of my own darling
brother,
Now gone to his home in the skies.

When this service was over, my playmates came round
And drew me away to the wood; [me,

No longer light-hearted and merry they found me,
For thoughtful and sad was my mood.



PIC-NIC OF 1850. 59

So on the soft turf I sat silently thinking,
Of days when dear brother was by ;

While slowly and surely the bright sun was sinking,
Far down in the clear western sky.

Ring, ring, went the bell; and then, O, whata hustling !
All knew ’twas the signal to part;

What searching for bonnets and boxes! what bustling !
All hurrying, eager to start.

We left ere the shadows of evening were dimming
The broad fields and woods all around ; [ming
And with our swift steam-horse, again we went skim-
Through village, and meadow, and town.

We soon reached the city, and after the saying
Of cheerful ‘“‘ Good night,” to our friends,

We sought our own home without further delaying,
And the rest night to weariness sends.

"T'was a blest, happy day; and oft in my dreaming
That cool, shady grove do I see,
With its bright little spots where the sunlight lay
gleaming,
And all that was pleasant to me.

And much do I hope, when again, my dear mother,
The summer shall come with its flowers,

Our teachers will kindly allow us another
Such Pic-nic, mid Nature’s green bowers.



RAIN DROPS.

‘ bright and sparkling drops, as they fall so rapid-
ly on the green walks and beautiful flowers !
Just see how revived that little fainting flower
looks on the farther border. It was but yester-
day I thought it would die. It drooped its head
as if to avoid the rays of the scorching sun ; but
now it is as fresh as any on my little bed. Who
was so kind, mamma, as to send this gentle
shower, purposely, as I should think, to save
my favorite flower ? ”’

‘¢« Havorite,? my child, did you say? I
thought you loved them all.”

‘‘Oh, I do; but this one looked so sickly
and faint, and I have watched it so anxiously,
that it really seems dearer to me than all the
rest; just as when we are sick, mamma, you
watch us the more constantly, and love us the
more tenderly. But who did send the rain,
mamma ? ”’

‘Tt was God, my child, who caused the gen-



OBEY THE RULES. 61

tle showers, not only to cheer your heart, by
making the little flower revive, but to bless all
his children. Have you forgotten your little
verse, about God sending ‘ rain on the just, and
on the unjust?’ ”

‘““Ono; [remember it well. I think he is
very kind to remember everybody. I am sure
I shall always love him.”

‘J hope you always will. He is a lovable
being. He delights in those that are good, and
is always ready to cheer and bless them.”’

Oxry THE Rutes.—A careful regard to all .
the rules of a Sabbath school,—the rules touch-
ing the library, those concerning the time of
entrance, the general exercises, the demeanor of
the pupils and the recitations,—will greatly facil-
itate the business of the school, relieve the officers
and teachers of much of their labor, and make
the school itself beautiful for its order and har-
mony, and invaluable for its usefulness and
success.

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THE WAYS OF PROVIDENCE.

‘¢ God moves in a mysterious way,
His wonders to perform ;
He plants his footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.”

We may understand by Providence the all-
providing care of God over hiscreatures. He is
our staff. Without his aid and support, we
should sink ; all our efforts would be of no avail.
Without his sustaining power, we could not
endure the cares and troubles attending this life.
He cares for us in the broad day, urging us to
resist temptation. He watches us by night,
that no harm shall befall us. Mighty was the
power of our Savior at the marriage feast, when
he turned water into wine, and many were the
miracles he performed during his stay in this
world, in healing the sick, the lame, and the
blind. The ways of God appear mysterious to
us, because we cannot understand his motives.
We know that all he does is right, and for our
good ; therefore we should not indulge a mur-



PREPARATION FOR DEATU. 63

muring spirit at anything that may happen to us.
it is our duty, as we cannot understand His
manifold ways, and all-wise purposes, to study
deeply the Holy Scriptures, and be willing to
be taught by those wiser and better informed
than ourselves. We should confidently rely in
God’s wisdom and knowledge, which are so much
greater than ours; yielding all things to him ;
looking forward to that bright and happier world,
where there is no sorrow, and striving to make
ourselves worthy of his love, which is un-
bounded.

Puitanturopy.—He is the wisest philanthro-
pist who employs his energies and resources in
the promotion of virtue.

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Preparation ror Deata.—He who is prepar-
ed to live, is prepared to die. And he who thinks
and feels aright, is prepared for both.



TO ALBERTA.

And thou art gone, Alberta,
No sound shall wake thee now;
The dreamless sleep thou sleepest,
Death’s shadow on thy brow.

Like a bright summer flower,
Borne by rude winds away,

Whose odors yet shall linger,
Though the fair form decay,—

So, long thy spirit, wafted
In fragrance back to earth,
Shall bloom in memory’s bowers,
Mid plants of heavenly birth. -

We tune our harps to sadness,
And songs of sorrow sing,
And to the Father’s altar,
A mournful tribute bring.

No more thou strowest flowers
Of sunshine o’er our path ;
Thy song forever silent,
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TO ALBERTA. 65

Yet not for thee we sorrow,
Thy sorrows all are o’er ;

Thine earthly journey ended,
Thou’st reached that happy shore,

Where spirits blest are waiting,
To welcome thee above ;
There evermore to lead thee
In realms of peace and love.

And hand in hand with angels,
Around God’s throne to stand,

Warbling sweet anthems ever,
Amid that heavenly band.

Farewell! we would not wake thee,
*T were vain to wish thee here ;

A Father’s arms receive thee,
Sleep on, nor danger fear.

Rise! and in Jesus’ kingdom
Thy blissful station take ;
A Father’s house is open,
To life immortal wake !

Ont. Alberta Richardson, aged 8 years and 4 mos. ;
a beloved member of the 2nd Universalist Sabbath
school.

G*



THE DISCONTENTED SQUIRREL.
A FABLE.

In a wood, pleasantly situated in the southern
part of



, there liveda squirrel. One day,
as it was viewing the departure of some migra-
tory birds from its neighborhood, it could not
prevent the escape of a deep sigh, accompanied
with the exclamation, ‘‘O dear! I wish some
kind fairy would make me a bird. I could then
soar toa great height, or dart swiftly through the
air. Even if I were a little fish, to play about
in the water, I should be much better satisfied
than in living here all my life, and having
nothing to do but gather nuts and acorns.’’

At that moment, a fairy, who was near, hav-
ing heard the soliloquy of the discontented squir-
rel, immediately complied with its wish, and
changed it into a beautiful bird. This amazed
the poor squirrel very much, and when it at-
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by its customary chatter, its scream ended in a
song.

The squirrel now thought its happiness was
complete, and it concluded to make use of its
wings by a visit to some distant land. It had
not gone far before a storm arose, and it was
obliged to take shelter in a tree. It now began
to wish it was in its snug little nest with its for-
mer companions.

The storm was soon over, and our bird again
started on its journey. But just then a hunery
hawk, who had watched it for a long time,
pounced upon it. Fortunately, the fairy, who
was near, seeing the bird was sufficiently pun-
ished for its folly, took compassion on it, changed
it into a squirrel again, and placed it safely in its
own tree. The squirrel was ever afterward con-
tented.

Morat.—Every one should be contented with
his lot ; for every station in life has its own ills.



SCHOOL STREET SOCIETY.

This Society, which has exerted an influence in
the Universalist denomination second to that of
no other, was incorporated December 13, 1816.
The meeting for organization was held at the
Green Dragon tavern, on the evening of January
25,1817. Major John Brazer was chosen the first
Moderator. The Standing Committee consisted
of John Brazer, Dr. David Townsend, Edmund
Wright, Daniel E, Powars, Lemuel Packard, Jr.,
Levi Melcher, and John W. Trull, who were
directed to ascertain where a suitable lot of land
could be procured on which to erect a house of
worship. After examining several lots, the one
was selected on which the church now stands,
in School street, and it was accordingly bought
about the first of May following.

The original means for building the church,
was a subscription for shares of one hundred
dollars each ; one hundred and thirty-nine shares
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SCHOOL STREET SOCIETY. 69

ber, after a lapse of nearly a third of a century,
the following are still spared to us, as willing
supporters of the Society and cause to which they
devoted the meridian of their days, to wit:
William Barry, Daniel E. Powars, Wins-
low Wright, Joseph Badger, Caleb Wright
John W. Trull, Samuel Hichborn, and Job
Turner.

On Monday, May 19, 1817, the corner-stone
was laid, and within it was deposited a silver
plate, the gift of Dr. David Townsend, with this
inscription: ‘*Zhe Second Universal Church,
devoted to the Worship of the true God: Jesus
Christ being the chief Corner Stone. May 19,
1817.” The building of the house was carried
forward with energy, and on the 25th of August
the Chairman of the Committee was directed to
address a letter to Rev. Hosea Ballou, asking
him if it would meet his approbation to be con-
sidered a candidate for the office of pastor.
The house having been completed, it was
voted to dedicate the same on Wednesday, Oc-
tober 15,1817. The Rey. Thomas Jones was

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invited to preach the sermon, and Revs.
Edward Turner, Hosea Ballou, and Paul Dean,
to conduct the other services as might be
mutually agreeable to them. In consequence,
however, of the Cattle Show at Brighton taking
place on that day, it was afterwards thought ex-
pedient to postpone the Dedication until the suc-
ceeding day.

On the day following the Dedication, the So-
ciety met for the purpose of selecting a pastor ;
and the Standing Committee were instructed, by
a unanimous vote, to invite the Rev. Hosea Bal-
lou to that office, at a weekly salary of twenty-
five dollars. This vote was communicated to
him in an appropriate letter from the Chairman
of the Committee, to which the following reply
was received :—

Boston, Oct. 24, 1817.

Sir,—The eall of the Second Universalist So-
ciety in Boston, inviting me to the labors of the
Christian Ministry with them, together with the
liberal terms which accompany said invitation,





SCHOOL STREET SOCIETY. 71
has been duly considered. And after weighing
all the circumstances relative to the subject,
so far as my limited mind could comprehend
them, I have come to the conclusion that it is my
duty to accept their call on the conditions therein
stated. I largely participate the “‘ peculiar plea-
sure” afforded by the consideration of the una-
nimity of the Society, and entertain an humble
hope that, with the continuance of this harmony,
we may long continue to enjoy all spiritual bless-
ings in Christ Jesus.

The Society’s most humble servant in Christ,
Hosra Battov.
To John Brazer, Esq.

He was publicly installed on Christmas day,
December 25, 1817. Sermon, from John xx.
24, and the Fellowship of the Churches, were
given by Rev. Paul Dean ; Installing Prayer and
Charge by Rev. Edward Turner, and the Con-
cluding Prayer by Rev. Joshua Flagg.

At the annual meeting in May, 1818, the
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72 OUR GIFT.

Packard, Jr., Hsq., for his generous donation of
achandelier for the use of the church. The clock
now in the church was the gift of John Brazer,
Esq., probably during the time of the building
of the church.

In the summer of 1822, Mr. Ballou received
an invitation to become the pastor of the Second
Universalist Society in Philadelphia, at a larger
salary than he was then receiving. Ina letter
to his Society, Mr. B. states, that they are under
no engagement to him beyond the term of six
months; and that, his salary being barely sufi-
cient to support his family, he felt bound to lay
the invitation of the Philadelphia Society before
them for their assistance, in any decision he might
make in regard to it. The Society was accord-
ingly called together, and by a unanimous vote
his salary was raised to thirty dollars a week.
This vote being communicated to him, he inform-
ed them in reply that the salary voted him was
fully and abundantly satisfactory to him, and
that he accepted it with pleasure.

Daring the year 1836, the Society built the





SCHOOL STREET SOCIETY. 73

vestry in the attic story of the church, and the
following year, 1837, the interior of the church
was altered by a new pulpit, ceiling, introduction
of gas, painting, &c., at an expense of nearly
five thousand dollars. And in the year 1840, the
Society purchased the organ now in the church.

During the first years of the existence of the
Society, the singing was considered of a superior
order ; and it may be interesting to some of the
younger members of the Society to know that, in
1833, the Standing Committee approved of the
selection, by the choir, of Miss Charlotte Cush-
man, as the leading female singer. Mr. Wm.
Barry, one of the original proprietors, and at pres-
ent one of the oldest men of the congregation,
conducted this part of public worship for several
years.

In 1840, the subject of an associate pastor was
first brought forward ; and, in 1841, commenced
those unfortunate difficulties in regard to it, which
continued with little interruption until the fall of
1845, when the proprietors were called together
to act upon a proposition to sell the meeting-house,

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74 OUR GIFT.

and wind up the affairs of the Society. This
proposition was, however, rejected, by a decisive
vote of more than two to one, out of one hundred
votes cast. During this period, the pulpit was
supplied one half the time by Father Ballou, and
the other half by Rev. T. C. Adam, from May,
1842, to May, 1843; by Rev. H. B. Soule,
from May, 1844, to May, 1845; and the other
two years by the Standing Committee.

That portion of the Society who voted against
the proposition to sell, had, early in that year,
taken counsel together in regard to the future
prosperity of the Society. Father Ballou ex-
pressed a willingness to be relieved from all
active duties as pastor of the Society, other than
those he might choose to perform as senior pas-
tor, and also to relinquish his salary if the Soci-
ety felt that with their whole means they would
be able to secure the services of one who would
again unite them together. Accordingly, Septem-
ber 28, 1845, the proprictors were called to-
gether, and his proposition was accepted. They
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SCHOOL STREET SOCIETY. 75

to become junior pastor, at a yearly salary of two
thousand dollars; and on the 8th of November
the following acceptance of their call was received
by the committee through whom the invitation

was tendered.

Cuartestown, Noy. 8, 1845.
Brethren : —

The invitation to become associate pastor of
your Society, which you have extended to me, is
hereby accepted. Preliminaries relative to the
time when I can assume my connection with you
must be the subject of future communications.
And that God may bless this decision to your
good, to mine, and to his glory,—is the prayer of

Yours, Fraternally,
K. H. Cuaprn.

To the Committee.

Br. Chapin was installed January 28, 1846.
The sermon was preached by Father Ballou,
from 1 Peter iv, 10 and 11. Rev. Messrs.
Cook, Hichborn, Streeter, H. Ballou 2d, Skin-
ner, Fay, and Cleverly, took part in the services.



76 OUR GIFT.

At the annual meeting in May, 1846, a com-
mittee was appointed to express to Rev. Hosea
Ballou the feelings of high regard unanimously
cherished towards him by the Society, in consid-
eration of his long and valuable services as their
pastor ; and to assure him that their prayers for
his welfare were still with him in his relations as
senior pastor of the Society. To this, the follow-
ing reply was received by the committee.

Boston, May 25, 1846.

Messrs. BENAJAH BRIGHAM,
JosEPH LINCOLN, AND BELA BEAL,

Brethren : —

After having enjoyed so many years of pasto-
ral connection with the Second Universalist So-
ciety in this city, and having served the same so
long a time with constant solicitude for their
spiritual prosperity and with a consciousness of
my many imperfections, I find that words are in-
sufficient to express the satisfaction I feel on the
reception of the unanimous vote of the Society
expressive of their approbation of my services,
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SCHOCL STREET SOCIETY. 77

my present position as senior. You will, breth-
ren, accept my thanks for the acceptable manner
in which you have communicated the vote of the
Society to me, and assure the Society of my fer-
vent prayer for their spiritual prosperity under
their junior pastor.
In the bonds of the Gospel,
Hosea Batxov.

At the annual meeting in 1847, the Standing
Committee were directed to invite Father Ballou
to sit for his portrait, and that the same, when
finished, be placed in Murray Hall. This work
was successfully executed, and Father Ballou
expressed himself highly complimented by the
action of the Society in regard to it.

Early in 1848, the Society were called together
to act upon the following letter from Brother
Chapin.

Boston, Fes. 5, 1848.
Brethren : —

After, as I trust, deliberate and proper con-

sideration, I have concluded to take up my con-
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nection with your Society, and accept of the in-
vitation from New York. I might extend this
letter to great length and yet not express the
feelings with which I do this act. I can only
say that I do so with the utmost kindness and
with deep gratitude, and shall always cherish,
with unalloyed satisfaction, the harmonious sea-
son we have passed together. I invoke God’s
blessing upon the Society you represent, and to
you personally tender the warmest sentiments of
personal regard.
Fraternally yours,
K. H. Carry.
To the Standing Committee.

At the same meeting, February 20, 1848,
Rey. A. A. Miner was invited to become the
junior pastor of the Society, at the same salary
which had been paid Brother Chapin, and on the
15th of March, the committee received the fol-
lowing letter, accepting the invitation.



SCHOOL. STREET SOCIETY. 79

Lowrtit, Marcu 15, 1848.
Brethren : —

The invitation which I received at your hands,
to become associate pastor of the Second Society
of Universalists in Boston, has been duly con-
sidered, and is hereby accepted. Although this
decision seemed compatible with my duty, it has
not been arrived at without a severe trial, both
on account of the existing ties it will sever, and
of my conscious unfitness for so responsible a
station. Trusting, however, in Him who is
always able to help us,

T remain,
Yours in the Gospel,
A. A. Miner.
To the Committee.

On the last Sunday in April, Brother Chapin
preached his farewell sermon from the text,
‘And now, brethren, I commend you to God,
and to the word of his grace, which is able to
build you up, and to give you an inheritance
among them which are sanctified.” Acts xx. 32.



80 OUR GIFT.

Brother Miner was installed May 31. Sermon,
by Mr. Chapin, from John x.10. The other ex-
ercises were performed by Rev. Messrs. Dennis,
Mott, Ballou, H. Ballou 2d, Fay, Streeter, and
Cook.

Under the ministry of Brother Chapin, the
Society was united and prosperous; and under
the present ministry of Brother Miner, that
‘union and prosperity are unabated. May the
favor of God grant them a long continuance.

Tae Exampue or tHe Ber.—The little bee,
by instinct alone, is taught the necessity of faith-
ful labor. In the summer, it collects honey from
every flower, that it may have a supply of food
for the approaching winter, when the flowers have
all faded. But children have reason, instead of
instinct, to guide them ; and should be industri-
ous in childhood and youth, in gathering the
sweets of knowledge and virtue for spiritual
sustenance in the winter of life.



THE MORNING WALK.

