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PAGR RESCUED FROM TIlE BURNING SHIP. 3 LITTLE FRITZ 9 THE BABY IN THE RIVER 15 THE BABY BY THE BROOK 20 THE BABY WHO WAS NOT WANTED 26 THE AFRICAN TWINS 30 THE HOLY CHILD 34 THE BABES OF BETHLEHEM 39 THE BABY IN THE BLANKET 43 LILIAN AND THE STARS 49 MR. JACKSON'S GARDENERS 65 FROJVM TH,.BEUJI4INQ SHI3P.. .sa 1 ,AORE than fifty years ago f a little baby boy, only ";: ~,' a few weeks old, was taken S- :' by his parents on board a i : -J. large ship called the Kent. The ship was going to sail across the ocean from England to India. It must have been a pretty sight to see the Kent start, a fine fresh breeze filling her large white sails. I daresay many people on land watched her over the water until she had got so far away that she looked only a speck in the distance, and by-and-by they could see her no more. For some days the weather was fine and pleasant, and I daresay baby enjoyed the fresh sea air and the sunshine. The ship soon got into a part of the sea called the Bay of Biscay. The waves run very high in the Bay of Biscay. 4 Rescued from the Burning Ship. Sometimes the ship was lifted up high on the top of the waves, and sometimes she went down between them, and as they rose up the spray came dashing over the deck. By-and-by a gale of wind sprang up, and the waves rose higher and higher, and the Kent was tossed up and down upon them, and rolled from side to side. This often happens when ships are crossing the ocean, and the sailors have to be very busy to mind the sails and ropes. The passengers had to keep quiet, because they were not used to being tossed about, like the sailors. Baby's father and mother were not frightened, for they knew that God was watching over them and over their little one. But one day, while the gale was still high, some smoke was seen rising up at one end of the ship. It came from the "hold" in the lower part of the ship, where the stores were kept. The cry rose up that the ship was on fire! The smoke came up thicker and thicker. The terrible news was quite true. What was to be done now ? The captain did all he could to put out the flames, and the sailors worked bravely. But the fire kept on spreading, and the captain saw that he could not possibly save the ship. There were several little children on board. They did not understand the danger, but went Rescued from the Burning Ship. 5 on playing with their toys quite happily. I daresay baby was quite happy too. His parents felt sure they must all perish, and his father took a piece of paper and a pencil, and wrote upon it that the ship was on fire, and that they expected to die, but they were trusting the Lord Jesus and He kept them in peace. He put the paper into a bottle. This bottle was carried away by the waves, and some time after it was cast on shore in the West Indies, and picked up by a gentle- man who was bathing. A sailor had climbed to the top of the foremast to see whether there was any ship in the distance which might help them. Suddenly he called out A sail! and waved his hat joyfully. The people below answered him with a cheer, and thanked God for sending the ship. It was quite a small vessel, with only a few sailors on board, and some Cornish miners who were going to America. It was called the Cambria. The captain of the Kent ordered guns to be fired, and flags hung out, that those on board the Cambria might see they were in distress. Soon they saw the Cambria sailing towards them, but she could not come very near. Then the captain had the boats got ready, and he called for the women and children. A number of them were put into one of the boats with some sailors to row it. Baby was there, carried 6 Rescued from the Burning Ship. in his mother's arms, and not knowing what it all meant. When the boat was full it was lowered down by ropes into the sea. This was very dangerous, and baby's father looked on with an anxious heart from the ship's deck. However, they got the boat down safely, and the brave sailors rowed hard to reach the Cambria. They were tossed up and down by the great waves, and water came often into the boat, and the poor children got wet through. Baby must have got wet too, though he was held tight in his mother's arms. At last they came alongside the Cambria. It was most difficult to get on board in the storm, and the captain of the Cambria called out, " Send up the children first." Then Mr. Thom- son, who was taking care of the boat, seized baby from his mother's arms, and held him up high, and a sailor on board ship stretched out. his arms and caught him. So baby got safe on board the Cambria. Then the other children were helped up, and then the women, with baby's mother. Baby's father watched it all from the deck of the Kent, and oh! how glad he was, and how he thanked God that his dear child and its mother were saved. All this time the Kent was burning, and at the same time sinking lower and lower in the water. But you will be glad to hear that a great many 8 Rescued from the Burning Ship. more people on board were saved. The boats went backwards and forwards all day, though it was very difficult for the people on board to get into them. After all the women and chil- dren had been carried away, the soldiers and sailors got into the boats. Baby's father got down by a rope, and in a short time he had the joy of seeing his dear child and its mother again. The Cambria was now crowded with people,, and there was hardly room for any one to sit down. The gale continued, and the ship rocked up and down. But God watched over her and all the people in her, and in two days they had reached England and were safe on shore. Baby grew up to be a man. His parents taught him to love and serve God, who had taken care of him when he knew nothing about it. He has made many voyages since then in a tiny boat of his own, called Rob Roy, and most people have heard of John Macgregor. LITTLE; FRITZ. ITTLE FRITZ was born in Africa, but he was 'i not an African baby. His parents were Germans, and little Fritz had a white skin like other German children, and English children as well, and nice rosy cheeks. His parents were missionaries, who had come to Africa to teach the black people. When Fritz was only three months old, a number of black men came into the house where his parents, Mr. and Mrs. Ramseyer, lived, with guns in their hands. They pointed the guns at Fritz and his parents. But Mr. and Mrs. Ramseyer, ran forward and held out their hands to the black men, and said, "We are white people; we are friends; please do not point the gun at the baby." Then the black men put down their guns, and said, You must put your best clothes on and come with us." These men were soldiers of the king of Ashantee, and the king of Ashantee had sent Little Fritz. them there, and told them to bring the white people to him. Fritz's father and mother had no time to pack up anything, but Mrs. Ramseyer got the baby's bottle and some tins of condensed milk, and a warm wrap to put round him. The black soldiers said, "You shall soon come home again; but they did not really mean to let them go. Fritz's father and mother had to walk along with them for miles and miles in the hot sun, carrying him in their arms. By-and-by they got very tired, and one of the men, who was kinder than the rest, said, Give me the baby, and I will carry him for you." But as soon as little Fritz found himself in the black soldier's arms he began to cry, and he would not be happy till his father had taken him a gain. On and on they went, farther and farther from their home. They passed through many villages, and some rough men came out and struck them with their fist. Poor little Fritz got a blow, though they did not mean it for him. Happily it was not a hard one; and though he cried a little, he soon stopped again. Soon all the milk they had brought with them was gone, and then Fritz's father and mother did not know what they should give him to drink. At last the captain of the party gave Little Fritz. them some tins of condensed milk, which he had stolen out of their own house. These lasted about two weeks. The journey was long; and when they stopped for some days to rest, the soldiers built a little hut out of the branches of trees, which kept off the hot sun. But one night it rained, and the rain came right through the branches, and Fritz's father and mother got very wet. Little Fritz lay in their arms, and they held a great wooden dish over him to keep the rain off. When they set off on their journey they had to walk through a quantity of very tall grass; the grass was wet, and poor Fritz got very cold. Farther on there were steep hills to climb, and rivers to cross, but Fritz's father carried him so carefully that no harm came to him. One day they were crossing a ditch, full of muddy water. Down fell Fritz's bottle into the ditch, and the india-rubber cork rolled into the mud out of sight. Fritz's father and mother were very much troubled. They searched and searched in the mud for a very long time. Oh, how glad they were when at last they found the cork ! But by-and-by the last drop of milk was gone. What could they do now for poor little Fritz ? Some kind people gave them a few eggs for the child, and Fritz liked these very much. But Little Fritz. when they were gone, Mr. and Mrs. Ramseyer had no money to buy more. Mr. Ramseyer went to the captain and said, "Do give me a little gold-dust, to buy eggs for the baby! But the captain only laughed. Then Fritz's father took him on his arms, and the mother walked by his side, and they went round one of the villages from door to door, and begged the black people to give them eggs for the baby. Some of the people were very sorry for poor little Fritz, and gave him some eggs. At another village, farther on, there were none at all to be had. But two of the black women there saw how hungry the poor baby looked, and they came and said to his parents, "There are two eggs down by the brook; they were put there as an offering to the fetish." A "fetish" is a strange sort of idol which these people worship; none of them would dare to take what was offered to the fetish, but these women felt sure that the white people were not afraid of it, and that they might safely take the offerings. So Mr. Ramseyer went down to the brook