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THE STORY OF THE FIRST MISSIONARY SHIP. night of unsuccessful toil, Peter and Andrew, nets were all the wealth thoy had, and these James and John, brought their boats into they left for Jesus. one of the creeks, and left them there. And what became of the little ships after That morning Jesus stood by the lake, and the disciples had left them? James and the people pressed upon Him to hear the John left their ship with Zebedee their word of God. Men and women, boys and father, but we are not told that Andrew and girls crowded around Him, waiting to hear Peter's ship was left with any one. Probably the gracious words which proceeded out of it was drawn up on the beach, or moored by His mouth. Jesus never sent away any the shore, and lay there for a time unusod." who came to Him. He was well pleased to Jesus went with His disciples throughout satisfy these longing souls with the bread of all Galilee preaching the word, and after a life. That every one of them might hear His few weeks or months had passed, we find voice, Jesus entered into Simon Peter's them again by the sea shore, and a great boat. Immediately Peter was by his side, multitude following Him. Then we are glad to have Jesus with him in his ship. told that Jesus spake to His disciples that When Peter had taken the boat a little way a small ship should wait on Him because of from the land, Jesus sat down and taught the multitude, lest they should throng Him. the people. The fishing boat was the We are not told which of the little ships pulpit, from which Jesus preached to the | afterwards waited on Jesus, but we know crowds who stood all round the little creek that there was one always ready for Him in which the boat lay. We do not know when he wished it; and most likely it was what Jesus said to the people on that the same fishing boat in which He had occasion; we are only told that He taught already preached to the people. Peter was them, Jesus spake many words, and worked always foremost among the disciples, and many miracles, which are not written in the how glad would he be when he found that Bible. But though we do not know what the ship which he had left for Jesus could Jesus said in Peter's boat that morning, we now be useful in His service. Jesus knew know what He did after He had finished that His disciples were able to provide a speaking to the people.
boat for Him, and therefore He asked them Jesus was about to call Peter and his to do so. Jesus never asks any one to do companions to leave their ships and their anything for Him that he is unable to do, nets, to give up their daily employment, and but when we give ourselves to Jesus, we are follow Him wherever Ho went, not knowing bound to reckon all that we have as bewhere they were to get food to eat, or raiment | longing to Him, and gladly to use it in His to put on. Before doing so, Jesus wished to service. shew them that He knew they had need of The Lord loveth a cheerful giver. He all these things, and that He was able to sup says, "Them that honour Me, I will honour.' ply all their wants. He knew they had toiled The disciples honoured Jesus when they all night and taken nothing, and He wished devoted their little ship to His service, and to comfort their hearts, and to increase their what an honour did Jesus confer on them faith in Him as their Lord and Master. when He sailed with them in it, and
After a miraculous draught of fishes, preached from it the words of eternal life. which so filled the boats that they began to At another time we may tell of some of sink, the four disciples, Simon Peter and the voyages of the first missionary ship, Andrew his brother, and James, and John and may each of our young readers, like his brother, left their ships and their nets that little vessel on the lake of Galilee, be that morning, and followed Jesus. They ever found waiting upon Jesus. had given themselves to Jesus before this "Wait on the Lord, and be thou strong, time, but now they gave up their employ
And He shall strength afford ment as fishermen, and followed their Lord Unto thine heart; yea, do thou wait, wherever He went. Their boats and their
I say, upon the Lord.'
HOW SOME MEN SANG, THERE IS A HAPPY LAND.'
HOW SOME MEN SANG, THERE IS A HAPPY LANT H OW the wind roars and tears round the It was in a storm just such as this, that 11 house like a hungry giant, knocking some brave sailors perished, singing the at doors, rattling at windows, and with a praise of Him who once said to the storm, howl of baffled disappointment shouting de- | Peace, be still.' In the winter of 186—, fiance down upon us from the chimney-tops! a trading vessel from a town on the So it roars and tears to-night, while I, sit- English coast, was making its way towards ting in my snug, cosy room, before a bright the south of Scotland. The night set in fire, begin to think that there will be sad with fierce storm, and driving rain, and news of all this from out at sea. I have long and hard was the struggle to keep the friends at sea, and the prayer rises to my vessel off the rocky shore. All that man lips, O God, help the poor sailors.' And might do was done, but all in vain. The I bethink me of the lines of the hymn : jagged rocks, with the angry foam tossing "O Christ, whose voice the waters heard
in great white surges at their feet, seemed And hushed their raging at Thy word:
as if ravening for their prey. Ever nearer Who walked'st on the foaming deep,
and nearer-ever closer and closer, till And calm amid its rage did'st sleep,
men gathered on the shore could see the O hear us when we cry to Thee
faces of the doomed mariners. For those in peril on the sea.
