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mother. The journey was a difficult one. ALBERT TELL—THE PATRIOTIC BOY. The path was hidden by snow; and as it TF the following incident in the life of was the only way to the valley, he required 1 Albert Tell, son of the famous William to watch well where he was going. The Tell, be true,-and it is given as true in the snow also concealed the mountain crevices, book where I read it,-it shows that he into which he often stumbled. The day, was a worthy son of his father. It has too, was short; and to be overtaken by often been remarked that the sons of night among the mountains, with no great men are seldom like their fathers. companions but the wolves, was no pleasing Solomon's son, Rehoboam, was a weak, prospect. But trained as Albert had been ignorant king. Bruce's son, David, did among the heights of the Alps, and relying much to lose the results his father bad | upon God for help, he was more able for gained. In the case of William Tell at the journey than might have been expected. least, we have an exception to this rule. Night was coming on by the time the His son Albert showed that he was fired foot of the valley was reached. Here his with the same love to his country as his way was stopped by a stream too rapid and father was.

deep for him to cross. To cross by the The time of our story was a black time bridge, several miles lower down, would for Switzerland. The Austrian governor, have made his journey much longer. As Gessler, was cruel; and what was worse, he stood wondering what would be his best he had force to carry out his cruelty. | course, the howl of wolves and a cry of William Tell, the champion of his country's 1 distress reached his ear. Immediately he freedom, was in hiding. A price was set , started in the direction of the sound, and upon his head, and soldiers were hunting soon came to a place where a soldier, for him as if he had been a wild beast. sword in hand, was trying to keep off His position reminds us of similar passages three wolves. With his alpenstock Albert in the lives of Wallace and Bruce. Wallace disabled two of the wolves, and the stranger was betrayed by men induced by the large had already settled the other. Turning to rewards offered for his capture. Bruce, at the youth, the soldier asked where he was, one period of his life, was chased by blood as he had lost his way. On being satisfied, hounds. In his hardships, however, Tell the following conversation took place had a source of comfort which these between them. patriots had not; and that was the company How is it,' said the stranger, that a and love of his son Albert.

youth like thee should be wandering alone At the time of which I speak, matters in this dismal place? Whence comest seemed at their very worst. Tell and his thou?' son had been driven from one hiding-place I have travelled from Mount Faigel.' to another. Their provisions were running And no one with thee?' done. The season was winter-a Swiss No one but God. winter-much more severe than a winter Do you not fear these storms?' in this country. At last they must choose God is in the storm.' between two courses: either they must “And there are torrents, too, that must starve, or one of them must go for food. | be crossed.' The father, of course, could not leave his God is by the torrent.' hiding-place; so there was nothing for him And the darkness grows thick and deep,' to do but to let Albert, who was not yet God is my light in the darkness.? eleven years old, go for food to his village But you are but a child.' some distance away.

God will be with a child.' Forth went Albert, armed with bow and Guide me across the stream,' said the arrow, and carrying his alpenstock. He traveller, and bring me safely to Steinin, had also a letter from his father to his , and I will reward you.'

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• I have my reward, and require no other.' give up my father to thee? Put me to How is that?'

ten thousand cruel deaths, I will brave "God rewards those who do their duty.' them all; and tell thee to the last that this

• It may not be thy duty, boy. I may is an ill requite to one who saved thee from be thy enemy, and the enemy of thy death by the wolves, and led thee by the country.'

torrent and through the storm in safety.' It is my duty,' replied Albert, to serve • Bind him,' cried Gessler; but Albert my enemy when in distress or trouble. was too quick for him. Springing to the And wert thou the wicked Gessler himself, edge of the rocks, and shouting defiance, I would serve thee.'

he threw himself over, and plunged unhurt Albert guided the soldier to a passage into the stream, far below. He finished his over the river, formed by the rocks, known journey in safety, and returned to his only to a few of the Swiss. Suddenly they father before daybreak. came upon a detachment of the Austrian Children, there is a boy from whom you army; and, as they drew near, the officer can learn something. Albert Tell was a in command called out, The Governor!! true patriot in a double sense. He was a and the soldiers immediately saluted him. good citizen of Switzerland; and his Albert thus learned that his companion truthful, honest conduct, showed him to was Gessler, the enemy of his country and be a good citizen of his heavenly fatherland. of his father, whom he had just lately Like him, love your father and your called the wicked Gessler.' To get away | fatherland. Like him, be loyal to your as soon as possible from such company was heavenly Father and heavenly fatherland. his aim.