and found the eggs. How glad they were to get them for the poor little baby! After this they met with some more kind people who gave them eggs. But poor Fritz grew thinner and thinner. Little Fritz. The pretty roses had all faded out of his cheeks, and he lay still day by day, so patient and quiet, looking up at his father and mother. They saw that he could not live much longer, and their tears often fell when they looked at their darling baby. But they knew that the Lord Jesus Christ would take little Fritz to be with Him, and there he would never more suffer from the hot sun, or the cold rain, or the want of food. The dear little fellow liked to have the india- rubber cork of his bottle to suck. It seemed to comfort him. But nothing more could do him any good. One evening his parents saw that the end was very near, and they said to the black men, Do please give us a little palm oil. We want to have a light in the night, while our baby is dying." They do not burn candles in that country, but little lamps filled with palm oil. The black men said, "The baby must not die; our king wants to have it." But God did not mean little Fritz to go to the king. That night he slept well. When he woke up in the morning he looked quite lively, and began to play with the buttons on his mother's jacket, a thing he had not done for a long time. He seemed to enjoy his egg; but by-and-by he suddenly turned his eyes and fixed them on his Little Fritz. mother. She took him in her arms, and saw at once that he was dying. His breath grew shorter and shorter, and once more he looked up at his father and mother as if he wanted to say good-bye to them, and then all was over. Little Fritz had gone to be with the Lord Jesus. His parents could not get any wood to make a coffin, so they got some branches of palm trees and wove them together, and made two baskets of them. Then they laid the little body in one basket, and put the other over it for a lid. Then they carried it out and buried it. But the little body will rise again when the Lord Jesus comes. And little Fritz will have a shining white robe, and a palm branch in his hand, and will sing joyful songs of praise to the Lord who loved him and died for him. ~I WI"" ij TH-E BABY 11 TH --IVETR. SA going to tell you about a little baby l whose story is written in the Bible. This baby was born many, many years before the Lord Jesus came, in a country called Egypt. His parents were not Egyptians; they were called Israelites, and Egypt was not their own country. They knew God, and worshipped Him, while the Egyptians worshipped idols. 16 The Baby in the River. The King of Egypt hated the Israelites, and was very cruel to them. One day he said that all their little baby-boys were to be killed as soon as they were born. But his people were not so cruel as he was, and the babies were not killed. This made him more angry still, and he said they must all be thrown into the river. One little boy born just at this time was a very beautiful child. His mother longed to save him, and for a long time she kept him out of sight. She trusted in God, and believed that God would watch over him, and not let him be taken away and thrown into the river. But when the baby was three months old she found that she could not hide him any longer. She went and got a number of the soft rushes which grew by the river. She plaited them to- gether so as to make a basket, with a lid to it. Then she got some mud and filled in all the holes between the rushes; so that the basket was now more like a box or chest. Then she got some pitch and spread all over it, so that no water could get through. And then she laid her dear little baby in it, and shut down the lid. She set out for the river with her little girl, carrying the basket in her hand. I daresay the neighbours thought it was a coffin and that there was a dead baby inside. But the child was alive The Baby in the River. 17 and well, and the mother still trusted in God to save him. When she got to the river, she stepped in among the tall reeds which grew in the water close to the bank, and laid the basket down in the water. The tall reeds sheltered it, and kept it from floating out into the middle of the river; and the water could not get inside the basket because of the pitch all over it. Then the mother knew she must go away and leave her child. But she told the girl to stay behind and see what became of her little brother. And the girl, whose name was Miriam, stayed there to watch. By-and-by a number of ladies came along the bank of the river. One of them was very beau- tifully dressed. She was the Princess, the daughter of the King, and the others were the ladies who waited upon her. The King of Egypt was called Pharaoh, so the Princess was called Pharaoh's daughter." I do not know what her own name was. She was going to bathe in the river. As she passed she saw the basket lying in the water among the reeds. She wondered what it was, and sent her maid to fetch it. So the maid went and lifted the basket out of the water and carried it to the Princess. The Princess opened it, and when she looked in, there lay a beautiful 6c 18 The Baby in the River. little baby! It was crying for its mother, and there were tears on its little soft cheek. The Princess felt very sorry for the little thing. She understood what it meant. She knew no mother would like to lose her dear baby, and she guessed it had been put there because of her father's cruel order. So she said to her maids: "This is one of the Hebrews' children;" for the Egyptians used to call the Israelites Hebrews. Miriam had been watching all this time. She saw the Princess come by, and she saw her take the basket and open it. When she saw how kindly the Princess looked at the baby -she came forward bravely and spoke to her. She said: Shall I fetch one of the Hebrew women to nurse the child for you?" And the Princess said : Yes." Then Miriam ran away and fetched her own mother. The Princess said to the mother: Take this child and nurse it for me, and I will pay you wages for it." So the mother took her own dear little baby home again. But she could not keep him always. As soon as he was old enough to understand, she taught him about God, who loved him and had watched over him. And by-and-by, when he was older still, she had to take him back to the Princess. The Princess took him for her own child, The Baby in the River. 19 and people called him "the son of Pharaoh's daughter." But the Princess named him " Moses," which means drawn out," because she had taken him out of the river. Long years after this, when Moses was grown up to be a man, God gave him a wonderful work to do. He brought all the Israelites out of Egypt, where they were so badly treated, and led them back to the country God meant them to have for. their own, the land of Canaan. This country is now called Palestine. It is the country where the Lord Jesus was born. THE BABY BY THE BEPOOK. AR away in West Africa, in a place called Ibadan, a little baby-girl lay alone by the side of a brook. She was black, like all other little African babies. Some cruel men had carried off her mother to be a slave, but they did not want to be troubled with the child, so they just put her into a little basket, and left her lying there. Poor baby did not like being left all alone, so she cried as loud as she could. It was a good thing she cried, for there were wild beasts not far off. These wild beasts used to come down to the water at night, and they might have hurt her. But when they heard her screaming they were frightened, and kept away from her. In the morning the women came from the town to get water. They were sorry for the poor baby, and one after another took her up in their arms, and gave her some water to drink, and hushed her cries for a little while. But The Baby by the Broole. 21 by-and-by they all went away, and she was left alone again. Why did not somebody pity the poor baby, and take her home? I will tell you why. If any of these black women had dared to do such a thing, the great chiefs who governed the town would have said, Oh, you have got the baby ! You know something about the mother. Who stole her away?" And then they would have put the woman in prison. So nobody liked to take her, and the poor baby was left lying alone in her basket by the brookside. But there was a white lady living at Ibadan with her husband, who was a missionary. Her name was Anna Hinderer. Mr. and Mrs. Hinderer had come out to Africa to teach the black people about God, and about the Lord Jesus Christ. Mrs. Hinderer was very fond of babies. She had none of her own, but she had a number of little black boys and girls living with her, whom she taught and took care of. Some of the black women came and told her about the poor baby by the brook. They said to her, If you take the child it will be all right; the chiefs will not be angry with you." And Mrs. Hinderer said, "Yes; I will take the child." Then she called one of the older black girls who lived with her and said, Go down to the 22 The Baby by the Brook. brook, and find the little baby who is lying there; put her on your back and bring her to me." I must tell you that the women iin that country always carry their babies on their backs; they put a long cloth round their shoulders, and fold in the ends below quite tight; then they leave the top of the cloth a little loose at the back, and they put the baby just inside, so that it cannot fall out, but can just peep over their shoulders. So the black girl went down to the brook and fetched the baby home to Mrs. Hinderer; and Mrs. Hinderer fed and comforted the little thing, and took her to be her own child. She gave her a very pretty name, Eyila ; which means, She has escaped," or She is saved." Little Eyila soon became very bright and happy. All the girls who lived with Mrs. Hinderer grew very fond of her, but Mrs. Hinderer loved her best of all, and called her " My baby." She used to carry her about the house, and talk to her, and play with her. When Sunday came Mrs. Hinderer went to the little church where her husband preached to the black people. But she would not leave Eyila behind. She used to put the baby on her back just as the black women do, and take her to church, and Eyila amused herself by playing 24 The Baby by the Brook. with Mrs. Hinderer's hair. Sometimes she got tired and restless, and then Mrs. Hinderer would get up gently from her seat and rock herself to and fro for a few minutes, and Eyila would go fast asleep. When Eyila was nearly two years old, Mrs. Hinderer became very ill. She was so ill, that she found she must go back to England. She could not bear to leave her dear black baby, but what was to be done ? She could not take her the long, tiring journey down to the sea-shore, and then across the ocean. So she told her girls they must take the greatest possible care of Eyila while she was away, and they promised to do so. Then she kissed her dear black baby and said good-bye to her, and set out on her long journey to England. Eyila was well taken care of when Mrs. Hinderer was gone, for everybody loved her. But one day she was ill, and had to lie quiet instead of running about and playing as usual. The girls nursed her and petted her, and after a few days she was able to get up again. Then they were very glad, and they made a little feast, because they thought Eyila was well. But she soon grew worse. She lay on her bed, hot and restless with fever and moaning with pain. One day when the girls were sitting by her bedside she suddenly looked up at them, The Baby by the Brook. 