Children, in the early morning,
When the sun’s first rosy ray,
Bright’ning on the distant hill-top,
Gilds the tall spire e’er the way,

Raise the heavy, sleepy eyelid,
Welcome cheerfully the light ;
Nature’s time for rest and slumber

Passes with the hours of night.

While the air is freshest, purest,
And the city seems at rest,
Rise, and while the eye beams clearest,
Roam with me, an out-door guest.
And abroad we’ll gayly wander,
Till the hour for breakfast calls ;
Passing through those streets that lead us
To our lofty State House halls.

Enter now our glorious Common!
On its beauty gaze awhile !

As the glowing sunshine greets it,
See the “face of Nature smile!”

On the broad, smooth walks tread freely,
Sentinelled by stately trees,

Whose green leafy boughs o’erarching,
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Casting, too, at brightest mid-day,
O’er these paths a pleasant shade;
Blessings on our City Fathers,
Who this wise provision made.
Here, just opposite the fountain,
On this block of granite rest;
While with eye and ear attentive,
Admiration is expressed.

See the living spray-drops leaping,
Crowned with dancing diamond light ;

Midway hangs the bright-hued rainbow!
Is it not a dazzling sight?

And in what a gay confusion
Do the waters meet below!

Now compare this stone-paved basin
With the “ frog-pond,” years ago!

Rustling leaves, and murmuring fountain,
Fill with melody the air,
Blending with the wild birds’ singing, —
Such sweet sounds can banish care.
Notice, how the grass is laden,
Thickly gemmed with sparkling dew,
Which at eve so gently falleth,
Thus its verdure to renew.

Viewing these fair works of Nature,
With the art of man combined,

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Yes, with grateful hearts we thank Him,
For our lives so truly blest ;

Asking strength to meet time’s changes,
Faith to think them for the best.

We must learn-life’s varied lessons,
Their deep meaning must unfold ;
Sad or merry, they will yield us
More true wealth than mines of gold!
Hark! the breakfast bell is calling !
Hasten to your homes away !
Let us hope to meet here often,
Welcoming the early day.



True Satisraction.—To the faithful teacher,
there is no greater pleasure than is afforded on
each returning Sunday, by his labors with his
class. Wielding Christian truth in the full ex-
ercise of human affections, he moulds the young
heart as with a hand divine.



Puncruatity.—One of the beauties of the

Sabbath school is the punctuality of its scholars
and teachers.



FEMALE EDUCATION.

In ancient days female education was almost
entirely neglected, and woman’s intellectual
powers were left to slumber. Her mind was a
barren waste, exhibiting no rich, luxuriant ver-
dure, diversified only by a few outward accom-

plishments, which served to please the fancy of
the stronger sex. The Spartan woman, distin-
guished for her sternness of character and war-
like disposition, looked with shame upon a son
who could return from battle unless victorious,
ever teaching him, from his earliest infancy,‘‘ to
conquer, or to die on the battle-field.”’ All the
gentle and amiable qualities of the heart were
repressed in their growth; and, while Sparta
offered to her sons the rich boon of intellectual
culture, her daughters were thought unworthy
of the gift.

And Athens, that great and mighty city, ex-
ercising a most powerful influence over the civil-
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philosophers, and her historians, — what was the
condition of woman there? The slave, rather
than the companion of man, she knew not that,
were the storehouse of knowledge opened for
her, she could come forward and stand on an
equality with the ‘proud lord of creation!”
Rome, too, the metropolis of the world, denied
to woman her proper station in society, not
dreaming of the hidden gems of thought which
lay undiscovered beneath the thick incrustations
of ignorance and superstition.

But now, all the precious gifts which learn-
ing can bestow are justly extended to her also ;
and man, with his increase of knowledge, has
wisely learned to respect the mental abilities
with which God has endowed her; has found
that she may, like himself, ascend the steep hill
of science, enjoy its pleasures, cull its sweetest
flowers, and drink of the pure and living waters
from the inexhaustible fountains of knowledge.

And what has caused this change? The
bright star which appeared to the “‘ wise men of
the Kast,” eighteen hundred years ago, herald-

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ing a Savior’s birth, foretold also woman’s re-
lease from the thraldom which had bound her.
It was to her a star of promise, telling her that
the strong chains of ignorance and superstition
which bound her, should be broken asurMer by
the gentle influences of the religion of the lowly
Jesus. It is Christianity which has raised her
from the degradation which was once hers, and
induced man to acknowledge her equality with
him.

Education exalts and refines the mind of wo-
man, and enables her to contribute to the hap-
piness of those around her. It is that which
renders her the dutiful and obedient daughter,
the kind and affectionate sister, the trusting and
loving companion, and the fond and tender pa-
rent. The old adage, ‘‘ woman must be zgno-
rant in order to be useful,’’ has been long thrown
aside among the rubbish of the past, and re-
membered only as a relic of the superstitions
of other days. Home, with its duties, is wo-
man’s sphere of action; and, to fulfil properly
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not be kept in intellectual bondage, but must be
fully awakened to the responsibilities of her
station. It is she who watches over our infancy,
guides our childhood, presents to our infant
minds the rudiments of knowledge, and cheers
us in our progress by showing us the honors
which attend those who acquire true wisdom,
and therefore must her mind be early taught to
comprehend the duties which devolve upon her.
A broad field is that of Education ; and while
she strives to make acquisitions in the various
branches of knowledge, let her not forget that
better education of the mind and heart. Talent,
without virtue to guide, is like a ship without
sails or rudder, exposed to the wild winds
of the storm on the broad expanse of the
ocean. What sadder spectacle can there be,
than to behold a mind employing its talents and
its learning in endeavoring to lead its fellow-
beings away from the paths of rectitude, disre-
garding the laws of God and man, and refusing
to acknowledge the Source that gave it birth?
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disgust, and gladly look to those good and noble
ones who have adorned their sex. The names
of Hannah More, Maria Edgeworth, Felicia
Hemans, Letitia Landon, Harriet Martineau,
and a host of others, show what woman can
do when properly educated ; for they are equally
distinguished in private, for their amiable and
domestic qualities, as in public for their high in-
tellectual attainments. Let woman follow their
example, never failing to embrace all opportu-
nities presented to her for moral and intellectual
improvement.

One Famity.—We are all brothers and sisters
of one great family, and should always treat
each other as such. If you suffer provocation,
let the remembrance that it is a brother who has
injured you, prevent retaliation, and secure for
him’entire forgiveness. He who can forgive in-
juries, puts himself beyond the reach of harm,
and secures a peace of soul more valuable than
the gold of Ophir.



SUMMER THOUGHTS.
A FABLE.

I suppose most of the readers of this little
volume have been in the country the past sum-
mer. As you beheld the green grass, the fine
spreading trees, and the beautiful flowers that
sprang up in your pathway, perhaps the feeling
came over you that you could be far happier in
the country than in the city. We are very apt
to suppose that change of place will produce a
more delightful state of feeling ; forgetting that
in a little time we should become familiar with
all these objects, and then we return again to our
former selves.

Precisely so it is with children in the country.
They come to this busy city, and eagerly gaze at
the varied shows which attract the eye, and
would prefer to exchange situations with you ;
but by and by they become wearied with sight-
seeing, and the home they have left rises before
them as a pleasanter abode than any other dwell-

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ing, however rich or elegant. Thus they learn
to be happy at home ; and this is a most valuable
attainment.

But, in order to be permanently happy, we
must have something to do. There are other
lessons to be learned besides those we commit
in the schoolroom. The whole world, indeed, is
a school, and we are daily committing our
tasks. These teachings are preparations for our
future happiness.

You have all noticed the growth of a tree.
At first, only a little twig springs out of the
ground. And so with the flower. You deposit
only a tiny seed; but in a little time a shoot
springs up, and by natural but slow processes the
twig becomesa large shady tree, and the shoot
a beautiful blooming flower. Thoughthey grow
very slowly, yet they never rest. Day and night
the hidden processes are going on which help to
promote their growth. Just so it is with the minds
of children. They are daily acquiring those
habits which will eventually make the whole sum
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SUMMER THOUGHTS. 91

quisite how they form these characters ; that they
may spring up in fair proportions, making their
possessors worthy members of society.

[ will illustrate this by a fable, which occurred
to me as I walked over the beautiful garden of a
friend, with whom I spent a few weeks the past
summer. We will suppose, for our present pur-
pose, that the flowers have an articulate voice.

A stately dahlia grew in a cultivated garden.
There were many of the same species of flowers,
but no other had the peculiar variegated tints of
this particular one. very one, in passing by it,
was attracted by its beauty. It seemed as if
vain of flattery, although we know it had no ears
to hear, for every day it seemed to increase in
size and beauty. With its lofty head, it gained
a supremacy above all its neighbors, and the
heavy shower and furious wind failed to soil its
petals or bend its graceful form.

Away off in the farther corner of the garden,
under a hedge, bloomed a simple white clover.
It was entirely unheeded by the multitude, al-
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92 OUR GIFT.

air, which made the invalid stop to inhale it. In
its modesty it bloomed, in its lowly bed it sought
no observation, and was passed by as a simple
white clover. By and by the mower’s scythe pass-
ed that way and levelled it among common grasses.
It was gathered in the general mass of hay, and
became a part of the sustenance of the master’s
cattle.

The dahlia was plucked by the horticulturist,
and placed in a glass receptacle, among kindred
flowers, where it was gazed at for a time; then
it faded and was thrown among common rubbish.
During their lifetime we will suppose them to
have conversed together.

‘“‘T,” said the dahlia, ‘am queen of this gar-
den. I attract every eye that passes ; while you,
little clover, are hidden by the tall grass, and
liable to be crushed at any moment.”’

‘¢ Well,” replied the clover, ‘* let it be so now ;
but look at our final end. You will be placed
in a glass, plucked from your native stem, where
you will wither and die as a worthless thing ;
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reached my maturity, and thena thousand tiny
seeds will I strow around me ; so that, another sea-
son, I shall bloom all about the hedges, and my
usefulness will be appreciated. And pray where
will you then be?’’ The dahlia blushed, and
hung its head for shame.

Here, children, is a fable designed to illustrate
pride and humility. Which appears, the most
beautiful, because the most useful? I know you
will prefer humility to pride. Ifso, you must
remember that the peculiar traits you now culti-
vate are forming within you the one or the other.
By a thousand little kind acts, you can diffuse
happiness in your homes ; and all the while you
are disseminating these virtues, you are acquiring
those lasting graces, in yourselves, which will
spring up, like the violet and sweet clover, leav-
ing a fragrancy and beauty wherever you have
trodden.



A TALK WITH THE CHILDREN.

Dear children, —although I am almost a
stranger among you, yet I feel a true interest in
your welfare. It gives me great pleasure when
{ enter the Sabbath school to meet your happy
countenances and smiling faces. Children, you
do not assemble together for the purpose of pass-
ing an hour that perhaps might pass unpleasant-
ly elsewhere. It is for a higher and nobler
purpose. It isto gain useful and religious in-
struction from the Bible, the best of all books.
You should not be content with learning and re-
citing your lessons, but you should try to re-
member what you learn. And when you grow
up to be men and women, you will never regret
it. Itis in the Bible that we are taught to love
God, and all mankind.

When we enter the Sabbath school, may we
learn to say, To-day is the Sabbath day, ever
blessed and beautiful; welcome to its holy and
happy influence! Welcome, thrice welcome, the



A TALK WITH THE CHILDREN. 95

day of sweet repose, and sweeter meditation.
Spring is sometimes compared to childhood. In
spring, when the brooks fall gurgling down the
mountain side, when the earth begins to be
covered with its verdant robes, when the birds
are joyfully singing around, the trees gently
waving in the breeze, and all is gay and glad-
some, we sometimes wish that it could always be
spring. So in youth, we sometimes wish we
could always be young ; but it cannot be. But
as each season in its turn, spring, summer, au-
tumn, and even winter, clothed in its robes of
snow, has its own pleasures, so each season of
life is wisely invested of God, with its own pe-
culiar joys.

Though it is now spring-time, it will soon he
autumn with you, when you must impart that
useful knowledge you will have gained in spring
and summer. Now is the time for you to store
up that knowledge. If our childhood and youth
are rightly employed, age will compare no more
unfavorably, as regards its joys, with youth and
middle age, than does winter with spring. En-



96 OUR GIFT.

deavor, then, to acquire that useful knowledge that
will teach you so to live that you may set a good
example toallaround you. Children, this beauti-
ful world we live in was made for you. It is filled
with beauty, and when we look around upon it, our
hearts within us say, how great and good is our
God! How wonderful are all of his works!
The beautiful in nature is all the production
of his power. He spoke this world into being,
and decorated it with sun, moon, and stars.
Beauty and loveliness are stamped upon every-
thing that he has made. But no scene in the
outward world transcends in loveliness the Sab-
bath school, where the young come to receive
Christian instruction. And now, dear children,
make this wise resolution ; to love your Sabbath
school, your parents and teachers, all the world,
and especially your heavenly Father, better than
you ever have before ; and you will be better
and happier children.



UNCLE JIMMY.

It was Saturday afternoon. The boys were
enjoying their sports, when one of them espied
Uncle Jimmy coming towards them. ‘‘ Look,
boys,” said he, ‘‘ Uncle Jimmy is coming. We
will ask him to stop and tell us some stories.” _

Now Uncle Jimmy was a very aged man,
bowed down with years, and so feeble that he
could not walk without the aid of his cane.
When the weather was mild, he used to take
short walks, and the children were always happy
to see him. ‘They all claimed the privilege of
calling him Uncle. One little boy ran forward
to assist him, and led him toa seat beneath a
shady tree. Ball and hoop were soon forgotten,
as they eagerly pressed round the old man, to
show him their respect; for he always had a
word for each of them.

‘Do not let me interrupt your sports, boys ;
I am fond of seeing you at your plays. I had

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98 OUR GIFT.

once as many playmates as yourselves, and en-
joyed them as well.”

The little boy who assisted him to his seat,
replied, ‘‘ We had rather hear you talk to us, if
you please, sir; for we have not seen you for so
long a time.”

«True, true, I have been housed up, and it is
rare, nowadays, that I walk so far as this.
I’m glad to see you all so well and happy. If
you wish to keep so, be always temperate, and
do not neglect your duties. Whenever con-
science whispers to you, ‘I have done my duty,’
you will enjoy the sports allowed you.

‘‘T have now in my mind the memory of an
old friend. It is indeed pleasant to think of
him. He was remarkable for his industry, even
when very young; yet at play he was as merry
as the merriest of us. His mind and his heart
were in it. He became a very superior scholar.
Some of you may think that it was because he
had superior talents, that he thus excelled in
scholarship. It is true, he had rare talents; but
by his industry he made every talent ten talents ;



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DEDICATION.

WE offer no words of inspired thought,

No gems from the mines of wisdom brought,
No flowers of language to deck the page,

No borrowed glories of Muse or Sage ;

But an offering simple and pure we bring,

And a wreath of wild roses around it fling ;

Not culled from the shades of enamelled bowers,
But watered by love’s own gentle showers.

In tones of affection we here would speak ;

To waken an echo of love we seek ;

We mingle our tears for the early dead,

To the land of spirits before us fled.

While a moral we humbly would here entwine
With the flowers we lay on affection’s shrine,
We pray that the light of religion may dawn,
To brighten our pathway each coming morn.
Then with love for each other OUR Girt we bring,
And love for the memories that round it cling,
And trust in the hopes that are lighted here,

To burn with new brightness each passing year.
And as Time moves on with unceasing tread,
And the flowers of youth are withered and dead,
May no sigh of regret to the past be given,

As it peacefully fades in the light of Heaven.
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PREFACE.

‘Our Grrr’ has been prepared as a token
of affection for our Sunday school Pupils, and it
is hoped that it may serve a similar purpose in
the hands of other teachers. It has been said,
that ‘He who gives his thought, gives a part
of himself.” Tt was this idea that suggested
the offering we now bring. We do not claim
for it especial excellence. We are aware that
its pages have not uniform merit. When we
state that they are from the pens of twenty-five
different teachers, few of whom are accustomed
to write for the public eye, we offer the only
apology for the imperfections of the work, which,
in our judgment, the circumstances of the case
demand. If this explanation shall not cause the
critic to throw the work aside, we would welcome
him to whatever pleasure he may find in its
perusal. Of the defects which it contains, we
prefer to share jointly the responsibility ; and
8 PREFACE.

have, therefore, omitted to attach signatures to
the several articles. The shorter paragraphs,
scattered through the work, embody ideas from
several contributions which have been excluded
by its narrow limits. Such as it is, we present
it to the public generally, and especially to our
pupils, as a slight token of the ardent love we
bear them, humbly praying that the moral lessons
it contains may find a place in their hearts, and
contribute to the formation of such a character as
involves within itself the highest form of blessing.

{ TEACHERS OF THE SCHOOL STREET
UNIVERSALIst SuNDAY ScHooL,
( BosTon.
CONTENTS.

PAGE.
Dedication, 5
Preface, . 7
Remember me, 11
Honor thy Parents, 13
Uncharitable Judgment, ‘ 23
Boys become Men, . : : 29
To the Portrait of Father Ballou, 30
Susan’s Repentance and Appeal to her Elder Sister, 32
Little Emma, ; 35
The Old Sabbath aati ‘ 39
The Hunter, and his Dog Jowler—A Fable, 41
Take Care of your Books, . ° ‘ - 45
My Niece, ‘ ° ; : ° 46
Teachers’ Library, 50
Scholars’ Library, ° ° 50
Agatha, ; 51
Responsibility, . ; ‘ ‘ 55
Duty of Parents, 55
A Scholar’s Remembrance of the Pic-Nic of 1850, 56
Rain Drops, 60
Obey the Rules, 61
10 CONTENTS.

The Ways of Providence,
To Alberta,

The Discontented Sudtitind Fable,

School Street Society,

The Example of the Bee,

The Morning Walk,

True Satisfaction,

Female Education,

Summer Thoughts—A Fable,
A Talk with the Children,
Uncle Jimmy,

The Child’s Dream of iene
The Influence of Sabbath Schools,
Memory,

A Biographical Sketch,

The Sabbath School Boys,
Fear of Death,

Ill Temper,

Reading, ; °
A Sabbath School endidiens
Christ and Duty,

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83

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100
102
105
108
118
129
130
132
137
141
OUR GIFT.



“REMEMBER ME.”

