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well, and love Him as their dearest friend, and trust Him for everything they needed.

There is another story told of him— a beautiful story, which shows the strange power of his tranquil, prayerful love.

A priest, among these lonely mountains, had by some cause lost his reason. His keepers had to put chains and fetters on him, he was so fierce in his madness. He was the terror of all who had to go near him. One keeper would not enter the cell alone—his insane fury had given him such unnatural strength. Francis De Sales heard the story, and one day he went to visit him. The men who had charge of the maniac were astonished, and implored the bishop not to enter. To go in to that frightful cell, unarmed and alone, as Francis had determined to do, was at the peril of his life. But the bishop would not hear their protests; he ordered the cell to be opened. And while the keepers watched in terror, he entered quietly, alone. He laid one gentle hand ort the madman's dishevelled hair, with the other, he softly pressed the poor wild hand.

'My brother, have faith in God,' he said in the tender steadfast voice which soothed the little children in the Valleys.

And then a wonder was seen. Long afterwards, when Francis De Sales had passed away from earth, it was written in his life as a miracle, and men said he had been gifted with the supernatural power which the apostles had in the early days of the church.

But we know that love works many a miracle and the sweet calm of that devoted life; might well touch, with a healing charm, the poor priest, who heard no sounds but those of hate and fear. The frenzy passed completely away, and Francis De Sales took him home with him,restored to his right mind.

He took him to his palace, supplied him with all he needed, and entertained him as his guest. Then, when he was quite well, confirmed in health of body and mind, he sent him home to his own people, and the madness from that day never returned again.

The life of Francis is full of other instances of the great and gentle power he

exercised over men. He died at Lyons, on the twenty-eighth of December, 1622. He was a bishop of the Roman Catholic Church, yet a life of such grace and devotion we cannot afford to lose from among those we make our friends. For we may even now begin our friendships with the good and noble of the past, in lowliest faith that beyond time—where all differences are past —we shall know better, even as we shall love. H. vr. H. w.


WEE Jess, with fairy feet,
Whose steps, like wavelets beat
On ocean shore,
So musically sounds
Her footfall, that rebounds
Upon the floor.

From morning until night
She roams, a restless sprite,

All here and there;
Full many a fall she gets,
But, rising, soon forgets

To have a care.

'Wee Jess,' she calls herself,
And never little elf

Possest such charms:
So soft her breath, so sweet
Her lips, when ours they meet

Without alarms.

The fairy queen knows well
How to assert her spell

Whene'er we frown;
She kisses clouds away,
And chases, like the day,

The shadows down.

Now with her doll she plays,
A woman in her ways,

Life in a glass,
Till some new toy she finds:
As fickle as the winds

Our little lass.

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Now, wearied out, wee Jess With flushing cheek will press

The pillow white; steals slumber, soft and sweet, O'er tiny form and feet;

Our love, goodnight!

Good angels, kindly keep
Our darling in her sleep

With folded wing;
Watch o'er her till she wakes,
And, when the morning breaks,

A blessing bring.

Still, as the years go round, May her sweet life be crowned

With purest bliss: Make her a child of grace, A star in Yonder Place,

A light in this. j.


Zech. ii. 8.

i T WAS in the desert,' said my friend;

-*- 'we had travelled many miles over hot sand, parched plains, and under a t loudless, scorching sun. Water was failing, and our prospects were somewhat gloomy. Towards evening a cloud of dust arose in the crimson horizon; it was the sheik of a neighbouring tribe with some of his followers, mounted on fiery arabs. Was he for war or for peace? After many salaams, according to the hospitality of his tribe, he urged me to visit him in his tent, adding, in order to allay any lingering suspicion, "Fear not to enter my tent, and stay with me. Come and visit my tribe. I will stand at the threshold; who touches you touches me first; no one can enter to 'you but through me."'

The words of my friend fell sweetly on my ear; they were so suggestive of tho words at the head of this little paper, spoken by Him who is the same yesterday, to-day, and for ever.

Dear children, as old Samuel Rutherford says, 'Be not ashamed to play the coward, and hide behind Jesus.' Hide in the clefts

of the Rock of Ages; that Rock is Christ. There you will be safe from a broken law, for He has kept it; safe from a guilty conscience, for He will wash you in the great fountain opened up for poor vile sinners; safe in the storm, safe in the calm, safe in the conflict of life's battle, and safe when you lay your head down to die.

Have you ever heard the sweet note of some little bird as you walked in the country? You have looked for it, but the bird was hid away far up in yonder ivy covered rock; from its nest there it sang, and only by its song could you tell its presence. So hide, dear children, in Christ, and then you will sing too; and when Satan seeks you, he will not be able to get near you, he will find you 'hid in Christ.'

'Water, water, oh, ye thirsty,' cries the Arab water carrier in the streets of Alexandria or Damascus; 'Water, water, come and drink!' So Jesus not only gives shelter and rest, but He quenches the weary longing of the heart.

