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J. W.-Yes: it is a picture of a S. T. W.-We do not think so. The perfect childhood. If you wish to see writer has made a mistake, and finds the difference between fact and fiction, it out when he gets toward the end. see what Josephus says about the The picture he gives of Christ is childhood of Moses, and what those marred by leaving out all reference to “abject productions,” the apocryphal the Gospel of John. gospels, say of the doings of Jesus. B. T. W.-No. It is Christ's own

C. S.-Not in the least. What is title, selected by Himself, and never plainly meant is, that the Ethiopian used by apostle or people until he had Chamberlain went on his way rejoicing, ascended." See what Godet says about rejoicing in a now spirit, a new view of it. life, a new purpose, and a now goal. F. S. T.-It is not found in the

M.C.-Your question is very difficult Gospels. to answer.

L. M.-Perhaps. But look again.

Facts, Hints, Gems, and poetry.



a total population of 1,920,000, the

Anglican Church had in those colonies, There are 35,000 Quakers in the 769,147; the Roman Catholic 443,926, United States.

and the Presbyterian, 264,066. The In Japan there are now 1,800,000 population in 1876 was 2,322,503, of scholars attending 22,000 schools. which 919,000, belong to the English

Queen Victoria has reigned forty- Church. one years, only three less than Queen Elizabeth.

Hints. Mr. Spurgeon's church has now 5,045 members, being the largest society under the care of one man in the 1. Too much desire to please men, world.

mightly prejudiceth the pleasing of Chicago has 29 Lutheran churches ; | God. one English, one Danish, seventeen 2. Too great earnestness and veheGerman, and the rest Norwegian and mency, and too greedy delight in bodily Swedish.

work and external doings, scattereth Berlin has a population of 304,000 and loseth the tranquility and calmness Protestants, for whom there are but of the mind. thirty-four churches and ninety-five 3. Cast all thy care on God, and ministers—that is one shepherd to a commit all to His good pleasure; laud, flock of 8,463 sheep.

and praise, and applaud Him in all The Greek Church embraces eighty things, small and great; forsake thine million worshippers in Russia, Greece, own will, and deliver up thyself freely Austria, and Turkey, most of whom and cheerfully to the will of God, withare furious fanatics, hating all other out reserve or exception, in prosperity forms of Christianity and all other and adversity, sweet or sour, to have religions than their own.

or to want, to live or to die. The Church of England shows great 4. Untie thy heart from all things, strength in Australia. In 1871, out of and unite it only to God.


5. Remember often and devoutly The farmer's weary horses the life and passion, the death and

Are standing in the shade. resurrection of our Saviour Jesus.

The golden light of sunset 6. Descant not at other men's deeds,

Shines on the corn-fields round,

And the breeze, as it passes over, but consider thine own; forget other Makes a sweet rippling sound. mon's faults, and remember thine own.

The range of distant mountains 7. Never think highly of thyself, Looks dark against the sky, nor despise any other man.

And right across the river

A path of light doth lie.

I gazed till my eyes were dazzled

At the slowly sinking sun; It is the greatest courage to be able

Till the stars peeped out above,

Telling the day was done. to bear the imputation of a want of courage.-H. Clay.

Unless you manage to enjoy a little bit of heaven here, you will not be

ONLY TRUST. likely to have very much of it here- O CARIST! I come to Thee in this dark after.

hour, It is not the fact that a man has While fortune frowns — and friendships richos which keeps him from the king- Thon, only Thou, art true. Come in Thy

weakened prove; dom of heaven, but the fact that

power, riches have him.-Dr. Caird.

Assure my heart again—that Thou art love. Whoever would be sustained by the Whisper those precious promises of old,hand of God, let him constantly lean so oft the balm to wounded hearts below; upon it; whoever would be defended Bring—as thou cans't-into my inmost soul, by it, let him patiently repose himself Those founts of love which riven hearts

o'erflow. under it. Calvin. There is more knowledge to be ac- 0h, be my staff—and I will lean on Thee,

My comforter, my father, brother, friend; quired from one page of the volume My trust, my guide—my all in Thee I see of mankind, if the scholar only knows Be near, and help me trust Thee to the end. how to read, than in volumes of an- I trust in Thee-why need I seek for more? tiquity.–Oliver Goldsmith.

Earth's joys must be with cups of sorrow An iron put into the fire loseth its mixed; rust, and becometh clearly red-hot; Be still, my heart ! Amid the tempests' roar

Behold the gleaming bow of promise fixed. so he that wholly turneth himself unto God puts off all slothfulness, and is transformed into a new man.—Thomas

WAITING. a Kempis. He who climbs above the cares of WE are waiting, blessed Lord,

For the promise of Thy word; the world, and turns his face to his

For the coming back again God, has found the sunny side of life. Of the rightful One to reign. The world's side of the hill is chill and

We are waiting still in hope, freezing to a spiritual mind, but the Though in darkness oft we grope, Lord's presence gives a warmth of

But Thy word is as a light,

Shining steady, through the night.
joy which turns winter into summer.

We are waiting, to behold
Pearly gates, and streets of gold,

Country, sin hath never trod,
Poetic Selections.

Happy paradise of God.

We are waiting for the time, -.

And the thought is grand, sublime,THE summer sun is setting,

When the kingdom and the power,
The sky is red in the west,

Christ shall take His rightful dower. And over all hangs silence,

When the righteous as the sun-
And a feeling of peace and rest.