‘‘ REMEMBER me!” How swift the tide

Of memory glideth o’er the past;

Those sunny hours so quickly sped,
Perchance a few with clouds o’ercast.

But memory hath more lasting flowers,
Which Time’s rude hand éan ne’er efface,

The sweets we cull from friendship’s bowers,
The gems affection’s altar grace.

‘Remember me!’’ In youth’s bright morn
Those simple words so lightly spoken,
ar into future years may reach,
And wake a spell which ne’er is broken.
A star to gleam in Memory’s sky,
A line on Memory’s page to glow,
A stnile to offer at her shrine,
Or tears which from her springs shall flow.
12 REMEMBER ME.

_ 6 Remember me!” As one by one
The cherished ties of earth are torn,
The magic spell which Memory weaves,
Shall long in kindred hearts be worn.
And when the last farewell is said,
A solace to each heart shall be
The memory of that love which spoke
In parting tones, ‘‘ Remember me!”
HONOR THY PARENTS.
CONVERSATION I.
“‘ Honor thy father and thy mother.”

‘** Well, Clara,” said Mary, as they left the
church, ‘‘ shall we go now and take a walk be-
fore we go home? Look, there are William
Johnson and George Field waiting to see which
way we shall turn, in order to accompany us.”

‘“‘ Not this afternoon,” answered Clara, ‘I
think we had better go home.”

They continued their way homeward until they
reached the street where Clara lived, and were '
about to part, when Mary asked her companion
at what time she would meet her the next morn-
ing to take a long walk, adding that William and
George would go with them.

‘T will ask mother,” replied Clara, ‘*and if
she is willing, I will meet you at six o’clock.”

2
14 OUR GIFT.

‘¢ Flow is this,’’ said Mary, ‘* you never used
to say you would ask your mother ; besides, there
can be no possible objection to our going to take
a walk.”

“True,” rejoined Clara, “there can be no ob-
jection to our taking a walk ; but we have never
told our mothers that William and George are in
the habit of going with us.”

‘Well, I don’t see any great harm in their
going with us,” continued Mary, with a tone
which indicated that she did not see any harm
whatever in it.

‘« Perhaps there is not, and yet, Mary, I have
thought that there might be ; therefore, I prefer
to speak to my mother about it.”’

« And pray, Miss Clara, what has made you
so conscientious all at once ?””

‘J will tell you, Mary. You recollect that
on the last Sabbath, our pastor took for his text,
the fifth commandment.”

‘¢ Yes, I do.”

‘Well, something which he said, caused me
to think more about these words than I ever did
HONOR THY PARENTS. 15

before ; and the more I think of them, the more
convinced I am, that we do not consider and re-
flect upon them so much as we ought to.”

‘‘ Let me see,’’ said Mary, ‘‘ Honor thy father
and thy mother ;’’— ‘‘ Well, I am sure I do
honor my father and my mother; I obey them
when they give me a command, and I love them
with all my heart. What more can Ido?”

‘*So I reasoned before, but when I sat down
alone in my chamber, a good many things came
to my mind, to convince me that I was wrong.”

‘* Well,” added Mary, ‘‘ let me have the bene-
fit of your reflections.”’

‘“‘ Why, in this very instance of going to walk,
I had always asked my mother’s consent, and she
had given it; but I never told her where we
went, or who went with us, which now appears
to me wrong. Our mothers are much older than
we are, and have had much more experience than
we have, and there may be wrong in doing what
appears to us quite harmless.”’

‘For the life of me,’ interrupted Mary, “I
cannot think there can possibly be any harm in
such a slight occurrence. However, say nothing
16 OUR GIFT.

to your mother to-night ; but go with us to-mor-
row morning, and then you can mention it .to
her, and see what she says.”

“TI beg your pardon, Mary ; but you said just
now, you could not see what possible harm there
could be in so slight an occurrence, and yet your
request to put off mentioning this to my mother,
shows that you have some misgivings on the sub-
ject.”

Mary reflected for a moment. © Clara,”’ said
she, ‘if you have no objection, I will go home
with you, and hear what your mother will say.”’

“J shall be delighted to have you,” was the
answer.

Mary Winthrop and Clara Spaulding had ar-
rived at the ages of fourteen and fifteen years, a
time of life which is peculiarly critical for girls.
At no age do they more require the advice of
a mother, and at no age are they less inclined to
seck it. This would seem to be a natural dis-
inclination, so prevalent is it. These were both
good girls, but, as may be judged from the con-
versation we have just related, Clara was the
HONOR THY PARENTS. 17

more thoughtful, while Mary was very apt to act
without much reflection. She possessed, however,
this noble trait; she was always ready to ac-
knowledge her error, when it was pointed out to
her, and would endeavor to avoid repeating it.

Mrs. Spaulding had reached home when the
girls entered. She was a woman of excellent
sense, and a mother indeed to her children.
Mary frankly told her all the conversation which
had passed between Clara and herself, and then
waited for her opinion.

“Tt makes me truly happy,”’ said Mrs. S., “ that
you have come to me in this free and open man- »
ner ; and I am very glad that my dear Clara has
reflected so much upon the text. In itself, there
is not much harm in taking a walk with William
Johnson and George Field, and yet it is not
proper for you to do so, without the knowledge
and consent of your parents. William and
George are not bad boys, and perhaps would be
called by people generally, good ones; still, I
have remarked a certain levity in their manner,
which if only occasional, might be called good

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18 OUR GIFT.

humor, but which, recurring as it does at all
times and on all occasions, the Sabbath not ex-
cepted, makes me fear that their training at home
is not what I should desire to have it. For this
reason, Mary, I am nct willing that Clara should
be often in their company, nor do I think your
mother would differ from me, should you ask her.”

“T wonder,” said Mary, ‘‘ how Clara came to
think of this slight circumstance of a walk, in
connection with the commandment, ‘Honor thy
father and thy mother.’ ”’

“T thought she had sufficiently explained that,
herself,” replied Mrs. Spaulding. ‘‘ I wish both
of you, and not only you, but all young persons,
would think a good deal more on this subject. I
remember when I was of your age, that many
things occurred which I omitted to mention to
my mother, but which it would have been much
better for me, if I had told her. Sometimes these
concerned my bodily health, and I am sure that

I had informed her of them at the time, I
should now have a much better constitution than
I possess. At other times, I neglected to ask her
advice about what I thought were small matters ;
HONOR THY PARENTS. 19

but the result proved that I should have been
saved much trouble had I consulted her.”’

“Tn fact,’ continued Mrs. S., ‘‘ the command
to honor thy father and thy mother, is far more
comprehensive, and exacts many more duties,
than the young, and, I am sorry to say, the old
too, are willing to recognize. The young are too
apt to think, when they get into their teens, that
there are a great many things about which there
is no need of asking their parents’ advice and
counsel ; that they know, then, about as well as
their parents what they ought to do; and, by the
time they get to be eighteen or nineteen years
of age, a good deal better. But, my dear chil-
dren, it is not so. And the young who reason
and act thus, will soon cease to honor their father
and mother. No! The Almighty Father, in
giving this as one of the ten commandments to
the children of Israel, knew the vanity of our
nature. He knew how unwilliug the young are
to learn from the experience of the old, and he
therefore proclaimed this command, that they
might have it constantly before their eyes.
20 OUR GIFT.

‘‘T have said, this is a comprehensive com-
mand. ‘To honor thy father and thy mother is
not merely to show them outward respect. It em-
braces numberless duties, and among them this ;
the duty, while you are young, of doing nothing
without their knowledge and consent, when you
are in a situation to ask it.

‘Be assured of one thing. If you are about
to go anywhere, or do anything, and a doubt
arises in your mind whether it is necessary to
ask your mother’s permission, be certain that
you ought to ask it. The very doubt in your
own mind is sufficient evidence of the fact.

“Get into the habit of talking with your
mother upon every subject ; your diversions, your
studies, your health. Never conceal anything
from her. Is she not your mother? Did she
not give you being? Who then shall you look
up to, if not to her?”’

“©,” interrupted Mary, “I have sometimes
begun to talk to my mother about many things
which I did not exactly understand, but some-
how or other she was not willing to answer my
questions.”
HONOR THY PARENTS. 91

“Perhaps,” said Mrs. Spaulding, “you did
not take a proper occasion, or she may have been
very busy about something else. You ought
always to endeavor to take a proper time for
everything. At the same time,” she continued,
‘‘T am sorry to say that there are some mothers
who think children cannot be talked to, and rea-
soned with, till they are of age. This is a mis-
taken idea. Children have reasoning faculties,
and the sooner we begin to converse with them
accordingly, the sooner will those faculties be
developed. With this view, we ought always to
encourage them to give us their confidence on all
occasions, gratify their curiosity, and allow them
to talk upon every subject to us. If we do not
act thus, they will soon abstain from that frank
manner with which children ought always to lay
open their whole hearts to their parents.”’

“O yes,” cried Mary; “there is Emma
Woodbury,— I do not believe she ever asks her
mother’s advice.”’

“No,” said Clara, “and there is Jane Clif.
ton’s mother,—”
22 OUR GIFT.

“ Stop, my dears,” interrupted Mrs. Spaulding,
“these remarks of yours remind me that there
is another subject, about which I should like to
have a conversation with you; and if your moth-
er, Mary, will give you permission to come home
with Clara, after school to-morrow afternoon, I
will tell you what it is.”

«© yes, I know she will,” replied Mary.
“Indeed, yesterday, I should not have thought
of asking her; but now, after what I have heard
from your lips, I shall not do anything, or go
anywhere, without asking her consent.”

“T am glad,” responded Mrs. Spaulding,
“that you remember this lesson so well. Now,
Mary, you had better go home ; and may neither
of you ever think otherwise than seriously, of the
divine command, to ‘ honor thy father and thy
mother ;’ and remember that few persons have
ever come to harm when they grew up, who in
their youth obeyed it.”
UNCHARITABLE JUDGMENT.
CONVERSATION II.

‘‘Cast out the beam from thine own eye, then shalt
thou see clearly to cast the mote out of thy brother’s

eye.”

Mary’s mother cheerfully gave her leave to go
home with Clara, the next day. She knew and
highly esteemed Mrs. Spaulding, and was very
glad that her daughter should be intimate with
her family.

Mrs. Spaulding greeted the girls with a smile
and a kind word ; then said, “ Mary, you began
last evening to make a remark about Emma
Woodbury. Will you tell me what you were
egoing to say?”



“ Certainly,” replied Mary; “I was going to
say that Emma scarcely ever asked the advice of
her mother, or her consent to do anything or go
anywhere ; and I know a great many girls who
act in the same way.”
24 OUR GIFT.

“ And I,’ added Clara, “ intended to say that
Jane Clifton’s mother was one of those whom
you spoke of, as never conversing with children
in a rational and reasoning manner.”

“T guessed as much,” said Mrs. Spaulding.
“T told you,” she continued, “there was another
point upon which I wished to say a few words
to you.” Can you think what it is?”

“T cannot,’ said Mary. “Nor I either,”
said Clara; “certainly, I see no harm in the
words we uttered.”

“True,’’ responded Mrs. Spaulding, “ there
was no harm. It was not the words you spoke,
but the tone in which they were spoken, that
attracted my attention; as if you were glad to
be able to point out somebody to whom the
reproof could be applied. This failing is a com-
mon one, and our Savior may have had it i
view, when he said to ‘his followers, on the
mount, ‘ Cast out the beam from thine own eye ;
and then shalt thou see clearly to cast the mote
out of thy brother’s eye.” My object now, my
dear children, is to caution you against a failing,
UNCHARITABLE JUDGMENT. 25

which is almost universal, namely, of seeing dis-
tinetly and reproving faults in others, while we
appear to be quite unconscious that we ourselves
are in the practice of the same or worse defects.
“This blemish develops itself in a variety of
ways. The pastor preaches an excellent sermon,
wherein is contained some allusion to faults which
ought to be corrected. If the people had treas-
ured up in their hearts all his exhortations, they
would not have forgotten one which he has often
endeavored to impress upon their minds; I mean,
the duty of -selfcommunion, self-examination ;
and when he should have occasion to allude to
faults, they would, one and all, ask themselves,
‘Am I guilty of this wrong? Let me see; and
if I am, let me correct it in future.’ Instead of
‘this, how frequently do we hear such expressions
s these: ‘ The remarks in the sermon this morn-
¢.. applied to Mr. A or Mrs. B, very well, and
it is to be hoped they will see it, and profit by it.’
Now if such individuals, instead of trying to find
others who are guilty of the wrong indicated,
would only carefuliy look within themselves, ten
3
26 OUR GIFT.

chances to one they would find that they deserved
the rebuke as much as any one else.

“ Qhildren insensibly contract the same bad habit
of looking very sharply for the faults of others,
never once thinking that they may have some,
which, if not precisely the same, may be even
worse. Thus if the pastor, superintendent, or
one of the teachers, addresses the Sabbath school,
calling the attention of the scholars generally to
any fault, each scholar ought to ask himself at
once, ‘Is it 1?’ and not look round complacently
and ask, ‘ Who can it be?’ or say, ‘ I guess the
speaker means to refer to Lilly A or Edgar B.’ ”’

“Well,” said Mary, ‘‘I must confess that I
have done this often, and without being conscious
of any wrong feelings ; some how or other, I did
not consider that the reproof belonged to me ; or
ever ask myself if I had committed the fouls
which was exposed.”

“ For this reason, I remarked,”’ continued Mrs.
S., “that children insensibly contract this habit
from their parents; and the defect extends to
physical as well as moral errors. Not long since,
UNCHARITABLE JUDGMENT. 27

I had an interesting conversation with Mr. R., a
well-known philanthropist and physiologist, who
is devoting his life to the alleviation of some of
the ills of human existence. He told me that, a
short time before, he delivered a lecture to pa-
rents ca the physical training of their children,
and pointed out the great mistakes which are
often made. On retiring, said he, I overheard
many remarks, but not one spoke as if I had ad-
dressed him. Every one could point to some one
else who might well profit by the lecture ; but not
one would believe that I meant to say to each
individual present, as Nathan said unto David,
‘Thou art the man.’ ”’

> observed Clara, “I never felt

‘“‘T am sure,’
the full force of this saying of our Savior be-
fore, although I have readit a hundred times.
I shall read the whole chapter again, carefully,
to-night.’’

“ And so will I,’’ added Mary.

‘* Doso, my children,” said Mrs. S., “and read
in the same careful spirit the whole Sermon

on the Mount, and all our Savior’s teachings.
28 OUR GIFT.

Many people, old and young, read the New Test-
ament because they are told to, without thinking
that there is an active, living principle in it, a
thought to be treasured up and carried out in
our daily lives, in almost every word the Master
uttered. Those who do read it in the true spirit,
find new pleasure and new instruction every time
they peruse it.

“ And finally, to come back to our subject,
when you hear your schoolmates making un-
charitable remarks about others, use all your in-
fluence, especially by your own example, to make
them correct the habit. And when you hear a
sermon in church, or an address in the school,
where any faults are exposed, ask yourselves if
the rebuke applies to you; and if it does, set
about correcting the fault immediately. Do
this always. ‘ Cast the beam out of thine own eye,’
correct your own errors, then will you see clearly
to ‘cast the mote out of thy brother’s eye.’ ”’

Mary returned home that evening well pleased
with the two conversations she had taken part in ;
and better still, she and Clara profited by them.
BOYS BECOME MEN. 29

I am happy to add, that their schoolmates are
gradually correcting many evil habits by the
good example of these two girls; and thus Mary
and Clara have the double satisfaction of improv-
ing their own conduct, and of being instrumental
in improving that of others.

Boys pecome Men. If you were to be boys
always, and didn’t need to know anything more
than just enough to enable you to enjoy your
sports from day to day, it would not be so ne-
cessary, perhaps, as it nowis, to attend strictly
to your every-day studies ; though the influences
of the Sunday school would be necessary, even
then. Boys cannot enjoy their sports together,
unless they are truthful, just, and kind; and itis
in the Sunday school that these graces are most
successfully acquired. But boys will become
men ; and all the knowledge they can acquire in
boyhood will become serviceable in manhood.
Therefore, boys should be diligent.

3*
TO THE PORTRAIT OF FATHER BALLOU,

HANGING IN MURRAY HALL,

O, much-loved features! Faithful counterpart
Of one we love, and cherish, and revere ;

Thy gentle influence shed o’er every heart,
And be thy spirit ever present here.

Look from thy quiet resting-place on us,
With that familiar smile so dear to all,

Which ever seems to speak of happiness,
And every mourner would to hope recall.

Thro’ childhood’s sunny days and youth’s bright morn,
Mid changes and mid sorrows, thou hast been

A light to guide, a hope to cheer and warm,
And to the heart bring joy and peace again.

And for thine honored form how fit the place,
Where childhood’s ear instruction would receive ;
Preside o’er all, lend all our efforts grace,
To learn God’s love, and on his word believe.

Thy Master’s faithful servant! Who, in love,
Took little children in his arms to bless ;

While looking down from his bright home above,
Through thee diffusing peace and holiness ;
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May his pure spirit ever with us dwell,
Shedding o’er all our thoughts its heavenly ray ;
Our hearts attune the song of praise to swell,
And o’er our darkness pour eternal day.

And when thou’rt left alone, to bear the name
Of him whose faithful emblem thou art made,

May thou through ages still endure the same,
Though all around thee shall decay and fade.

May his dear memory, which through thee shall live
Long in the places which his love has blest,

Shine as a beacon, life and light to give,
And hope at last in God’s eternal rest.
SUSAN’S REPENTANCE AND APPEAL TO HER
ELDER SISTER.

I once knew two sisters, the only companions
of a widowed mother, who, though they had no
relatives and but very few friends, and should
therefore have been the more closely united in
heart, were in the habit oftener of harshly re-
buking and blaming, than of encouraging, assist-
ing, and comforting each other. I often won-
dered at this, as they both had many estimable
traits of character, and could only account for it,
not excuse it, by the fact, that they had been
much separated in early life, and, since their
reunion, had had to encounter many obstacles,
and bear the weight of many heavy disappoint-
ments. I confidently hoped and believed that
the good sense of one or both of them, would in
time lead them to see their error, and the sin of
thus fretting and irritating each other. Nor was
I disappointed. The younger, whose conscience
was the most sensitive, first made the discovery,
and immediately began trying to remedy the evil,
SUSAN'S REPENTANCE. 33

and to induce her sister to aid her in the en-
deavor. Imagining some of her thoughts and
feelings, I have put them in rhyme.