25 then pointed upward with her finger, and said, "Eyila going home soon; but too many thorns in the path." But the thorns were nearly all passed, and the Lord Jesus made the last few steps of the path smooth for the dear baby. And very soon little Eyila went to be with Him, where she could never feel pain any more. When Mrs. Hinderer heard that Eyila was gone, she cried very much, for she dearly loved her little black baby. She never got well enough to go back to Africa; and by-and-by the Lord Jesus took her home to be with Him, and then she saw her little Eyila again. THE BABY WHO WAS NOT WANT JD., _<--*+*- AR away over the sea is the beautiful country of India. The sun shines very bright there, and there are fine tall trees and gay flowers. There are also grand cities, with shops and houses and palaces. The babies of India have dark brown skin, and very dark, bright eyes. There are many white people living there too, many English people. But there are not many white children, for English people send their babies home to England, because India is too hot for them. If you were to go into an Indian house where Indian people live, you might see a number of children. When a man's sons are grown up, and have wives and children of their own, they often live on with their father, and in one house there will be many families living together. I am going to tell you about a little girl who was born in one of these houses. Her father and mother were not at all glad to have her. The Baby who was not Wanted. 27 They hoped they should have a boy, and they did not want a girl, and were very much dis- appointed. When a little Indian boy is born, everybody is very pleased. There is a great feast made to all the children, and the baby is beautifully dressed, and friends come to see it and bring it presents. Sometimes this is done for a little girl too, but not often, for the people of India do not think much of girls. However, the new baby had to be named, and the father sent for the priest to do it. Many of the people of India worship idols, and the priests have charge of the idols and of the fine temples where they are kept. So the idol-priest came to name the baby. Some of the little Indian girls have very pretty names given them. But when the priest saw that nobody cared about this child, and nobody wanted her, he gave her only the name of Nando," which means "girl." When Nando got a little bigger she had a number of ornaments put upon her. Little girls in India often wear several heavy bracelets on their arms and round their ankles, and rings hanging from the ears, the lips, and the nose. This is thought the proper thing. But I should think Nando would rather have had a little love than all these fine ornaments. But though nobody at home cared much for 28 The Baby who was not WIanted. poor Nando, God cared for her. It was God who sent her into the world; and though her father and mother had not wanted her, God wanted her. God had plenty for her to do one day, and He was watching over her, though she knew nothing about Him. One day, when Nando was six years old, her mother sent her to the bazaar to get some things. A bazaar in India is something like a market. There were quantities of people buying and selling, and there was a great deal of noise. Nando got frightened in the crowd, and did not know what to do. A policeman saw her standing still, looking frightened and puzzled, and he thought she was lost, and took hold of her hand to lead her away. Her little brothers were with her, but when they saw the policeman they ran away home. Nando was taken to the police-station, and they kept her there a little time, to see if anybody would come and fetch her. But nobody came and said, "That is my little girl; give her back to me." Nobody seemed to care what became of poor Nando. Some distance off there was a nice large home where poor little orphan children were taken in and cared for. This home was kept by some English ladies. Little Nando was taken there, and very soon she found plenty of people to love The Baby vwho was not Wanted. 29 her. She learned to know the Lord Jesus Christ, and gave up worshipping idols. When she was baptized a beautiful new name was given her. She was called Faith," and she grew up to be a happy and useful woman, like many other little Indian girls whom once nobody wanted. THZE AFFICAN TWIN$. HERE is a large river in Africa called the Niger, and many towns are built upon its banks. English ships go up and down the river, bringing goods from England to the rich people who live in these towns, and exchanging them for palm-oil and other things to send to England. Outside the towns are large forests, with now and then fields and farms between them. These forests are called the bush." One night in July two little twin girls were born in one of these towns, called Onitsha. They were black babies, and their mother was a black woman; but she was a Christian, and there were several other Christians living in the town, though most of the people were heathens and worshipped idols. When this woman found that she had two little babies instead of one she was very fright- ened. She went away. to hide herself in the bush, and left her poor babies. Was not this strange ? I will tell you why she did so. The heathen The African Twins. 31 people on the Niger think it a very dreadful thing when twin babies are born. They are afraid some harm will happen if the twins are allowed to live. In scme places they kill one of the poor babies, and in others they kill both of them. It makes the parents very unhappy, but they dare not try to save their children. Though the mother of these twin girls was so frightened, she had some friends who were brave. They said, "The children must not be killed; we are Christians and cannot allow it." And they sent to tell the missionaries, who were black men like themselves. The missionaries had the babies brought to their house, and then they said, "We will not keep it a secret; we will let every one know that there are twins born, and that -we are very glad." So they told the white people in the town what they were going to do, and then they had some guns fired off in honour of the ,nev' babies. The heathen chiefs were very angry. Tli,.,' sent word: "The babies must be put to deatli at once, and you must kill a man too, or some harm will come to the town." But the missionaries answered : No; it would be wrong to put any one to death." And some of the heathen men and women of the town came and said to them: Be sure you 32 The African Twins. do not give up the babies. We had twins of our own once, and they were taken away and killed. We have lost our poor children." The tears ran down their cheeks as they said this. And the missionaries said: "We will not give them up; we are not afraid." But in the evening a great crowd came round the house. There were men carrying guns and spears and clubs, and they shouted out that the little girls must be given to them to be killed. They battered at the door and tried to break it open. The missionaries saw that they would not be able to keep these cruel men from getting into the house, and then what would become of the poor babies ? So they caught them up in their arms and ran out of the house by a back door. The angry crowd did not find out when they went, and they got away quickly into the bush before any one knew they were gone. There was no home for the twins in the bush, and they could not have been safe there for very long. But God had provided a safe shelter for them. There was an English steamer lying in the river just then close to Onitsha. The mis- sionaries hurried through the bush down to the river and carried the babies on board the steamer. Do not you think they must have wanted their mother ? She had come out of the bush and The Afr';: Twins. 33 gone home again, but she was afraid to gn near her children. There was a nice Christian black woman on board the steamer, called Mammy Davis, and the little twins were given to her to nurse; but how were they to be fed ? There was nice milk to be had on board the steamer, but there was no feeding-bottle, for nobody had ever thought of taking two tiny babies on board. But the kind clever captain set to work, and the engineer helped him, and they managed to make a very nice feeding-bottle. So now the twins were provided for. At the next town where the steamer stopped on her way up the river, the Christians of the place all came together, and thanked God for saving the two dear babies. The little things were named Mary and Elizabeth. God saw fit to take little Mary home to Himself. She died when she was eleven days old. But Elizabeth grew a strong healthy child; and no doubt when she was older she learned to thank God herself for watching over her, and keeping her in safety. You will be glad to hear that since then many of the people on the Niger have learned not to.be afraid of twin babies any more. The mission- aries taught them that the babies iere good gifts from God. So now in many places they are allowed to live. THE( HOLIY CHILD. -- ANY years ago, there was a baby born at a place called Bethlehem, in the land of Palestine, where the Jews lived. Bethlehem was a quiet little town, built upon a hill. Down the slope of this hill there were vineyards where beautiful grapes grew, and below there were fig-trees, and olive-trees, and' corn-fields, and meadows. One day two travellers came to Bethlehem, a carpenter named Joseph and his wife Mary. They had come a long way. They went to the inn, to see if they could spend the night there. This inn was nothing but a large hall, with places all round it like rooms without doors, where travellers might sleep. It was quite full now, for a number of people had just come to Bethlehem. There was no room for Joseph and Mary, and they had to take shelter in the stable, where the horses and donkeys were put up for the night. And here God sent Mary a little baby. Who do you think were the first people to The Holy Child. 