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THE PRISON FLOWER, AND WHAT IT Fenestrelle. He had been a member of a TAUGHT THE PHILOSOPHER.
secret society, whose object it was to over
turn the order of things in the French D AVE you ever noticed flowers bloom-| Government, in the time of Napoleon
- ing in some old ruin, the tiny stalk Bonaparte. There was not much forcing its way between the old stones, and enquiry made as to how far Charney was to the fresh green leaves adorning the hoary blame, the Emperor ordered his captivity, pile? How did they come? Perhaps, long and that was enough. ago, a child's garden flourished there; The prisoner liked to walk in the court, childish hands sowed the seeds, and for, far away on the horizon, he could see blossoms still perfume the air; but those the summits of the Alps, but after his two who watched and watered the little seed hours' exercise was over, oh! how dreary it lings are long since gone. Do the flowers was to go up the winding stair that led to serve any purpose now? Or far away on his quiet room. Many a sad repining some lonely hill-top, where the gentle thought came into his head. Before he breeze whispers lovingly to the sweet wild had been put in prison, Charney had not flowers, have you not felt that they speak been a humble learner in God's school, as of God's goodness, and of His delight in all the truly wise should be, but, wondered the works of His hand?
and rebelled at the eyil he saw round about We read, in the Old Testament, of the him, and began to doubt if there was a God lessons God taught his people by the pro at all. Now that he was a captive, phets; and in the New, Jesus shows us how he was more unhappy than ever, and we can learn even by the birds of the air and but for the flower of which I have told the flowers of the field. Man, the noblest of you, I know not how wretched he would God's creatures here below, can profit by have become. The tiny plant, Picciola' the very lowliest; and the prison flower,' (the Italian word for poor little thing'), the heroine of my little tale, was sent with as Ludovic, the kind jailer used to call it, a very special message to a wise man, who aroused first the interest and curiosity of lived long ago, before my young readers the Count, as he watched it facing and were born.
overcoming the difficulties in its way, and I dare say you think this plant had a / speedily drew forth his admiration and love. very strange name, and perhaps in a book He had nothing else on which to lavish his of botany it would have had some grand affection, but it is a great matter for men learned title; but it was really a prison' and women, boys and girls, when they flower, and had no sweet blooming begin to think and care for another, humble companions. The wonder is, that it and insignificant though that other may be. bloomed at all, for it grew up between the But Picciola, did more than this for the stones of the pavement in the court-yard Count de Charney: he marked and of a prison. The Psalmist speaks of the studied the design, what was intended by
stormy wind fulfilling God's word.' Some the different parts of the plant, and contempest may, perhaps, have borne the seed cluded that all the beauty and freshness on its wings, and left it, unseen, but safe, which cheered his loneliness must have in the narrow strip of earth between the come from a great loving Creator. For stones; or, perhaps a little bird carried off the Count did not now spend his time as some grains from a garden, flew high up to he formerly did, in writing sad, rebellious the tower of the prison, and, all thoughts on his prison walls, but from unconsciously, sowed the seed which was his window, or his bench in the court, to spring up in beauty.
watched his precious plant, and recorded In the court-yard, a sad and solitary man, her progress from day to day. Oh, the joy the Count de Charney, walked day after when blossoms came, and when, through day. He was a prisoner in the fortress of the kindness of a fellow-prisoner in a
neighbouring cell, Charney was able, through a microscope, to examine the beauties of his favourite! Love to those around the poor captive now filled his heart; his cherished plant told him not only of God's wisdom and power in the creation, but of the love He can put in the human breast; and when one of Picciola's treasured blossoms was sent to the daughter of his fellow prisoner, Charney felt how true it is, that it is more blessed to give than to receive.'
It would require a book, rather than a few pages in the Dayspring,' to tell you how, by a long chain of events, as it is called, the prison flower's history, and that of the lonely captive, were brought before the notice of the kind Empress Josephine, and Charney's release at length secured; for it was her chiefly, not Napoleon, that the Count had to thank. As he left the place where he had passed so many sad, dreary days, no wonder that he carried off in triumph, from the stony courtyard, the plant that had done so much for him. Picciola had taught the Count de Charney belief in God, love to his fellow creatures, trust in the kind Providence that watches over all, and hope for the future, when all this beautiful, yet sad, world shall have passed away.
Did not Picciola do her work, and teach the wise Philosopher ?
sway of the Sultan of Turkey are a great many people who belong to what is called the Greek Church, and these are very much oppressed by their rulers. A short time ago, Britain and Turkey signed a treaty, by which Britain gets the island of Cyprus and promises to help Turkey against her enemies, while Turkey has promised to govern her subjects better. That is why we have been hearing so much about Cyprus. Our close connection with that island will make us take much greater interest in its welfare for the future.
If you take an atlas, and turn to the map of Europe, you will find the island of Cyprus in the western part of the Mediterranean Sea, not far from the coast of Palestine. Its length is about 143 miles, and for two thirds of that distance it is about 40 miles broad. It has had many masters, and at one time was a well-peopled, prosperous island. The Cyprus of to-day, however, is a badly-governed, miserable island. Naturally fertile, the bad government of the Turks has led to its neglect, while the inhabitants, like most oppressed people, are poor and ignorant. * The Phænecians, the great merchants of ancient times, were the earliest settlers in Cyprus. Next the Greeks got possession, followed by the Egyptians, Persians, and Romans. Then the Crusaders, under our own King Richard I., conquered it and held it for about three centuries. After a time, it fell into the hands of Turkey, and now the British flag floats over the Governor's house.