We have done wrong, dear sister; and I’m very sad
to-day :

For I have felt how far we’ve strayed from wisdom’s
blessed way ;

Have felt how much of angry strife hath dwelt within
our hearts, [departs.

And how, when that has entered in, Life’s happiness

We have done wrong, dear sister; for we have not
patient been,

But answered often hasty words by hasty words again ;

And when we should with gentle acts have soothed
each other’s care, [bear.

We've made by cold indifference our lot more hard to

We have done wrong, dear sister ; I remember how we’ve
grieved

Our widowed mother’s anxious heart, so long of joy
bereaved ;

O, were we loving, good, and kind, and all our murmur-
ings o’er, [face once more ?

Might not the smiles come back again and light her

I know our lot in life, thus far, hath not been smooth
and fair ; :
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That often much of toil and ill has fallen to our share ;
But why, dear sister, why should we ourselves the load

increase ? [and peace?
Why, by our jangling and our strife, shut out all joy

And more: we have offended God ; this day I feel and
know

We have forgotten his commands, and gained us nought
but woe.

O join with me as, filled with grief, most earnestly I
pray,

That he will yet be merciful, and take our sin away.

‘* Love thou each other;” *love all men ;”? and love
shall make you free ;
Thus said the Savior, Jesus; and let this owr watch-

word be ;
Let us each other love; and pray that gentle thoughts
may come, [home.

And gentle words and acts may make an Eden of our

Forgive me now, dear sister, all the anger I have shown,

And all my past unkindness, through the years already
flown ;

T’ll love thee faithfully and true, and lay all harshness
by ;

To be my loving sister, then, wilt thou not also try?
LITTLE EMMA.

One Saturday afternoon, little Emma came
into her mother’s room, and said to her, ‘‘ Mother,
may I go with Abba to her Sunday school? She
says, they are all so happy there.”

‘My child,’ said her mother, “why do you
wish to leave your own school and go to a strange
one?”

“Because, mother, Abba has often told me
what a good school they have, and how much she
loves it.””

“Well, as you are very anxious to go, I will
grant your request this once, on condition that it
must never be repeated.”

The next morning, this pleasant little girl was
up very early to make ready to go with her friend
to the new Sabbath school.

She was delighted with all she saw and heard ;
and when the pastor took her by the hand, she
said to herself, ‘‘ I wish mother would permit me
to come here every Sunday. I will ask her, at
any rate.’”’? After the school was dismissed, she
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went home, revolving in her mind what she should
say to obtain her mother’s consent.

Her mother observed how thoughtful she ap-
peared, and said to her, ‘* Emma, how did you
like Abba’s Sunday school ?”

“Oh, mother ! I was so happy ; do let me go
there. They sing so sweetly, and the pastor was
so kind. He had an affectionate word for all.
Their superintendent, too, was so pleasant, I know
I should love him.”’

Her mother said to her, with a very sorrowful
countenance, “‘ Do you know, my child, that they
teach very erroneous doctrines there, in regard to
a future life? They teach that all will be event-
ually holy and happy, both the good and the
bad.”’

‘ But, mother, I should think it would make
us all happy to believe so. The minister told us
that ‘God is Love ;’ and that cannot be a bad
doctrine. I am sure I would much rather think
so, than that he would hate any of us, for you
have often told me that hatred was very wicked.
I cannot think that a good and wise being would
LITTLE EMMA. 37

do that which you have taught me is wrong.
Then they all seem to love each other dearly.
They are like a pleasant family of brothers and
sisters. Do let me go, will you not, dear mother?
I should be so happy.”

Her mother said many things to convince her
that it was not right to change her school. But
she was very unhappy, and said so often, ‘Do
let me go,” that her mother consented to gratify
her ; thinking, perhaps, that she would soon tire
of it.

Sunday came, and Emma was nearly the first
one there ; so anxious was she to be in season.

She entered the schoolroom with a bright and
happy face, and when the superintendent came to
her, she said, “I have come to join your Sabbath
school. Will you receive me?”

To add to her joy, the superintendent gave
her a seat in the same class with her friend Abba,
who was a very kind and good little girl; and
she found a number of others in the class who
were very glad to see her there. One little girl
lent her a book to study, and when the teacher

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38 OUR GIFT.

gave her a lesson for the next Sabbath, she said,
“T have a lesson now. J'anny lent me her book,
and I have already learned a lesson from it.”

This pleased her teacher very much; for she
thought that there were many little girls who
would have been very glad of such an excuse to
put off their lessons. Ever after, she was very
constant in her attendance, always had her les-
sons very perfect, and never stayed at home,
even if it chanced to be arainy day; for she
would say, ‘“‘ My teacher will be there ; and Iam
sure if she is there, I can go. Besides, I know
it will make her very happy to see me always in
my place.”

In this way did this good little Emma continue
to go on, acquiring knowledge, and gaining the
love and good-will of all who knew her. She
was always happy and cheerful; kind to her pa-
rents, obliging to her brothers and sisters, ever
ready to assist the poor and destitute, having a
kind word and a happy smile for all. And this
she learned from that one great and ennobling
truth, that “ God is Love.”’
THE OLD SABBATH SCHOOLROOM.

A PARODY.

How dear to our hearts is that old Sabbath schoolroom,

Which each Sunday morning presents to our view;

The seats, the piano, the portrait that’s near it,

And ey’ry loved thing which ourmemory knew.

Our dearly-loved pastor, his wife who comes with him,

Our Superintendent, and dear Mrs. G.,

The teachers, the pupils, and faithful Librarians,

We each Sabbath morning invariably see. [schoolroom,
That old Sabbath schoolroom, that dearly-loved
That blessed old schoolroom where all love to be.

That old Sabbath schoolroom we hail as a treasure ;

For often, when weary and anxious with care,

We’ve found it the place of a heavenly pleasure

We seek for with ardor, but find not elsewhere.

How eager we enter, with hearts that are glowing,

And quick to our places, — we all know them well, —

And then with our song-books, and souls overflowing,

The anthem of praise we unitedly swell. [schoolroom,
That old Sabbath schoolroom, that dearly-loved
That blessed old schoolroom we all love so well.

Blest truth,—from our teachers with joy we receive it,—
That God is our Father, our Savior and Friend!
There’s nought so alluring could tempt us to leave it,
Though fraught with all pleasures the fancy can lend.
40 OUR GIFT.

And when far removed to some distant location,

The tears of regret will intrusively swell,

As mem’ry reverts to our former vocation,

And longs for the schoolroom we all loved so well. [room,
That old Sabbath schoolroom, that dearly-loved school-
That blessed old schoolroom we all love so well.
THE HUNTER, AND HIS DOG JOWLER.

A FABLE.

A famous hunter in the woodland country had
a dog which was particularly fond of certain kinds
of game, but exceedingly averse to other kinds
of much better flavor. Now it happened that,
whenever the hunter wished to give chase to
moose or deer, Jowler was sure to scare up a
woodchuck, or some still filthier game, leaving
the deer to make good his escape.

Day after day thus passed away, leaving the
hunter’s labors no suitable reward. It was in
vain that the hunter expostulated with his dog.
Neither threats nor blows were of any avail.
When the master would hunt one thing, the dog
was sure to be hunting something else.

At length, both master and dog seemed to tire
of their constant conflict, and to desire some ad-
justment, whereby each might accommodate his
own taste to some extent, and yet live in har-
mony with the other. With this view, a friendly
conference was held, in which Jowler appeared

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42, OUR GIFT.

so tenacious, that the hunter well-nigh despaired
of any adjustment whatever.

It was, however, finally agreed, that Jowler
should hunt game to his own taste five days in
the week, and devote the remaining hunting day
to such game as his master preferred. Jowler,
however, was careful to stipulate that, if he
chanced to find himself ill, or not in hunting
trim, on the sixth day, he should be consider-
ately dealt by, and not forced to go beyond his
strength.

The arrangements being fully made, a paper
was drawn up containing the articles of agree-
ment, and both Jowler and the hunter affixed
their names thereto. Jowler, no doubt, congrat-
ulated himself on having it all to his liking five
days out of six; while the hunter, perhaps, flat-
tered himself that the taste of venison one day
in the week, would so improve the standard of
Jowler’s tastes, as to bend him, at length, alto-
gether to his own wishes.
~ For a while, things seemed to promise well,
under the new arrangement. By and by, when
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the day for hunting venison came round, Jowler
was sick, and told his master he could n’t hunt
that day. So his master very considerately ex-
cused him, according to the terms of their agree-
ment.

It was not long, however, before Jowler re-
fused to hunt for another reason. He said, he
had followed his own game with such constancy
and alacrity for the five days, that he was too
much exhausted to hunt venison on the sixth
day. He must rest from any farther fatigue ;
and claimed the continued indulgence of his
master, by virtue of their contract.

The hunter urged in vain that Jowler had vir-
tually violated the contract; for although it was
stipulated that he should not be compelled to the
chase to his personal detriment, yet it was im-
plied, of course, that he should use the same
precaution to be in hunting trim on the sixth
day, as he did to be so on the other five. While
the fact was, he purposely deprived himself of
rest during the five days, that he might be com
pelled to employ the sixth as a day of rest, thus
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virtually appropriating the whole time to his own
service.

Jowler, however, pretended not. to be con-
vinced of his wrong. Nor did his dishonesty
stop here. His master soon discovered that,
while he was pretending to be unable from his
excessive fatigue to hunt venison, he was really
continuing to hunt his own game, as on the other
five days.

Thus did he go on, his old loves gaining
strength day by day, and impelling him to a
total disregard of his contract in order to indulge
them, until his master would bear with him no
longer, but drove him from his door.

Having deprived himself of the care of so
good a master, he soon fell into still greater
irregularities ; and a neighboring shepherd, sus-
pecting him of committing depredations upon
his flock, killed him, thus terminating his vicious
career.

Morat.—Excessive engagedness in worldly
TAKE CARE OF YOUR BOOKS. 45

labors six days in the week, is no sufficient ex-
cuse for the neglect of public worship on the
seventh ; and a vicious love, continually indulged,
is quite sure to root out even our good resolu-
tions.

Taxe Carx or Your Booxs.—Suppose you
loan a book to a friend, would you not consider
it his imperative duty to take the best of care of
it, as though it were his own, and return it in as
good condition as it was when taken? Certainly
you would. ‘Then the same duty devolves upon
you, asa member of the Sunday school. The
school lends you books, and expects you to
take good care of them, and return them early.
This is no trifling duty. If you have a right to
be negligent, every other scholar must have the
same right, and the Library would be speedily
ruined. ‘Thus your negligence greatly wrongs
others. Therefore, children, take care of your
books.
MY NIECE.

I know a darling little girl,
With silky, chestnut hair,

Which falls in many a dancing curl,
Around her shoulders fair.

Her eyes are very dark and soft,
And round their curtained bed,

I’ve seen the fairy smiles full oft
Their radiant beauty shed.

Her very tears are like the rain
Which falls in summer’s hour;

Quick turned to glittering gems again,
As sun succeeds to shower.

This witching child is very small;
Her feeble, tiny hands,

Can scarcely tend the mammoth doll,
Which so much care demands.

Then, though her voice is very sweet,
She does but little more

Than simple childish songs repeat,
And prattle baby lore.
MY NIECE. 47

She cannot skip, for ah! she’s lame;
One soft, white foot denies

Its aid, her body to sustain,
And weak and powerless lies.

Yet, strange to say, a crown she wears,
Which claims our homage mute ;

And in her hand a sceptre bears,
Whose sway we ne’er dispute.

From whence doth come the wondrous power
She never fails to wield —

Making strong hearts and wills, each hour,
To her light wishes yield ?

If but a touch of grief appear
To veil that bright, pure face ;
If sickness cast its shadows there,
Or pain its dark lines trace ;

How anxious every means we take,
The ill to drive away!

And cheerfully, for her dear sake,
Would watch both night and day.

And when the light of coming health
Brightens that clear, dark eye,

What joy is ours! priceless wealth,
Karth’s gold can never buy.
OUR GIFT.

She makes us cast aside our book,
Though filled with learning rare ;
To work is vain, when fun’s arch look

Those beaming features wear,

Whenee is this spell? I can but think
That, in sweet childhood’s hour,

E’er yet the soul has learned to drink
From knowledge’ fount of power ;

Or felt what virtue is, or known
Life’s sins, not yet begun;

Or seen how thick life’s path is strown
With dangers it must shun ;

A spirit pure doth come, to dwell
In these fresh-bursting minds,

Who weaves round them the powerful spell
Our hearts so firmly binds ;

Our holier thoughts through them to wake ;
Our earth-dimmed vision clear;

And through their purity, to make
All holy things more dear.

If so, where speeds that Spirit, when
The soul has gathered strength —
The child, become with busy men,
A busy man at length ?
MY NIECE. 49

Where has our childhood’s Spirit gone ?
How have we lost the charm,

Thus thrown around life’s early morn,
Keeping us safe from harm ?

Ay! whither speeds it? Rather say
Is it not always by,

Though, through the dust of life’s noonday,
We may not see it nigh;

Nor when dark clouds of sin would veil
Ali glory from our sight;

And make both heart and hope to fail,
And brightness turn to night ?

But when, midst virtue’s clearer air,
The eye no hindrance knows,

How radiant stands the angel there!
What holy gifts bestows !

My darling niece, whose form of grace
Has made these thoughts arise,
I’m sure this angel oft I trace
In those clear depths—thine eyes.

And bursting forth from my full heart,
My prayers to heaven ascend,

That earth’s dark changes ne’er may part
Thee and thy angel friend.

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50 OUR GIFT.

That purity may always be
The medium, clear and bright,
Through which may ever shine on thee
Heaven’s own unclouded light.



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Teacuers’ Liprary.—The Teachers’ Library
connected with the School street Universalist
Sunday school, was commenced in 1841, when
67 volumes were collected for that purpose.—
Great care has been taken in selecting volumes
for this library. At this time, 1850, it num-
bers 194 valuable books.





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Scuotars’ Liprary.—The foundation of the
Scholars’ Library, connected with the School
street Universalist Sunday school, was laid in
the year 1835. The number of volumes, in 1840,
amounted to 400, of which 100 needed repair-
ing. Some 50 volumes were added during 1841,
Additions continued to be made from year to
year, till the spring of 1850, when the the num-
ber was increased to 700 volumes
AGATHA.

Little Agatha was a Sabbath school scholar.
She lived in a rural district of Scotland. Her
father’s dwelling was surrounded by trees and
flowers, and near by a little sparkling rivulet
wandered onward, now murmuring along by its
rocky bed and dancing over bright pebbles, and
now wending its way silently through the valley,
journeying onward to mingle with kindred waters.

Agatha loved to’ roam through these shady
glens, and often would she stand upon the mar-
gin of the little stream, and, gazing down, fancy
that she saw a beautiful little angel in the pure
waters. She sometimes waited a long time,
hoping it might speak to her, little dreaming that
her sweet angel was but the reflection of her own
innocent face and golden ringlets from the mir-
rored surface. She loved the little brook, and
walked among the wild flowers upon its banks,
herself as pure and innocent as Spring’s earliest
blossoms. She was never lonely in her rural
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bowers ; for the brook, the birds, and the flowers,
ever spoke to her heart in tones of love.

But one day her teacher told her that wicked
spirits were ever flying about, trying to lead
away little children into their company, and
make them as wicked as themselves. This much
disquieted Agatha, for she had never learned
before that aught existed save innocence and
joy. At first, she feared to wander out alone,
into the “great temple of nature,” as she was
wont, lest she should meet some of those ma-
licious beings. She dared not look into the pure
waters, fearing that, instead of the beautiful angel
which so often met her gaze, hideous forms might
rise and drag her away into their bad company.

But her heart was soon quieted again ; for her
teacher also told her, that good beings come down
from the Spirit-land, to watch over little children,
and drive the wicked ones away. So Agatha no
longer feared to visit her favorite haunts, for she
besought the good spirits to be her guardians.
And when at night she- retired to her little
couch, she prayed the kind angels to watch over
AGATHA. . 53

and protect her from evil spirits. And. her prayer
was answered, for none but good spirits ever vis-
ited the heart of Agatha. She was always punctu-
al at Sabbath school; and one day after looking
around in vain for one of her mates, she was
very much troubled to learn that she had been
led a long way off, by a company of evil spirits.
She longed to tear the unfortunate victim from
their grasp; but her teacher told her, that the
celestial beings alone could save her, and she
must pray to them.

So Agatha went home, and walked out among
the flowers, thinking the celestial spirits would
delight to linger in so pure a spot, and kneeling
amid a cluster of roses, she prayed them to fly
to the rescue of her misled companion. And —
everywhere that Agatha thought pure enough
for the abode of the good spirits, would she go
and pray that her friend might be restored. At
night she would look up to the stars, and en-
treat the same good beings to come down from
their pure, bright dwellings, and lead back the
straying one. Her prayers were soon answered,

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54 OUR GIFT.

and when she next went to Sabbath school, she
was almost overjoyed to find her little friend at
her accustomed place. Little Mary (for she it
was who had been led away) seemed very hap-
py to get back again. She kissed her school-
mates, and said she would never leave them
more. But she told them a sad tale of Sin-land ;
how the evil ones would not suffer her to sleep,
lest, in her slumbers, the good spirits might visit
her and take her away ; — that they would not
let her walk among the flowers, for good spirits
are there. And for a long time they watched her
very closely, and directed her steps in their path-
way.

But, at length, when she became faint and
_ weary, the ministering angels came to her assist-
ance, took her in their arms, and folding her
weary limbs in their white robes, bore her back
to her anxious companions. No one rejoiced
more than did Agatha, that the heavenly mes-
sengers had led Mary back. :

Their teacher said that her school was a little
garden of flowers, which she was rearing for
RESPONSIBILITY. 55

heaven. But Agatha was the most innocent
flower there, and ready to bloom in the garden
of paradise. The kind heavenly guides thought
her too pure for earth, and they would fain have
her companionship in their purer regions. So
they bore her away on wings of love to their
heavenly home.

May every Sabbath school scholar be, like
Agatha, led by celestial spirits.