35 hear about the new baby ? Not the people in the inn. Some shepherds, who were spending the night in the fields below, taking care of their sheep, were the first. There were some other people too, a long way off, of whom you shall hear another time. An angel from heaven was sent to tell the shepherds. While it was still dark everywhere, they saw all at once a bright light round about them, more glorious and beautiful than the brightest sunshine, and they were quite frightened. But the angel told them not to fear, for he had brought them good news. This was the news: " Unto you is born this day in the city of David (that is, Bethlehem) a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord." They had been looking a long while for the Saviour to come, but they never thought He would come in this way-a poor woman's baby, born in a stable. But this was the way Ho chose to come. He was the Son of God, and He chose to be born a poor child. The angel told the shepherds He was to be the great King, who should reign for ever and ever. And then the sky all round about was full of bright angels, who sang and praised God, because this Holy Child was born. This is the song they sang: Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, goodwill towards men." 36 The Holy Child. When the angels had gone back to heaven, the shepherds said to one another: "We must go to Bethlehem, and see the baby who has been born." So as early morning was beginning to dawn, they left their sheep, and came up the hill to Bethlehem. God must have shown them where to go, for they found their way to the stable where Joseph and Mary were. There they saw the baby, wrapped tightly round with a piece of linen, and lying in the manger where the animals fed. Joseph and Mary heard the wonderful story which the shepherds had to tell, and they understood it. For an angel had told them long before that Mary's Babe was to- be the Son of God. Then the shepherds went and told their story to every one they met. But we are not told that any one else except the wise men came to see the Holy Child. Per- haps they were too busy with their work and their pleasure, their buying and their selling, to pay much attention to what the shepherds said. The Jews always used to name their babies when they were eight days old. Mary and Joseph had not to think what name they should choose for the baby. The angel had already told Joseph what His name was to be. It was JESUS, which means, "He shall save." JESUS is the sweetest and grandest name ever heard. When the Holy Child was six weeks old, He The Holy Child. 87 was taken to the great city-Jerusalem. The beautiful temple where the Jews worshipped God was at Jerusalem. Every Jewish mother used to take her first little baby-boy to the temple, to present him to God. And each one always brought with her a thank-offering. The rich mothers brought a lamb; but God had said the poor might bring two doves instead, for doves were very cheap. Mary was a poor woman, so she brought two doves with her baby. There was a very old man living in Jerusalem, named Simeon. God had promised him that he should not die before he had seen the "Saviour, Christ the Lord," whom he had long been expecting. God put it into his heart to go into the temple just when Mary and Joseph were there with the Holy Child. When Simeon saw the baby he was very glad. He took Him up in his arms, and began to praise God. And he said that this child should be a Light for all the world. Just then a woman came in, named Anna. She was a widow and very old, and she loved to be in the temple. She, too, had long been looking for the Saviour to come. And she gave thanks to God when she saw the child, and went and told many others who had been longing for Him. Years after, when this Holy Child was grown 83 The Holy Child. up, He went about doing good, healing the sick, and helping the troubled, and teaching those who wanted to know about God. But at last some wicked people, who were jealous of Him, took Him and nailed Him to a cross. They could not have done it unless He had chosen to let them. He chose to die for our sakes, to bear the punishment for all the wrong things we have done. And when He died, those who loved Him thought they had lost Him. But it was not so. On the third day He rose from the dead, and then they knew that He was indeed the Son of God. Then He went back to heaven, and from His throne there He watches over little children, and loves them, and cares for them. THE BABES OF BETHLEHEp1, SA going to tell you about the Lord Jesus when He was a happy baby in His earthly parent's home. The shepherds of Bethlehem were not the only people who knew when He was born. In a country a long way off to the east there were some wise, clever men, who used to study the stars. They knew one star from another, and gave them names, and knew where to find each one in the sky. One night they saw a bright star which they had never seen before. It must have been different from all the rest, for they at once felt sure that God had sent this star as a messenger. They 'oo, like many other people all over the world, were expecting some great King to come who would set everything right, and make men happy. They did not know as much about His coming as the Jews knew, but they were very glad when they saw the star, and felt sure the King was born. They knew He would be a Jew, so they 40 The Babes of Bethlehenr. set off at once on the long journey to Jerusalem to see Him. When these wise men reached Jerusalem they asked everybody where they should find the baby-King. There was a king reigning then in Jerusalem called Herod. He did not like to hear of this baby-King. He sent to some learned men and asked were he was to be found. They said: In Bethlehem." Then Herod said to the wise men: "Go to Bethlehem and look for the baby, and when you have found him, come back and tell me." So the wise men started off for Bethlehem. As they went they looked up. There was the star which they had seen in the east! God had sent it to them again. It went on before them, and at last it stopped right over one of the houses in Bethlehem. So they knew the King must be there. And they knocked; and when the door was opened they went in, and found Mary and Joseph and the Holy Child, the King they had come so far to see.- They knelt down before the Babe with their faces to the ground, und worshipped Him. Then they gave Him some rich presents which they had brought from their own country, gold and sweet-smelling spices, which were very precious, The Babes of Bethlehem. 41 They did not go back to Herod, for G o told them not to do so, so they returned to their own country another way. Herod was very angry when he found the wise men did not come back. He was afraid this baby-King would grow up and take away h:s kingdom one day. And he wanted to find Him, that he might kill Him. There were plenty of children in Bethlehem, and how could he tell which of them was the King! But he was determined to kill Him, so he sent a number of soldiers to Bethlehem. He said to them: "You are to be sure and kill every child in Bethlehem who is two years old, or younger." Then he thought the King would certainly be killed with the rest, But God would not let any harm happen to the Holy Child. He sent an angel -to Joseph in a dream. The angel said to Joseph: "Get up and take the Child and His mother, and go into the land of Egypt; for Herod wants to kill Him." SJoseph woke up out of his sleep, and he called his wife, and they quickly got ready for the journey. They had money enough for all they wanted, since the wise men had brought the presents. So when the soldiers of King Herod got to Bethlehem, the child whom they wanted to kill was far away. 42 The Babes of Bethlehem. But the soldiers did not know this. They went through the streets, and from house to house, and seized all the little children they could find and killed them. The poor mothers had no time to run away with their little ones or to hide them. The soldiers did not care for their crying or their tears. They just did what Herod had told them. And that night there was not one little baby left in all Bethlehem or the country round about; all were killed. Was this how God took care of the babies ? Yes; for they went straight up to be with Him. They never knew any sorrow, or tears, or trouble. I daresay the poor mothers did not understand it, and I am sure they shed many tears for their darlings. But God had thought about those weeping mothers long, long before, and had told the prophet Jeremiah to write about them and their sorrow. And Jeremiah had written down about the weeping in Bethlehem where the little ones were killed. And he wrote down God's message to the mothers, not to weep any more, for they should see their dear babies again some day THE BABY IN TH- BLIj(A KEZT. FEW years ago the good ship Fusilier left the docks at London, bound for Australia. Soon after leaving the river a storm came on, and the vessel rolled and pitched in the angry waves. The ship was crowded with emi- grants, most of whom had never been on the ocean before. Many of them were very ill, and wished that they had not left their homes to venture on such a long voyage. On deck there is a scene of wild confusion. The sailors know full well