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Next day, after the funeral, the dog was missed from the house, and was found lying on the grave of his master. He was wet and cold, but the faithful animal could not be induced to leave the spot, and had to be forced away from it by fastening a cord to his collar. But he did not remain long in the house, and was again found lying on the tomb. He was brought home and treated with great kindness; but he refused to taste food, and on the third morning was found dead.

The Newfoundland dog is one of the most sagacious kinds, and is especially valuable on account of its power of endurance in swimming. Its paws are halfwebbed, and it is fond of the water. Many persons have been saved from drowning by these sagacious animals.

One which was kept at the ferry-house at Worcester was the means of saving, at different times, three persons from drowning. There is a celebrated portraitpainted by Landseer-of a Newfoundland dog who has been successful in saving life. It is called 'A distinguished member of the Humane Society.'

The little boy in our picture may well fondle the noble dog which has just saved his life. See how carefully he has brought him out of the water, holding him by the clothes, and not hurting him in the least.

Does not such a faithful animal well deserve to be called a member of the Humane Society? May not his devoted attachment to his master's child, and the tender care he takes of him, teach us a lesson of faithfulness to our Master in heaven? The following lines are by Mary Howitt :

And the dog is still the faithful,
Still the loving friend of man,
Ever ready at his bidding,
Doing for him all he can.

Let us take from him a lesson,
As the wisest of us may-
Learn a willingness in duty,
And be ready to obey.
Let us to our loving Master
Give our will, our hearts, our all,
And be ever, ever watchful

To attend His slightest call!

M. T. S.

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STORY OF A HYMN.*

E had spent a summer day amongst the Scottish hills, and had returned to the little railway station from which our train started on its southward journey. There was a detention. An accident had occurred further up the line; nothing serious, but it would be more than an hour after it was due before the train could reach our station.

Meanwhile, we were wearied after our long day of pleasure, and settled ourselves in the saloon-carriage to pass the time as best we might till the arrival of the train to which it was to be attached. My father was walking up and down outside, enjoying to the last the strong, sweet-scented breeze. Presently an old man came up to him, and they entered the carriage together; for there was one of our number whose name had gone far and wide through Scotland as a servant of God, and the old man desired strongly to see him. They took cach other by the hand, the two fellow servants,' though the one had been blessed to preach the Gospel in many lands, and the other had scarcely ever left his native place. Then the younger spoke, asking the elder, simply and directly, the one important question: Are you a Christian?' and the old man in his deafness, catching dimly at the sense of the words, replied, slowly and honestly, 'I'm a Baptist.' There was a smile on some faces; but again the younger put the question: Are you a Christian?' and the smiles changed from mirthfulness to deeply touched feeling, as the old man answered solemnly, I know whom I have believed these fifty years.'

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I do not think that any of us who had passed that summer day together can have forgotten these simple words, nor another incident which happened later in the same evening. We had not yet reached our destination, but the train was moving swiftly onwards, and we had been singing, in gladness of heart, familiar Scottish strains and simple hymns that were new then, but yet to become familiar to * See last page of this number of the Dayspring.

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PRIZE ESSAYS.

thousands who will never hear the songs of Scotland. An American voice started a grand, stirring melody, with words which answered to the melody, describing how 'three hundred thousand more' had responded to Abraham Lincoln's call for men. The chorus rang out with such glad alacrity 'We are coming, yes, we're coming,' that it did not seem strange, but only right and natural (since all best things should be consecrated to His service who gave us all), when he who had spoken with the old man before we began our journey suddenly exclaimed, Why doesn't some one make Gospel words for that tune? It would go round the world.' No one answered then; but a day or two afterwards, he who had led the singing of the tune that evening laid his hands on the organ, and began once more to sing the melody which had so stirred us. But the words are changed. The response is no longer to the call of 'Father Abraham,' but to the call of the Lord Jesus Christ; and the number of the army is no more three hundred thousand, but a great multitude whom no man can number, out of every nation and kindred and people and tongue.

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Oct. 26.-FAITH AND WORKS.

James 2. 14-26. Memory verses: 14-18. Golden Text. For as the body without the spirit is dead, so faith without works is dead also.

Jas. 2. 26.

Whether are we saved by faith or by works?
Eph. 2. 8, 9. Rom. 4. 3-5.
What fruit does saving faith produce? James
2. 18. Titus 3. 8.

What is God's judgment concerning such faith as does not produce obedience? James 2. 19, 20. Mat. 5. 13; 7. 21-23. 1 John 2. 4. How can a dead faith become a living principle in the soul? Ezek. 37. 9; 36. 26, 27.

PRIZE ESSAYS.

THREE Prizes are offered for the Best Essays on the following subject:

'What evidence have we that the Bible is the inspired Word of God?'

The competitors must not be above 15 years of age. The Essays not to exceed in length three pages of the 'Dayspring'; and the MSS., accompanied with a sealed envelope, giving the name and address of the competitor, must be addressed to the Rev. JOHN KAY, 2 Cumin Place, Edinburgh, and reach him not later than the 29th of Nov., 1879.

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We are coming, blessed Jesus, we hear the rallying cry,
That in God's blessed service calls us forth to do and die.
Our Captain's voice sounds in the van,-it echoes to the rear;
In every true and loyal soul it rings both loud and clear;
Then round Him we will rally though the strife be long and sore:
We are coming, blessed Jesus, to love Thee more and more.
We are coming, blessed Jesus, in numbers more and more,
We'll march beneath Thy banner till we reach the heavenly shore;
And there, before the Saviour's feet, we'll lay our weapons down,
And gladly change the pain and cross for golden harp and crown.
Arrayed in white, through Jesu's blood, we'll tell His victories o'er :
We are coming, blessed Jesus, to love Thee more and more.

Paisley: J. AND R. PARLANE.]

[London: HOULSTON AND SONS.

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