Responsipitity.—That teacher alone, whose
eye is open to the immense value of religious in-
fluences, and who perceives the importance of
trifles in morals, can properly feel his great re-
sponsibility, or be qualified to guide the young in
the way of life.

Dury or Parents.—Parents should see that
their children understand their lessons, and that
they commit them perfectly. They will thus
both aid and encourage the superintendent and
teachers.
A SCHOLAR’S REMEMBRANCE OF THE PIC-NIC
OF 18650.

How bright, my dear mother, this sweet summer
Does everything round me appear; [morning,
The sun the tall steeples with gold is adorning,
And lights up the skies blue and clear.

All freshly around me the west wind is blowing ;
And, mother, I smell the sweet hay [ing ;
Which was left on the Common from yesterday’s mow-
How I wish they’d not take it away.

I’m sure ’tis too pleasant of school to be thinking,
Its tasks this bright day I should hate ;

Much better I’d like the fresh air to be drinking,
Than puzzle o’er book and o’er slate.

O if it were Pic-nic to-day, my dear mother,
How happy and gay I should be !

How joyful without any studies to pother,
Away in the woods to roam free.

I’m sorry ’tis over; how great was my pleasure
The whole of that beautiful day ;

I jumped, and I danced, and I sung without measure,
But ah! it so soon passed away.
PIO-NIC OF 1850. 57

How well I remember the time of our starting!
How quick the large cars we did fill!

How screamed the shrill whistle, the signal for parting !
How we flew by town, river, and hill!

We reached the sweet grove which in stillness was
waiting,
Its numerous guests to receive ;
We rested one moment, while we were debating
What wonder we first should achieve.

‘‘Let us make some green wreaths! let us gather wild
flowers!”
Said some; and they bounded away.
‘‘Let us fill up with music and dancing the hours!”
Said others, more lively and gay.

And soon every part of the wild wood was ringing
With sounds full of mirth and of glee ;

Some dizzily high in the free air were swinging,
While others climbed up the tall tree.

When called from our sports, to our dinner we hasted,
And sat on the green grassy ground ;

How keenly we relished each morsel we tasted,
While fanned by the soft air around.

Then came a loud summons, the signal for choosing
Our Queen by the mystical ring ;

We crowned her with flowers; nor feared her abusing
The honors her station might bring.
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We sang some sweet school-songs, and then our loved
pastor,

With other dear friends who were there,
Told us kindly of Jesus, the Savior and Master ;
Of God, and his fatherly care ;

Who planted the trees that were waving around us,
And the wild flowers growing below; [us,

Who all our life long with rich blessings had crowned
And watched us where’er we might go.

Then, mother, I heard all around me a whisp’ring,
And soon I found out what it meant ; [’ning

When to hallow our Pic-nic, the sweet rite of christ-
Its soft, holy influence lent.

Forth from the glad circle, their sweet infants bringing,
Came parents, with mild, thoughtful mien; [ing !

What deep, tender thoughts in all bosoms were spring-
How solemn, how sacred the scene.

And I could not keep back the hot tears, my dear
mother,

Which came thick and fast to my eyes;
For those babes made me think of my own darling
brother,
Now gone to his home in the skies.

When this service was over, my playmates came round
And drew me away to the wood; [me,

No longer light-hearted and merry they found me,
For thoughtful and sad was my mood.
PIC-NIC OF 1850. 59

So on the soft turf I sat silently thinking,
Of days when dear brother was by ;

While slowly and surely the bright sun was sinking,
Far down in the clear western sky.

Ring, ring, went the bell; and then, O, whata hustling !
All knew ’twas the signal to part;

What searching for bonnets and boxes! what bustling !
All hurrying, eager to start.

We left ere the shadows of evening were dimming
The broad fields and woods all around ; [ming
And with our swift steam-horse, again we went skim-
Through village, and meadow, and town.

We soon reached the city, and after the saying
Of cheerful ‘“‘ Good night,” to our friends,

We sought our own home without further delaying,
And the rest night to weariness sends.

"T'was a blest, happy day; and oft in my dreaming
That cool, shady grove do I see,
With its bright little spots where the sunlight lay
gleaming,
And all that was pleasant to me.

And much do I hope, when again, my dear mother,
The summer shall come with its flowers,

Our teachers will kindly allow us another
Such Pic-nic, mid Nature’s green bowers.
RAIN DROPS.

‘ bright and sparkling drops, as they fall so rapid-
ly on the green walks and beautiful flowers !
Just see how revived that little fainting flower
looks on the farther border. It was but yester-
day I thought it would die. It drooped its head
as if to avoid the rays of the scorching sun ; but
now it is as fresh as any on my little bed. Who
was so kind, mamma, as to send this gentle
shower, purposely, as I should think, to save
my favorite flower ? ”’

‘¢« Havorite,? my child, did you say? I
thought you loved them all.”

‘‘Oh, I do; but this one looked so sickly
and faint, and I have watched it so anxiously,
that it really seems dearer to me than all the
rest; just as when we are sick, mamma, you
watch us the more constantly, and love us the
more tenderly. But who did send the rain,
mamma ? ”’

‘Tt was God, my child, who caused the gen-
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tle showers, not only to cheer your heart, by
making the little flower revive, but to bless all
his children. Have you forgotten your little
verse, about God sending ‘ rain on the just, and
on the unjust?’ ”

‘““Ono; [remember it well. I think he is
very kind to remember everybody. I am sure
I shall always love him.”

‘J hope you always will. He is a lovable
being. He delights in those that are good, and
is always ready to cheer and bless them.”’

Oxry THE Rutes.—A careful regard to all .
the rules of a Sabbath school,—the rules touch-
ing the library, those concerning the time of
entrance, the general exercises, the demeanor of
the pupils and the recitations,—will greatly facil-
itate the business of the school, relieve the officers
and teachers of much of their labor, and make
the school itself beautiful for its order and har-
mony, and invaluable for its usefulness and
success.

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THE WAYS OF PROVIDENCE.

‘¢ God moves in a mysterious way,
His wonders to perform ;
He plants his footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.”

We may understand by Providence the all-
providing care of God over hiscreatures. He is
our staff. Without his aid and support, we
should sink ; all our efforts would be of no avail.
Without his sustaining power, we could not
endure the cares and troubles attending this life.
He cares for us in the broad day, urging us to
resist temptation. He watches us by night,
that no harm shall befall us. Mighty was the
power of our Savior at the marriage feast, when
he turned water into wine, and many were the
miracles he performed during his stay in this
world, in healing the sick, the lame, and the
blind. The ways of God appear mysterious to
us, because we cannot understand his motives.
We know that all he does is right, and for our
good ; therefore we should not indulge a mur-
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muring spirit at anything that may happen to us.
it is our duty, as we cannot understand His
manifold ways, and all-wise purposes, to study
deeply the Holy Scriptures, and be willing to
be taught by those wiser and better informed
than ourselves. We should confidently rely in
God’s wisdom and knowledge, which are so much
greater than ours; yielding all things to him ;
looking forward to that bright and happier world,
where there is no sorrow, and striving to make
ourselves worthy of his love, which is un-
bounded.

Puitanturopy.—He is the wisest philanthro-
pist who employs his energies and resources in
the promotion of virtue.

ee

Preparation ror Deata.—He who is prepar-
ed to live, is prepared to die. And he who thinks
and feels aright, is prepared for both.
TO ALBERTA.

And thou art gone, Alberta,
No sound shall wake thee now;
The dreamless sleep thou sleepest,
Death’s shadow on thy brow.

Like a bright summer flower,
Borne by rude winds away,

Whose odors yet shall linger,
Though the fair form decay,—

So, long thy spirit, wafted
In fragrance back to earth,
Shall bloom in memory’s bowers,
Mid plants of heavenly birth. -

We tune our harps to sadness,
And songs of sorrow sing,
And to the Father’s altar,
A mournful tribute bring.

No more thou strowest flowers
Of sunshine o’er our path ;
Thy song forever silent,
Thy voice is hushed in death,
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Yet not for thee we sorrow,
Thy sorrows all are o’er ;

Thine earthly journey ended,
Thou’st reached that happy shore,

Where spirits blest are waiting,
To welcome thee above ;
There evermore to lead thee
In realms of peace and love.

And hand in hand with angels,
Around God’s throne to stand,

Warbling sweet anthems ever,
Amid that heavenly band.

Farewell! we would not wake thee,
*T were vain to wish thee here ;

A Father’s arms receive thee,
Sleep on, nor danger fear.

Rise! and in Jesus’ kingdom
Thy blissful station take ;
A Father’s house is open,
To life immortal wake !

Ont. Alberta Richardson, aged 8 years and 4 mos. ;
a beloved member of the 2nd Universalist Sabbath
school.

G*
THE DISCONTENTED SQUIRREL.
A FABLE.

In a wood, pleasantly situated in the southern
part of



, there liveda squirrel. One day,
as it was viewing the departure of some migra-
tory birds from its neighborhood, it could not
prevent the escape of a deep sigh, accompanied
with the exclamation, ‘‘O dear! I wish some
kind fairy would make me a bird. I could then
soar toa great height, or dart swiftly through the
air. Even if I were a little fish, to play about
in the water, I should be much better satisfied
than in living here all my life, and having
nothing to do but gather nuts and acorns.’’

At that moment, a fairy, who was near, hav-
ing heard the soliloquy of the discontented squir-
rel, immediately complied with its wish, and
changed it into a beautiful bird. This amazed
the poor squirrel very much, and when it at-
tempted to call the attention of its companions
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by its customary chatter, its scream ended in a
song.

The squirrel now thought its happiness was
complete, and it concluded to make use of its
wings by a visit to some distant land. It had
not gone far before a storm arose, and it was
obliged to take shelter in a tree. It now began
to wish it was in its snug little nest with its for-
mer companions.

The storm was soon over, and our bird again
started on its journey. But just then a hunery
hawk, who had watched it for a long time,
pounced upon it. Fortunately, the fairy, who
was near, seeing the bird was sufficiently pun-
ished for its folly, took compassion on it, changed
it into a squirrel again, and placed it safely in its
own tree. The squirrel was ever afterward con-
tented.

Morat.—Every one should be contented with
his lot ; for every station in life has its own ills.
SCHOOL STREET SOCIETY.

This Society, which has exerted an influence in
the Universalist denomination second to that of
no other, was incorporated December 13, 1816.
The meeting for organization was held at the
Green Dragon tavern, on the evening of January
25,1817. Major John Brazer was chosen the first
Moderator. The Standing Committee consisted
of John Brazer, Dr. David Townsend, Edmund
Wright, Daniel E, Powars, Lemuel Packard, Jr.,
Levi Melcher, and John W. Trull, who were
directed to ascertain where a suitable lot of land
could be procured on which to erect a house of
worship. After examining several lots, the one
was selected on which the church now stands,
in School street, and it was accordingly bought
about the first of May following.

The original means for building the church,
was a subscription for shares of one hundred
dollars each ; one hundred and thirty-nine shares
being taken by forty-three persons. Of this num-
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ber, after a lapse of nearly a third of a century,
the following are still spared to us, as willing
supporters of the Society and cause to which they
devoted the meridian of their days, to wit:
William Barry, Daniel E. Powars, Wins-
low Wright, Joseph Badger, Caleb Wright
John W. Trull, Samuel Hichborn, and Job
Turner.

On Monday, May 19, 1817, the corner-stone
was laid, and within it was deposited a silver
plate, the gift of Dr. David Townsend, with this
inscription: ‘*Zhe Second Universal Church,
devoted to the Worship of the true God: Jesus
Christ being the chief Corner Stone. May 19,
1817.” The building of the house was carried
forward with energy, and on the 25th of August
the Chairman of the Committee was directed to
address a letter to Rev. Hosea Ballou, asking
him if it would meet his approbation to be con-
sidered a candidate for the office of pastor.
The house having been completed, it was
voted to dedicate the same on Wednesday, Oc-
tober 15,1817. The Rey. Thomas Jones was

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invited to preach the sermon, and Revs.
Edward Turner, Hosea Ballou, and Paul Dean,
to conduct the other services as might be
mutually agreeable to them. In consequence,
however, of the Cattle Show at Brighton taking
place on that day, it was afterwards thought ex-
pedient to postpone the Dedication until the suc-
ceeding day.

On the day following the Dedication, the So-
ciety met for the purpose of selecting a pastor ;
and the Standing Committee were instructed, by
a unanimous vote, to invite the Rev. Hosea Bal-
lou to that office, at a weekly salary of twenty-
five dollars. This vote was communicated to
him in an appropriate letter from the Chairman
of the Committee, to which the following reply
was received :—

Boston, Oct. 24, 1817.

Sir,—The eall of the Second Universalist So-
ciety in Boston, inviting me to the labors of the
Christian Ministry with them, together with the
liberal terms which accompany said invitation,


SCHOOL STREET SOCIETY. 71
has been duly considered. And after weighing
all the circumstances relative to the subject,
so far as my limited mind could comprehend
them, I have come to the conclusion that it is my
duty to accept their call on the conditions therein
stated. I largely participate the “‘ peculiar plea-
sure” afforded by the consideration of the una-
nimity of the Society, and entertain an humble
hope that, with the continuance of this harmony,
we may long continue to enjoy all spiritual bless-
ings in Christ Jesus.

The Society’s most humble servant in Christ,
Hosra Battov.
To John Brazer, Esq.

He was publicly installed on Christmas day,
December 25, 1817. Sermon, from John xx.
24, and the Fellowship of the Churches, were
given by Rev. Paul Dean ; Installing Prayer and
Charge by Rev. Edward Turner, and the Con-
cluding Prayer by Rev. Joshua Flagg.

At the annual meeting in May, 1818, the
thanks of the Society were presented to Lemuel
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Packard, Jr., Hsq., for his generous donation of
achandelier for the use of the church. The clock
now in the church was the gift of John Brazer,
Esq., probably during the time of the building
of the church.

In the summer of 1822, Mr. Ballou received
an invitation to become the pastor of the Second
Universalist Society in Philadelphia, at a larger
salary than he was then receiving. Ina letter
to his Society, Mr. B. states, that they are under
no engagement to him beyond the term of six
months; and that, his salary being barely sufi-
cient to support his family, he felt bound to lay
the invitation of the Philadelphia Society before
them for their assistance, in any decision he might
make in regard to it. The Society was accord-
ingly called together, and by a unanimous vote
his salary was raised to thirty dollars a week.
This vote being communicated to him, he inform-
ed them in reply that the salary voted him was
fully and abundantly satisfactory to him, and
that he accepted it with pleasure.

Daring the year 1836, the Society built the


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vestry in the attic story of the church, and the
following year, 1837, the interior of the church
was altered by a new pulpit, ceiling, introduction
of gas, painting, &c., at an expense of nearly
five thousand dollars. And in the year 1840, the
Society purchased the organ now in the church.

During the first years of the existence of the
Society, the singing was considered of a superior
order ; and it may be interesting to some of the
younger members of the Society to know that, in
1833, the Standing Committee approved of the
selection, by the choir, of Miss Charlotte Cush-
man, as the leading female singer. Mr. Wm.
Barry, one of the original proprietors, and at pres-
ent one of the oldest men of the congregation,
conducted this part of public worship for several
years.

In 1840, the subject of an associate pastor was
first brought forward ; and, in 1841, commenced
those unfortunate difficulties in regard to it, which
continued with little interruption until the fall of
1845, when the proprietors were called together
to act upon a proposition to sell the meeting-house,

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and wind up the affairs of the Society. This
proposition was, however, rejected, by a decisive
vote of more than two to one, out of one hundred
votes cast. During this period, the pulpit was
supplied one half the time by Father Ballou, and
the other half by Rev. T. C. Adam, from May,
1842, to May, 1843; by Rev. H. B. Soule,
from May, 1844, to May, 1845; and the other
two years by the Standing Committee.

That portion of the Society who voted against
the proposition to sell, had, early in that year,
taken counsel together in regard to the future
prosperity of the Society. Father Ballou ex-
pressed a willingness to be relieved from all
active duties as pastor of the Society, other than
those he might choose to perform as senior pas-
tor, and also to relinquish his salary if the Soci-
ety felt that with their whole means they would
be able to secure the services of one who would
again unite them together. Accordingly, Septem-
ber 28, 1845, the proprictors were called to-
gether, and his proposition was accepted. They
also unanimously invited the Rey. E. H. Chapin
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to become junior pastor, at a yearly salary of two
thousand dollars; and on the 8th of November
the following acceptance of their call was received
by the committee through whom the invitation

was tendered.

Cuartestown, Noy. 8, 1845.
Brethren : —

The invitation to become associate pastor of
your Society, which you have extended to me, is
hereby accepted. Preliminaries relative to the
time when I can assume my connection with you
must be the subject of future communications.
And that God may bless this decision to your
good, to mine, and to his glory,—is the prayer of

Yours, Fraternally,
K. H. Cuaprn.

To the Committee.

Br. Chapin was installed January 28, 1846.
The sermon was preached by Father Ballou,
from 1 Peter iv, 10 and 11. Rev. Messrs.
Cook, Hichborn, Streeter, H. Ballou 2d, Skin-
ner, Fay, and Cleverly, took part in the services.
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At the annual meeting in May, 1846, a com-
mittee was appointed to express to Rev. Hosea
Ballou the feelings of high regard unanimously
cherished towards him by the Society, in consid-
eration of his long and valuable services as their
pastor ; and to assure him that their prayers for
his welfare were still with him in his relations as
senior pastor of the Society. To this, the follow-
ing reply was received by the committee.

Boston, May 25, 1846.

Messrs. BENAJAH BRIGHAM,
JosEPH LINCOLN, AND BELA BEAL,

Brethren : —

After having enjoyed so many years of pasto-
ral connection with the Second Universalist So-
ciety in this city, and having served the same so
long a time with constant solicitude for their
spiritual prosperity and with a consciousness of
my many imperfections, I find that words are in-
sufficient to express the satisfaction I feel on the
reception of the unanimous vote of the Society
expressive of their approbation of my services,
as pastor, and their prayers for my happiness in
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my present position as senior. You will, breth-
ren, accept my thanks for the acceptable manner
in which you have communicated the vote of the
Society to me, and assure the Society of my fer-
vent prayer for their spiritual prosperity under
their junior pastor.
In the bonds of the Gospel,
Hosea Batxov.

