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as neat as you can imagine a garden to loving little thing, older than her years. I be, and full of old-fashioned flowers, How she used to trot about the house
such as crown imperials, starch hya- after her mother, trying to help her, | cinths, and polyanthus, and sweet with and looking up at her, with calm deep,
sorthernwood, &c. On entering the blue eyes. Then there were Hugh and house, I perceived that the parlour was Harry, rosy boisterous boys, and their fall of children's toys and work-baskets, mother-Ellen, Ellen. All that your and I expected every moment that a bride can be to you, Mr. Fairfield, my whole flock of grandchildren would wife was to me.” come rushing in; but none appeared. ! He was silent, and looked from the
I suppose Mr. Morton observed my lattice window into the sweet spring surprise ; for while we were at tea, be- evening, at the swallows darting about · fore the open window, he said, “Mrs. in the sunshine, the young green leaves Fairfield, I see you looking at those and the flowers, whose scent floated toys, and wondering what little chil- through the open window, thinking of dren come here to enliven an old man's the dear companion who had once loneliness ; but no child comes here. walked by his side in that sunshine, The little girl whose busy fingers last and tended those flowers with him. dressed that wooden baby would have "One evening,” he went on, “I was been an old woman now, and the merry at liberty, and we took the children boys who laughed and shouted at play out, letting the breeze, what there was with those horses would have been of it, blow from us to the village. We elderly, careworn men. Yes, they were went to a hill, from whence we could mine; and in one week they all left see the silent village afar off. The me."
boys ran about and shouted in their I uttered some exclamation of pity, glee; but little Ellen came and laid her and he went on in a dreamy voice, as golden head on my knee, and looked if more to himself than to us, looking in my face with her deep sweet eyes. from the window all the time :- She said, ' Papa, there must be a great
“Yes, thank you, my dear young many people sorrowful down there in laly. In one week wife and children the village. I would like to help them. were taken, and I became the solitary I wish we could comfort them. I man I have been ever since. .
should like so much. I told her how " It was in a ferer," he continued, we could help them, by asking Him after a pause—"a fever brought here by who sends us all our troubles to help Bone wanderers, who came one night us to bear them patiently, knowing to a barn near the village, where one that they are sent in love and pity. I died, and from whom the infection Then we walked home; for the sun was | spread. The weather was very bad setting like a red ball of fire. The
for it – burning hot and very dry; children gathered great nosegays of there was no rain or dew, so that the roses and honeysuckles, which they flowers drooped and the leaves withered put in water when we got home. The with the summer sun beating down all smell of a honeysuckle always brings day long. There were deaths around that evening again before me. me every day, and the bell was always “My darling laid her doll to sleep, tolling for the passing of a soul or a just as it lies now, and wished it and funeral. They brought the coffins that myself good night; the boys arranged way”—and he pointed to a green path all their playthings, and then their out of the forest—" in the evening, mother took them to bed, and I sat when one could hardly see them and here, where I am now, looking into the their attendants against the dark green darkening night. I heard them sing foliage, in the dusk.
the evening hymn Ellen and her "I went to the sick as much as pos- mother, softly and clearly—the boys sible ; but I took every possible pre- with loud, eager, joyous voices; and cantion against infection to my wife my heart was very thankful for the and children. We would have sent our many blessings vouchsafed to me. darlings away, but we had no one to "That night there was a great cry send them to, and we were a mile and in our house, as in Egypt of old, for a half away from any infected house. our first-born was to die. The fever We had three children : Ellen, about had begun. Our frighted servants ran eight years old, a thoughtful, quiet, from the house at midnight, and we
were left alone with our stricken child. I am coming. Wait till the hymn is The morning dawned. The boys awoke, sung, or papa and mamma will be and we bid them dress themselves, and vexed.' And she raised herself, and go and play in the forest. Meanwhile stretched out her arms; and, as loud I went to Marston, the nearest town, and sweet as last night she had sung for the doctor and a nurse, resolved, in health and reason, she now sung the on their arrival, that I would take the evening hymn boys away to the woodman's wife, Annice; I knew she would take care of Glory to thee, my God, this night, them. But neither nurse nor doctor For all the blessings of the light; could be spared from Marston; and Keep me, o keep meall that burning July day we watched by our darling's bed, listening to the And so singing, the angel of Death, distant sound of the boys at play, in that had come so gently to her, took the forest, commingling with her rav. her home. We stood by her grave ing8. Hardly ravings either, for there that night under the solemn stars, and, was nothing frightful ; all was happi, grief-stricken, thanked the chastening ness and peace, as her young life had Father for the child he had given and been. She talked of Harry and Hugh, taken away. of her birds and flowers, and of
“But a great horror fell on me when pearing in the presence of her dear we went back to our remaining dear Saviour.