J. M'J. I have performed my promise, sir," he said to Gessler, and now I may be permitted to pass on my way.'

LETTERS FOR THE MONTHS. Not till we are better acquainted, my

LESMAHAGOW. young friend,' said the general. You

Sept. have performed for me an essential service, TWY DEAR HARRY, and I must reward you. Who, and what IV It is three hundred years since the are you, boy?'

Reformation reached Scotland-nearly two My name is Albert; and I reside, when hundred years since the last religious I am at home, at Altorf.'

troubles there. Long serene years. We · Albert is thy baptismal name,-a good forget that old heroism of faith in the name, worthy a good Austrian; but there stillness that has fallen over us. are many Alberts in this wide world. You have no fervid parchment now to What is thy other name? Tell me, that I sign from your own veins. Once they did may do thy parents, as well as thyself, that in the Greyfriars' Churchyard of some service.'

Edinburgh. The grass is growing greenly "My name would not be pleasing to you, over the old graves. and I will not reveal it.'

Let us be glad and grateful for the peace The general tried in vain to get Albert that has come from the strife. to tell his name; and at last, in a passion, But I pray you, my young, bright Harry, ordered the soldiers to search him. The with the youth of your years for a dower, letter from Tell to his wife betrayed the think never that the strife is over, that the 'fact that the patriot's son stood before him. hero days are past.

'Reveal the place of thy father's hiding,' Hero days! pardon me. I write the said Gessler, or thou shalt never see words with fear. The world is so full of father or mother more.'

false heroism, one trembles for the true. 'I would not reveal my own name,' he Do not, I pray you, for a moment imagine replied, and thinkest thou that I would yourself a hero when you are none, and so



lower the tone of your life that it never Try never to lose what they teach--the can be set true again.

faith, the self-sacrifice, the courage. But prize, with a fine enthusiasm, the And if you should ever chance to wander hero lives that are such, and live with up the Nethan water, spare a hushed, thein and in them till their beauty becomes reverent thought for the lives that were yours. Breathe the spirit of them. They lived and the deaths that were suffered there. will make yours the brighter and better. The moors are drowsy purple; the oaks

The page of Reformation history is a and the wych-elms are sere. The heavy noble page for a study-a study for you, silence falls upon the landscape, storied my Harry, with your glad life before you, three hundred years ago. H. W. H. W. and all its possible achievements. If you could come to this village on

FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL'S the banks of the Nethan water, you would breathe the very atmosphere of

NEWTON TEMPERANCE REGIMENT. Protestantism. I do not mean that you i TN the interesting · Memo

TN the interesting Memorials of Frances would be the better, or the more Protestant 1 Ridley Havergal,' the following account for that. But the very air is so laden with is given by her sister of the first three days of the memory of struggle and victory and the last week'on earth of this eminent saint. defeat, you could not forget the history of My dear sister Frances had promised to the church and live by the Nethan water. meet some men and boys on the village

The village has lost many charms since the bank on May 21st. Though the day was days when it is told that passengers from very damp, she went, taking her Bible and the London coach looked down upon it as a her Temperance book with her. dream. It broke upon them, after miles of

standing a long time on this cold spot, moorland, with such a wonder of beauty. heavy clouds came up from the Channel,

Three sides of low, wooded hill, and the and she returned, wet and chilly with the Nethan water at their basc, aud the little rain and mist; even then some were ilunoted village lying waiting for a painter's waiting for her to speak to them. love.