We hear of Cyprus several times in the Acts of the Apostles, and some of the events which took place there are very interesting. If you turn to Acts xi. 19, you will get the first reference to Cyprus. There we learn that after the death of Stephen, a persecution arose which scattered the Christians abroad. Some of them, we read, travelled as far as Phenice and Cyprus, and Antioch, preaching the word to none but unto the Jews only. The enemies of Christianity thought that they could put it down by persecution, but here we learn that God made the persecution the very means of
CYPRUS. TF any of our readers are in the habit of
reading the newspapers, they must have noticed a great deal lately about Cyprus. Perhaps the question has occurred, What is the meaning of all this? what have we to do with Cyprus?' Well, that is just what I am going to tell you. Most of you must have heard about the Empire of Turkey. The Turks are Mohammedans in religion, followers of the great false prophet Mahomet, who taught them to hate all who are not of that faith. Love your enemies' is a text which has no place in the Koran, the book which Mohammedans use instead of the Bible. Now, under the
spreading the gospel. When kings visit different countries, they are welcomed with great show; but better far to Cyprus than the visit of any monarch was that of these few humble Christians. No 'triumphal arch was erected in honour of these kings and priests of God, yet they brought to that island a blessing greater than that of
| Cyprus), Paul, and John. They passed
right through the island from Salamis to Paphos, preaching the gospel. At Paphos there dwelt the deputy of the country,'. Sergius Paulus, who called for the apostles in order “to hear the word of God.' A sorcerer, called Elymas or Bar-Jesus, had great influence with the deputy, and tried
GOTOWAncient Cyprus. emperors, riches more lasting than the to turn him away from the faith. Here we treasures of kings, for they brought the see a conflict between the power of God blessing and the riches of the gospel. A and the power of Satan. On the one hand, very interesting event in connection with the apostles seeking to save the soul of Cyprus is narrated in the thirteenth chapter | Paulus; on the other, the sorcerer trying of Acts. There we read of a missionary to keep it in the bondage of Satan. visit by Barnabas, (who was a native of | Mighty conflict! on its issue hangs the
welfare of an immortal soul. The Gospel
A SHIP ON FIRE. triumphs! Paul, filled with the Holy M ISS MACPHERSON'S work and Ghost,' struck the sorcerer blind, and the TV labour of love among the homeless deputy doubted no longer, but believed, | little wanderers in the
little wanderers in the streets and lanes of being astonished at the doctrine of the
our cities, has made her name a household Lord. There would be joy that day in word on both sides of the Atlantic. Many heaven among the angels over the soul that years ago her touching stories of the little had repented.
Match-sellers awakened much interest in Again we read of another visit to Cyprus. these poor outcasts, and stirred many kind In Acts xv. 39, we learn that Barnabas, hearts to haste to their rescue. Since that along with Jolin Mark, paid a second time thousands of neglected little ones visit to his native country. Where was have, through her influence and that of her Paul ? Alas, he and Barnabas had quarrel friends, been rescued from the snares of ed, and, taking different companions, had Satan, and drawn into the fold of the good gone different roads. As Barnabas preached Shepherd. And she still carries on her the Gospel to the islanders, -as he told noble mission. them of Christ's love to the world, no
Last May she crossed the ocean on her doubt his last visit would recur to him
twenty-first voyage, taking with her fifty with pain, when he thought of the different
little ones to place in happy homes in relation in which he stood to Paul. Then
Canada. they were fellow-workers, now they had On Wednesday, the Sth of May, some separated in anger. Let us learn from this, friends met at St. Pancras, London, to to keep our passions in check. When we are commend Miss Macpherson and her little angry, we do not think how wrong it is to band to God, and to bid them good-bye. quarrel, but we will be sure to repent it The children sang hymns and repeated afterwards. Life is far too short for us to verses which they had been taught at the have time to quarrel with each other. Home: such as, God so loved the world,
Some time after this, a ship sailed past that He gave His only begotten Son, that Cyprus. Perhaps no one noticed it, yet on whosoever believeth in Him should not board was the apostle Paul on his way to
perish, but have everlasting life; ' When Rome (Acts xxvii. 4). No doubt he cast a
my father and my mother forsake me, then last look at the fertile hills and luxuriant the Lord will take me up.' valleys. Well he might, for he was to see Miss Macpherson was presented with a them no more. Paul only left Rome for
beautiful bouquet from the Flower Mission, heaven. His work on earth was to end there. encircled with the text, • Under His wings
Such are some of the events which have shalt thou trust.' happened at Cyprus. Let us hope bright The party proceeded by train to Liverdays are about to dawn for its inhabitants.
pool, where they went on board the steamer Under British rule, may the fields again Sardinian, and sailed away. become covered with crops, and the hills
All went well till Friday afternoon, when with fruits. Above all, may the Gospel a terrible accident occurred. The account again thrive, showing to the disciples of of it in the · Daily News' ran thus: Mahomet that there is a nobler religion still -the religion of Christ. God grant that
Londonderry, Friday Evening.
The Canadian mail steamer Sardinian put righteousness, prosperity, and peace may
into Moville at three o'clock to-day, to take on prevail throughout the land.
board the mails for America. Shortly after
wards an explosion occurred on board, in the 'Come, blessed Lord, bid every shore coal bunker, and the ship took fire. About And answering island sing
forty persons were more or less injured. Three The praises of Thy joyful name,
were killed, and many of the injured are not And own Thee as their King.
expected to recover. Four hundred passengers J. M'm. I have been brought up to Londonderry, twenty