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MAKE ME GOD'S CHILD.

of the Old Testament:-Genesis, Exodus, a garden with the sweetest flowers of the Deuteronomy, and, in part, Numbers too; east if you give me your diamond. But further, the 150 Psalms, the Song of she said, The most delicious perfumes pall, Solomon, Ruth, Lamentations, Ecclesiastes, and fail after a while to please, and my Esther, and all the Haptharah (prophets). diamond would be gone. The fourth said, Most of them I did not forget, and still I will give you a banquet that kings might can recite them literally by heart, ... envy. But she said, After the banquet I according to the Rabbinical sentences, might again be hungry, and the diamond which runs thus : “ That which a little child would be gone. And the fifth came and has learned with diligence and attention in said, Dear sister, I will build you a grand early youth, remains on the tablet of his palace, if you will give me your diamond. heart till old age.” On bright nights I got But she said, I have heard that a palace is up at two o'clock, after midnight, in order filled with cares and I do not wish such to read the Psalms in the moonlight two companions. At last there came to her the hours, as my father did in his youth. I son of a great king and he said, Lady, I gave away all my pocket money to the wish you to give me your diamond. But poor. I read over, every week, the whole she said, What will you give me? I will psaltery, and finished it with each Friday.' give you myself, said he, and all that is

Which of the readers of The Dayspring' mine. And she said, The diamond is yours, can say that they have studied God's word I freely accept the offer. as ardently as this Jewish boy? How many Now, the diamond is the soul; the five of us learn even one text each day? How brothers the five senses; and the king's son much we might learn in the course of a | is Jesus. year, if we committed to memory one verse on each of the days from Monday to Saturday, and then repeated on Sabbath what we had learned during the week, not

MAKE ME GOD'S CHILD. as a hard task, but as the pleasantest part

CONQUEROR of death, of the day's work-like getting hold of a

y Victor o'er the grave! sunbeam to carry about with us always.

Whose latest breath

Was spent to save

Lost humankind :
THE PRICELESS DIAMOND.

Saviour, mild,

Make me God's child. A N Italian Poet, Jacob Bendetti, tells 1 the following tale:

O, guide me as I go A beautiful maiden was left by her father

Safely on through all! a priceless diamond. She had five brothers.

Through weal and woe, The first was a Musician; the second a

Through rise and fall, Painter; The third a Spice Merchant; the

Whate'er may hap: fourth a Cook; and the fifth a Builder.

Saviour, mild, Each of them coveted the maiden's diamond.

Make me God's child. The first came and said, Sister, if you will give me the diamond, I will charm you with

O, tend me till I die, delightful music. But she said, The charm

And to earth return! of song will not last and my diamond would

There safe I'll lie be gone. The second said, Sister, I will

And wait the morn; paint you, for it, a beautiful picture. But

My name enscrolled, she said, The picture may be stolen or may

Saviour, mild, lose its colouring and I would lose my

As God's own child. diamond. The third said, I will stock you i

NEIL KENYEDT.

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BRITISH HYMN-WRITERS.

DR. ISAAC WATTS. To name Dr Isaac Watts, is to name anthrough a long life, all the work he laid 1 old friend whom nearly every little upon himself. Fourteen years later he child has known from almost babyhood. was too worn out to undertake any further For if you have not known his name, you the busy duties of his ministry. And then have surely said many a time the simple began those long years of happy and quiet hymn's which he wrote. Once, indeed, leisure, with the fruits of which Dr. Isaac these hymns were in more use than now. Watts has blessed so many lives. Yet they are so easy to understand, so Not far from Stoke-Newington there charming in their simplicity, so good for stood a beautiful mansion. It was surevery day, they can never be wholly rounded by its own pleasure groundsforgotten, or laid by for sweeter strains. quiet bowers and shady lawns. Abney

Dr. Watts was born at Southampton, Park it was called, and its owner was Sir July 17th, 1674. His father and mother Thomas Abney—one who had become a were truly good. And the little boy friend of Dr. Watts in his busy, devoted learned from his infancy all those wise and work. Acquaintance had grown into gentle lessons which he afterwards taught friendship very peculiar and dear; and, in 80 well. He became Independent minister his frail health, Dr. Watts was invited by of Stoke-Newington, near London, when Sir Thomas to make his home at the he was twenty-four years old; but his beautiful house of Abney. health was delicate, and could not bear, | Here Dr. Watts lived for thirty-six

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years. His health revived in the stillness Yet you may be sure his gratitude did and beauty, and his friends were full of love. not rest in this; for it is poor gratitude

• Here he dwelt in a family which for which is merely glad for what we have piety, order, harmony, and every virtue, ourselves more than others. You must was a house of God.' Here he wrote some never forget that gratitude means care for learned works, and those simple household all living things—first and most for the hymns which have made his memory so poor whom God has left among us. Yet familiar and dear. For whatever he saw of after this for every living thing-every beauty he gathered up in his heart, and thing that has life in it, and can suffer kept for the little children in the little and enjoy. children's hymns.

