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his helmet still on his head and his battleaxe still in his hand. He was wounded, but not dead. He was lying quiet, with his eyes lifted, looking far up to heaven, the home he had striven to lead men to, although through such discord and strife. But the cruel soldiers quickly put an end to his life; and next day they burned the body of the great Swiss Reformer. It was all the vengeance they could take. His memory lives with Luther's—the cherished memory of a life faithful, and fearless, and true. H. w. a. w.

THE OLD, OLD STORY. f"\NE evening a Christian gentleman, in ^ walking home through the streets, found himself among a group of ragged boys—beggars, thieves, and pickpockets, —laughing, and talking, and swearing. His heart suddenly yearned over them; so he stopped abruptly, and put his back to a wall, and said,

'Listen to me; I have something to tell you.'

They were silent at once; and he told them, as simply as he could, the story of the birth, life, and death of Jesus. There was not a word of interruption. As he came near the end, he heard an occasional shuffle of feet, as one and then another pushed nearer. They listened with countenances of awe—dirty enough, but very solemn—to hear of the agony in the garden; and when they heard how He died in love on the Cross, to save sinners, sobs burst out without control. Dirty hands wiped dirty faces as he told them that now, while he spoke, He who had died was standing among them, as full of mercy as ever. When he had finished, no one moved. Suddenly he said,

'If Jesus loved sinners so much, should not we love Him? Any one that wishes to love Him, let him hold up his hand: / do;' and he held up his own.

The boys looked at one another. By and by one of them, a little mass of rags, with only one shoe, his face almost hidden with

hair that hung over it in shocks, held up a little dirty hand; and another and another followed, till all were held up. The stranger then said,

'You all wish to love Jesus; hear what he says, If ye love Me, keep my commandments; and he told them what that meant for them; and after giving them all something, he went away.

Some weeks after, passing through an archway, he came upon a little shoe-black, who, after the customary offer to black his boots, made a dive forward, and stood before him with a face beaming with delight. The gentleman had not the least idea who he was, and said with surprise,

'My boy, you seem to know me; who are you?'

'Please sir, Jack.'

'Jack who?'

'Please sir, only Jack.'

All at once it flashed into the gentleman's mind who he was, and he said, 'I remember you now; have you tried to keep the promise you made some time ago?'

'Yes,' he answered earnestly, 'indeed I have.'

The gentleman stopped and talked with him, and let him clean his boots.

'Can you read?'

'Not overly well; but I can manage to spell out a bit.'

'Would you like a Testament, where you could read the story I told you the other night?'

No answer; only a choking sound, expressive of his delight.

'I see you would like one; well, come to my house to-morrow afternoon, at half-past four, and you shall have one. Here is my address.'

To-morrow, punctual to the time, there came a modest tap to the gentleman's door, and in walked the poor boy at his summons. He had washed his face at a neighbouring pump, and stroked down his hair, to make himself respectable. The gentleman shook hands with him, and made him sit down, and talked with him. By and by he said,

'Why do you want a Testament?'

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'To read about Him you told us of.'

'Why do you want to read about Him? Is it because you love Him?'

The boy nodded his head decisively: there was no hesitation or doubt about the matter.

'Why do you love Him?'

The poor boy was silent. His little features worked, his little breast heaved, his little lips quivered, and all at once he dropped his head on the table, and sobbed out,

'' Cause they killed Him.'

It is a homely story, but it tells a wonderful secret—namely, how hearts are won, through the grace of the blessed Spirit: it is by the simple story of the Saviour's dying love, the Just One for the unjust, that He might bring us to God.



T"\ON'T fret, for a fretful Christian is like -*-"' a prickly pear, bitter within and irritating without. God says, 'Cast all your care on Me, for I care for you.' 'No you don't,' says the fretting Christian, 'and so I'll fret over my cares.'

Don't fret, for you are a witness for Christ. What is your testimony worth if your fretting contradicts His words, 'My yoke is easy and My burden light?'

Don't fret, though your lot is hard and your troubles many, for your Lord was oppressed and afflicted, yet as a Lamb led to the slaughter, 'He opened ndt his mouth.'

Don't fret, for fretting, instead of relieving from trouble, will lay on you heavier burdens. As fear slays more persons than cholera, so fretting kills more than real care.

Don't fret, for God controls all things that are or will be, and among these are your troubles. Instead of fretting, 'count it all joy when ye fall into divers trials,' for 'tribulation worketh patience; and patience experience; and experience hope; and hope maketh not ashamed, because the love of God is shed abroad in our

hearts.' Instead of fretting, study that logic—and rejoice in God.

Don't fret, for God's providence governs all things. Consider the hairs- of your head, the fowls of the air, the lilies of the field. Thus stay your heart on God, and you shall be kept in perfect peace


'Shall never thirst.'—John 4.14.

WHEN you have had a treat or a pleasure, do not you begin to wish for another? When you look over your playthings or your books (whichever you happen to care most for), have you not said, 'If I only had just this, or just that besides'? And even some favoured little ones who hardly know what to wish for, because they seem to have everything, have not enough to make them quite happy; they want something, without knowing what they want. Is not this something like feeling thirsty?

