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1.....Jude.

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The Two Books.

might have held and fed the popula- count of the Incarnation and the
tion of the globe. But man is some- Great Atonement, and a few pages
thing more than the animal which of rules and directions for the Chris-
wants lodging and food. He has a tian life, might have contained the
spiritual nature, full of keen percep- vital essence of Scripture, and have
tions and deep sympathies. He has supplied us with a Bible of simplest
an eye for the sublime and the beau- meaning and smallest size. And in
tiful, and his kind Creator has pre- that case the Bible would have been
sented, has provided man's abode consulted only by those rare and
with affluent materials for these wistful spirits to whom the great
nobler tastes. He has built Mont Hereafter is a subject of anxiety,
Blanc, and molten the lake in which
its image sleeps. He has formed
Niagara's thunder, and has breathed
the zephyr which sweeps its spray.
He has shagged the steep with its
cedars, and besprent the meadows
with their kingcups and daisies. He
has made it a world of fragrance and
music-a world of brightness and
symmetry a world where the grand
and graceful, the awful and the love
ly, rejoice together. In fashioning
the home of man, the Creator had an
eye to something more than conve-
nience, and built, not a barrack, but
a palace-not a union workhouse,
but an Alhambra; something which
should not only be very comfortable,
but very splendid and very fair;
something which should inspire the
soul of its inhabitants, and even
draw forth the "very good" of com
placent Deity.

who are really anxious to know what God is, and how they themselves may please Him? But in giving that Bible, its Divine Author had regard to the mind of man. He knew that man has more curiosity than piety, more taste than sanctity; and that more persons are anxious to hear some new, or read some beauteous thing, than to read or hear about God and the great salvation. He knew that few would ever ask, "What must I do to be saved?" He made the Bible not on y an instruc tive book, but an attractive one; not only true, but enticing. He filled it with marvellous incident and engag ing history, with sunny pictures from old-world scenery, and affecting anecdotes from the patriarch times.

He replenished it with stately argument, and sententious wisdom, and proverbial pungency. He made it a book of lofty thoughts and noble images, a book of heavenly doctrine, but withal of earthly adaptation. In preparing a guide to immortality, Infinite wisdom gave not a dictionary, nor a grammar, but a Bible—a book which, in trying to catch the heart of man, should captivate his affections, should also expand his taste; and which, in transforming his intellect. The pearl is of great price; but even the casket is of exquisite beauty. The sword is of ethereal temper, and nothing cuts so keen as on the hilt, and exquisite inlaying on its double edge; but there are jewels the scabbard. The shekels are of the purest ore; but even the scrip which

God also made the Bible as the guide and oracle of man; but had He meant it as a mere lesson-book of duty, a volume less various and less God made the present earth as the attractive would have answered home of man; but had He meant it every end. A few plain paragraphs, as a mere lodging, a world less beau- announcing God's own character and tiful would have served the purpose. His disposition towards us sinners There was no need for the carpet of here on earth, mentioning the proverdure or the ceiling of blue; no vision which He has made for our need for the mountains, and cata- future happiness, and indicating the racts, and forests; no need for the different duties which He would have rainbow, no need for the flowers. A us perform-a few simple sentences big, round island, half of it arable, would have sufficed to tell what God and half of it pasture, with a clump is, and what He would have us to do. of trees in one corner, and a maga- There was no need of the picturesque zine of fuel in another, might have narrative and the majestic poem, no held and fed ten millions of people; need of the proverb, the story, and could fashion it. The apples are and a hundred islands, all made on the psalm. A chapter of theology, gold; but even the basket is silver. the same pattern, big and round, and another of morals; a short ac--Dr. J. Hamilton.

contains them is of a texture more curious than that the artists of earth

Words of Wisdom.

Men are led by trifles.

A true man hates no one.

Power is founded upon opinion. The government of many is anarchy.`

Words pass way, but actions remain.

Chance is the providence of adven

turers.

Cruelty can only be justified by necessity.

He who fears being conquered is sure of defeat.

It is the cause and not the death that makes the martyr.

Keep aloof from sadness, for sadness is the sickness of the soul.

