Rescued from the burning ship


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Rescued from the burning ship and other stories for the young
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.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
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.


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""



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
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

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.


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
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
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
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.


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-
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
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


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'
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
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.


-- 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
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


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

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
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
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


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.


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
"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

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
"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, 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

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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
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

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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
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



*- ; 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
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
"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
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
"Perhaps not," was the reply; "I can but
try, however, and it shall not be my fault if I
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
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

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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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