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MYSIE-A TRUE STORY.
Pleasant are the meadows
mamma wanted the book, and when she Where our darling strays,
did not find it in the case, she asked Mysie Where the flickering shadow
if she knew where it was. The little girl With the sunbeam plays.
was ashamed to tell what she had done, There grow gold-eyed daisies,
and so she said, I don't know.' This was ! Woodbine clusters rare,
a far worse fault than taking the book out Fragrant hawthorn blossoms
of its place; it was telling a lie, which is a Snow down on his hair.
very great sin. Mysie's face told her Every night his Mother
mamma quite plainly that she was not Bendeth o'er his bed,
speaking the truth, for children who are Praying for a blessing
not in the habit of telling lies cannot do so On the golden head.
without being found out at once. Every morn his Father
The Holds him on his knee,
good mother was very sorry to think that Listening to his prattle,
her child had been guilty of so great a sin. Sharing in his glee.
She spoke to her kindly and seriously
about her fault, read her some texts from Shade of care has never
the Bible, which show how much God O'er his soul been cast; Happy time of childhocd!
hates lying, and gave her a hymn to learn How long will it last?
which begins What will be his future ?
“Oh! 'tis a lovely thing for youth Well-our sight is dim,
To walk betimes in wisdom's way;
To fear a lie, to speak the truth,
That we may trust whate'er they say.'
She next told Mysie that Jesus had died Free from thought of guile, He has tears for mourners,
that our sins might be forgiven, and that Smiles for those who smile.
she must pray to God to pardon and Oh, our bright faced darling,
cleanse her for Jesus' sake. 'Tis not hard to see
It is very likely that Mysie would soon Why the heavenly kingdom
have forgotten this lesson if she had not Is for such as thee!
been punished for her fault, as well as told KATIE THOMS iN.
the evil of it. The wise mother knew this,
and did not allow her to get to table beside MYSIE-A TRUE STORY.
her papa for any of her meals for two days. T ONCE knew a little girl whose pet This was a severe punishment to the little I name was Mysie. She had good kind girl, for she liked very much to sit beside parents and brothers and sisters who loved her papa and to get on his knee to have a her very much and made a pet of her. ride. She felt it very hard to sit in a Mysie loved her papa and mamma and corner alone, instead of being beside her brothers and sisters dearly, and so she was own dear papa. But this made her rememgenerally very happy in her home. Perhaps ber, all her life, her good mother's lesson some little reader will ask, was she not about the sin of telling lies; and she never always happy when she had so much to again needed to be punished for this fault. make life pleasant?' No, she was at times Long years after that tender mother had very unhappy, because she was sometimes gone to be with Jesus, and Mysie had naughty and did bad things. Neither grown to be a woman, she often thought children nor grown people can be happy how thankful she ought to be to God for when they do wrong. One day Mysie having given her such a wise loving mother took a book out of her papa's book-case, who took so much pains to sow the seed and put it in a place that she ought not to l of truthfulness in her heart in the days of have done. A few days after this her her childhood.
CONSIDERING THE POOR. TT is early morning; quite dark, and very long day of work. She loves her children ;
cold. All the little boys and girls, who they are dear to her; dear as those nave warm comfortable beds, are sound carefully tended, delicately fed, beautifully asleep. But hundreds of working people clad children-now in the warmth of their have started up at the sound of the five well-aired nurseries enjoying their luxurious o'clock bells. Among them, many a poor beds—are to their tender mothers, who mother has risen from the side of her dear hover lovingly over them ere the parting little baby, and her other almost as helpless goodnight kiss is given, and meet them in little ones; and with heavy heart puts on the morning with a smiling welcome, which her scanty garments, and prepares for her tells only of sunshine in their sky.
