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BIBLE QUESTIONS.

about the goods, and the house, and they thought that we should leave them. Accordingly, on Monday we made ready. I took the money, and the books which he made with his hand (MSS.) in the English, Eromangan, and Espiritu Santo languages, and part of the clothes and the knives, I have them here, and the portraits are in my house at Unbotudi (Cook's Bay); the chiefs there keep them. And on Tuesday, I took the young men, and the children, and the women, forty-three in all, from that village, and lay in the bush; and on Wednesday, we went in haste to Unbumkoi (Dillon's Bay), and remained there on Thursday. On Friday, nine young men returned to Rouvilyar, and killed three men and one woman-these were four; they were able to smite more, but the carpenter forbade it. The heathen took all the goods from the house, and burned the holy books, and broke down the house. Thus do the wicked Eromangans treat the children of God; and this is the only thought of the men here-they burn the Word of Jehovah, and think it dead. This man Nerimpon, his child died; he hated and killed Missi.'

The Rev. P. Milne, who translated the above, adds:-'Soso told me that on the forenoon of the day on which Mr Gordon was killed, he was revising, with Soso's help (who was his pundit), part of the MS. translation of the Acts of the Apostles, and that the last portion which he went over was that about the stoning of Stephen, the seventh chapter; and the last correction which he made was one in the last verse of the same. Having finished the seventh chapter, Mr Gordon went out to the verandah, and Soso went to get some dinner made ready, it being about twelve o'clock. Then Nerimpon and the other man came up to the house and spoke to him apparently in a friendly manner; and when Mr Gordon was off his guard, suspecting no evil, Nerimpon suddenly drew his tomahawk and struck Mr Gordon one blow on the left temple, the tomahawk entering his eye. Mr Gordon, without a cry, stepped into the house, fell down and expired, as truly a martyr for Jesus, I believe, as Stephen was, the account of whose defence and martyrdom he had just finished translating a few minutes before. That MS. is saved, it being one of those that Soso took with him when he and the rest of the Christian party fled to Dillon's Bay; but many other valuable ones are lost, I fear, without recovery.'

BIBLE QUESTIONS.

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HREE Prizes, in each of the two divisions, are offered for the largest number of correct answers. The Prizes to be awarded in December 1873. The following are the conditions:

1. In the first, or Junior division, the questions for which will be printed first in order; competitors not to be above thirteen years of age.

2. In the second, or Senior division, competitors not to be above eighteen years of age; and in both divisions the answers must be honestly the work of the individuals competing.

3. All answers to be addressed, not later than the 18th of each month, to the Rev. JOHN KAY, Greenbank Cottage, Coatbridge.

As a matter of convenience and economy the answers may be written on post cards. Be careful in all cases to give the name and address of the competitor.

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Published, with music in both notations, as one of the Dayspring Hymns, 18. 6d. per 100.

Paisley J. AND R. PARLANE.

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London: HOULSTON AND SONS, Paternoster Buildings. The DAYSPRING can be had, post free, from the Publishers, as follows: 7 copies for 4d., or 12 copies monthly, for one year, 6s.

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'I AM THE LORD, I CHANGE NOT.'

BROTHERLY KINDNESS.

WOULD our little readers like to know

what little girl that is in the picture, and who are the merry boys beside her?

These children do not live in our country. Their home is far away across the Atlantic Ocean. Still they are our relatives. A long time ago their forefathers lived in our land. When their grandpapa was a little boy he sailed with his parents in a ship to America.

These little brothers and sisters never saw our native land, but they know a great deal about it. Their papa often tells them stories of the old country-the name by which they call Britain—and of their friends who live across the sea.

Where these children live the winters are much colder than with us. The frost is harder, and continues much longer than it does here. The clear frosty weather is much enjoyed by the American people; the children are especially fond of it, for then they have many healthful out-door amusements.