A God-fearing, brave-hearted farmer, part O Trinity of love and power,
of whose land lay along the shore, had sumOur brethren shield in danger's hour, moned his men with ropes, determined if it From rock and tempest, fire and foe, Protect them wheresoe'er they go.
might be, to save the life of the crew. One Thus evermore shall rise to Thee,
of the farm-servants tying a rope round his Glad hymns of praise from land and sea. | waist, plunged in amid the boiling surge, the
men on shore holding by the end of the rope. Blinded, dazed by the fierce waves, and staggering under their terrible blows, he strove to approach the vessel that he might throw a rope to the sailors, who were clinging to the mast. But it could not be; the life of the gallant fellow was given to save the lives of others. One huge wave caught him and dashed him against the sharppointed rocks, and one woman the more was left a widow, and several children the more, fatherless that day. The farmer, undaunted by the death of his gallant servant, prepared himself for one last effort. Plunging more than once into the seething waves, he was each time hurled back on shore, and then the end came swiftly.
Those on shore saw the perishing sailors clinging to the mast, and wondered as they heard rising above the turmoil of the waves, a strange, half-familiar sound. What could it be? They that listened long since outside the prison-walls of Philippi heard the self-same sound, and could not understand it. It was this: with death staring them in the face, and knowing that all efforts to help. were in vain, they sang together one of those sweet hymns which they had been taught in the Sabbath school, and far above the din of the storm, rang out the words :-
“There is a happy land,
Far, far away.' Not so far away,' either: for the hymn ceased to sound amidst the huge boulders, and the jagged saw-like rocks, only to be raised anew in the land where the storm is changed into a calm.
When, some weeks afterwards, I stood on the shore, and gazed upon the spot where the vessel was wrecked, and her brave sailors found a watery grave, my wish was, 'may it be mine, whether on sea or land, when the last moment comes, to meet it with psalm or hymn upon my lips, so shall death have no terror for me, in the near prospect of Jerusalem the golden.'
H AVE the youthful readers of The 11 Dayspring,' ever tried to realise the meaning of the words—There is joy in the presence of the angels of God, over one sinner that repenteth?' I thought for many years that I had known the meaning, and felt the power of them, but the following incident which fell under my own eye, brought them home with a new power.
I happened many years ago, to be spending a night in Greenock, and was suddenly aroused from sleep by the startling cry of
Fire! Fire !' by the sound of hurried feet, and by the repeated efforts made by a crowd of people to gain access to a yard, in which were kept for the purposes of trade, several ladders of more than usual length. Dressing myself hurriedly, I gained the street, and followed the crowd. Reaching the principal square of the town, I speedily discovered the cause of this midnight alarm. A large tenement of houses consisting of five flats was on fire, and the fire had enveloped the stairs, so that all escape from the burning house by that means was cut off. From one of the windows in the topmost flat, looked out a white, ghastly face; no! two faces : one, that of a young mother, the other, that, of her infant two days old. By the ruddy
PRAYER.–Prayer is to the Christian what his hair was to Samson ; shorn of it he is feeble as other men.
glow of the flames, I could see the countenances of men distorted with fear, some with tears rolling down their cheeks, and the shrieks and cries of women in the crowd broke at frequent intervals on the ear. How the eye follows every step of that brave young man, who mounts round after round of the swaying ladder. See! he has caught the young mother in his arms, and the mother, mother-like, clutches her baby to her breast, and they descend step by step, till at last they stand upon the pavement. And then, what a shout rent the midnight air! How the men cheered, how the women sobbed and threw themselves into each others arms! There was joy in the presence of God over this woman and her child, saved from the raging flames. Yes ! it was but the faint image of that joy which circles round the throne of God; when the tidings reach the heavenly land that another and another is rescued from a more terrible death, and from the fire that is never quenched. I never again saw the man that delivered her that was ready to perish, but I can say with truth that I loved him with all my heart. But how much more am I bound to love Him who has not only saved me, but has given His own life to save me: who died for me, that there might be joy in the presence of the angels of God. Children I let each one of you ask, has my salvation made glad God's angels? or am I still in the house on which the flames have siezed-SAVED OR UNSAVED—that is the question of questions.
vessel was sailing quickly at the time, it was a long time before the young man could be reached; but at last he was brought on board seemingly lifeless.
The ship's doctor used all possible means to restore him to life; but it seemed as if they would prove fruitless. His comrades bad given up all hope of being able to save him, when he gave a few signs of life. The attempts for reviving him were now begun afresh; and, after a short time, the young man opened his eyes, and then uttered the cry of joy, Jesus Christ has saved me!'