It was in bitter anguish that "At last the long, dreadful day was our little Harry left us.
He was so wearing away. The sun was lowering, strong and so healthy, that he strugand we saw the struggle was nearly gled hard to live. He wanted to be over. Those who had that fever rarely out in the forest at play, he said, to lived more than twenty-four hours, feel the fresh air, and to cool his burneven the strong, much less one like ing hands in the sparkling brook. No our darling. About sunset I heard a vision of glory calmed his last hour, voice under the window. It was An- and we were thankful when the end nice, who had heard of our trouble had come. and had come to help us. I went down “Then Hugh woke up from the to speak to her, and she told me we deadly stupor in which he had lain. were to part with our merry healthy He saw his brother lie still and quiet boys. I had not dared to go near them in his little crib; and when his mother all day; but we had heard their voices took him on her lap, he said in his own within an hour. But Annice had found sweet lisping voice, ‘Harry is better them, and recognised the ghastly signs now; I'll be better soon, mamma.' too well. I knew, too, as soon as I “ His mother told him Harry would saw them. I went back to tell their never be ill any more, and never sorry; mother, and we sent Annice to be with but, taken to his Saviour, would rest them, and stayed with the one from and be happy for evermore. whom we were first to part.
“ • I'll rest, too, till morning, mam" It was dark now, and the stars ma ;' and so, clasping his little hands came out, and a red glow on the round her neck, he went to his eternal horizon showed where the moon was rest, and we were childless! to rise by and by. Ellen was talking • After the little coffins had been of walking as we had done last night. laid by the first we had followed there, • Papa, I am very tired ; do carry me Ellen, my only Ellen, and I sat to. home ; we are coming very near home gether on that seat in the twilight. now, aren't we, very near home? Well do I remember the night. The Then we were in church. You have air was heavy with the scent of hay seen how the sunset light shines on and flowering bean-fields; bats wheeled the monument to the Lady Dimdale, round our heads, and greatwhite moths lighting up the sweet pure face that is and cockchafers fitted past us. We raised to heaven? She thought she talked of our darlings, and how persaw it. It is growing dark; I want haps even then their angel spirits were to see the glory on the monument. Ab! near us; and we felt that it was well. there it is the head is all bright and we had laid them in the dark bosom shining. It is looking at me. I am of the earth for a time; but it would coming. Such a glory is all around. soon pass away-oh, very, very soon,
and then how light the present bitter- me. A long life have I had, and rest Dess!
will be sweet after the burden and ** And, dear heart," I said to my heat of the day. I never see the sun. beloved one,' we have still each other; set light on the Lady Dimdale's sweet we will not be desolate.' And we felt face without thinking of the shining peace in our hearts, even the peace of glory round that angelic head that | God, that the world cannot give. But seemed to call my little Ellen home, · the pestilence that walketh in darkness and longing for the time when I, too, | had not yet done its mission.
shall go home to her, and her gentle *My dearest,' my wife said to me mother, and her two happy brothers." one day, 'I am going to leave you too; And when Mr. Morton wag silent, you will then be alone, but do not let we rose up gently, and bade him good. your heart break. A little while-a night, and walked home through the few years and then we shall all meet quiet forest. The influence of his calm together before the throne of the resigned spirit seemed to us to pervade Lamb.'
all things ; and I earnestly prayed that * I watched one day my wife's dying when our day, dark or sunshiny as it bed, with Annice, and I remember no may be, is over, and the golden even. more. A long frightful dream, a deep ing falls, that the wondrous peace stupor, succeeded. When I awoke it which is his, may be ours aiso.
John Tas evening, and the golden sunshine and I, as we walked along, talked was in my room. From the window I seriously of our future life, and of the could see into the forest; I saw that vast importance of possessing that rain had fallen, and the grass and faith in God and trust in the Saviour leaves were green again. The lurid which alone would fit us to endure with mist had cleared away, and the sky calmness the shocks of earthly sorrow was soft and blue. All looked joyous and trial. And the twilight fell gently and glad ; but I knew there was no around as we came to the cottage door. more earthly gladness for me: the - Leisure Hour. blessed rain had fallen on the graves of all I loved, and the grass grew green upon them.