Ordinary People.

hind his fortune is rising up his char-
acter, stone upon stone, brick upon
brick, story upon story, and by-and-
bye that will be accomplished, and "An utterly uninteresting charac-
the great angel, death, will come and ter!" I think I hear a lady reader
pull down that scaffolding, and it exclaim-Mrs. Farthingale, for ex-
will lie there, useful once, but idle ample, who prefers the ideal in fic-
rubbish now; and there will stand, tion, to whom tragedy means ermine
resting on the Rock of Ages, and tippets, adultery and murder; and
reaching far up into the heavens, the comedy, the adventures of some per-
great brave character which the man sonage who is quite a "character."
has built in the everlasting sunlight
of God, itself as everlasting, and al-
ways as fair.-Theodore Parker.

Our Grand World,

But few people realize how grand a world is this. Its flowers are God's thoughts in bloom. Its rocks are In politics, there is a wide gulf drops are God's thoughts in pearl. God's thoughts in stone. Its dew

between promises and performances.

The only encouragement for literature is to give the poet a position in

the State.

The voice of conscience is so delicate that it is easy to stifle it; but it is also so clear that it is impossible to mistake it.

The alienation of the lower classes from all that makes life interesting and ennobling is by far the most serious social problem of the day.

Solon used to say that laws are like spiders' webs, which catch whatever is weak and light, but suffer what is strong or weighty to burst through and escape.

False happiness renders men stern and proud, and that happiness is never communicated. True happi

ness renders them kind and sensible; and that happiness is always shared.

Building on the Rock.

Look at this young man! He is building up his fortune! And that is all men see, and praise that, and say that he is an industrious and excellent young man, and will probably be rich. I see and respect all that for what it is worth. But be

But, my dear madam, it is so very large a majority of your fellowcountrymen that are of this insignificant stamp. At least eighty out of a hundred of your adult fellow Britons returned in the last census are neither extraordinarily silly nor extraordinarily wicked, nor extraordinarily wise; their eyes are neither sparkling with suppressed wittideep and liquid with sentiment nor The world is God's child-a way- cisms; they have probably had no ward child indeed. It has wandered hairbreadth escapes or thrilling adoff through the heavens. But about ventures; their brains are certainly eighteen hundred and ninety years not pregnant with genius, and their ago, one Christmas night, God sent passions have not manifested themout a sister world to call that wan- selves at all after the fashion of a derer back, and it hung over Bethle- volcano. They are simply men of hem only long enough to get the complexions more or less muddy, promise of the wanderer's return, whose conversation is more or less and now that lost world, with soft bald and disjointed. Yet these comfeet of light, comes treading back monplace people-many of them— through the heavens. The hills, how bear a conscience, and have felt the beautiful they billow up, the edge of sublime prompting to do the painful the wave white with foam of cro- right; they have their unspoken sorcuses! How beautiful the rainbow, rows and their sacred joys; their the arched bridge on which heaven hearts have perhaps gone out toand earth come and talk to each wards their first-born, and they have other in tears after the storm is over! mourned over the irreclaimable dead. How nimble the feet of the lamp- Nay, is there not a pathos in their lighters that in a few minutes set all very insignificance-in our compari

the dome ablaze with brackets of son of their dim and narrow exist

her hair! I wonder who it is that

fire! How bright the oar of the ence with the glorious possibilities
saffron cloud that rows across the of that human nature which they
deep sea of heaven! How beautiful share? Depend upon it, you would
the spring with bridal blossoms in gain unspeakably if you would learn
beats time on a June morning for with me to see some of the poetry
the bird orchestra? How gently the and the pathos, the tragedy and the
harebell tolls its fragrance on the comedy, lying in the experience of a
ar! There may be grander worlds, human soul that looks out through
swarthier worlds, larger worlds than dull grey eyes, and that speaks in a
this; but I think that this is the most
exquisite world-a mignonette on
voice of quite ordinary tones.-
the bosom of immensity.-Talmage. George Eliot.

The Christian Life.

If you observe, hardly anybody ever which are played upon earth have does so; and the curious thing is, been composed in heaven.-Balzac.

ly.