A little Arab girl in Jaffa lay dying; her lips were seen to move. 'Moy, moy,' she whispered, which is the Arabic for water. Her dear teacher thought she wished a drink of cool water, and offered it to her; but she put it aside, and shook her head. 'Is it the water of life you wish?' asked her teacher. A glad smile stole over the pale face, and she bowed her head murmuring, 'The water of life!' A few hours after, and she was with the Good Shepherd, who leads His flock by the still waters. E. F.


'I will be surety for him.'—Gen. xliii. 9.

JUDAH, the elder brother, promised his father to bring Benjamin safely back from Egypt. He undertook this entirely. He said, 'I will be surety for him; of ray hand shalt thou require him: if I bring him not unto thee, and set him before thee, then let me bear the blame for ever.' And his father trusted Judah to do as he had said, and so Judah was surety for Benjamin. Jesus Christ is Surety for us. He, our Elder Brother, undertakes to bring us safely

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to the house of His Father and our Father. He undertakes to present us before the presence of His glory. We are in His hand, and from His hand God will require us and receive us. And God, who so loves His children, has trusted the Lord Jesus to do this. He has given us to Him, and He has accepted Jesus Christ as our Surety.

Now, if God has trusted Him, will not you trust him too? What! hesitate about trusting Jesus? Whom else could you trust? Who else could undertake to bring you safe to heaven? Benjamin might possibly have found his way by himself from Egypt to Canaan; but never, never could you find the way by yourself from earth to heaven; and never, never could any one but the Lord Jesus bring you there.

Benjamin could not be quite certain that his brother could keep his promise, for Judah was only a man, and might have been killed in Egypt. But you may be quite certain that your Elder Brother can keep his promise, for He is God as well as man. And do you think he would break His promise? He, the Faithful Saviour, break His promise? Heaven and earth shall pass away, but His word shall not pass away!

Then trust Him now, and never wrong His faithful love again by leaving off trusting Him. He is our Surety, and He will bring every one who trusts Him safe to the heavenly Canaan. (From 'Little Pillows.') Fbakces Ridley Havebgal.



Ezek. 26. 7-14. Memory verses: 7,13,14.

Golden Text. Heaven and earth, shall pass away, but my words shall not pass away. Mat. 24.35.

Where was Tyre; and with what countries did

her ships trade? Ezek. 27. What truths do the ruin and desolation of Tyre

proclaim? Ezek. 28.2-10. Mat. 5.18; 11.22. When shall heaven and earth pass away?

2 Pet. 3. 10-12. Rev. 20. 11. What assurance have we that Christ's words

shall all be fulfilled? Num. 23. 19. Josh.

23. 14-16. Rev. 3. 14.

Ezek. 37. 1-10. Memory verses: 7-10;

Golden Text. It is the Spirit that quick;eneth.; the flesh profiteth nothing: the words that I speak unto you, they are spirit and they are life. joim 6.63.

Why does the soul of man need to be quickened,

or made alive? Ezek. 37.1-3. Eph. 2.1,5. Who alone can quicken dead souls? Gen. 2. 7.

Ezek. 37. 9. Acts 2. 2, 4. Whose words does the Holy Spirit employ to

quicken souls dead in sin? Ezek. 37. 7,10.

John 5. 25. Psa. 119. 130. Give examples of the words of Christ giving

life to the soul? Luke 19. 5-9. Acts 9.

4-6; 16. 14, 30-34.

Zech. 4.1-14. Memory verses: 4-7.

Golden Text. Not by might, nor by power, but by my Spirit, saith the Lord of hosts. zech. 4. e.

What did the golden candlestick which was

shewn to Zechariah represent? Exod. 25.

31-40. Rev. 1. 20. Why is oil an emblem of the Holy Spirit?

Exod. 27. 20, 21; 29. 7. Isa. 61.1-3. Who are those like who profess to serve Christ

without having the Holy Spirit? Mat. 25.3. How may we obtain this holy oil? Luke 11.13. What does the Holy Spirit do for those who

receive Him? Eph. 1. 13, 14. Rom. 8.

15, 16.


Mai. 3. 8-18. Memory verses: 16-18.

Golden Text. And they shall be mine, saith the Lord of hosts, in that day when I make up my jewels. Mai z. n.

What three characteristics of God's children are

given in this passage? Mai. 3. 16. Why does God call His children His jeweh 1

Isa. 43. 3, 4. Deut. 32. 9. Acts 20. 28. When shall the Lord make up His jewels?

Mat. 25. 34. 2 Tim. 4. 8. What will then become of all who are not the

Lord's jewels? Mat. 25. 41. Rev. 20. 15. What must we do now, if we would be the

Lord's jewels? 1 John 3. 23. 2 Cor. 5. 20.

June Q.—Review, or Lesson selected by the School.

PRIZE ESSAYS. The result of the Competition for the Essays will be given in the July 'Daysprmg.' A new subject will also be announced, for which Prizes will be offered.

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