The missionaries at the Sandwich Islands, and the few that are in Micronesia, urge the Board to send such a vessel. After many inquiries, the committee have resolved to build a vessel of one hundred and fifty tons, having two masts and the necessary cabins, and room for supplies. The vessel for so distant a service must be built of good materials, and in the best manner. She must be coppered to protect her from the destructive worms of those seas, and must have the best rigging and sails, and a pious commander to take charge of her. The vessel can be built, fitted out, and sent to the Sandwich Islands for less than twelve thousand dollars. She is to be called the 'Morning Star.'" Now then, we shall hear some day whether the children in America will be able to raise enough money. We hope they will. As soon as we hear we will tell you. How glorious will that day be when the Lord Jesus shall have heathen lands for his inheritance, the uttermost parts of the earth for his possession. When to him every knee shall bow, and every tongue confess that he is Lord to the glory of God the Father! The heathen lands that lie beneath For Him shall endless prayer be made, THE CHEMIST'S CRUCIBLE. [Most of our young readers are no doubt acquainted with some clever verses by the late Jane Taylor, called, "The Philosopher's Scales." These, of the same character, we copy from Chambers'. The "Chemist" claims to be cousin to the "Monk." Who is the writer we are not told.] You have heard, have you not? of "Philosopher's scales"— Well, somewhere-'twas neither in England nor Wales- I will tell you about him as well as I can. He by trade was a chemist; he studied at schools And nothing but simple material was left. I'm sure you'd have thought it exceedingly droll But I'll leave you to judge with the facts in your view, When we went to him first, he was trying with care "Humility" called-as he viewed it again, "I will test it," said he, "with a drop of Disdain. Said the chemist: "I feared 'twould not stand the ordeal; The counterfeit's commoner far than the real." Then, taking it up, nothing more did he say, But tore off the label and threw it away. Next a pigment was brought him of beautiful red of qualities splendid and grand, it was said; An antidote sure against tempers too pliant, And a pigmy it soon would transform to a giant. "High Spirit" 'twas marked; but our friend whisper'd "NoThat inay be its name in the regions below; But I strongly suspect you will find, when its tried, It differs in form, though in nature the same. It combines with the essence of Greatness of Mind. But if it is spurious, we usually trace In the salts that it forms, that Self-love is the base. Next, a substance was brought looking much like an earth, Which we quickly pronounced of no possible worth; But our chemist his crucible nicely prepared, And we watched most intently to see how it fared. With exquisite caution, he tempered the flame, As hotter and hotter the furnace became; Then with one gentle breath he extinguished the fire, And weighed it before we could credit our eyes; But it stood all our tests; and with blushing that night, Yet surely we ne'er were so baffled before, For covered with dross, who would dream of the ore? But to tell you of all that came under review, And Frivolity, known as an extract of Mirth, While a substance less sparkling, but really more bright, Mistaking the first, till astonished they own The volatile essence in vapour has flown, Thus you see, my dear friends, that the labour of learning May all be comprised in the skill of discerning. "Ah, me!" he exclaimed, as he rose to depart, Which shall purge all the 'reprobate silver** away; * Jeremiah vi. 30. † Malachi iii. 17. |