the dangers of this part of the coast-they are near the dreaded Goodwin Sands, and they think of the many ships wrecked and the lives lost in those treach- erous depths The ship plunges heavily, and the sailors look anxiously for a glimpse of the warning lightships, to tell where they are. Suddenly all on board are aroused by a violent shock, which shakes the vessel from stem to stern, and they know they are aground on the sands. Husbands and wives, parents and chil- dren, clasp each other in what they think is a 44 The Baby in the Blanket. last embrace. They crowd up the steps oh to the deck; but in the roar of the tempest and the noise of the blinding spray which dashes over the ship they can only learn that they are in great peril. The captain orders a tar-barrel to be lighted, in the hope that it may be seen by the vigilant watchers on the lightships, or that some passing vessel may come to their rescue. The furious seas surge around the ship, and the spray flies over her in great sheets, and mingles with the dark clouds of smoke from the flaming tar- barrel. Hour after hour passes, and the poor creatures give themselves up for lost. In one part of the ship may be seen a noble-hearted woman gathering a crowd-of helpless ones around her, encouraging them by reading from God's Holy Word, and praying with them. Often, as the wild blasts shake the vessel to the keel, there mingles with the roar of the storm the strains of hymns; and many poor creatures are led to look from their own helplessness and weakness to the almighty arm of a loving God, Soon after midnight a shout is raised, "The lifeboat! the lifeboat!" and with cries and tears of joy they greet the brave hearts coming to their rescue. It has been a long, long night of terror, and many of those who have held up bravely during its hours of danger are quite 46 The Baby in the Blanklet. overcome at the prospect of being saved. Their signals for help have been seen by the vigilant boatmen at Ramsgate, and a steamer is at once sent off with a lifeboat in tow. With much trouble and danger the lifeboat men let the anchor down, so as to come near the ship without striking it. The captain calls for the women with children to come first. One is led to the gangway, but shrieks with terror as the lifeboat is lifted on the top of a wave, and the next moment drops into the wild waste of waters many feet below. As the boat rises again, the boatmen who stand ready to catch her, cry "Let go and she is caught in their arms, and passed to the stern of the boat. Again and again is this scene repeated. Some of the women in the boat are crying aloud for their children. A passenger rushes to the gang- way, and thrusts a big bundle into the hands of one of the sailors, who thinks it is simply a blanket for one of the women in the boat. "Here, Bill,-catch! the sailor shouts, and throws the bundle to a boatman, who just catches it as it is falling into the sea. The man is thunderstruck to hear a baby's cry, while a poor woman shrieks out, "My child! my child !" as she springs forward and snatches it from his arms. With eager haste the boatmen worked on; The Baby in the Blanket. 47 and at last, after many narrow escapes and some heavy falls, thirty women and children are got safely into the boat. This is as many as she can carry without danger of some being washed out by the heavy seas which -dash con- tinually over them. The anchor is hauled up, the sail is hoisted, and away the gallant boat bounds before the fierce gale. In spite of the hope of being saved, it is a terrible time for the poor creatures huddled in the bottom of the boat, cold and exhausted after their long exposure. Every now and then the boatmen see a giant wave coming towards them, and then they give a quick, warning cry, "Hold on!" to the women, who cling tightly to the boat for dear life. Presently the steamer's lights are seen, shining bright and near. With great difficulty the boat is brought alongside; and as it rises on the top of a wave a woman is held up by those in the boat, and caught by the men on the steamer. One by one they get on board, and go down into the shelter of the cabin. One poor woman struggles to get back to the boat, crying for her child; but in the roar of the gale the men do not hear her. Presently the rolled-up blanket is handed up, and is about to be dropped on the deck, when half-a-dozen voices shout out, "There is a baby in the blanket! The weeping mother cries, "God 48 The Baby in the Blanket. bless you! God bless you! to the kind-hearted boatmen, and then blesses and praises God out of the fulness of her heart. Three times the lifeboat goes back to the wreck, till at last all are got off, and the steamer makes its way back to .Ramsgate, its cabin crowded with weeping and excited people. LJ4J4AN4 A9ID THF ,TAP$. ry ILIAN and her mamma were ro- S turning from a walk late one ( cold frosty winter afternoon, .. .I when Lilian exclaimed- "Oh, mamma, look at the moon! how beautiful it is! it is ~ what Millicent used, when she was vary little, to call a broken '-.- moon, because it is not round and full, but it is very bright: now I think we shall soon see a star : Mlillicent and I always look for a star when we see the moon, because we think the moon comes to look after the poor little stars, and take care of them. There's a star you pretty little thing, how I wish I could get up there and touch you!" Well, Lilian," said her mamma, laughing. ".you are not very likely to do that, as you can't fly." "No, mamma; it is only angels who can fly up to the stars: are angels very big, mamma? " "I do not know, love. God has not told us E Lilian and the Stars. everything, and we cannot know much about angels. But about your flying up to the stars, as you were just now wishing you could do, how long do you think it would take you, supposing you were able to fly, and to fly very, very quickly, quicker than any bird you ever saw fly?" Lilian after some thought replied, "About half an hour !" Half an hour said her mamma; well, I cannot tell you exactly how long it would take you, but many many years. It is known that the sun is ninety-five millions of miles from the earth, and that if you could fly as fast as a can- non ball is shot from a cannon it would take twenty-two years to get to it; and as the stars are much farther off than the sun, it would take longer to get to them, even if anyone could do such a thing, which they could not." Oh, what a long, long way off is my dear little star then! cried Lilian. It is, indeed, my dear; and if you ever were to get up to it you would find it not at all a little star, but a very large one, probably as large as the sun!" Oh, mamma, surely not so big as that great bright sun that we cannot bear to look at, it dazzles our eyes so!" "Yes, indeed, dear; some of the stars are believed to be larger than the sun; it is their Lilian and the Stars. being so far away from us that makes them look so small. And do you know that if you were to look at a star through a telescope, which generally makes things look so much larger and nearer, the star would actually look smaller! " SHow can that be, mamma ? " "It is because the telescope would shut out the rays, as they are called-shoots of light that come from the stars-and so the star would only look like a very small light in the sky." "Where do the stars go in the day, mamma?" They don't go anywhere; they are always in the sky, both night and day, but when all is light around we cannot see them. But if you were to go down into a deep coal-pit where the poor colliers go every day, far under ground, to get coals for us to burn, and then if you were to look up one of the places made for the men to go down the pit, right up to the sky, you would see the stars shining all the day long." "How funny that is to think of, mamma!" "There are a great many very funny (as you would say, but interesting, I should say) things to be learned about the sun, moon and stars, and I am sure when you are older you will like to learn about them. To learn and study about these things is called learning astronomy, and those learned and wise men who know a great 4eal about them, and who are always making Lilian and the Stars. new discoveries about them, are called astro- nomers. Are not these long hard words ? " "Yes, they are; but I will try to remember them, mamma,-you know I always remember dentist !" "You do, dear; but I think you have some- times good reason to remember the dentist, as he hurts you now and then, though he is very kind and never does if he can help it. But you must try to remember astronomy and astronomer; and if you cannot always say them, you will know what they mean when you hear them." Look, mamma, what a very bright star that one is and it does not twinkle like the others." "No, it shines bright and steady; that is called a planet; and one of those planets, called Venus, is the very brightest of all the bright planets, and is besides sometimes called the morning, and sometimes the evening star." "But how can it be both, mamma ?" "It does seem strange, doesn't it? But the way of it is this,-one nine months Venus rises or is seen before the sun rises, and then it is called the morning star; the following nine months it is seen after the sun sets, and then it is called the evening star." "Oh, then, I see, mamma; do the stars move ?" Yes, all except one called the pole star; it Lilian and the Stars. never moves from its place, and by looking full at it you can always find the north. I think you will hear soon out of' Sandford and Merton,' that papa is reading to you, about Harry being lost on the moor when he had gone to see his uncle. He went very late in the afternoon, and before he started back it was quite dark; when he got to the middle of the moor there came on such a violent tempest of wind and rain he could not find his way at all, so he' ran aside to a holly bush to seek a little shelter. He stopped there till the storm was almost over, then he tried to continue his way, but lost him- self. He wandered about a long time in the dark, but could not find the road again. Some- times he tore his legs on bramble bushes, some- times he went plump into a hole full of water, and would have been drowned if he had not been able to swim. "At last, after all sorts