One of their favourite employments is riding in a sleigh. How delighted the children seem to be with their little sleigh. I think Willie and Charlie, who are the drivers, are quite as happy as little Susie, who is getting the ride.

They are going to visit a poor old woman who lives quite alone in a little cottage at some distance. Mamma has given them a parcel of tea and sugar to take with them, and it would not be easy to tell whether the poor old woman will be most gladdened by receiving the gift, or the children by carrying it to her. But we know who has said, 'It is more blessed to give than to receive.'

Willie and Charlie love little Susie very tenderly. They have always loved their little sister dearly, and their mamma is not afraid to trust them to take care of her. One day when Susie was a baby, and her brothers very little boys, their papa brought home a nicely framed card, with these words printed upon it in gold letters: 'LITTLE CHILDREN, LOVE ONE ANOTHER.'

He hung it on the nursery wall, and told the nurse that he wished her to teach every one of his children this golden text.

Nurse was a good woman, and she knew that her master did not mean that she was merely to teach the children to repeat the words, but that she must train them to be loving children, and she did so.

It was quite delightful to see how very kind and obliging these brothers and sisters were to each other. When little Susie was learning to walk, and stumbled and fell, how tenderly her little brothers would lift her up; and when she knocked down the nice house Charlie was building with his bricks, how Willie came running to him, saying, 'Don't cry, Charlie, I will help you to build it again.'

You may be sure when little Susie grew bigger she loved her kind brothers very dearly, and was always glad to do anything she could to make them happy. Now they love Susie and each other more than ever, and it makes their parents very glad to see their children walking in love. Better still, it pleases Jesus.

For love and kindness please Him more
Than if we gave Him all our store;
And children here who dwell in love
Are like His happy ones above.

'I AM THE LORD, I CHANGE NOT.'
Malachi iii. 6.

O SAY not only God is Love,'
When His ways meet our human will;
There is no change of mind above,

"Tis wise, and true, and tender still.

It is God's 'glory' to enshroud

His purpose from our restless sight, And scatter through the circling cloud

Some timely rays of inner light.

Enough for faith to grasp the hand

That guides us surely through the gloom, Nearing each day 'the quiet' land,

Inviting rest beyond the tomb.

There we shall know as we are known,'
And see how calm, and clear, and wise,
The mysteries that Love alone

In shadow veils from human eyes. L. C. P.

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HOME LESSONS FOR THE LORD'S DAY-THE STORY OF THE SHORTER CATECHISM.

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WONDER why papa makes us learn the Shorter Catechism, it is so difficult, mamma,' said Willie, as he sat listlessly turning over the leaves of his book.

'Do you not like to learn it, Willie? I am sure you know that papa never asks you to learn anything but what he knows is for your real good.'

'I like some of my lessons, mamma, but the question we have to learn to-day is a very difficult one. Katie and I have been trying to learn it for a long time, and we can't say it yet.'

'Perhaps you do not understand it, and that may be the reason why you find it so very difficult to commit to memory. I wonder if I could help you.'

O yes, mamma, I am sure you could,' said Katie, 'for when you tell us the meaning of our lesson we can learn it far more easily.'

With mamma's explanation and help the hard task was soon learned, and when the children had repeated it correctly, mamma

told them that she would try to explain to them why papa was so anxious for them to be well acquainted with the Shorter Catechism.

'Do you know, Willie,' she said, 'who wrote the catechism, or when and why it was written?'

'No, mamma, I don't know anything about it, excepting that it is very difficult to learn.'

'I think if you knew the story of the catechism you would feel more interest in it, and learn it with more pleasure and profit.'

'Please tell us all about it, mamma; I like a story so much,' said Katie.

Little Harry, who was seated on mamma's knee, looked up and said, 'me like a tory too, mamma;' and little Maggie took her place close beside mamma's chair, that she too might hear the story mamma was going to tell. When all the children were quietly seated around her, mamma began:

'The story of the Shorter Catechism,' she

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