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This engraving, drawn specially for the ‘Dayspring' from a sketch taken on the spot, represents the scenery on the

Lake of Galilee, about two miles north of Tiberias, looking north, with Mount Hermon in the distance.

THE STORY OF THE FIRST MISSIONARY SHIP. W H EN we next read of the little ship disciples had no leisure, so much as to eat,

NY on the Lake of Galilee, its errand So He said to His disciples 'Come ye was of a different kind. It did not sail to yourselves apart, into a desert place, and carry the light of the gospel to a dark rest awhile.' I have no doubt that these heathen shore, but to take the missionaries kind words of Jesus are written in the Bible themselves to a quiet resting-place.

to teach us how careful we ought to be, to The apostles had returned from a mission do all that we can to promote the health tour through the cities and villages of and comfort of ministers and missionaries. Galilee, and had just heard of the cruel Entering the little ship with His disciples, murder of John Baptist. Fatigued with Jesus sailed for some retired spot across the their labours, and grieved on account of Lake. Look at the map of Palestine, and the death of their friend, Jesus knew that you will find on the north of the Lake, near His disciples needed quiet rest, which they the river Jordan, the place where Bethcould not find in the crowded city of

saida once stood. On the north-eastern Capernaum.

shore of the Lake, a little way from the site People from all the surrounding villages of Bethsaida, there is a place called Bataiha. were at that time assembling there; some An American missionary, who long resided to see the miracles Jesus wrought, others in Palestine tells us, that here there is a to be healed of their diseases, and many to little cove in which boats could lie safely, go to the Passover. There were so many and at the base of a rocky hill there is a coming and going, that Jesus and His beautiful green sward, on which thousands THE STORY OF THE FIRST MISSIONARY SHIP.

could be seated. He thinks that cove is the But have we not been as wonderfully fed very spot where Jesus landed from the ship all our lives long? Has not Jesus provided that morning.

for our wants as truly as He fed the multiHow did Jesus spend that summer day? tudes seated around Him that evening? Did He rest with His disciples on that quiet Where does the farmer procure the seed green spot ? Very differently was He em which he sows? Who sends the rain and ployed. There was no rest for Him, even the sunshine which make it grow, and what in this usually solitary place. Many of the is the ripened harvest but the seed sown, crowd whom He had left at Capernaum had multiplied? watched the ship sailing away, and run along the shore, and when He arrived at The earth thou visit'st, watering it; the other side were waiting to receive Him.

Thou makst it rich to grow

With God's full flood; thou corn preparist, His own wants were all forgotten in His

When thou provid’st it so. compassion for the people, who were as sheep not having a shepherd. Welcoming Most of the multitudes whom Jesus fed every one of them, He taught them many that evening, like many people in our time, things concerning the kingdom of God, and thought far more of the bread they had healed those who had need of healing. eaten, than of the spiritual bread which Even Christ pleased not Himself, thus Jesus came to bestow. Because they had leaving us an example, that we should follow eaten of the loaves they wished to take His steps.

Jesus by force and make Him a king; not

king in their hearts, but an earthly king, When a selfish thought would seize us, I who would free them from the Romans, and And our resolution break;

give them worldly riches. Then Jesus Let us then remember Jesus, And resist it, for His sake.

having constrained His disciples to re-em

bark in the little ship, sent the multitudes All day long, Jesus continued teaching away, for His kingdom is not of this world. the people. When evening approached, When left alone Jesus went into a desert still unwilling to send them away, He said mountain to pray, and continued in prayer to His disciples, They need not depart; all that night. The busy labours of the give ye them to eat.

day had left Him no time for retirement, How strange this command must have and He must spend the hours of night in seemed to the apostles. How could they communion with His Father. Surely then, provide bread for 7000 or 8000 people. we should never neglect secret prayer. They had only five thin barley cakes, (not When Jesus was praying on that lonely loaves like ours), and two small fishes, and mountain, a storm came down upon the what were they among so many ? They Lake, and the little vessel was driven far were sufficient. By the blessing of Jesus, out of its course. Instead of sailing round and His wonder-working power, every one by the northern shore towards Bethsaida of that vast multitude ate of that bread, and and Capernaum, the ship was in the midst after all were satisfied, more was left than of the sea, tossed with the waves. One there had been at the beginning.

who witnessed such a storm on the Lake The disciples had given away all their of Galilee, thus describes it, •My experience little store, and now they had twelve in this region, enables me to sympathize baskets full. Thus does Jesus enrich those with the disciples in their long night's conwho distribute of the bread of life to others. test with the wind. I spent a night in that

No one who partook of that wonderful Wady Shukaiyif some three miles up it. meal seated on the green sward by the Lake The sun had scarcely set when the wind of Galilee, could ever forget that evening. began to rush down toward the Lake, and The little boys and girls who were there, it continued all night long with constantly would remember it as long as they lived. | increasing violence, so that when we


reached the shore next morning, the face lessons that morning on the Lake of of the Lake was like a huge boiling caldron. 1 Galilee. By coming to them walking on The wind howled down every wady from the stormy sea, He shewed them His Al. the north-east and east, with such fury that mighty power and unchanging love, and no efforts of rowers could have brought a gave them a pledge that when life's boat to shore at any point along that coast. tempests were all over, He would come In a wind like that, the disciples must have again and receive them to Himself. been driven quite across to Gennesaret, as Do you wish that in the hour of death we know they were.'