May 22nd, being Ascension Day, she Many hundred years carlier its loveliness | wished to go to church with our friend, but was recognised, and an Abbey was built, looked so poorly that I urged her to come where the village stands, in the reign of for the Communion only. She was very David first. The only vestige of this tired, and took a donkey home. As she establishment remains in the old name passed through our village of Newton, Abbey Green.

quite a procession gathered round her, her The zeal of the Reformers here exceeded regiment of boys eagerly listening. Her all imagining - not one stone of the donkey boy, Fred Rosser, remembers that Benedictine monastery was left upon Miss Frances told him, “ I had better leave another. And the people, through the the devil's side and get on the safe side; long years that followed, clung to their that Jesus Christ's was the winning side; purer faith with a love and devotion which that He loved us and was calling us, and no carthly authority could shake. Along wouldn't I choose Him for my Captain ?" the green hillsides and the lonely moorland Arriving at home, Frances ran in for her burns they witnessed, when evil days fell book, and on the saddle Fred signed the on Scotland, their loyalty to that faith. pledge. A young sailor, W. Llewellyn,

No part of Scotland is richer than the was going to sea the next day. Frances vale of Nethan in traditions of the was anxious to speak to him, and in the Covenantcrs. What of strength and truth evening went to the cottage. He signed the we owe them, we cannot truly tell. But book, and heard one of her closing messages; here, in this little rude village, we learn to and this was the last time her feet were kuow what they meant.

“Swift and beautiful for Thee.”



May 23rd. The chilliness increased; and though she was in her study as usual, I requested the doctor to see my dear sister, and desired him to come again. The Temperance meeting was to be held in the evening, and my sister arranged 150 large Temperance cards, then to be given. Very cheerfully she gave up the wish to go, saying (so like her!), “You will do all so much better than I can; will you give them two messages from me? to those who have signed, “Behold God Himself is ... our Captain ” (2 Chron. xiii. 12); to those who have not signed, “Come thou with us, and we will do thee good” (Num. x. 29).'

This touching record will enable our young readers to understand and appreciate the following lines by a deaf mute friend, and it is to be hoped induce many to join the Temperance Band. Oh! say you will remember, boys, that

loving heart and hand, The heart that prayed, the hand that worked

for you, her Temperance Band; Remember all the precious truths with

which she tried to fill Your hearts, -and let her loving words

dwell in your memory still. You heard her words, her lessons bright, You never can forget them quite, And when attained to manhood's years,

you'll bless the faithful hand That guided to her Saviour dear, the

Newton Temperance Band ! Fred. Rosser, you, the last of all, she asked

to join her Band; Will you not boldly now proclaim, that by

'your Pledge you stand ? Say that you try to follow her; be manly,

brave, and true, And others try to win for Christ, as she

would have you do. You never can forget the day, when with

such earnest look She called on you, and not in vain, to sign

her Temperance book. Now do you not rejoice to think, she took

such pains with you, And will you not in future years, be to

your promise true?

And you, my boys, who still hold back !

still her good wishes thwart, Do you not wish that you had joined, to

gladden that kind heart? Oh will you disappoint her yet? Still

speaks that loving voice: My little lads, I love you so, do make the

happy choice; Our Captain is the Lord Himself, and

they are sure to win • Who follow close His blessed steps, and

fight against all sin.' Say–Jesus, I will trust Thee, trust Thee

with my soul; Guilty, lost, and helpless, Thou canst

make me whole; . There is none in heaven, or on earth like

Thee: “Thou hast died for sinners—therefore,

Lord, for me.' So, when temptations gather round, when

Satan's snares are set, To make you drink—to break your pledge

oh think of her regret Could she but know, that one of those,

whom lovingly she sought, Had grieved her King and holy Lord, by

word or deed or thought. Oh may you faithful be and true, to all her

teachings bright, And each become, as she would wish, a

clear and shining light: That she may meet you all at last, and

find, through grace divine, Each one of you His jewel bright, with her

for ever shine!


PRIZE BIBLE QUESTIONS. THREE Prizes are offered for the largest number of correct answers to the Questions during 1880. The Competition is limited to those under 14 years of age. The answers to be sent to the REV. JOHN KAY, 2 Cumin Place, Grange, Edinburgh, by the 25th of each month.

25 Give one verse from the gospel narrative which tells all that is known concerning eighteen years of Jesus' life on earth?

26 In one verse give an apostle's summary of Christ's public ministry.

27 In four words, from an Old Testament prophet, give a summary of His whole life?

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