HAUNTED HOUSES. " I need not tell of all I suffered ; it has long gone by. When I first came BY I. W. LONGFELLOW. down here from my chamber, all was All houses wherein men have lived and died 23 I had left it the night that sorrow Are haunted houses. Through the open first fell upon us. The very flowers, doors gathered by the little hands that were the harmless phantoms on their errands stilled for ever, were there, but dry glide, and dead. I would not let anything
With feet that make no sound upon the be moved. So they have been for fifty
floors. Fears, and so they will be till I join We meet them at the doorway, on the stair; those who left them there. And in Along the passages they come and go;
the quiet evening I can see them un- Impalpable impressions on the air, : altered before me. Ellen, my wife, A sense of something moving to and fro. with her quiet eyes and smile, in the There are more guests at table than the vicker-work chair; and little Ellen host's deftly working by her side, with a Invited; the illuminated hall sedate womanly look on her sweet face; Is thronged with quiet inoffensive ghosts, and the boys at noisy play around As silent as the pictures on the wall. them. And then I feel that I am The stranger at my fireside cannot see alone. But He who tempers the wind The forms I see, nor hear the sounds I to the shorn lamb has helped me hear: through all my lonely days.
He but perceives what is; while unto me "And now all I have to tell is told. All that has been is visible and clear. Perhaps you wonder at my telling it. We have no title-deeds to house or lands; I could not have done it twenty, nor Owners and occupants of earlier dates even ten years ago; but I am now an From graves forgotten stretch their dusty old man, eighty-five years of age, and hands, it cannot be long ere the changes and And hold in mortmain still their old chances of this mortal life are over for estates.
The spirit-world around this world of sense houses during the forenoon, and must make
Floats like an atmosphere, and everywhere up for the loss of time by weary vigils at Wafts through these earthly mists and night; and of the men, some are glad to vapours dense
take an “orra” job whenever they can get A vital breath of more ethereal air. it, at any hour of the twenty-four. But the
meeting, as we have said, was crowded neverOur little lives are kept in equipoise theless; and if their very presence in such By opposite attractions and desires ;
numbers was not enough to attest their The struggle of the instinct that enjoys, anxiety about the concerns of their souls, it
And the more noble instinct that aspires. , was sufficiently manifest in their deportment, These perturbations, this perpetual jar
so different from the restlessness and listOf earthly wants and aspirations high,
lessness so common, more or less, in most Come from the influence of an unseen star of our ordinary congregations. . . Ån And undiscovered planet in our sky. opportunity was given also for silent prayer,
when the whole congregation, by one conAnd as the moon from some dark gate of sent, betook themselves to their knees. cloud
Prayer was requested by a sister for a sister Throws o'er the sea a floating bridge of who was far away. The request came, we light,
learned, from a poor young woman who had Across whose trembling plariks our fancies been awakened to a sense of her own sin, crowd
but had not yet found peace in believing. Into the realm of mystery and night- Prayer was again requested by a wife for an
unbelieving husband; and, on the other So from the world of spirits there descends
hand, another wife desired God's people to A bridge of light, connecting it with this, thank God with her that her husband had O’er whose unsteady floor, that sways and
on the previous day been brought to serious bends,
concern about his state before God, and, as Wander our thoughts above the dark she fully believed, had been made a new abyss.
creature in Christ. The case of the couple last referred to was very interesting. The
wife had been so grieved by her husband, PRAYER IN THE WYNDS.
that she began to question with herself
whether she ought not to leave him ; but she SABBATH was felt to be a day of the gra- took the counsel of her minister, and recious power of the Spirit in the Wynd solved rather to continue more earnestly in church. The congregations at the three prayer for a blessing on her partner; and diets, and especially in the evening, when the answer, though it tarried long, came at composed more entirely of the Wynd people, last, and her faith and patience received were very large, and appeared to be deeply the promised reward. - Home and Foreign impressed. The Word of God was felt to Record, be spoken in demonstration of the Spirit and in power, and very many remained till a late hour at night to receive the consola- DISCIPLINE OF CHILDREN. tion of the gospel for their wounded spirits. In the Sabbath-school, the presence of some Ir a child has done wrong, and deserves special influence was also sensibly felt. One punishment, punish him ; but do it calmly. of the teachers came to Mr. M Coll, and Scolding, twitching, jerking, frightening, ! said—" I can't get on with my class; they scarcely ever reform. A child's disposition ! are all in tears."