Jesus may say to you, It is I: be not afraid? The saddest thing of all to the disciples Then receive Him into your ship now. All on that stormy night, was that Jesus was who are without Him at that day suffer an · not with them. He was not now asleep in awful shipwreck. He, and He alone can

the ship, where they could awake Him to guide us safely amid the rocks and shoals rebuke the wind and the sea, and perhaps of life's perilous sea, and at last minister to they thought He had forgotten them in us an abundant entrance to His own evertheir time of need. But Jesus never forgets lasting kingdom. His people. All the while He was watching over them with tenderest sympathy,

Long toiling at the oar, 'gainst wind and tide, and praying for them and for us. The

Storm-tossed on life's tempestuous sea,

Weary and faint ! In Jesus still confide; disciples were still more afraid, when at

Seen or unseen, He seeth thee, dawn of morning they saw one walking on And cometh walking on the sea; now hear that stormy sea, and knew not that it was

His voice—'tis I, be not afraid Jesus. But when they heard His well

Or troubled longer-be thou of good cheer: known voice, saying, Be of good cheer;

Entering thy ship—the winds are laid ! it is I, be not afraid,' their fears were turned into joy. Peter, ever warm-hearted and impulsive, could not wait a moment, but wished to walk on the water to go to Jesus;

JESSIE'S FRIEND. and he did so. While, strong in faith, he Little Jessie, darling pet, kept his eye fixed on Jesus, he walked

Do you want a Friend; safely on that deep and boisterous water;

One who never will forget, but when he looked at the waves he was

Loving to the end;

One whom you can tell when sad afraid, and began to sink. So it is with all

Everything that grieves ; Christ's people. While they look stedfastly One who loves to make you glad, to Him alone, no difficulty or danger makes

One who never leaves ? them afraid, but when they look at surrounding troubles, their hearts fail, and

Such a loving Friend is ours,

Near us all the day, they begin to sink.

Helping us in lesson-hours,
Though the ship was in the midst of the

Smiling on our play ; sea when they received Jesus into it, im

Keeping us from doing wrong, mediately it was at the land. Then on the

Guarding everywhere,

Listening to each happy song, shore of Gennesaret, with adoring wonder

And each little prayer. the disciples worshipped Jesus, saying, Of a truth, Thou art the Son of God.' Their

Jessie, if you only knew joy at that moment was a foretaste of the

What He is to me, everlasting joy of the ransomed ones, when

Surely you would seek Him too, landed on Canaan's shore, they cast their

You would come and see. crowns before the throne, saying, “Thou

Come, and you will find it true.

Happy you will be; art worthy, O Lord, to receive glory and

Jesus says, and says to you, honour and power'

• Come, o come to Me!' Jesus taught His disciples many precious

Frances Rilley Havergal. OUR MISSIONARY PAGE.