of troubles, the clouds began to roll away, and the moon and stars came out, but still poor Harry could not tell where he was. At length he looked up to the sky, and there, away to the north, he saw what he had been shown and taught was the pole star! Now, Harry was a very clever boy; and so knowing in what way to guide his steps by the aid of the pole star, which showed him the north, he soon found his way home. So that Lilian and the Stars. you see Harry's knowing something about the stars most likely saved his life. And it has saved many more lives than Harry's, for ships used to be steered by it before a wonderful thing called a mariner's compass was invented; and many a poor sailor has thanked God, when he knew what danger he was in of being wrecked, for the sight of the pole star. But do you know what the stars always make me think of on a frosty night like this, particularly near Christmas Day?" "Is it about Jesus, mamma?" "Yes, dear; I like then to think of the shep- herds watching their flocks by night, when suddenly a bright light appeared, and they saw that shining angel, who told them not to be afraid, for he brought them the good news of Jesus the Saviour's birth, the best news that ever was told to any one on earth-that He was born who had come to save all men from their sins. And then I think of the poor little baby lying in a manger. When you think of our darling baby in her pretty snug warm cot, don't you feel sorry for that poor baby in His cold hard bed? Then you know so well the sad story of His cruel death upon the cross, and how He died and suffered all this out of His great love to man, that all who believed in Him might have their sins forgiven, and join Him Lilian and the Stars. 55 after death in that glorious heaven where those angels live who sang that night, 'Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will towards men!' The stars remind me, too, of those wise men to whom it was given to know that their Saviour was born, and when they could not find Jesus, God sent one of those bright stars to point out the way, until at last it stopped over the place where Jesus was. Then those wise men went in and presented to the heavenly babe the rich gifts they had brought with them. When we think of all this, dear Lilian, should we not love with all our hearts that Saviour who came from heaven to do us good ? We must thank Him every day, and try, by being good and patient as he was, to be like Him. Even a child like you may come to Him. What does your pretty Christmas hymn tell you ?-the third verse, I mean." Lilian repeated the verse. "Christ is our Saviour, and we know When little children to Him go, For all the good He gives-to pray, He will not turn His face away ; His Word in God's own Book we see, 'Let little children come to Me.'" "Yes, that is it, dear Lilian, and now we are at home; but don't forget our talk, and when 56 Lilin andc the Stars. you see the stars brightly shining, remember all I have told you, and especially the last part of our talk." "Yes, mamma, I will try; and some day will you please tell me something more about the stars, and about the moon. I want to know something about that lovely moon, and how far that is off us." "I will tell you some day, dear; and now away to sisters, and the bright nursery fire, and a good game of play." One very cold frosty evening, not long after the one b3fore-named, Lilian came into the room where her mamma was seated before the fire, and asked, in an eager tone, "Mamma, are you very busy ?" "No, Lilian, I am reading; why do you ask ?" "Why, mamma, it is such a lovely night, and the stars are so bright, though there is no moon; and I said to nurse, 'Oh! how I wish mamma would come and sit here and tell us something more about the stars, as she promised me she would that afternoon we had such a late walk ! We could put the gas out, and make the room quite dark.' So nurse said I might come and see what you said; and you will come, now won't you, mamma dear?" Lilian and the Stars. 57 *' But have you a very bright fire, Lilian ?" "No, it is almost dark; some coal has just been put on." "Well, then, you go and get the room ready, and I will come," said mamma. Lilian bounded upstairs, and mamma soon following, found the little party in darkness, seated near the window. "Here, mamma, here is a nice chair for you!" exclaimed Lilian; isn't it a splendid night ?" It was indeed a glorious night; myriads of bright stars shone in the cloudless sky; so numerous did they seem, it was difficult to believe what mamma now told her little ones as a fact, -that only about a thousand stars can be seen at once with our own eyes, without the aid of any glass, though with his large telescope a very learned astronomer, Dr. Herschel, saw five thou- sand in one group or cluster, that means close together, and astronomers have made a list of the stars they have seen through their telescopes; and these are not all the stars, and they are more than a hundred thousand, and many of them have names." Names oh, mamma, tell us some of them." "I am afraid their names are rather too difficult for you to remember; they are not easy names like Ann, or Mary, or John. However, Lilian and the Stars. there is one very bright star, the brightest star in all the sky, called Sirius or the dog star, perhaps you can remember that, and also that Sirius is supposed to be one of the nearest to us of any of the stars." Then how far is it off, mamma ?" "Astronomers cannot tell exactly, but they think it is about twenty trillions of miles off; that is more than you could count, is it not? Oh, that reminds me, Lilian, when we had our evening walk, I told you the sun was ninety-five millions of miles away from the earth, but I have read since then that astronomers have lately discovered that the sun is a little above three millions of miles nearer the earth than it has been before supposed to be; it is therefore between ninety-one and ninety-two millions of miles off, instead of ninety-five millions, as I told you before." "Well, it must be a very big sun to look so large and bright all that way off; but what a wonderful size that dog star must be that you were just now telling us about, to shine so that it can be seen at all by us Can you tell how much larger it is than our sun, mamma ?:' Sirius, you mean ? It is not known exactly how much larger it is, but a very clever man named Dr. Lardner says that if it shines with the same brightness as our sun does, its surface Lilian and the Stars. or face must be one hundred and forty-six times greater than that of our sun. Only think of -that!" "Oh, mamma, I can't think what a big sun that must be!" "No, indeed, it is almost beyond imagining; another curious thing connected with Sirius is that it has changed its colour, as some other stars have also been known to do; for a very long time ago people used to talk of Sirius as a red star, and then it was found to have changed to a bluish white, and now it is green." Oh, mamma, it is such a beautiful night, may we just go and see if I can find the pole star ? Suppose I were to be lost like Harry, perhaps I could find my way 'home, if I knew which was the pole star." Not for some years to cor.re, I think," replied mamma, smiling; "however, if nurse will put you something warm on, we will go out for a few minutes, and see what you can do." Soon the party were in the garden looking attentively up at the beautifully star-lit sky,- the stars looking like "diamonds indeed, or, as a little girl once so prettily said, like gimlet- holes to let the glory of heaven through." This lovely scene," said mamma, reminds me of an extract from an old paper that I met with in a book the other day, which I will put LiliCa and the Sta'rs. into words such as you can understand, for I should like you to feel what that good man who wrote it must have felt when he said-' I was yesterday about sunset walking in the fields until night came on. I at first amused myself with all the richness and variety of colours which appeared in the western parts of the sky (that is where the sun sets, you know). As they faded away several stars and planets appeared one after another, until the whole sky was in a glow' (just as it is now, you see). Looking upon so much beauty, which was made still more lovely by a bright full moon, the same thought rose in that good man's mind which was in David's when he wrote those words you have read in the Bible, When I consider Thy heavens, the work of Thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which Thou hast ordained; what is man that Thou art mindful of him, and the son of man, that Thou visitest him?'" "' In the same manner, when I considered that host of stars-or, as they really are, suns -which were then shining upon me, I could not but reflect on that little figure which I myself bore amidst the immensity of God's works.' And this we must all feel, and never forget that that great God who made all these glorious stars made us too, and as we can see each little star, so can He see each little child, Lilian and the Stars. and is glad when they are good, and grieved when they are naughty; so each little one must try not to grieve that good God who is so very good to them. Well, Lilian, have you found the pole star yet?" "Yes, mamma, I think I have," replied Lilian, pointing northwards. "You are right, my dear; now we must go in." Just a minute or two more, dear mamma. Can you tell me the name of that bright star, or planet I suppose it is, for it does not twinkle; just there, do you see, mamma ?" "Oh yes, dear, that is Jupiter, the largest planet there is, and next to Venus the brightest. A strange thing astronomers have found out about that planet is that it has, when looked at through a telescope, an appearance resembling bands, which extend across its disc, or, as you would call it, its face. Sometimes seven or eight are seen, several of which extend right across its face, while others look broken. These bands are called by astronomers 'Jupiter's belts,' so you will know what is meant if you hear of Jupiter's belts. It is not known what is the cause of these belts appearing as they do. Jupiter has also four moons revolving round him-but this is too difficult a thing.for you to understand at present, so I will only add, that sometimes two Lilian and the Stars. of these moons can be seen without the aid of a telescope, as some night I will try to show them to you." "Thank you, mamma." "And now," said mamma, "we must really go in, I am quite cold." When they were again seated in the nursery, where nurse had lighted the gas and made a warm fire, Lilian said- "You told me the stars had names, mamma; but when people know the names, how do they know where to find the stars that have those names?" That will be rather a difficult thing for you to learn, Lilian, and we have had so much talk I think we will leave the names until another time; for I must go very soon, papa will be coming, and I want you to think of all I have told you to-night, and get it well into your mind so that it won't pop out again. I will now only read you a little bit out of a book, written by an astronomer named Hall, which says, 'When feelings of wonder at the magnitude (that means size, greatness) of the vast universe fill the mind, at such a moment, let us also remember that He who made all these glorious objects, and still keeps them in their courses, nevertheless came down from heaven, took upon Him the form of a servant, and ended a life of Lilian and the Stars. 