At the annual meeting in 1847, the Standing
Committee were directed to invite Father Ballou
to sit for his portrait, and that the same, when
finished, be placed in Murray Hall. This work
was successfully executed, and Father Ballou
expressed himself highly complimented by the
action of the Society in regard to it.

Early in 1848, the Society were called together
to act upon the following letter from Brother
Chapin.

Boston, Fes. 5, 1848.
Brethren : —

After, as I trust, deliberate and proper con-

sideration, I have concluded to take up my con-
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nection with your Society, and accept of the in-
vitation from New York. I might extend this
letter to great length and yet not express the
feelings with which I do this act. I can only
say that I do so with the utmost kindness and
with deep gratitude, and shall always cherish,
with unalloyed satisfaction, the harmonious sea-
son we have passed together. I invoke God’s
blessing upon the Society you represent, and to
you personally tender the warmest sentiments of
personal regard.
Fraternally yours,
K. H. Carry.
To the Standing Committee.

At the same meeting, February 20, 1848,
Rey. A. A. Miner was invited to become the
junior pastor of the Society, at the same salary
which had been paid Brother Chapin, and on the
15th of March, the committee received the fol-
lowing letter, accepting the invitation.
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Lowrtit, Marcu 15, 1848.
Brethren : —

The invitation which I received at your hands,
to become associate pastor of the Second Society
of Universalists in Boston, has been duly con-
sidered, and is hereby accepted. Although this
decision seemed compatible with my duty, it has
not been arrived at without a severe trial, both
on account of the existing ties it will sever, and
of my conscious unfitness for so responsible a
station. Trusting, however, in Him who is
always able to help us,

T remain,
Yours in the Gospel,
A. A. Miner.
To the Committee.

On the last Sunday in April, Brother Chapin
preached his farewell sermon from the text,
‘And now, brethren, I commend you to God,
and to the word of his grace, which is able to
build you up, and to give you an inheritance
among them which are sanctified.” Acts xx. 32.
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Brother Miner was installed May 31. Sermon,
by Mr. Chapin, from John x.10. The other ex-
ercises were performed by Rev. Messrs. Dennis,
Mott, Ballou, H. Ballou 2d, Fay, Streeter, and
Cook.

Under the ministry of Brother Chapin, the
Society was united and prosperous; and under
the present ministry of Brother Miner, that
‘union and prosperity are unabated. May the
favor of God grant them a long continuance.

Tae Exampue or tHe Ber.—The little bee,
by instinct alone, is taught the necessity of faith-
ful labor. In the summer, it collects honey from
every flower, that it may have a supply of food
for the approaching winter, when the flowers have
all faded. But children have reason, instead of
instinct, to guide them ; and should be industri-
ous in childhood and youth, in gathering the
sweets of knowledge and virtue for spiritual
sustenance in the winter of life.
THE MORNING WALK.

Children, in the early morning,
When the sun’s first rosy ray,
Bright’ning on the distant hill-top,
Gilds the tall spire e’er the way,

Raise the heavy, sleepy eyelid,
Welcome cheerfully the light ;
Nature’s time for rest and slumber

Passes with the hours of night.

While the air is freshest, purest,
And the city seems at rest,
Rise, and while the eye beams clearest,
Roam with me, an out-door guest.
And abroad we’ll gayly wander,
Till the hour for breakfast calls ;
Passing through those streets that lead us
To our lofty State House halls.

Enter now our glorious Common!
On its beauty gaze awhile !

As the glowing sunshine greets it,
See the “face of Nature smile!”

On the broad, smooth walks tread freely,
Sentinelled by stately trees,

Whose green leafy boughs o’erarching,
Herald every passing breeze ;
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Casting, too, at brightest mid-day,
O’er these paths a pleasant shade;
Blessings on our City Fathers,
Who this wise provision made.
Here, just opposite the fountain,
On this block of granite rest;
While with eye and ear attentive,
Admiration is expressed.

See the living spray-drops leaping,
Crowned with dancing diamond light ;

Midway hangs the bright-hued rainbow!
Is it not a dazzling sight?

And in what a gay confusion
Do the waters meet below!

Now compare this stone-paved basin
With the “ frog-pond,” years ago!

Rustling leaves, and murmuring fountain,
Fill with melody the air,
Blending with the wild birds’ singing, —
Such sweet sounds can banish care.
Notice, how the grass is laden,
Thickly gemmed with sparkling dew,
Which at eve so gently falleth,
Thus its verdure to renew.

Viewing these fair works of Nature,
With the art of man combined,

Are our thoughts not tending upward
To the Author of mankind?
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Yes, with grateful hearts we thank Him,
For our lives so truly blest ;

Asking strength to meet time’s changes,
Faith to think them for the best.

We must learn-life’s varied lessons,
Their deep meaning must unfold ;
Sad or merry, they will yield us
More true wealth than mines of gold!
Hark! the breakfast bell is calling !
Hasten to your homes away !
Let us hope to meet here often,
Welcoming the early day.



True Satisraction.—To the faithful teacher,
there is no greater pleasure than is afforded on
each returning Sunday, by his labors with his
class. Wielding Christian truth in the full ex-
ercise of human affections, he moulds the young
heart as with a hand divine.



Puncruatity.—One of the beauties of the

Sabbath school is the punctuality of its scholars
and teachers.
FEMALE EDUCATION.

In ancient days female education was almost
entirely neglected, and woman’s intellectual
powers were left to slumber. Her mind was a
barren waste, exhibiting no rich, luxuriant ver-
dure, diversified only by a few outward accom-

plishments, which served to please the fancy of
the stronger sex. The Spartan woman, distin-
guished for her sternness of character and war-
like disposition, looked with shame upon a son
who could return from battle unless victorious,
ever teaching him, from his earliest infancy,‘‘ to
conquer, or to die on the battle-field.”’ All the
gentle and amiable qualities of the heart were
repressed in their growth; and, while Sparta
offered to her sons the rich boon of intellectual
culture, her daughters were thought unworthy
of the gift.

And Athens, that great and mighty city, ex-
ercising a most powerful influence over the civil-
ized world, distinguished for her legislators, her
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philosophers, and her historians, — what was the
condition of woman there? The slave, rather
than the companion of man, she knew not that,
were the storehouse of knowledge opened for
her, she could come forward and stand on an
equality with the ‘proud lord of creation!”
Rome, too, the metropolis of the world, denied
to woman her proper station in society, not
dreaming of the hidden gems of thought which
lay undiscovered beneath the thick incrustations
of ignorance and superstition.

But now, all the precious gifts which learn-
ing can bestow are justly extended to her also ;
and man, with his increase of knowledge, has
wisely learned to respect the mental abilities
with which God has endowed her; has found
that she may, like himself, ascend the steep hill
of science, enjoy its pleasures, cull its sweetest
flowers, and drink of the pure and living waters
from the inexhaustible fountains of knowledge.

And what has caused this change? The
bright star which appeared to the “‘ wise men of
the Kast,” eighteen hundred years ago, herald-

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ing a Savior’s birth, foretold also woman’s re-
lease from the thraldom which had bound her.
It was to her a star of promise, telling her that
the strong chains of ignorance and superstition
which bound her, should be broken asurMer by
the gentle influences of the religion of the lowly
Jesus. It is Christianity which has raised her
from the degradation which was once hers, and
induced man to acknowledge her equality with
him.

Education exalts and refines the mind of wo-
man, and enables her to contribute to the hap-
piness of those around her. It is that which
renders her the dutiful and obedient daughter,
the kind and affectionate sister, the trusting and
loving companion, and the fond and tender pa-
rent. The old adage, ‘‘ woman must be zgno-
rant in order to be useful,’’ has been long thrown
aside among the rubbish of the past, and re-
membered only as a relic of the superstitions
of other days. Home, with its duties, is wo-
man’s sphere of action; and, to fulfil properly
those duties, she must be educated; she must
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not be kept in intellectual bondage, but must be
fully awakened to the responsibilities of her
station. It is she who watches over our infancy,
guides our childhood, presents to our infant
minds the rudiments of knowledge, and cheers
us in our progress by showing us the honors
which attend those who acquire true wisdom,
and therefore must her mind be early taught to
comprehend the duties which devolve upon her.
A broad field is that of Education ; and while
she strives to make acquisitions in the various
branches of knowledge, let her not forget that
better education of the mind and heart. Talent,
without virtue to guide, is like a ship without
sails or rudder, exposed to the wild winds
of the storm on the broad expanse of the
ocean. What sadder spectacle can there be,
than to behold a mind employing its talents and
its learning in endeavoring to lead its fellow-
beings away from the paths of rectitude, disre-
garding the laws of God and man, and refusing
to acknowledge the Source that gave it birth?
From such an example we turn with sorrow and
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disgust, and gladly look to those good and noble
ones who have adorned their sex. The names
of Hannah More, Maria Edgeworth, Felicia
Hemans, Letitia Landon, Harriet Martineau,
and a host of others, show what woman can
do when properly educated ; for they are equally
distinguished in private, for their amiable and
domestic qualities, as in public for their high in-
tellectual attainments. Let woman follow their
example, never failing to embrace all opportu-
nities presented to her for moral and intellectual
improvement.

One Famity.—We are all brothers and sisters
of one great family, and should always treat
each other as such. If you suffer provocation,
let the remembrance that it is a brother who has
injured you, prevent retaliation, and secure for
him’entire forgiveness. He who can forgive in-
juries, puts himself beyond the reach of harm,
and secures a peace of soul more valuable than
the gold of Ophir.
SUMMER THOUGHTS.
A FABLE.

I suppose most of the readers of this little
volume have been in the country the past sum-
mer. As you beheld the green grass, the fine
spreading trees, and the beautiful flowers that
sprang up in your pathway, perhaps the feeling
came over you that you could be far happier in
the country than in the city. We are very apt
to suppose that change of place will produce a
more delightful state of feeling ; forgetting that
in a little time we should become familiar with
all these objects, and then we return again to our
former selves.

Precisely so it is with children in the country.
They come to this busy city, and eagerly gaze at
the varied shows which attract the eye, and
would prefer to exchange situations with you ;
but by and by they become wearied with sight-
seeing, and the home they have left rises before
them as a pleasanter abode than any other dwell-

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ing, however rich or elegant. Thus they learn
to be happy at home ; and this is a most valuable
attainment.

But, in order to be permanently happy, we
must have something to do. There are other
lessons to be learned besides those we commit
in the schoolroom. The whole world, indeed, is
a school, and we are daily committing our
tasks. These teachings are preparations for our
future happiness.

You have all noticed the growth of a tree.
At first, only a little twig springs out of the
ground. And so with the flower. You deposit
only a tiny seed; but in a little time a shoot
springs up, and by natural but slow processes the
twig becomesa large shady tree, and the shoot
a beautiful blooming flower. Thoughthey grow
very slowly, yet they never rest. Day and night
the hidden processes are going on which help to
promote their growth. Just so it is with the minds
of children. They are daily acquiring those
habits which will eventually make the whole sum
of their characters. But then, great care is re-
SUMMER THOUGHTS. 91

quisite how they form these characters ; that they
may spring up in fair proportions, making their
possessors worthy members of society.

[ will illustrate this by a fable, which occurred
to me as I walked over the beautiful garden of a
friend, with whom I spent a few weeks the past
summer. We will suppose, for our present pur-
pose, that the flowers have an articulate voice.

A stately dahlia grew in a cultivated garden.
There were many of the same species of flowers,
but no other had the peculiar variegated tints of
this particular one. very one, in passing by it,
was attracted by its beauty. It seemed as if
vain of flattery, although we know it had no ears
to hear, for every day it seemed to increase in
size and beauty. With its lofty head, it gained
a supremacy above all its neighbors, and the
heavy shower and furious wind failed to soil its
petals or bend its graceful form.

Away off in the farther corner of the garden,
under a hedge, bloomed a simple white clover.
It was entirely unheeded by the multitude, al-
though it gave a sweetness and fragrancy to the
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air, which made the invalid stop to inhale it. In
its modesty it bloomed, in its lowly bed it sought
no observation, and was passed by as a simple
white clover. By and by the mower’s scythe pass-
ed that way and levelled it among common grasses.
It was gathered in the general mass of hay, and
became a part of the sustenance of the master’s
cattle.

The dahlia was plucked by the horticulturist,
and placed in a glass receptacle, among kindred
flowers, where it was gazed at for a time; then
it faded and was thrown among common rubbish.
During their lifetime we will suppose them to
have conversed together.

‘“‘T,” said the dahlia, ‘am queen of this gar-
den. I attract every eye that passes ; while you,
little clover, are hidden by the tall grass, and
liable to be crushed at any moment.”’

‘¢ Well,” replied the clover, ‘* let it be so now ;
but look at our final end. You will be placed
in a glass, plucked from your native stem, where
you will wither and die as a worthless thing ;
while I shall be felled by the scythe, after I have
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reached my maturity, and thena thousand tiny
seeds will I strow around me ; so that, another sea-
son, I shall bloom all about the hedges, and my
usefulness will be appreciated. And pray where
will you then be?’’ The dahlia blushed, and
hung its head for shame.

Here, children, is a fable designed to illustrate
pride and humility. Which appears, the most
beautiful, because the most useful? I know you
will prefer humility to pride. Ifso, you must
remember that the peculiar traits you now culti-
vate are forming within you the one or the other.
By a thousand little kind acts, you can diffuse
happiness in your homes ; and all the while you
are disseminating these virtues, you are acquiring
those lasting graces, in yourselves, which will
spring up, like the violet and sweet clover, leav-
ing a fragrancy and beauty wherever you have
trodden.
A TALK WITH THE CHILDREN.

Dear children, —although I am almost a
stranger among you, yet I feel a true interest in
your welfare. It gives me great pleasure when
{ enter the Sabbath school to meet your happy
countenances and smiling faces. Children, you
do not assemble together for the purpose of pass-
ing an hour that perhaps might pass unpleasant-
ly elsewhere. It is for a higher and nobler
purpose. It isto gain useful and religious in-
struction from the Bible, the best of all books.
You should not be content with learning and re-
citing your lessons, but you should try to re-
member what you learn. And when you grow
up to be men and women, you will never regret
it. Itis in the Bible that we are taught to love
God, and all mankind.

When we enter the Sabbath school, may we
learn to say, To-day is the Sabbath day, ever
blessed and beautiful; welcome to its holy and
happy influence! Welcome, thrice welcome, the
A TALK WITH THE CHILDREN. 95

day of sweet repose, and sweeter meditation.
Spring is sometimes compared to childhood. In
spring, when the brooks fall gurgling down the
mountain side, when the earth begins to be
covered with its verdant robes, when the birds
are joyfully singing around, the trees gently
waving in the breeze, and all is gay and glad-
some, we sometimes wish that it could always be
spring. So in youth, we sometimes wish we
could always be young ; but it cannot be. But
as each season in its turn, spring, summer, au-
tumn, and even winter, clothed in its robes of
snow, has its own pleasures, so each season of
life is wisely invested of God, with its own pe-
culiar joys.

Though it is now spring-time, it will soon he
autumn with you, when you must impart that
useful knowledge you will have gained in spring
and summer. Now is the time for you to store
up that knowledge. If our childhood and youth
are rightly employed, age will compare no more
unfavorably, as regards its joys, with youth and
middle age, than does winter with spring. En-
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deavor, then, to acquire that useful knowledge that
will teach you so to live that you may set a good
example toallaround you. Children, this beauti-
ful world we live in was made for you. It is filled
with beauty, and when we look around upon it, our
hearts within us say, how great and good is our
God! How wonderful are all of his works!
The beautiful in nature is all the production
of his power. He spoke this world into being,
and decorated it with sun, moon, and stars.
Beauty and loveliness are stamped upon every-
thing that he has made. But no scene in the
outward world transcends in loveliness the Sab-
bath school, where the young come to receive
Christian instruction. And now, dear children,
make this wise resolution ; to love your Sabbath
school, your parents and teachers, all the world,
and especially your heavenly Father, better than
you ever have before ; and you will be better
and happier children.
UNCLE JIMMY.

It was Saturday afternoon. The boys were
enjoying their sports, when one of them espied
Uncle Jimmy coming towards them. ‘‘ Look,
boys,” said he, ‘‘ Uncle Jimmy is coming. We
will ask him to stop and tell us some stories.” _

Now Uncle Jimmy was a very aged man,
bowed down with years, and so feeble that he
could not walk without the aid of his cane.
When the weather was mild, he used to take
short walks, and the children were always happy
to see him. ‘They all claimed the privilege of
calling him Uncle. One little boy ran forward
to assist him, and led him toa seat beneath a
shady tree. Ball and hoop were soon forgotten,
as they eagerly pressed round the old man, to
show him their respect; for he always had a
word for each of them.

‘Do not let me interrupt your sports, boys ;
I am fond of seeing you at your plays. I had

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once as many playmates as yourselves, and en-
joyed them as well.”

The little boy who assisted him to his seat,
replied, ‘‘ We had rather hear you talk to us, if
you please, sir; for we have not seen you for so
long a time.”

«True, true, I have been housed up, and it is
rare, nowadays, that I walk so far as this.
I’m glad to see you all so well and happy. If
you wish to keep so, be always temperate, and
do not neglect your duties. Whenever con-
science whispers to you, ‘I have done my duty,’
you will enjoy the sports allowed you.

‘‘T have now in my mind the memory of an
old friend. It is indeed pleasant to think of
him. He was remarkable for his industry, even
when very young; yet at play he was as merry
as the merriest of us. His mind and his heart
were in it. He became a very superior scholar.
Some of you may think that it was because he
had superior talents, that he thus excelled in
scholarship. It is true, he had rare talents; but
by his industry he made every talent ten talents ;
UNCLE JIMMY. 99

and he always exercised his powers for the good
of others, for he was benevolent in his disposi-
tion. Iam proud to think of him, when in his
prime. Young and old were benefited by his
instruction, and he was universally beloved and
respected ; for he had become a useful preacher
of the word of God, and a devoted minister.
His example of industry and perseverance ex-
erted an extensive influence upon others, and
changed in some measure the whole face of soci-
ety in the community in which he lived.”

Many more stories did Uncle Jimmy relate to
the children, which I have not time to repeat
now. The afternoon was far spent ere any of
them wearied of hearing him; and many a good
lesson did they receive, which I trust was as
‘good seed, sown on good ground.” I trust my
little readers will as readily listen to the counsels
of the aged, and as respectfully heed their ad-
vice, as did these children. In this way, you
will give promise of becoming wise and good.