Where Thy will is fully done-
The sultry day is over,

As the firmament shali shine,
The light begins to fade,

And the glory, Lord, be Thine.


ONE of the Christian Heroes is Moffat, the missionary of South Africa. One day, while journeying through an African wilderness, he came within sight of a native village. He, with his companions, had travelled a long distance. They were tired, hungry, and thirsty. But on the borders of the village, which promised them rest and refreshment, they were met by savages, who fiercely bade them “ Halt !"

The missionary asked for water. Not a drop would the heathen give. Cutting off the three or four brass buttons remaining on his jacket, which usually tempted the covetousness of savages, he offered them for a little milk. The savages sternly shook their heads.

Moffat was perplexed. They were in sight of a river, to which the savages would not let them go. It looked as if he and his party would have to remain all night hungry and thirsty.

The savages departed. As the night came on, Moffat saw a woman approaching. She bore on her head a bundle of wood, and held in her hand a jar of milk.

Without a word, she handed the missionary the jar, and laying down the bundle, went her way. In the course of half an hour she returned, with a cooking-pot on her head, a leg of mutton in one hand, and a jar of water in the other.

Laying them on the ground, she began kindling a fire. Not a word did she speak, though again and again spoken to by the missionary.

When the fire blazed she put on the cooking pot, containing the leg of mutton, and silently prepared a savoury stew. Moffat, with earnestness, begged her to tell why she alone, of all the villagers, showed kindness to the white stranger.

With a smile, she said, “ I love Him whose servant you are. It is my duty to give you a cup of cold water in His name. I speak not, for my heart is full with joy at seeing you in this wilderness.

The missionary was astonished. He had received hospitality from a woman of the savages : this did not surprise him. But she was a Christian, and one, too, who obeyed literally the command of her Master. She was living in a heathen village, hundreds of miles from the nearest white settlement.


“When and where did you become a disciple of Christ ?” he asked.

“When I was in Mr. Helm's school, years ago," she replied, mentioning the name of a devoted missionary.

“ Are there other Christians in the village ?” “ No, I am alone.”

“But how is it that you have remained faithful to your religion, living so many years with not a person to aid you ?”

The woman drew from the bosom of her dress a copy of the Dutch New Testament. “I can read," she said, holding up the book. “Mr. Helm gave me this years ago. It is the oil which makes my lamp burn.”

When they had partaken of the meal prepared by the black disciple they knelt together in the wilderness, while the missionary returned thanks.


The central idea of the third Gospel, in its internal aspect, appears throughout. It is this: Jesus is the perfect, divine man, the Saviour of the world.

Luke takes the point of view of the Greek, and maintains it to the end.

The perfect manhood of Jesus, with the consequent mercy and universality of His covenant, rather than the temporal relation or the eternal basis of Christianity, furnishes his central subject. In other gospels we find our King, our Lord, our God; but in St. Luke we see the image of our great High Priest, made perfect through suffering, tempted in all points as we are, but without sin—so that each trait of human feeling and natural love helps us to complete the outline, and confirm its truthfulness.

The Gospel seizes upon the humanity of Jesus as the idea most attractive to the mind of the Greek. Jesus is pre-eminently man -the man.

He is neither Roman, Greek, nor Jew. He rises above the conditions of time and place. What the Greek blindly strove to reach, what Paul in some measure approximated, that Jesus illustrated in His perfection—the universal man, the pattern and brother of all the race. This man Luke exhibits in the various stages of His human development; in His intellectual grasp of things earthly and heavenly; in His marvellous sympathy with all of human kind; in His matchless work as the One who was to give light to them that sit in darkness and in the shadow of death; in


His consummate genius ; His lofty enthusiasm; His divine inspiration.

Especially does the third Gospel present the universal grace of God. A very large portion of it is taken up with what is now generally acknowledged to be Christ's ministry in Perea, or across Jordan, and on His last journey to Jerusalem (chapters ix. 51; xviii. 30) a ministry to a Gentile race, and therefore peculiarly suited to the Greek, and to all the world represented by him. The grace of God for all men, foreshadowed in the song of the angels of the annunciation (chapter ii. 10–14), is made luminous in the teachings, especially in the parables of this heart of the third Gospel.

At the same time, as will subsequently appear more fully, the evangelist intelligently aims to correct the false Greek notions. He shows him man as he really is. He reveals his true position and destiny.

By contrast with the truth, he exhibits the shallowness and absurdity of the Greek theogony and theology. He unveils the invisible and future worlds to him. He shows him God as He really is, not in relentless Fate, but in the person of Jesus, the God-man, as the infinitely compassionate and gracious One.

The external form and historical aim of the Gospel, so far from being out of harmony with this its internal idea, furnish rather the perfect vehicle for its presentation. The evangelist prepares for the Greek—as he announces his purpose to do-an accurate and systematic exhibition of the facts of the career of Jesus ; but this is only the more perfect framework for the exquisite portraiture of the perfect Man, who is Himself the pledge of the blessedness of faith, and the exaltation of the lowly, and who appears in the world to give light to them that sit in darkness and in the shadow of death.


SPIDERS, in many respects, are just like other animals, and can be tamed and petted and taught a great many lessons, which they will learn as readily as a dog or cat. But you must take the trouble to study their ways and get on the good side of them.

One day I had been reading in a book how spiders managed to get their webs across streams and roads, and from the top of one tall tree to another. I went out and caught a large garden spider, one of those blue-gray sprawling fellows, and fixed him up for my experiment.

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