And when you get the very thing you most wanted, it does not make much difference, for you very soon want something else; you are 'thirsty' again.

The Lord Jesus knows all about this, and so He said, 'Whosoever drinketh of this water shall thirst again; but whosoever drinketh of the water that I shall give him. shall never thirst.' First, you see you are quite sure to 'thirst again;' it is no use expecting to find anything earthly that will satisfy you. Secondly, Jesus has something to give you which will make you quite satisfied and glad. Thirdly, as long as you go on drinking this, you will be always satisfied and glad. Fourthly, you cannot get it from any one or anything else. Jesus gives it, and Jesus only. Fifthly, it must be meant for you, because He says 'whosoever,' and that means 'anybody that likes!' And He says, 'Ho, every one that thirsteth, come ye to the waters!' And,' If any man thirst, let him come unto me and drink.' And, 'I will give unto him that is athirst of the fountain of the water of life freely.'

Will you not say to Him, like the poor

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woman at the well, 'Lord Jesus, give me this water, that I thirst not!' Listen to His kind answer! 'Drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved!'

'I heard the voice of Jesus say,

Behold, I freely give
The living water; thirsty one.

Stoop down, and drink, and live.

'I came to Jesus, and I drank

Of that life-giving stream; My thirst was quenched, my soul revived, And now I live in Him.' (From 'Little Pillows.') Frances Eislst Havebgal.




2 Cor. 5.14-21. Memory verses: 18-21. Golden Text. We pray you in Christ's stead, be ye reconciled to God. 2 cor. 6.20. How ought we to regard faithful ministers of

the Word? 2 Cor. 5. 20. Mat. 10. 40. What is it, to be reconciled? Gen. 50. 17-21.

Mat. 5. 23-25. Why do we need to be reconciled to God?

Rom. 8. 7. Eph. 2. 3. By whom alone can sinners be reconciled to

.God? Eph. 2. 14-16. 2 Cor. 5. 21. When ought we to be reconciled to God? 2 Cor. 6. 2. Heb. 3. 7, 8.


Gal. 5. 22-26; 6.1-9. Memory verses: 22-26. Golden Text. Be not deceived; God is not mocked; for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap. Gal. 6. 7. Why are we all in danger of deceiving ourselves? Jer. 17. 9. 2 Cor. 2. 11. What different kinds of seed do men sow?

Gal. 6. 8. Hosea 10.12,13. Rom. 2. 6-10. What fruit does each seed yield? Gen. 1 . 12.

Mat. 7. 16. When is the great reaping time? Mat. 25.

1-30. 2 Thes. 1 . 6-10. Give examples of men reaping, even in this

world, what they had sowed? Esth. 7.

9,10; 8. 15. Exod. 15. 4.


Eph. 6. 10-20. Memory Yerses: 14-17.

Golden Text. Put on the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. Eph. u. 6.

What class of men need armour? 1 Sam. 17.

4-7, 38, 39. 2 Sam. 23. 8-21. 2 Tim. 2. 3. What foes must Christ's soldiers fight? Eph.

6. 12,16. 1 John 2. 16. What armour does Christ give them? Eph.

6; 13-18. 1 Thes. 5. 8. 2 Cor. 10. 1,4 What are some of the wiles of the devil i Gen.

3. 4, 5. Deut. 29. 19. Acts 24. 25. Give examples of how to use the armour of God?

Mat. 4. 3-11. 1 Sam. 17. 45-47. 2 Chron.

32. 20, 21.

Phil. 2. 1-13. Memory verses: 6-11.

Golden Text. Let this mind be in you, which was also in Christ Jesus. Phil. 2.5.

What is it, to have the mind of Christ? Phil.

2. 6-8. Mat. 11. 29. What lessons in humility did Jesus teach His

disciples while He was on earth? John

13. 14-16. Mat. 18. 1-4. Luke 14. 7-11. How may we get the mind of Christ? Mat. 11.

28-30. Ezek. 36. 26, 27. 1 Pet. 2. 21-24. Name believers who shewed by their conduct

that they had the mind of Christ? Acts

26. 29; 4. 13; 7. 60.

Col 3. 16-25. Memory verses: 16-20.

Golden Text. And whatsoever ye do, do it heartily, as to the Lord, and not unto men. Col. 3.23.

What is it, to do work heartily f Eph. 6. 7.

Neh. 4. 6. Exod. 35. 29. Whom ought we to serve in our daily work?

Col. 3. 24. 1 Cor. 10. 31. Mat. 25. 40. Name servants who honoured the Lord in their

common work? Gen. 39. 2-6. Dan. 6. 4.

2 Kings 12. 15. What encouragement have we to do our work

heartily? Eph. 6. S. Eccl, 9. 10. Heb.

6. -10.


Three Prizes are offered for the Best Essays on the following subject:—

'\Vhat 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 theMSS., 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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