The nightly prayer-meetings continue to may be ruined by constant fretting, but bis be held. One who was present states :- evil propensities will have but gathered The hall was crowded, evidently, from the strength. IIe has a right to all the sunappearance of the congregation, by inhabi- shine that comes with his years. Many tants of the district. Among the females, mothers have a mistaken idea that pun. mutches greatly predominated over bonnets, and short gowns over dresses. The men
ishing children is cruel. On the contrary, were in their working clothes, but, like the no children are so happy as those who are women, had tidied themselves for the meet- , well governed ; and no children are so ing. The Wynd district on a week-night be miserable as those who are not governed at tokens a much greater interest in the object all. of it than in other places, for a great part of the otherwise? Ignorant, unreasoning, unre
Poor little things, how can it be population have no regular hours for labour, but must work late and early as they get the flecting, unforeseeing, with no steady hand to opportunity. Of the females, some have guide them, they are left to the mercy been hanging on for work out of the ware- 1 of their own whims. This is cruel. They
do not know, they cannot be expected to Church of Scotland met, down to the present know, what is best for themselves. And the time, there have been constant stages of prorelation of mother and child is created by gress. The very names of Knox, Melville, God, that the mother's experience and distinctly the battles of domestic papacy, pre
Gillespie, Erskine, and Chalmers, bring up wisdom may supply the child's deficiency. lacy, patronage, and spiritual independence. A mistake here is fatal, and here, alas ! the Secessions and disruptions have taken nistake seems to centre. Billy wants a place in the Church of Scotland, but the piece of plum cake because he sees it on the party of progress has advanced step by step table. His mamma thinks it too rich for church. All that our fathers really valued
towards the perfect liberty and life of the him, and that he has already eaten enough, remain with We have the good and she tells him so. Billy is not go old doctrines, the stern old discipline, and strongly impressed with this fact as he the essential life. Does not this suggest might be, and urges his claim more progress in the future ? Looking at this strongly. Mamma yields. So does not countries of the world, in Ireland, England,
church as it presents itself in the various Billy's stomach, but stoutly asserts its Scotland, France, Piedmont, Switzerland, grievances. Who is to blame for Billy's Prussia, the United States, and in all the sufferings ? Certainly not ignorant little colonies of the British empire, this reBilly. Children are allowed to eat all markable feature appears-that we are one kinds of food, at all times in the day. in polity; one faith, one Lord, and one
in doctrine, one in practice, and nearly one Two-year-old in calico is placed on the baptism.' We are the greatest and most Boor, and amused with seed-cake to keep powerful of Christian people. By uniting, him from crying, while mamma is washing what might we not accomplish ; but we are the dishes. Two-year-old in cambric scattered. No one is not ready to admit undergoes the same process, while mamma
that important ends may in the meantime be
served by our separate organizations. We is crocheting, or nurse entertaining her
may be the means of stimulating one another tailers. Consequently, when Two-year-olds to purity, zeal, and good works, and checkbare attained fifteen, if they do attain it, ing in each the tendency to arrogance and they are bired by papa to undergo slow tyranny. These are good things, however,
that God brings out of evil, but are no justitorture at the hands of the dentist.
fication of the position of hostility and isolation in which we stand to each other. We must unite our scattered forces. That there
should be hindrances in the way is not THE PROGRESS AND UNION OF a matter of wonder. The time is not very THE PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH. remote when we stood in hostile array
against each other, and if the conflict is not DOCTRINAL progress, unless towards a more yet ended, I hope we are at least beginning to complete comprehension of the doctrines respect each other's motives, and to do justice believed, we see no room for in the Pres to each other's principles. This is the byterian Church. We think that our faith first step towards progress in union. Let encompasses revelation, and to depart from, us, by all means, be honest and candid.
or go beyond revelation, would be to descend Nothing can come out of compromises and | from the mountains bright with the glories reservations. We would be no party in
of the Sun of righteousness, into the valleys patching up a union on unsatisfactory terms.
dark with the shadows of spiritual death. To say that we agree on all points would be i Bat can we not in some other way make to state what is not true ; to suppose that
progress ? Assuredly we can, else we are one branch was coming over to the views of nore than human. We need not always be the other would be to entertain a very harping upon principles, or declaiming delusive idea. As churches, we know our about our superior orthodoxy; let us go on distinctive principles, and honestly adhere to to perfection, but how or in what direction ? them. It cannot be concealed that there The Presbyterian Church has ever been a are some knotty points to be discussed, and church of progress. Taking Scotland as its | practical difficulties to be settled ; and withgreat type and representative, we find in the out attempting the hopeless task of conhistory of the church here a progression verting each other, we might come to a from age to age, conservative in doctrine, better understanding in some things, agree yet exhibiting a development in Christian to differ in others, and shake hands as life and liberty which no barrier has been brethren, and be one in heart as well as one able to arrest. From the year 1860, when in doctrine, polity, and practice. And it is the first General Assembly of the Reformed cheering to witness this progress being con