The children waited on Uncle Jimmy to his
home ; and, when they left him, he prayed God
to bless them.
THE CHILD'S DREAM OF HEAVEN.

Mother, I dreamed of heaven ;
And all around were choirs of angels, singing
Hymns of praise ; and children joining hands,
And looking so bright and happy, that I wished
I could be always with them. Andin their midst
The Savior stood and blessed them, saying,
‘* Suffer little children unto me to come.”
Then all around were flowers so sweet, dear mother,
That the whole air seemed filled with fragrance, and
The birds were warbling sweetest songs of love.
The sky was fairer than our sky, dear mother ;
And the sunshine seemed more bright; and as it beamed
Upon the angels’ forms, they looked as though
All made of light. And then I looked for those
That left us, who, you said, had gone to heaven,
To join the angels round the throne of God.
There I saw sister, and my little brother
‘We long since buried in the dark, cold ground,
Whom I had thought I never more should meet.
They looked, dear mother, as they used to look,
When they were well and happy; ere disease
Had robbed them of their beauty, or death’s seal
Fastened upon their features. And their faces
Beamed with a brightness never seen before.
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I asked if they were happy, andif I

Could join them; or if they would return

To us again; and told them, mother dear,

How lonely we had felt since they departed,

And left us in our grief; and how we missed

Their pleasant voices and their merry laugh ;

For though you said ’twas wrong to wish them back,
I could not think but you would welcome them.
They were too happy in their angel home,

To think of coming back to earth again ;

And neither, said they, could I stay with them,
Because my time was not yet come. But they
Would look upon us from their high abode,

And ask our Saviour’s blessing on us both;

And soon his arms would open, and his voice
Would call on us to follow them ; and they

Would welcome us to those bright realms above,
Where they, with angels, now have found a home ;
Where all shall find a home, a resting-place,

After the toils of earth. Where skies are bright,
And spring forever reigns. Where flowers shall bloom
In never-fading freshness, nor be touched

By winter’s frost, And, more than all, where love
Unites all hearts in one great brotherhood,

Nor separation comes to break the chain.

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THE INFLUENCE OF SABBATH SCHOOLS.

‘Just as the twig is bent, the tree’s in-
clined,’’ — is an adage as true as it is ancient.
One’s character, happiness, and usefulness, dur-
ing his whole life, depends, in no small measure,
upon early education. The child taught to
disregard the Sabbath, and lightly to esteem the
instructions of the Sabbath school, grows to
manhood devoid of aught that can entitle him to
the society and respect of the good and virtuous.
With a soul shrouded in midnight darkness, he
gropes his way through life, and at the grave
sinks into oblivion, ‘‘ by none esteemed, by all
forgot.’? However we may hope for such a soul,
through the mercy of God, as we surely do, itis
not now qualified to enter upon and fully appre-
ciate the purity and joys of Christ’s kingdom.

We seldom hear of the execution or imprison-
ment of one who regarded in youth the Sabbath
school. Indeed, I think it impossible for one
who has been successfully taught to reverence
SABBATH SCHOOLS. 103

and to love the teachings of Jesus of Nazareth, to
become an outcast from society. It is true, envy,
with its envenomed tongue, and malice, with
its still more poisonous breath, may assail even
such a one; but their shafts will fall harmless
at his feet. The shield of his soul they cannot
pierce. They cannot eradicate from the heart
the influence of the high and holy lessons which
it reccived in youth. Its many sources of enjoy-
ment they cannot destroy.

Pleasant and important, therefore, are the
duties of teachers. The directing of tender
affections, and the development of youthful
powers, are intrusted to their hands. If they
perform their duties faithfully, they may have
the satisfaction of seeing the pupils of their
charge useful among men, devoted to right, and
obedient unto God. Such an office is lovely. It
is more than lovely, itis holy. It blesses him
who fills it. It exalts his affections, ennobles
his purposes, and enlarges his heart.

Do we not see the fruit of this labor in our
own school? In the kindness and love of the
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children for each other, in their faithfulness in
the duties of the school, and in their respectful
and affectionate bearing towards their teachers
and all others, do we not recognize some of the
fruits of Sabbath school culture? And may
we not expect that such children will be beloved,
honored, and useful among men?

Do we not also see some of the fruits of these
influences in the fraternal regard of teachers for
each other, in their devotion to their duties as
teachers, and in their distinguishing virtues as
Christians? Have we not, especially, seen the
fruit of these influences in the enduring patience,
calm hopefulness, and cheerful trust, of one of
our number* whom we have just followed to her
resting-place? The Lord make us faithful, that
our end may be like hers.

* See page 108.
MEMORY.

‘O Memory! thou wak’ner of the dead!
Thou only treasurer of vanished past!
How welcome art thou, when bright hope is fled,
And sorrow’s mantle o’er the soul is cast !
Back o’er those days too beautiful to last,
Thy gentle hand will lead the saddened thought ;
And though the tears may trickle warm and fast,
Yet thy sweet pictures with such peace are fraught,
The heart, beguiled, exclaims, ‘This is the fount I
sought.’ ”’

Memory! Who has not felt its influence !
Who of us would wish to part with its delights
and quiet teachings! Beautifully adapted is the
twilight hour to the cherishing of the recollec-
tions of the past. It is then that the hum
of busy life is hushed, and all nature seems rest-
ing from its toil. Then, in undisturbed peace,
rise before us the loved ones we have cherished,
and whose memories, like guardian angels,
always attend us. We recall every affectionate
word and kindly deed, however trivial or little
106 OUR GIFT.

heeded at the time. And how sweet then are
our thoughts, and our recompense, if we have
never caused them an unhappy moment! Half
the bitterness of affliction is removed by such
blessed memories. Then let us make them ours.
Let us so live that it shall be possible for us to
cherish them. ‘Then will they bring to us many
happy hours, and sweet solace to the suffering
heart. Each moment, as it flits by, enters its
record upon the tablet of memory, to be read with
joy or sorrow at some future moment.

Then let each moment find some worthy deed
to perform, or kind word to be spoken, that shall
cause a glow of pleasure and satisfaction when
memory recalls it. | All memories are not alike
pleasing ; yet each may have its mission to per-
form. Past sin may bring pain with its recollec-
tion. It comes asa warning, lest we should trans-
gress again. If, then, we would treasure up for
ourselves pleasant memories for the future, we
must guard well the present moment.

It is equally cheering to feel that we ourselves
have a place in the memory of our friends,
SELFISHNESS. 107

What a motive it should be to us, then, to live
in such a manner that their memory of us may
be as ‘“‘the memory of the just,’ which the
Scriptures declare to be ‘‘ blessed.”

Seirisuness.—The selfish man wrongs him-
self in attempting to wrong others. In filling
his pockets unjustly with gold, he drives away
joy from his soul. He forgets his relationship
to angels, aud only remembers his affinity to
brutes.

———-—_——_

Trouste.—Worldly trouble is the tonic of
the soul. Affliction at once humbles us and
gives us a relish for spiritual food. Those prov-
idences which teach us the insufficiency of earth,
make us lean on heaven.

Revence.—Reyvenge is the putting out of one’s
own eyes for the sake of putting out the eyes of
another.
A BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH.

In admiring the virtues and moral excellence
of one who holds a high rank in society, who
fills a distinguished place in the State, or oc-
cupies a responsible seat in the halls of science
or in the church, we are liable to be swayed in
our judgment. His social position is a kind
of magnifying lens, through which all his virtues
are viewed. But when a comparatively obscure
individual from the humbler walks of life claims
our attention, we are better able to estimate his
virtues at their true value.

Such a one we meet with in the subject of this
brief sketch. Miss Hannah S. Shedd was born
in Boston, February 5, 1826. The death of
her father, preceded as it was by the death of
her mother, left her an orphan at the age of
eight years. She was the second of three sur-
viving children by their father’s second mar-
riage, all of whom were left in charge of a half

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A BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH. 109

sister, who was the eldest of five children by a
former marriage, and who was all to them that a
mother even could be.

One of the parents was an Episcopalian in
sentiment, the other a Universalist. The elder
children were attendants upon Universalist wor-
ship in the School street Church, while the
younger attended one of the Baptist churches of
the city. Hannah, the subject of our sketch,
continued under the influence of Baptist doc-
trines and worship until about fifteen years of
age, when at her own earnest solicitation she was
permitted to attend the Universalist church, and
become a member of the School street Uni-
versalist Sunday school.

The influence upon her feelings of the change
in regard toa place of worship, was very marked.
She was naturally inclined to religious medita-
tion and reflection, but was never satisfied with
what she had been accustomed to hear. Nor
can she be regarded as singular, in this respect.
However true it may be that Christianity is
adapted in its simplicity to the susceptibilities of

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the young —and I believe this is eminently true
— it is equally true, that the ordinary partialist
interpretations of it are not thus adapted to their
susceptibilities. The young are not satisfied
with these. The clearer their perceptions, and
the more comprehensive their thought, the greater
is their dissatisfaction. It was so with Hannah,
even when but a child.

But when the hungerings of her soul found
their appropriate aliment in the ministrations of
the venerable Hosea Ballou, then the sole pastor
of the church to which she turned for peace, the
change was in the highest degree salutary. Her
satisfaction was very great. She also found
great pleasure in accompanying her eldest sister
to the Rev. Mr. Streeter’s Friday evening meet-
ings ; and so highly did she prize these religious
privileges, that she could scarcely submit to be
deprived of them for a single evening or Sab-.
bath without shedding tears.

Her natural amiability and generosity of dis-
position —a generosity especially marked in her
demeanor towards her eldest sister, who had be-
A BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH. 111

come a mother to her— made the Universalist
interpretation of Christianity to be to her in-
deed the ‘‘ bread of life.”” Not only did she
seek for this spiritual nutriment in the regular
ministrations of the sanctuary and in the con-
ference meeting, but she turned also to the Sab-
bath school with the same fond devotion to
Christian truth.

During the connection of the Rev. Mr. Soule
with the School street Society, he established a
Bible class, of which Miss Shedd became one of
the earliest members. She has often spoken
to the writer of this of the great profit she was
conscious of having derived therefrom. She
was also one of the earliest members of the
class formed by the present junior pastor of
the Society, Rev. Mr. Miner, and in the dis-
charge of her duties in that capacity she showed
uncomnion clearness of perception, and not a
little vigor of thought.

At the age of fourteen she left school and
took up the needle that she might aid her sisters
in gaining for the family an honorable mainte-
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nance. She has been known to ply the needle
with all diligence till ten o’clock at night, and
then turn to her Sunday school book to make
preparation for the Sabbath. If this is an ex-
ample of too severe application to toil, it shows
at the same time a devotion to spiritual culture
in the highest degree commendable.

Strict integrity and a strong sense of justice
characterized her even in her childhood. little circumstance bearing upon this point I will
relate. She had been to an apothecary’s shop
for some medicines, and on reaching home found
that she had received back more change than
was due. Of her own accord she proposed to
return it, nor would she willingly delay for a
moment the performance of so manifest an act
of justice. She received from the apothecary
the highest encomium, and a reward for her in-
tegrity. In all her transactions she showed the
same scrupulousness in matters of right, and
thus became a bright example for all children
to imitate.

She was not less remarkable for her obedience
A BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH. 113

to the wishes of her sister, than for her regard for
justice. She not only obeyed, but obeyed readi-
ly and cheerfully. And so sensible is that sister
of her great excellence in this respect, now that
she has passed away, that she cannot speak
of her but with the deepest emotion.

She seemed to have very little power to bear
disappointment. Her feelings were very tender,
and her sensibilities great. Disappointment,
therefore, brought the ready tear to her eye ;
and solicitous affection, if possible, removed the
pressure which had caused it. But some of the
later revelations of her life indicated rare ability
to endure disappointment, and to cherish hope
even in the audience-chamber of death. Thus
will it appear in the end that her heart was full
of Christian confidence and holy trust.

In the course of June, 1850, it was observed
by her friends that her health was manifestly de-
clining. She was advised to leave her employ-
ment at once, and seek in relaxation and change
of scene the reéstablishment of her health and the
restoration of her accustomed vigor. Accordingly

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accompanied by her brother, she spent some
three weeks of the month of July in various parts
of Maine ; but health did not come back to her.
Disease was too deeply seated to be beguiled
away.

_ She returned to her home but to languish and
die. When the news of her mortal illness reach-
ed the Sabbath school, in which she had now been
a faithful and beloved teacher for about a year,
it produced the most intense interest and solici-
tude. All felt that a dearly beloved sister had
become the victim of the destroyer. That, how-
ever, which was a source of unmingled grief
in the beginning, became a sanctifying power in
the end.

When first informed that it was feared her
disease would terminate fatally, she betrayed the
deepest emotion, with scarcely the utterance of a
word. Her natural sensibility made the weight
upon her spirits seem insupportable. But when
the first shock was past and her powers had had
time to rally, she was found equal to the trial
that awaited her. That truth which she had long
A BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH. 115

loved, and which had produced very little of that
Christian display by which the world judges, had
wrought silently but powerfully upon her under-
standing and her heart. It had begotten hopes
in a naturally hopeful spirit, stronger than death
itself.

When her pastor from time to time spoke to
her of the labors and sacrifices of Christ, of the
love of the Father and of the blessedness of im-
mortality, leading her sometimes to meditate upon
the highest forms of Christian truth, the smile of
satisfaction that played upon her countenance,
showed not only that her powers were equal to
the effort, but that her heart was satisfied with
lts fruit.

Her disease, which was consumption, was of a
very painful character, especially as regarded
difficulty of breathing. She was compelled to
sit up continually, almost to the hour of her
death. Yetin the moment of expected dissolu-
tion, so generous was her nature, her heart was
yearning for blessings on others rather than
herself. At one time just before her death she
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requested her pastor to remember in his prayer
an absent sister, that she might recover from a
critical illness ; and in one of his last interviews
with her, she desired him to ‘ attend her funeral
and comfort her brothers and sisters, and espe-
cially that sister who had been a mother to her.”
‘Oh, Hannah has always been ‘a good girl,”
burst from the lips of that sister,—an involun:
tary tribute to cheerful, ready obedience, and true
excellence of heart. She had given some little
memento of affection to each of the family and
friends, and enjoined upon her brother, who still
remains with the sisters, to ‘‘ be sure and be kind
to them,’’ when she quietly fell asleep.

Thus died an excellent young woman, Oct. 2d,
1850, aged 24 years and 8 months. The
strength of her trust and the depth of her
Christian experience could be seen in her meek
submission to suffering, in that remarkable pa-
tience which allowed not a word of murmuring
to escape her lips through the whole progress of
her disease, and which enabled her to believe that
every providence of God is ordered in perfect
wisdom.
A BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH. 117

Humble in her outward position, her spiritual
attainments were of the most exalted character.
The stores of excellence treasured in her heart
were made manifest in the hour of great trial, and
the Christian instruction to which she was accus-
tomed to apply herself, begat the holiest resigna-
tion and the most confident trust.

The fact that this good was in no small degree
wrought in the Sabbath school, should lead the
Sabbath school teacher to understand the dignity
and importance of his office, the opportunities he
enjoys for directing the affections of the young
heart, and the necessity of a largé measure of
Christian attainment to qualify him for the suc-
cessful discharge of so great responsibilities.
May the example of our departed sister be sanc-
tified to the good of all thus employed.
THE SABBATH SCHOOL BOYS.

‘¢ What do we go to the Sabbath school for ?”
asked a little boy of his companion who was
some years older than himself, and who had, as
I discovered by their conversation, attended the
school for a long time, that is, compared with the
time which many children, boys especially, think
it of any use to go to the Sabbath school. Some
boys when at the age of twelve or fourteen years,
think they are too old to receive any benefit from
Sabbath school instruction. Hearing the ques-
tion of this little boy, and observing the look of
intelligence and sincerity in his companion, and
being desirous of knowing what answer would
be: given, I remained within hearing of their
conversation, and will try to present to the
scholars in our school, through the medium of
‘Our Gift,” the good reasons which he gave to
his little companion, (who was his younger
brother,) why he went to the Sabbath school.
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fild. B. I go because I like to go, and I
like to go because I always enjoy myself there
better than I do anywhere else. I find pleasure
in the singing, in the prayer, and in the lessons.
The lessons are not hard to learn when I under-
stand them, and the learning of them is even a
pleasant task; for my teacher has a way of
making our lessons interesting to us, in hearing
us recite. - He asks us questions about the sub-
ject of the lesson before using the book, and he
generally finds some interesting matter relating
to it, and we become so much engaged that the
time is gone before we are aware of it, and we
have to stop and wait for the next session of the
school.

Young. B. I like the school too, though I
have been only twice. How old was you when
you first went to the Sabbath school, brother ?

Hild. B. Iwas seven years old, and I am
now fourteen ; and I mean to continue till I am
able to take a class myself. I want to have the
pleasure of being a teacher in our school, and I
hope soon to do so, for the school is increasing
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very fast in numbers. There are a good many
small children coming into the school, and I
think that I shall be wanted, for I observe that
there are not male teachers enough. Sometimes
one teacher has to attend to two or more classes,
and the time of a session in the school is not suf-
ficient to do this with much advantage. What
did you learn in twice going to the school? tell
me that, and then we shall know, at least, what
you went to the Sabbath school for.

Young. B. Iwill tell you. After I had said
a short lesson, my teacher gave me a little piece
called “The Child’s First Hymn,” which she —
said she found in a paper published in England.
It was published for the children of the Sabbath
schools of Old England. She said it would do
for us, the children of New England, and wished
me to learn it.

Eld. B. Well, brother, I am sure you have
improved the few times that you have attended
the school. Have you learned the hymn? and
how do you like it? Let me hear you repeat it.
I should like to know what the children are
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taught in the Sabbath schools of Old England.
Will you please to repeat it to me?

Young. B. Iwill. I did as well as I could.
[ have learned the hymn, and am much pleased
with it. I think of it the last thing when I fall
asleep at night, and awake in the morning with
iton my mind. But I will repeat it to you, and
you will see that I have not been to the Sabbath
school, though for so short a time, for nothing.

The Child's First Hymn.

Listen, Father, to my prayer,
Guard me with thy tender care;
Tcach a humble child to know,
The path of duty here below.