Then he was silent again ; and it was a long time before he was able to relate what he had experienced, when, in the water, he had struggled with death. When I fell down from the mast, and recognised my danger, it seemed as if all the sins of my whole life stood before me. I beheld my terrible great guilt, and did not fear death so much as the punishment which would follow it. In this anguish of soul a text came to my recollection which I had often heard my father repeat: This is a faithful saying, and worthy of all acceptation, that Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners.' To Him I cried in my trouble; and I hope that He has pardoned me, and I am sure that He has saved me.'
His after-life proved that his penitence was really sincere, and not merely the passing effects of the fear of approaching death. He henceforth led a new life. He returned to his parents, who received him with great joy: he now became their comfort and support, and lived as an honest and godly man.
UNDER WATER. A FATHER and mother had, for many h long years prayed for their son; but it seemed as if all cries were in vain. Their son, who, as a boy had been giddy and obstinate, turned out a bad, ungodly youth, who prepared grievous trouble and anxiety for his parents, and at last, when their house became too strict for him, ran away and became a sailor.
One day, on board ship, he had mounted the rigging, and, when there, lost his balance, and fell overboard. A boat was at once lowered to pick him up; but, as the
Not by appointment do we meet Delight And Joy: they heed not our expectancy ; But round some corner in the streets of life, They on a sudden clasp us with a smile.
Gerald Massey. IGNORANCE AND KNOWLEDGE. Naked knowledge is like the light of the moon-men sleep under it; but heavenly wisdom is like the light of the sun-men work by it. Grace in the heart is the only ballast for knowledge in the head.
"SHE WAS A STRANGER.'
WHAT SHALL I GIVE UP FOR CHRIST ? OUR MISSIONARY PAGE.
TF you take a map of the world and find 1 out the Pacific Ocean, you will dis
cover there a group of islands called the "WANTED.
New Hebrides. It was on one of these islands
that the noble missionary, John Williams, PASSING, the other day, through the fell fighting for his master. On the very I streets of a large manufacturing town,
samo island Mr Gordon and his wife fell, I saw a placard headed by the royal arms, murdered, as Williams was, by the very men and the word "Wanted''underneath. It whom they sought to save. On one of these was an intimation to all whom it might
| islands called Aniwa, a faithful missionary concern, that more soldiers were needed
of the cross is at present labouring along for the army of the Queen.
with his wife. One Sabbath, about six Eighteen hundred years ago, a great King months ago, they dispensed the communion issued His proclamation for recruits for the of the Lord's Supper to such of the natives royal service. His enemies were gathered as had made a profession of Christianity. in thousands, in millions, and His own forces Among the communicants was a young were but few. Amidst the noise and din of man, a chief on the island, whose history is the battle-field, you could hear rising from
not a little remarkable. Yowilli used to the lips of His foes, the terrible words, let be the ringleader in every mischief, and us break His bands asunder, and cast His gave the missionary, Mr Paton, more cords from us.' I say terrible words,' trouble than any one else on the island. for the King against whom they were |
Making it a matter of special prayer that uttered, was and is (He is living still, and is God would change the heart of this young alive for evermore) the most loving, gracious
man, God heard the missionary's prayer ; King that ever ruled. And the King, look and at length Yowilli sat down at the ing forth upon these His foes, did not Lord's table. The missionary spoke to the compare them to enemies gathered on a
communicants about that text, Ye are battle-field, but to great fields of yellow corn bought with a price. After the interesting ready for the reapers' work, and with a services were closed, the young chief wayheavy sigh, He said, “The harvest truly is laid Mr Paton as he returned to his house, plenteous, but the labourers are feus.' That and said in a resolute voice, as one who had was His proclamation :- Wanted, more made up his mind, Missi! Missi ! what labourers.' As you read these words, think about the pipe?' Mr Paton stared at him, upon the many millions of human beings not understanding what he meant, and he that have never heard of Christ, or of went on, “You have told us before, Missi, Christ's work: soe the outstretched hands, that it was not bad to smoke, but I want to and hear the loud cries that rise from the do everything Jesus wants me, when He has ends of the earth, Come over and help us!' bought me with such a price : and you said Are there not some of you willing to enter our mouths were His, and we were not to the army of Jesus for this work? You say talk bad: but what about the pipe ? If it we are too young. Well, the church will
is the least wrong to smoke, I'll break it wait for you; and meanwhile you can be and burn it.' under training for the army: though you are too young to go out and tell the heathen
"SHE WAS A STRANGER.' that the Son of man came to seek and to save that which was lost, you can do one A MISSIONARY travelling in North thing that the King desires, Pray the Lord America, was requested to go out to a of the harvest that He would send labourers now settlement to address a Sabbath school. into His harvest.'
He had preached in the morning, and was