Honor is like an island, rugged and without a landing place; we can never more re-enter when we are once outside of it.-Ibid.

An established, experienced, hope- that people will show this unfairness Modesty is to merit what shade is ful Christian is, in the world, like an even in the presence of the man to figures in a picture, giving it iceberg in a swelling sea. The whose argument or statement they strength and relief.—Ibid. waves rise and fall. Ships strain misrepresent; and even immediately and shiver, and nod on the agitated after he has uttered it. I could crewaters. But the iceberg may be dit a man with almost every virtue, seen from afar, receiving the break- if I saw that he represented his op ers on its snow-white sides, casting ponent's argument fairly and exactthem off unmoved, and, where all Of course it requires ability, as else is rocking to and fro, standing well as fairness, to do this. stable like the everlasting hills. The cause of its steadiness is its depth. Its bulk is bedded in calm water beneath the tumult that rages on the surface. Although, like the ships, it is floating in the water, it receives and throws off the angry waves like the rocks that gird the shore.

Behold the condition and attitude of Christians. They float in the

same sea of life with other men, and

Self-Knowledge.

We must strive to make ourselves really worthy of some employment; we need pay no attention to anything else, the rest is the business of others.-La Bruyere.

The more fully we come to understand the heart and lifo of anyone, A proud bigot, who is vain enough his motives and his aims, his pur- to think that he can deceive even poses and plans, the more mysteries God by affected zeal, and throwing we discover. So, the more we know the veil of holiness over vices, of ourselves, the more we find that damns all mankind by the word of is inexplicable and contradictory. his power.-Boileau. who thinks he has fathanyone

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There are sorrows mingled with

bear the same buffetings; but they omed his own nature and sounded the pleasures of life. Everything are not driven hither and thither, its depths, watch his daily life close- does not go, sir, as we would wish the sport of wind and water. The ly, and he will find a thousand frac- it. Heaven wills that here below wave strikes them, breaks over them tures in the smooth and comprehens- each should have his crosses, and, and hisses past in foam; but they re-ive ideal he has imagined to himself. without these, men would be too full He will be surprised at a heroism of of happiness.-Moliere. main unmoved. They were not caught by surprise, while they had a which he had not thought himself slight hold of the surface. The capable, or he will be shocked at chief part of their being lies deep some meannes which he had supposed beyond the the reach of their superficial commotions. Their life, "hid with Christ in God," bears, without breaking, all the strain of the storm. -Dr. Arnott.

Honesty in Argument.

The sovereign Author of the universe has made us all wallet-bearers

impossible; here he will discern in the same way, as well those of marks of an ability of which he had time past as those of to-day. He not dreamed, and there he will pause put the wallet behind for our own in wonder to see how far short he failings, and the one before for the failings of others.-La Fontaine.

falls of his own intentions.

Mark this! never treat money matters with levity. Money is character.-Lord Lytton.

The good Lavater sometimes uses a strong expression when he is espeAll kinds of wood burn silently, cially anxious to recommend to the except thorns, which crackle and call notice of his hearers some aphoristic out, "We, too, are wood."-From saying in which he has the greatest the Talmud. faith-thus, he will exclaim: "Let

Allow me to speak, you whose falsehoods stain so shamefully this gift of Nature-he who calls himself a gentleman, and lies as you do, lies when he says so, and never was so. Is there any vice more mean? Is there any stain more black, more unworthy of a man who espires to fame? Is there any weakness, any

the four-and-twenty elders in Heaven Thoughts from French Authors. action, to which a heart truly noble

rise before him who, from motives
of humanity, can totally suppress an
arch, full-pointed, but offensive bon us into a worse.-Ibid.

Often the fear of one evil leads

mot." I should like to be able to

Hasten slowly, and without losing give equal force to what I am going heart put your work twenty times to say. "Let the four-and-twenty upon the anvil.—Ibid.

has more aversion, since a single falsehood brings on him such disgrace that he cannot efface it if he do not expose his life, and if he do not wash out by blood the affront which so shameful an outrage engraves upon his foreheed.—Cor

elders rise up before him who can God is the author, men are only
repeat an adverse argument fasrly." the players. These grand pieces neille.