If any such glad little ones read this, I After Mrs Murray was left alone in the would like to make them think of the poor world, the husband of her youth removed wee things' who hardly ever know what it from her side,--in the midst of her sorrow is to meet a mother's smile; who, when her heart melted in tenderness over the they open their little eyes in the dull grey woes of those poor widows, who are left morning light, find that mother has gone, not only to mourn over the joy of their life and perhaps the only protection left but a departed, but, to battle with pitiless poverty, child; a child in years, with no child spirit, to gain a daily morsel of food for them. but with a sharp, sad, care-worn little face. selves, and their helpless, fatherless, little The poor little things, deprived of mother's babes. She considered these poor ones, love and care, get through the long and and the Lord helped her in the hour weary days as best they can; taking what l of trouble. In ministering to their wants, food they can get, no one to cook it nicely | the balm of heavenly consolation was for them; no one to soothe and fondle poured upon her own bleeding heart. them when they meet with hurts and During all these long years of widowhood, troubles. Then when night comes, and she gathered round her every Sabbath their mother's day of labour over, she evening a group of desolate women, and returns to them worn out in body, and their little children. Their bodily wants depressed in spirit; it is but little she can were first most generously provided for. do to make her children comfortable. The With what bright faces did the children poor little things, after a scanty supper, enter the large kitchen, and look around are put unwashed into their miserable beds. the richly provisioned table! One hearty Sleep is kind ; in her arms they forget their meal a week did they enjoy, and perhaps ills, and perhaps dream of pleasures that for the most of them it was the only one. they never taste.
And then what kind and motherly counsel Such is the life of thousands of little ones and instruction followed. Women and amongst the poor. And yet we live on for children loved their friend, who so earnestly getful of them, if only our dearest are cared for both their souls and bodies. provided with all we can afford of comfort When Mrs Murray died, Edward and or of luxury. And yet Christ's special his wife did not let the weekly gathering charge to his people is to care for the poor, 1 break up, but strove to do all they could to and afflicted, and destitute of earth. How fill the place of her who had entered into sadly we fail in love and obedience to our rest. When they talked with poor mothers, acknowledged King, when such multitudes they found how many of them were out all around us are uncared for, unhelped, left day at work, away from their little ones to struggle on alone through life's most who so much needed their care. So rugged and most gloomy paths.
Edward, the first Sabbath evening that he But there are many kind men and women had taken part in this meeting, said to his to whom God has given riches, who do not | wife when she and their little ones were forget the poor. Edward Murray, now a | gathered alone together around their comrich man, always remembered his homeless, fortable fireside, We must provide a desolate infancy. Well he obeyed good home for these little ones, where they will old Mrs Murray's dying charge, to consider spend their long days together, well fed, the poor. And with a very tender father's well cared for, and clothed. At night they heart beating within his own bosom, it was can return to their mothers. The poor natural that his sympathies should first women will gladly bring them, and pay for flow out to the little helpless children in them too as far as they are able. What do the hoines of the poor. Home is not the you think of it, Jane?' Such was the beword for such dreary abodes; and a home ginning of a conversation that ended in the Edward resolved to provide for all whom taking of a roomy old house in a poor he could reach.
| district of the town. The services of a
good faithful nurse were secured, and with plies the needle busily, where before all another woman to assist her, the Nursery was inert, lifeless; because hopeless. But Home' was opened.
now, in Edward Murray, they have found The first morning six little infants, under a friend and helper; one who does not two years old, were brought; wonderfully spare himself or his substance to make clean they were, though dressed in almost them happier and better. His life shows rags. Twenty other children, mostly under how deeply he feels his obligation to Christ, nine or ten, came also with their mothers. who gave Himself for us. If we are the A plentiful breakfast of porridge and good followers of the good kind Saviour, we sweet milk was set before them. Their should seek to follow His steps, although empty bowls soon told how much they it can only be afar off. There may be few had enjoyed their well-made simple meal. who can do what Edward Murray does ; Some of the little ones went to school. but it is accepted according to what a man Old nurse saw that they were clean, and, as has, and not according to what he hath not. far as their clothing would allow, com Christ said of the poor widow who threw fortable. Then her little baby charges got in her two mites into the treasury, 'She all her care, and every comfort thoughtful of her want did cast in all that she had, love could provide. When school was even all her living.' None of us are too over the elder ones came back again, had poor or too little to do something to help supper, and learned their lessons. How those who are in trouble and need; even a thankful and pleased their mothers looked, cup of cold water shall in no wise lose its as they came dropping in one by one to reward. receive their precious burdens. Most of them had been home first, to have their
THE TWO-FOLD LIGHT. poor houses as cozy like as possible before taking the little ones away from where THEN a person goes on a journey they were so comfortable, and well tended.