Set a watch upon my heart,

Lest an evil thought should start;
Make me gentle, kind and good,
Through the Savior’s cleansing blood.

All I have, and allI see,

Ever comes, great God, from thee ;
Help me from my earliest days,

In thankful hymns to sing thy praise.

Bless my parents with thy grace,

On my kindred turn thy face ;
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Through the darkness of the night,
Give me rest till morning bright.

Teach me day by day thy will,
With pure love my spirit fill,

Till I’m fitted for that rest,

In the mansions of the blest. '

Hild. B. It is indeed a very pretty hymn,
and [ am glad you have learned it so well. I
hope you will never forget it. Here comes my
teacher ; and as it will be ten minutes before the
school commences, we shall have time for con-
versation.

Here the teacher drew near and spoke to the
boys : —

Teach. Good morning, my boys; How do
you do, this fine morning?

fild. B. Good morning, sir; we are well, I
thank you.

Teach. You are in good season this morning,
and I am glad to see that youare. It is so
much better to be before our time, than to be a
little late. We get along so much better with
the business of the school, and have time to con-
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verse together. Besides, to be in school at the
opening of the exercises, shows that you value and
wish to improve its privileges.

Eld. B. We were talking about the school,
and why we go there. I told my brother that I
went because I like to go. Will you please to
tell us the advantages of attendance on the
Sabbath school ?

Leach. I will, my dear boys, so far as I can.
It is well to know what we are doing, how we
are accomplishing our work, and what is to be
the result of our labors.

Hild. B. Tam very often asked what I learn
at the Sabbath school, and I sometimes answer
that I learn what there is in the Bible, and that
my lessons are subjects derived principally from
that book.

Leach. You answer rightly so far. You might
add, also, that you learn by the example of
others. Do you see punctuality? You will
learn to be punctual. Do you see system in the
arrangement of the school, in the method of in-
struction, in the library department, and in the
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general discipline of the school? You will be
orderly and correct in your deportment.

fild. B. As Tam almost old enough to be a
teacher, and desire to take a class as soon as I am
wanted, I should like to know the best way to
make my scholars interested in their studies, so
that they will attend and be correct with their
lessons.

Teach. Itis often the case that children feel no
interest or pleasure in the school, because they
do not understand its object. They may recite
well, so far as to repeat the words of the lesson,
yet if it be above their capacity, they will not be
benefited.

Lild. B. This has been the case with me
sometimes. After I had recited my lesson cor-
rectly by the book, I have felt that I did not know
much about it, and did not understand what I
had learned to repeat.

Teach. It is of great importance in teaching
that the subject should be presented to the pupil
in the simplest form possible, that he may be
profited by his instructions. I read an anecdote
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the other day which illustrates this matter, and I
will repeat it to you. “It is related of Dr.
Green, of Philadelphia, that in-early life he was
was one day returning from the services of the
sanctuary, and was accosted by a woman in the
humble walks of life. She found difficulty in
understanding him, and took the liberty of giving
her youthful pastor a hint. ‘ Mr. Green,’ says
she ‘what do you think is the great duty of
the shepherd?’ ‘No doubt, to feed the flock,
madam,’ wasthe reply. ‘ That is my notion too,’
she added, ‘and therefore I think he should not
hold the hay so high that the sheep cannot reach
it.’ This admonition was kindly received, in the
spirit in which it was given, and had an influence
in making him afterwards ‘ hold the hay lower.’ ”
This fact should cause you to see to it, as the old
lady did with her pastor, that your teachers pre-
sent their instructions in such a form that you will
understand them. The hay may be of very good
quality, but it will give no nourishment to the
hungry sheep if it is beyond their reach ; it will
not benefit them any more than if it were not pro-
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vided at all. So with your lessons. If you do
not fecl an interest in them, if they are beyond
your reach, they may be of no benefit to you.
No lasting principle is gained, but the whole
may be lost, as the words of the lesson are lost to
memory and forgotten.

Eld. B. What are the results of attendance
on the Sabbath school ?

Teach. 'That question we answer, partly in
faith, and partly by knowledge. Faith in good ;
—and we know that our school is a good school;
we know that we enjoy ourselves there ; and we
know what is learned there is good. It is there
that divine influences and joyful communions
fill with gladness the hour. We enjoy them,
and if we could say no more, we think that this
would be sufficient.

Eld. B. That is true.

Teach. But that is not all; the results go still
further. They are not confined to the hour passed
in the schoolroom. ‘The scholar is better and
happier for having been there. Is it not so with
you ?
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Eld. B. Yessir; Lalways fecl better when
I have been to the school. When I have said
my lesson, conversed upon the subject of it, and
obtained my library book, I am always glad to
have been there.

Teach. Your answer is full of hope and prom-
ise ; for if you now find your enjoyment in learn-
ing the things of the Kingdom of God, those
evil days will never come to you, when you will
say you have no pleasure in them. The Sabbath
school scholar who is prompt in his duty is
in asafe path,—one which, while affording happi-
ness by the way, results in the fulness of joy.
To him the example of Christ is an example of
love and goodness, drawing him to the Father by
these divine influences and attractions. ‘‘ He sees
God, not only as the Creator, but as he is mani-
fested in the world, by his providence, which
shows us that he not only made the world, but
that he makes the world ; that he is the same in
the creation of the flowers and streams as in the
creation of storms and tempests; that he is not
far off, but near, ever blessing us with the favors
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of his parental providence; that his power is
over everything; that motion is his power, for
there can be no motion without mind ; that God
is present in the child. It cannot live by bread
alone. Communion must be held with God—
spirit with spirit.”

‘« It is recorded of our Savior that he was led
into the waters, and was buried in baptism; the
Spirit descended upon him; he heard the en-
couragement of that voice which proclaimed his
Sonship to the Most High, and in the enjoyment
of that holy time he came up from the river.
Then came the tempter; in the strength of the
spirit of the baptism, he resisted the temptation,
and was victorious over all its forms. So with
the object and mission of our Sabbath schools.
You are led to the river of divine truth, that
you may be baptized in its pure waters. You
are there shown the Father, and we trust that
when you go out into the world, you will, in the
strength of your Sabbath school baptism, resist
and overcome all temptation to wrong, and being
always engaged for the right, and living in the
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light of the gospel, you will pass through life un-
defiled ; thus may a Christian character be the
result of your attendance on the Sabbath school.

Fear or Deatu.— He who rightly under-
stands life, will not fear death. He who has
learned to trust, will never cease to hope. He
who always cherishes a love of right, will never
be without God in the world.

Treasures. — Knowledge and virtue are the
greatest treasures in the universe.

GratitupE. — Every faithful Sabbath school
teacher has the unfailing gratitude of his class.

Farrn is the eye with which the mind surveys
the future.
ILL TEMPER.

Ir was the season of vacation, when children’s
minds are given to play, instead of study. It
was during this interval, that a little girl, whom
we will call Jane, came from a neighboring town
to visit one of her school-mates, another little girl,
whose name we will call Emily.

The disposition of Emily was very different
from that of Jane. She was always pleasant and
kind, willing to confer favors upon others, even
though she should not receive the same in return.
Jane was ill-tempered, told wrong stories, and
did many things which rendered her a very disa-
greeable companion. Her parents could see no
fault in her, therefore she was permitted to give
way to her temper, which was the cause of her
losing friends and gaining enemies. When she
was in these violent fits of passion she would ac-
cuse her companions of things which would
wound their feelings very much. During vaca:
tion, Emily accepted an invitation which had
been given her to spend a few days with Jane.
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She enjoyed herself very much while there and
invited Jane to come and see her. Soon after
Jane went to visit Emily. The first part of the
time, she enjoyed very much; but as her visit
was drawing to aclose, she gave way toa violent
fitof temper. She took this opportunity to relate
to Emily many things her parents said about her
after she had leftthem. She told her that if she
knew what her father and mother said about her,
she would never visit them again. Whether
they did talk about her, or whether it was Jane’s
ugly temper, that led her to taunt Emily, I do
not know. But it caused Emily to feel very
much grieved, because she was not conscious of
having done anything which would cause them to
talk about her. Emily has never visited Jane
since, nor has she desired to. She thinks that
those who treat her well when she is present and
talk about her when she is absent, cannot be her
true friends. Thus we see that those who govern
their temper, and endeavor to make themselves
pleasant and agreeable, are much more loved and
respected than those who give way to this wicked
passion.
READING.

In my experience, both as teacher and scholar,
I have observed among the young those who read
a great many books, but at the end appear but
little wiser. They may have a confused and
indistinct recollection of events and characters,
and may be able perhaps to follow out the plan
ofastory. Out of the mass that they have read
they may have retained a great many facts ; but
being without connection or object, they are nearly
useless. Bad habits are formed, their reading is
to no purpose, and their time, therefore, mis-
spent.

I fear there are too few among those whose
years should enable them to understand and
appreciate the objects for which we live, that do
appreciate them. ‘There are too many who sup-
pose that reading is only a very pleasant amuse-
ment. They think of printing as a very ingenious
invention, and have no thought higher. They may
look about and sce a great deal of misery and
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unhappiness, but its alleviation is nothing to them.

”? is something that

‘The great mission of life
is very well to be talked of in the pulpit, and
ministers and reformers will accomplish it, no
doubt. But life has no responsibilities for them.

One of our first duties is to seek our own
moral and intellectual culture. Let both these
portions of our nature be cultivated together.
Do not separate them, for by so doing both are
threatened with danger. Heart without mind is
generally weak, but mind without heart is always
dangerous. Do not suppose because you have
left the schoolroom and no longer have lessons
set, and are no longer reprimanded if they are
not committed, that your education is finished.
Rather regard the school as the place where you
shall learn to study, life as your term-time, and
consider your education finished when there is
nothing more for you to learn. _It is not neces-
sary that study should be confined to books.
Accustom yourself to study actions and their
influences and effects. Public lectures, conver-

sations, in short, every event of your life, will
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present questions, and your own mind, with a
little reflection, will present the answers. If it
does not, do not let the fear of ridicule prevent
your asking.

But it is through books, chiefly, that we are to
look for improvement. Every person should
appropriate some part of each day to reading.
Young persons should early be taught the advan-
tages of a method for appropriating their time.
Let each duty have its time. In this way much
time is saved. Let the time you appropriate to
reading be one that will be the least liable to
interruption. Defer it not, if it can be avoided,
till late in the evening, when you are wearied
with the fatigues of the day.

At the present day, when books are s0 easily
obtained, there is no need of the excuse of ina-
bility to procure them. Circulating libraries are
easy of access,—though caution should be used in
selecting from them, — and each Sabbath school
has a library open for all. There has been much
said, and much written about books of fiction,
whether they may be read with safety by the
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young. Fiction as such need not be condemned,
though works of fiction should be sparingly read.
But if read at all, let them be selected by per-
sons of experience. There is much in the current
fiction of the day that is pernicious and unfit for
publication.

But if we set aside the light reading, there
are standard works enough to furnish reading for
one generation. The better newspapers of the
day should be carefully read. The newspapers
of this week are the history of the world for this
week. In each particular branch of literature
there are books without number, not only worthy
of perusal, but deserving of careful study. In his-
tory we have Rollin, Hume, Smollet, Prescott,
Macaulay, and Robertson. Philosophy, theol-
ogy, and science, each in its turn, brings names
as illustrious.

But there is one book above all others. Never
complain for want of reading while we have such
historians as Moses, poets before whom Shaks-
peare dwindles into insignificance, philosophers
of a higher and holier school, and truths that
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exceed the most astonishing fictions. | Where
has Scott a heroine that can compare with Ruth?
Grand as are the beauties of the Bible, life-
giving as is its wisdom, and imperishable as are
its truths, it is too frequently left unread.

As a general thing, too much is read; more
than can be well retained. One page well read
is more beneficial than a whole volume merely
glanced over. Never read the second line until
the first is fully understood. Make the author’s
sentiments your own. In reading history it is
highly important you should have a clear idea of
the locality where the events occurred. I have
found by experience that the best method deeply
to. impress what I have read, is to have at hand
writing materials, and after each reading write
out as fully as possible whatever new idea has
been presented. But in all that you read, keep
in view the great object of your reading,—Self
Improvement.
A SABBATH SCHOOL EXCURSION.

THE morning breaks. A hundred voices rise,
In shouts of gladness echoing to the skies.
The happy time draws near, the day is fair,

To festive scenes and rural joys repair.

Bright expectation gleams from every face,
And lighter footsteps bend with eager pace ;
Children and parents, pastor, people, all

With one accord obey the welcome call;

And hand in hand, along the path they wind,
As heart responds to heart a greeting kind,

To hold in verdant temples high and broad,
Commune with Nature and with Nature’s God.
Far from the city’s worn and narrow streets,
To sunny slopes embowered by Nature’s sweets,
How blest the change ; to breathe the scented air,
Steals for the moment every sense of care,

Its healing powers to all new life impart,
Expand the mind and elevate the heart.

But now arrived at the appointed place,—

A rural spot adorned with every grace,

Which Nature from her bounties could bestow,
To make the world a paradise below,—

Our party pause a moment to reflect ;

Then towards a path their several steps direct,
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Which leads the way to some sequestered seat,
Secured by foliage from the noonday heat ;

Or to the various sports their tastes incline,
Where art and nature, toil and skill combine

To give to all a welcome warm and kind,

That every weary heart sweet rest may find.

Here a few friends in social cheer are met,
Discoursing topics which such scenes beget ;

And there a crowd, intent on sports more gay,

In lively measure tread the hours away.

Some roam in groups through fields and meadows green,
And laden with the fragrant spoils are seen,
Bedecked with crowns from Flora’s own fair hand,
A radiant company from Fairy-land.

Apart from this another group behold,

A burden sweet their little arms unfold —

Lilies, fit emblem, when by childhood twined,

Of purity and innocence combined.

But hark! what sound is pealing through the air?
A summons from their sports to join in prayer ;
Come one and all, your voices mingle here,

To bless His presence who is ever near.

From east and west they come, from south and north,
From every path and thicket issuing forth,

Till all together seated once again,

The songs of worship and of praise begin.

Up to the throne of Heaven their prayers ascend,
Together rich and poor their voices blend;

While with their songs unite the feathered choir,
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With gratitude each spirit to inspire,

Till hill and valley echo all around,

And ‘‘ God’s first temples ”’ with His praise resound.
And look! for now again the scene is changed ;
A group before that rustic altar ranged,

With bended knee the throne of grace implore,
On infant heads its showers of love to pour;
That infant tongues may lisp the praise of God,
To guide their feet in paths by Jesus trod.

Sure, angels hallow scenes like this below,

And holy spirits at that altar bow,

Like winged messengers from Heaven, to bear
These offerings, and ever guard them there,
That every bud of promise reared below,

May bloom in Heaven, and to perfection grow.
But fast in scenes like this the day is spent;
Again toward home their weary steps are bent.
Weary with pleasure, they reluctant go,

Once more the toils and cares of earth to know:
But purified, and strengthened for the strife

Of labor, and the busy scenes of life;

While the remembrance of those happy hours
Shall deck the barren path of toil with flowers ;
And praying each that as the years rollon,
Laden with pleasures soon forever gone,

Each year shall bring but added virtues forth,
And leave behind the impress of their worth;
Till every heart to innocence be tuned,

Nor sinful pleasures ever dare intrude,
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To mar the image God has made and blest,
With means of pleasure, happiness and rest;
That all may find, in holy joys and pure,
Relief from care, for every sorrow cure ;

And live to be in holy pleasures blest,

Till earthly toil is changed for heavenly rest.
CHRIST AND DUTY.

Ir is profitable for us to meditate on such a
character as Christ’s, if by dwelling upon it we
become even in one respect like him. The more
we know of him, the more we shall love him;
for his character is love. We should imitate the
example of Mary, who was first at the ‘door of
the sepulchre where Jesus was laid. She had
great love for him, and her faith in him was as
strong asher love. She was nota stranger to
the miracles which he performed while here on
earth. She had seen him, and she knew that in
him perfection dwelt. So we should try to be
first in doing any act of kindness or benevo-
lence, not in a spirit of unholy emulation, but
from a love of doing good. By cultivating this
spirit we shall be happy in life, and prepared for
death. We shall be far happier than those who
seek worldly honors; and more than all, we
shall leave a name behind us more precious than
fame or wealth can bestow. When I was young
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as are many of you to whom I am now speaking,
I had not the privilege of worshipping God as we
now do. I was taught that a greater part of the
human family will be destroyed, and will have
no part in the heavenly kingdom. But thanks
be to God that he has now opened the eyes of
many to see him a Father to the fatherless, and a
sure help in time of need. When such thoughts
take possession of the heart, we view him in his
true character.

In order to serve him as we ought, we should
commence in youth. Christ said, “ they that seek
me early shall find me.” The whole life is short,
if happily spent in his service. We have every
encouragement to trust wholly in his kind care
and keeping, for his watchful eye is ever over
us. If you seek Christ in youth, nothing will
be lost, but much will be gained. When I look
back upon the early days of my life, I regard
them as lost to the true service of Christ. Tt
was impressed upon my young mind, that God
was filled with anger and wrath; and still I was
told that I must love him with my whole heart.
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I am sorry to say it, but I fear IT had no true
love for him at that time. If the path in which
I have walked has been desolate and dreary, I
do not desire that others should walk in it. If
God is seen in his true loveliness, the young, as
well as the old, will love his holy name.

In this regard, I think much good can be done
in the Sabbath school, and many profitable and
lasting impressions may be made upon the young
mind. I cannot think we meet together every
Sabbath in vain. The blessing of God will surely
rest upon us, and we shall be profited by our
assemblings. We must not be forgetful of God,
for he is not forgetful of us) When we lie down
on our pillow at night, we ought not to close our
eyes to sleep without thanking him for his kind
care of us through the day; and in the morning
we should thank him for his watchful care
through the night.

In time of sorrow and trouble we at once
fly to him. This is right; but still it is our duty
and privilege to call on him in time of prosperity
as well as in time of adversity, never forgetting
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to seek his divine blessing. Without this we
cannot enjoy life, or be prepared for death. And
when the days on earth are all passed, and we
are called to lay ourselves on the bed of death,
if we can but look back upon a life well spent,
it will smooth the pillow of pain, and make even
death itself sweet.



Satvation is the right direction of all one’s
powers and activities.

Hopk is the sunshine of the soul.