6 What does ? Wine, strong drink. There is death in the cup: do not, as you value your soul's welfare, as you value your

HOW MISSIONARIES ARE PROCURED. body's comfort, touch the wine-cup. Touch N INE years ago, an honoured missionary not, taste not, handle not. I was sadly Al of the cross returned to this country pained, the other day, as I marked a group for the purpose of having printed a comof children laughing merrily at a poor plete copy of the New Testament, in a drunkard, who went reeling by. The man language in which the New Testament had was serpent-bitten, and unless he looked to / never been printed before. The missionary, Him whom the brazen serpent of old pre- | the Rev. John Inglis of Aneityum, preached figured, he must die of the serpent's bite. one Sabbath evening in a church in the Did you ever hear of people laughing at a south of Scotland. A large crowd of people dying man? I saw, some time since, a listened with breathless attention, to the rude, rough cart bearing home a man who | account which he gave of his arduous work had been sorely wounded at his daily work, in the South Seas. After sermon, three and the drops of blood made a red trail upon young lads were ushered into the manse, the ground, as the cart past by, and requesting an interview with the missionary neither man, nor woman, nor child laughed Their object was to receive information and then. Women were standing on the directions as to how they should proceed in streets, their eyes filled with unutterable becoming missionaries. Mr Inglis explained pity, and the words, God help him,' almost with much care the various steps which involuntarily passed from their whitened they ought to take. Of the three, only one lips; and the rudest child, awe-struck, persevered to the end, and is labouring at stopped the merry, boisterous game, till the present in China. The history of this sad procession had passed. Now, of two missionary is one of deep interest. He had men, the reeling drunkard was the one been apprenticed to an ironmonger in the who had most need of tears, of prayers, town where the missionary sermon was of strong crying to God. Of all the children preached. Like many young men, he who laughed at him, there is not one who lived for a time without God in the world; would not, with all his heart, have run for a careless, irreligious life. The tide of rea cup of cold water for the wounded, dying | vival which visited Scotland twelve years miner, and yet they could laugh at the other. ago, passed over his soul, and when he I thank God that all children are not like emerged from the healing waters, he was a those I have spoken of. Thousands of boys 'new creature. Instant in season and out and girls are members of the Band of Hope, of season, he devoted every spare hour and have solemnly promised not to handle i to working for Jesus. At last, Mr Inglis' the terrible serpent, under whose bite sermon gave direction to his life, and he thousands in Scotland are dying every year. cast himself into the work of the Foreign I could wish that every boy and girl who missions. By a remarkable chain of proreads the Dayspring' would solemnly en vidential events, he was led to remove to gage not to put strong drink to their lips. London, where for some time he studied the What a change this would make in a few Chinese language, and was ultimately sent years, on beloved Scotland. These boys out to labour in that great Empire, which and girls grown up to nianhood and woman. is white unto the harvest. J. S. was hood, would soon blot out the reproach a remarkable illustration of the proverb, under which we lie; would fill Scotland with where there is a will, there is a way.' happy homes, and lessen the heavy burdens | Friends and acquaintances endeavoured in which press upon 113.

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his hand to the plough, and would not turn boured for six years before baptizing a single back. Our prayer to God is, that He would convert. When three years of the six had raise up many like this young man, for 'the passed, a friend asked him if he still hoped harvest truly is plenteous, but the labourers for ultimate success, or if there was any are few.'

evidence that he would, in the end, prove

successful. Yes!' he said, 'I have as THE HARVEST TRULY IS PLENTEOUS. much evidence as that there is a God who THE following sentences are taken from

will fulfil His promises.' And God did a very remarkable address on missions

not prove false to the trust which his servant to China, by the Rev. Dr. Williamson.

reposed in him, for there are now seventy 'For ten or fifteen years, we have had

churches, with one hundred members each, somewhat over a hundred ordained mission

on the former field of his labours. aries labouring in China; that is, one

I have read somewhere that among the missionary for 3,600,000, or, one minister

prisoners taken captive at the battle of for a larger population than there is in the

Waterloo, there was a Highland piper. whole of Scotland. . . . We need men

Napoleon, struck with his dress, and with of action, men to convey bibles and books

| his noble martial bearing, asked him to play into the interior, men of good sound English

upon his instrument, which he had learned education, with clear heads, warm hearts,

first to sound among the glens and mounand full of enterprise to take the books to

tains of Scotland. 'Play a pibroch,' said the people, and tell what they are. There

Napoleon, and the Highlander played it. are all classes of people in China,-rich and

Play a march,' it was done. Now, play a poor, high and low, educated and illiterate,

retreat.' 'No! said the Highlander, I just as amongst ourselves; and so there is

never learned to play a retreat; Just so: room for a call for all kinds of labourers.

no retreat' must be the watchword emCultivated minds may be better adapted for

blazoned on the banner of the cross. Jesus, the literate of China, but these are only one

whose gospel the missionaries go forth to in a thousand. We need men for the

proclaim, did not retreat; when Satan and masses, and women too for the masses.

ungodly men were thrusting at Him, enMost of our very best missionaries have deavouring to drive him from his work, He come from our mercantile offices. Morrison,

stood firm: no going back, that was His the founder of Protestant missions in China,

motto; let it be ours, and we must conquer. was a last and boot-maker, and after two

My dear children, what a glorious world years' training under Dr. Brogue, was sent

this will be yet, if we do not retreat! off to China. Milne was put out to farm

What a glorious crown shall be ours when service when very young, was afterwards a

we stand before His throne, and hear him house carpenter; he got three years' train

say, 'Here are the men who uever learned ing, and then was appointed to China. to play a retreat!' Medhurst, the most illustrious name on the roll of Chinese missionaries, was a printer, and only received six month's tuition under OUR BOOK CORNER. Dr. Collison. Gutzlaff was originally a brazier. The great thing is, good natural THE BABE AND THE PRINCESS, AND OTHER ability, and a passion for mission-work.

POEMS FOR CHILDREN: (second edition) by J. Threlfall. London: Griffith &


Stories and Poems for children, are among FAINT NOT.

the most difficult things to write well, which we DIVERYONE who has ever read of

know. Miss Threlfall has succeeded admirably

in overcoming the difficulty, and has produced missions, must have heard of the name

| in her little volume, some of the best poems for of Judson. This eminent missionary la- | little ones that we have seen for many years.

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