YY there are two things he must keep All of them, as they went out, slipped a steadily in view the place where his copper or two into the box that stood at | journey is to end; and the road, step by the door. Edward did not wish to destroy step, as he goes along. The Bible sheds à their sense of independence, but to foster two-fold light upon the path of the and encourage it. Almost daily does his Christian. As a lamp,' it illumines the wife pay a visit to the Nursery Home ;' path he is at the time treading, showing often some of her own children with her, him present duty; as a light,' shining who delight to carry many a comfortable upon the path before him, it reveals somelittle article of clothing, and many a nice thing of the glory God has in store for little baby toy.
those that love Him. In the darkness the It is wonderfel how much improved the sailor requires not merely the lamp to shine houses of the poor mothers have become, upon his compass to show him the direction since they are daily witnesses of the order, he is sailing in at the moment, he requires and cleanliness, and comfort that reign in to have the light' shining from afar from the Nursery Home.' Their children are the friendly lighthouse. The child who there so happy and smiling, that they can walks with God receives from God's Word not bear to bring them into any unpleasant not merely daily guidance, but, occasionally, ness at home. Cheerfulness goes far the eye of his faith is so strengthened that towards making people industrious; and | he gets a glimpse of the good land, and sees now that the weight of care does not press
“Around the throne of God in heaven So overwhelmingly upon them, they are
Ten thousand children stand.' freer in spirit to look around their homes in the evening to do what is necessary for
My dear children, try constantly to get their welfare. Many a nimble finger now this two-fold light from your Bibles, that,
POOREE AND KOREMAN.
as you walk day by day with God, you may left of the family, or left perhaps with the have your hearts also enlivened by seeing charge of a little brother and sister. the good land to which God is leading you. Another, whose story is still sadder, weeps
G. J. while she tells the last time she saw her
mother; a loving mother probably, and OUR MISSIONARY PAGE. yet she has deserted her child ; leaving her
while sleeping in the house of a stranger, POREE AND KOREMAN.
to whom she has sold her, thus making one DERHAPS you would like to hear more mouth less to feed, or to ensure her child I about the Indian orphans Pooree and getting food. One such little one, when Koreman.
hearing of the love of Jesus to the sick and It was sad that Koreman could not be sorrowful, said, while the tears ran down with her sister Shodah. But it takes her cheeks, "Ah! if there had only been £4 4s. a year to support a child, and the such a person on earth now, we should not English scholars had to work hard to get have had all these troubles.” It was sweet enough for Pooree. They got bundles of to tell her of His ever-present sympathy wood, and sold them. They gathered and help. And some of these orphans soon quarts and quarts of blackberries. One learned to see the loving providence of God lady in London sent for thirty quarts. in their trouble; that He had saved them in Then one energetic teacher helped her class famine, and brought them, by means of it, to get up fifty pounds of dandelion roots, to a happy home, where they might hear to sell to a chemist. Some children of Him.' weeded gardens; and some sowed mustard After some months news came of Pooree and cress, and sold it for their new sister. and Koreman. (The children will be very glad if any one You will think you were never going to would order blackberries or dandelions this hear anything of your Indian orphans. year.)
The delay has been owing to the difficulty . One day a lady heard about Koreman, of removing them from the Hospital to and she said, I will pay half the money Agurparah. Last month they arrived. for Koreman.' So the teachers and Your little Pooree is looking better and scholars agreed to work harder to support happier already. She had a severe illness a sister and a half; and many other friends of brain fever. Her head, being partly and children took boxes. For four years shaved, gave her a queer miserable exwe have just got enough ; but now the pression. She is a very silent child, but kind lady is dead, and who will pay for appears an affectionate little thing. Koreman ?
Koreman is bright and hopeful; she is The school where Pooree and Koreman about nine years old. She is not at all like live is called the "Agurparah Orphanage.' her sister Shodah, who is fair and pretty, It is in a village of that name, situated on and Koreman is so black and ugly; but the river Hoogly, a few miles from Calcutta. then she is intelligent, and one who will This school is one of the oldest in India. get on well. She will be baptized, and It was established by Miss Cook, afterwards called Mary Koreman, according to your Mrs Wilson, about 1821. It contains wish.' about eighty children, and there is room More than a year passed away, and news for more if there was money to support came again from Miss Neele at Agurparah. them.
•1 have only time for a very hasty note, Miss Neele writes: 'It would draw tears but I must not let the mail go without from many eyes to hear the sad stories of writing to you. I am very sorry to tell some of these poor children. One will tell you it has not seemed well to our Heavenly of father, mother, brothers, and sisters all Father to answer my prayers for little dead during the famine, while she alone is | Pooree, at least in the way I had hoped