He saw the bee in the lime tree blossoms, 'He prayeth well who loveth well and noted, with a quiet eye, the busy laden

Both man and bird and beast;

He prayeth best who loveth best velvet thing humming, restless and musical,

All things, both great and small: among the branches all day long. Aud he

For the dear God who loveth us, wrote:

He made and loveth all.'
*How doth the little busy bee

It was not Watts, but Coleridge, who
Improve each shining hour,
And gather honey all the day

wrote these beautiful lines-lines so true From every opening flower.

and good, they are worth remembering

always. They were written long, long after How skillfully she builds her cell,

Watts had passed away; he, too, would How neat she spreads her wax,

have loved them, as all good men must. And labours hard to store it well With the sweet food she makes.'

Here is one hymn of Watts' which you

shall read at full length; its full length is And then he draws the wise lesson of short-four little verses only. how we, too, should be busy, never having idle hands, but filling our lives with good

"THE ROSE. work-work which shall bless others, as

| How fair is the rose, what a beautiful flower, the honey gathered by the busy bee is

The glory of April and May,. stored for others use-how every day must Yet its leaves are beginning to fade in an hour, be filled with its sweet, small, earnest And they wither and die in a day. duties, if we would be bright and joyful like the bee among the summer branches.

Yet the rose has one powerful virtue to boast

Above all the flowers of the field; Dr. Watts strolled forth from pleasant

When its leaves are all dead, and its fine colours Abney Park towards the little old town,

lost, and met the poor, pinched faces that were Still how sweet a perfume it will yield. worn with want and care. Helping them

So frail is the youth and the beauty of men, all he could, yet how little that help was ;

Though they bloom and look gay like the rose; there were still those who must always

But all our fond care to preserve them is vain; hunger and toil. And he thought of his Time kills them as fast as he goes. own rich mercies, and the mercies of those most dear, and wrote thus :

Then I'll not be proud of my youth nor my

beauty,
“Whene'er I take my walks abroad,

Since both of them wither and fade;
How many poor I see;

But gain a good name by well doing my duty,
What shall I render to my God

Which will scent like a rose when I'm dead.'
For all His gifts to me?

And truly did Dr. Isaac Watts himself
Not more than others I deserve,
Yet God has given me more;

gain this good name. His useful and For I have food, while others starve

blameless life closed at seventy-five years, And beg from door to door.'

on the 25th of November, 1748. 2. W. . W.

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THE DAYSPRING' PICTURE GALLERY.

VI. -THE TREASURE-CHAMBER X LONGSIDE of the picture of the h King's banqueting-hall, we find one of His treasure-chamber, so glorious that I feel quite unable to describe it. Here are stores of glittering gold and silver; piles of flashing diamonds; radiant topazes and rubies; cool, liquid emeralds and sapphires; branching coral; pale pearls and gleaming opals; and a thousand other curious and precious things devised by God's mind, and fashioned by His fingers. They are brought together in this picture as the most precious things in God's treasury of nature, that they may represent to us the far greater riches stored up in His word. For look at the texts round the frame: The law of thy mouth is better unto me than thousands of gold and silver.' 'I rejoiced at Thy word as one that findeth great spoil.'

More to be desired than gold, yea, than much fine gold. If you turn to the 28th chapter of Job, you will find all sorts of treasures and gems used to describe the value of wisdom; and you know Paul tells us that wisdom unto salvation' is stored in the Scriptures.