63 sorrow by a death of pain that He might reconcile a fallen world to an offended God.' You know who that means, Lilian ?" "Yes, mamma, Jesus." "Jesus, our Saviour, who died upon the cross to save His people from their sins. Now I must go; I shall see you again before you go to bed." JAPi. JACKSON'$ QAPfDEF; E $S, -*-9-- *- ; R. JACKSON, at the Grange, had a good house, an independent Property, and a garden large Sienough to keep one man in T.- constant work all the year round, k besides employing now and then a helper. Mr. Jackson was not generally / considered a bad master, nor b one whom it was very hard to 7 !i please; on the contrary, the servants at the house spoke of him as a generous and indulgent man; and they proved that they thought him such, by remaining, most of them, year after year at the Grange, without seeking to better themselves. Yet, from some cause or other, it so -turned out that in less than four years this gentleman had discharged no fewer than three gardeners, one after the other-had received notice from the fourth that he intended 66 .Mr. Jackson's Gardeners. to leave at Michaelmas, after one year's trial of the place, and was then looking out for fifth. This certainly seemed rather strange; and the neighbours around began to think and to say that Mr. Jackson might be a very good master to his house servants, but that he was a mighty particular man for a gardener to please; so that when it was known that John Webster, an active young fellow in the village, who had occasionally done a day's work for Mr. Jackson, and who had picked up some knowledge of gardening, had got the place, it was foretold by almost everybody in the village that he would not keep it long. "Perhaps not," said John Webster; "I can but try, however; and it shall not be my fault if I don't." I shall have something more to tell about John Webster presently; but as it is my in- tention to give a slight sketch of the character and doings of each of Mr. Jackson's gardeners, and as John came last, he must wait for his turn. To begin at the beginning, the first on my list is one James May. JAMES MAY, when he first entered Mr. Jackson's service, promised fair to be a good servant, and to have a good lasting situation. He certainly understood his business, and was quick and Mr. Jackson's Gardeners. 67 obliging. Whatever his master wished done, he was ready to do, and just in the way that his master pointed out. It was some weeks before Mr. Jackson had the slightest reason to find fault, even in his own mind, with his new gardener; and both master and man, I daresay, thought them- selves admirably suited. But, in course of time, Mr. Jackson began to discover some slight marks of negligence and untrustiness in James. On one occasion, he was called away from home for two or three days, and before he went, he gave orders to his gardener to get a certain plot of ground in order for some young fruit trees which he intended to plant. "Yes, sir," said James, "I'll take care and do it, sir, before you come back." But, greatly to Mr. Jackson's annoyance, he found on his return that the ground had not been touched with a spade; and on inquiring why his orders had been neglected- "Dear, dear me, sir !" exclaimed the gardener; "I am very sorry--very sorry indeed, but I quite forgot all about it, sir, I did indeed." "This is very extraordinary," said Mr. Jack- son, and very provoking, for the trees are out of the ground, and will be here to-morrow; and now I shall have to hire a couple of men to do 68 Mr. Jackson's Gardeners. what you ought to have done. And what have you been doing, James, while I was away?" Oh! he had been at work in the hollow, James said, pruning, digging, and so forth. Now, the hollow, you must know, reader, was a very secluded spot, at one end of the garden, furthest from the house, and close by a meadow, into which there was a gate from this hollow. "Well," said Mr. Jackson, good-naturedly, "I shall not say any more about it: it cannot be helped now; but another time, James, I beg you will not forget my orders." James May promised to be more attentive another time; but he was not. Instead of this, he became more and more negligent, and mys- terious too; for, somehow or other, there seemed to be always something to do in the hollow, that was never done. The hot-bed wants preparing, Jamas," said Mr. Jackson. : "Yes, sir," replied James May. This was in the morning. Evening came, and the hot-bed was untouched. "How is this?" asked Mr. Jackson; "I thought you understood that I wished this done at once." "I meant to do it, sir; but I had a little job of digging to finish in the hollow. I'll be sure to set about the hot-bed to-morrow." Mr. Jackson's Gardeners. 69 "Where have you been, James ?" asked Mr. Jackson, another day; "I have been waiting for you more than an hour, to speak to you about those young plants." Have you, sir ? I am sorry for that," replied James; "I was just cutting the gooseberry bushes in the hollow." In short, whenever James was missed from the more open and visible parts of the garden, -and these occasions became more and more frequent-his ready reply was, "I was at work in the hollow," One day, Mr. Jackson went to speak to his gardener, and, as at other times, could not find him. There were his spade and rake and hoe, where he ought to have been at work; but the man himself was not there. "In the hollow again, I suppose," said the master. What can he always find to do there ? I'll go and see." To the hollow he went; but no James was there. To be sure, another spade was stuck in the ground, close by a piece of unfinished digging; but no gardener was to be seen. Mr. Jackson looked around, and saw that the garden gate which led into the meadow was unfastened, and half-way open. A sudden thought came into his head. He passed into the meadow, and on, for a hundred yards or so, till he came to 70 Mr. Jackson's Gardeners. the back-yard of the George Inn. Through the yard he walked, and opening the door of the tap- room of the George, there he saw James May, with a pot of porter before him, seated snugly on the settle. There was a new gardener at the Grange very shortly after this; but to this day is the hollow in that garden known by the name of "May's hollow." The new gardener was a little, sour-looking, short-speaking man. Mr. Jackson did not much like his appearance, but receiving an excellent character of him from his former master, as an industrious, honest, and sober man, THOMAS GIBsoN was hired. But a more cross-grained, ill-tempered, and disobliging man surely never handled a garden tool. His looks were sour enough, but his dis- position was still sourer; so that the twelve months through which he was borne with by his master, because of his undeniable honesty and sobriety, were full of petty annoyance to Mr. Jackson. And when, at the end of that term, Gibson was discharged for gross insolence to his em- ployer's wife, it seemed as though a load of trouble had been removed from the whole family. Master, mistress, children, servants, Mr. Jackson's Gardeners. 71 and visitors, all concurred in setting down Thomas Gibson as one of the most unaccom- modating and surly beings they had ever known. He was a good gardener; and, as far as property was concerned, a faithful servant; but these qualities did not save him from dismissal. WILLIAM, the third gardener on my list, was a very different man from either of the former gardeners. He was as sober as a judge," as one of his admirers declared; and, according to the same authority, a thoroughly good-tempered fellow. And, indeed, without making any com- parisons, no fault was ever found with him, either as regards sobriety or temper, by his new master, who begun to hope that, at length, he was suited with a gardener to his own mind. William brought with him to the village a wife and several children; and Mrs. Jackson, when she called upon them at the cottage they had taken, was greatly pleased at their manners, and especially with the neatness of the woman; so that, for a time, all went on smoothly. But it happened one day about noon, as Mr. Jackson was entering his garden, he perceived one of his gardener's children, a girl nine or ten years old, leaving it with a good sized basket on her arm. "Well, my little maid," said Mr. Jackson, "what do you say ? " 72 Mr. Jackson's Gardeners. "Please, I brought my father's dinner, sir," she replied, and was passing on. Mr. Jackson smiled at the confusion of the little girl, who seemed flurried at meeting him thus unexpectedly; and he began, in a kind tone, to praise her for being so useful to her father; but the child seemed in so much hurry to be gone, that a suspicion crossed Mr. Jack- son's mind, and he stopped short in what he was saying. "Your basket seems heavy, my maid; let me carry it a little way for you," he said. "No, thank you, sir," replied the child, looking very red. But Mr. Jackson insisted; and taking the basket, he found it full of choice fruit from his garden; and on making further inquiries, it was pretty clear that from the first week of William's entering into Mr. Jackson's employ, a system- of robbery had been kept up; the dishonest gardener having disposed of fruit and vegetables every week, to a larger amount than his regular wages. Of course, William was turned adrift, without a character; and the place had again to be filled up. This may do," said Mr. Jackson to his wife, reading a letter which had been put into his hands by one of the candidates for the vacant place; "at least the recommendations are strong, Mr. Jackson's Gardeners. 73 as far as they go. 'Honest,' that's well; 'sober,' so is that; 'industrious,' good; 'tolerably oblig- ing'-tolerably! What does that mean, I won- der ? 'A good practical gardener.'-I can but try him at any rate?" and forthwith, EDWARD RAixsoM stepped in to fill up the situation William had lost. In some respects, the new gardener was a treat improvement on those who had gone be- fore him. That he was a good gardener, and an industrious and sober man, Mr. Jackson soon perceived; there was no shirking of his work, nor lounging away his time at the tap-room. His honesty, too, was beyond suspicion; and he was by far a pleasanter man to have to do with than Gibson, to say the least of it. But it was not long before the master found out that the. man was conceited, self-willed, and discontented. In his own opinion, he knew best what was to be done, and how to do it; and while he could have his own way, all went on smoothly enough. But it happened sometimes that Mr. Jackson wished to have things done in his own fashion, in opposition to the intention of Edward Ransom. Then all good humour was at end with the man. Sulky and dissatisfied he would set about the work, and, almost certainly, he contrived to perform it so badly as to bring about a failure. And when this was managed, he turned round 74 Mr. Jackson's Gardeners. exultingly on his employer, with a There, sir, I knew how it would be!-but you would have it your way." On one such occasion as this, Mr. Jackson mildly said, "But, Ransom, don't you think that your way of doing it had something to do with this want of success? I cannot help thinking so. "Then, sir," exclaimed Ransom, in a great heat, "if I cannot do my work to please you, I had better go. And go he did, as soon as the first year was out for which he was engaged. So you are going to be gardener at the Grange," said one of the villagers to JOHN WEBSTER; "I reckon you won't keep the place long." "Perhaps not," was the reply; "I can but try, however, and it shall not be my fault if I don't." Now I am not going to make a long story of John Webster's history; but I must tell one or two little matters concerning his former life. John was an orphan boy at about ten years of age; and after the death of his mother, whom he always remembered with much affection, he had been taken care of in the parish workhouse -not the best school, perhaps, for teaching Mr. Jackson's Gardeners. 75 industry and perseverance. But this poor boy never forgot the lessons he had learned from his mother; and the remembrance of them did him very much good. After the first grief for his mother's death was over, and he got time to think about himself and his future prospects, hope and energy sprang up in his heart, giving rise to a strong deter- mination to get out into the world as soon as he could, and to make way for himself by patient industry and good conduct. And he did not stop here, as some would have done, with the inten- tion of beginning this course at some future day. No, no. He began at once; and while the greater part of those around him were setting him bad examples of indolence and care- lessness, he plodded on. His activity and good behaviour perhaps caused him to be laughed at by his companions; but they obtained for him the approbation and good-will of the master of the workhouse, who had trouble enough with some of the boys to make the good behaviour of John Webster the more apparent. This led to the first step in the boy's onward progress; for, in consequence of the master's strong recommendation, John was placed out at service. This was when he was not more than twelve years old; and on leaving the workhouse, John 3ir. Jackson's Gai-denei-s. determined that, if his health were spared, he would never enter it again as a pauper. "If there is anything to be done," said he to him- self, I'll do it." And, in the way that John meant it, this was a noble resolution for a boy. of his age. The situation in which John was first placed was one of hard work and poor pay; and many boys would soon have given it up. But John determined to persevere. He remained in it for several years, until he was old and strong enough to undertake more important employment; and he then left it with such a character as few young men either get, or deserve to have given them. But in the years he had spent in this first service, John had not been idle, on his own account, any more than he had in his employer's business. He had learned to read in his boy- hood; his mother, principally, had been his teacher; and all his leisure time, or the greater part of it, had been given to his books. To his books, indeed! They were but two. One was a Bible, his mother's once, and her only legacy to the orphan boy: the other was an old book on gardening, given to him by his master, as a reward for some extra service he had per- formed. Each in its way, these two books had been a precious treasure to John Webster. The Mr. Jackson's Gardeners. 77 blessing of God had rested upon the reading of that Bible, so that he had been kept from the paths of sin, and had received with thankfulness and love the good news of Christ's glorious salvation which it reveals. From that book young Webster had learned that, poor, and ignorant, and unthought of in the world as he was, he had a soul worth more than millions of worlds, which was ruined, and in danger of being wretched for ever; but he had learned, too, that Christ, the Son of God, came into the world to save lost and ruined souls. This was great and blessed teaching to the poor workhouse boy; for he believed it, and he acted upon it. He went to God, in the name of Christ, believing, and looking for help and eternal *salvation in no other way but through the merits of Christ, his Saviour. His prayers were heard and answered, as all such prayers, if sincere, will be heard and answered; for, if we, being evil, know how to give good gifts to our children, how much more freely and readily and certainly will God give His Holy Spirit to them that ask Him. This, young reader, was the real secret of the difference between John Webster and the gar- deners who had preceded him, as well, alas! as multitudes of others also. They had no faith in God, nor love towards Him; and he had. They 78 Mr. Jackson's Gardeners. paid no regard to God's commandments, cared but little for His threatening, and took no interest in His promises; but all these things John Webster did. The great difference between them was, therefore,-and it is the greatest difference that can be between one man and another,-this great difference was, that while Webster had become a child of God, through faith in Jesus Christ, they were living without God in the world. And we would affectionately tell you, reader, that this last is a most dangerous position to be in; and that if you would be happy and safe for another world, as well as useful in this, you must do as John Webster did while he was yet a mere boy. You must believe what the Bible tells you, and do what the Bible directs you. It is' only by taking heed to what God's Word tells us, that our way can be cleansed: it is only by making that Word a lamp to our feet and a light to our path, that we can be guided to heaven: and it is that Word alone which is able to make us wise unto salvation, through faith which is in Christ Jesus (Ps. cxix. 9, 105; 2 Tim. iii. 15). But I spoke of another book that was of great service to John Webster-an old book about gardening. This he had studied in every page of it, till he had more knowledge of the science Mfr. JackClso'n's GCtvdeners. of gardening in his head, than many a man who has worked in a garden all his life. No wonder, then, that John's great ambition was to be a gardener; and that when he left his first situa- tion, be had tried to improve his knowledge by actual experience. For the next three or four years, John had managed to get pretty constant employment, as a handy assistant in one or .other of the gardens around the place in which he had lived all his life; and in all this time he had never let an opportunity slip by of obtaining fresh knowledge. It was his industry and civility which had first attracted Mr. Jackson's notice; and it was his.superior handiness at work, and the know- ledge which he had so pains-takingly acquired, that encouraged Mr. Jackson to try him as a successor to his gardener Ransom. And, let us add, that it was Webster's religion which, by the grace and mercy of God, kept him from those faults and failings which have ruined thousands of young men, whose prospects in the world were once far brighter than either his were or yours may be. Well, not to make a long story of John Web- ster's history, after this, his life had few changes. He advanced from youth to middle-aged man- hood; and from being a single man, became a husband and a father, experiencing all the other 80 Mr. Jaclcson's Gardeners. usual changes which these great changes bring with them. Five and twenty years after John Webster be- came gardener at the Grange he still continued there, well provided for, as far as we might judge, for life; beloved by all about him, and respected by his master and his master's family. "A lucky fellow is John Webster," said a rag- ged, scarecrow-looking man, the other day; a lucky fellow is John Webster. I was brought up in the parish workhouse along with him, and now he is, as you say, a gentleman, and I- you may see what I am by my very looks." No, my friend," was the answer: there has been no such thing as luck about it. All the difference between Webster and yourself is, that, in the spring of life, you sowed each your own kind of seed; and now, in autumn, you are reaping each your own kind of crop. 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