Let me tell you one or two of the remarkable things about this treasurechamber. First, it is open to everybody at all times, and that cannot be said of the treasury of any sovereign on earth. Of course not; for they are afraid people would carry off their jewels. Perhaps some of you have visited the Tower of London. When there, you got a special order for the jewel-chamber; and, with a number of other people, you were marched up to it under the charge of a beef-eater, and allowed, for a few minutes, to look at the old English crown jewels, arranged in thick glass cases, and fenced by double iron railings. But you could not touch them, still less help yourself to them! Now the next wonderful thing I have to tell you about the treasury in the picture, is that you are invited to carry away as much as you choose from it. The more you take, the better pleased the King will be. It is told of Alexander the Great, that once,

when he wished to reward one of his generals, he told him to go to his treasurer, and ask for any sum of money he liked. The man asked so large a sum, that the treasurer, indignant, came to his master, saying there was not money enough in his coffers. But Alexander was delighted that the man put so much trust in his word and in his resources, and insisted that his demand should be fully satisfied. So you will honour the Great King if you draw largely from His treasury; and, strange as it may seem, it is true, that however much you may carry away, the treasury will never be any emptier. For our God's riches are boundless.

I am sure you have sometimes got a present which made you feel rich whenever you looked at it, or even when you just remembered you had it. Have you ever risen up from reading your Bible, feeling the richer for something you had read there? One day a gentleman went to see an old woman who lived alone in a poor garret. She was deaf, and did not hear his knock; so he opened the door. There he saw the old woman sitting down to her dinner, which consisted of nothing but a crust of bread and a cup of water. Over this she was lifting her hands in thankfulness, and saying fervently, .All this, and Christ too!' Ah! she had been to the King's treasury, and brought away true riches, even the Pearl of great price, and a rare and precious gem called thankfulness.

There are a great many people who have never discovered that there are treasures i the Bible. I have been told that there is a diamond field in South Africa, out of which thousands of pounds worth of diamonds have been dug, which was once sold for a horse! The man, to whom the ground belonged, had never dreamt that there was such wealth hidden away in it, as might have made his fortune over and over. In one of the Bible Society's reports I have read a story, of which this reminds me. A Spanish passenger, in a ship sailing on the South American coast, had a Bible for which he did not care. He offered it to a young man on board, whose native language

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was Spanish, and who accepted the gift, poor woman had never known that her and read the book with wonder and delight. husband had money in the bank, and did He took it with him to his South American not understand that the bit of paper in his home, where it was the means of the con letter was of any value. The cashing of version of his parents, two sisters, a brother, that cheque made her a comparatively rich and a brother-in-law. There were no woman at once for the rest of her life, Protestants near, and they were severely instead of a pauper. I am afraid some of persecuted by the Roman Catholic priest , you may be like her, having precious things of the village; but they remained stedfast.

stored away in your memories for years, Long after, when a missionary visited them | which have made your souls none the richer. for the first time, he found that Bible in You learned long ago such a promise as the place of honour, prized above every this, The blood of Jesus Christ cleanseth other possession. You see that whole / us from all sin ;' but you have never gone family had found their fortunes in it,—not to God with it in prayer, and received from for time, but for eternity,—though the Him that most precious gift, forgiveness. man who gave it to them had no idea it Do not delay. The treasury is open now; contained anything of the slightest value. and you know that the King delights to see

Dear children, whether you and I prize even the little children'coming to receive the Bible or not, let us remember that our the blessings which He has stored there for forefathers in Scotland counted not their them.

J. B. M. lives dear unto themselves,' that they might hand down this treasure to us. Many a man-yes, and many a tender womanparted with all that makes life precious, and at last, with life itself, sooner than give up their right and ours to an open Bible.

But there are people among us who do not know a treasure when they see it. The first diamond found in Africa, in modern times, was, for a long time, the plaything of a farmer's children. Nobody had thought of the little stone's being worth anything; till one day a passer-by noticed it in the children's hands and guessed it might be a gem. I think it was sold at last for about £2000. Are there any of you that only care for the Bible as a means of getting prizes for scripture knowledge, and for correct repetition? You are like these children

24u playing with a diamond.

1 69 I have heard a minister tell of his being taken by a friend to visit a sailor's widow in

pipe o rofilin K one of the Western Islands. She was very poor indeed, and was kept alive by charity.

CHERRY BLOSSOMS. She began to tell the gentlemen about her

PALE cherry blossoms, delicate as snow, husband, who was lost at sea, and produced,

From the shady orchard, where the from the bottom of her chest, the last letter she had got from him. What do you think

clusters grow; they found in it? a cheque for a sum of

| Ye have missed your mission, plucked from money that would have made the widow yonder tree, comfortable during all these years. The | Ne’er in fruit to ripen though so fair to see.

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