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Avoid Jealousy.

Let there be no room in all your house for jealousyeither to sit or to stand. It is a leprous abomination. Your brother's success, O sisters, is your success! His victories will be your victories. While Moses, the brother, led the vocal music after the crossing of the Red Sea, Miriam, the sister, with two glittering sheets of brass uplifted and glistening in the sun, led the instrumental music, clapping the cymbals till the last frighted neigh of pursuing cavalry horse was smothered in the water, and the last Egyptian helmet went under. —TAL


Love Without Jealousy.

Love may exist without jealousy, although this is rare. But jealousy may exist without love, and this is common. For jealousy can feed on that which is bitter, no less than on that which is sweet, and is sustained by pride as often as by affection.-COLTON.

Jealousy a Poison.

Jealousy may be compared to Indian arrows, so envenomed, that if they prick the skin it is very dangerous; but if they draw blood, it is irrevocably deadly. The first motions that arise from this root of bitterness have their evil effects; but where the disease progresses, it poisons all our comforts, and throws us headlong into the most tragical resolutions.-WANLEY.


A Hopeful Outlook.

I have reason to believe that many Jews have long since learned to look with love and reverence on Him whom their fathers rejected; nay, more, that many of them, convinced by the irrefragable logic of history, have openly acknowledged that He was indeed their promised Messiah, although they still regret the belief in His divinity. We may humbly believe that the day is fast approaching when He whom the Jews crucified, and whose divine revelations the Christians have so often disgraced, will break down the middle wall of partition between them, and make both races one in religion, in heart and in life. Semite and Aryan, Jew and Gentile, united to bless and to evangelize the world.-F. W. FARRAR.

The Hebrew Race.

You never observe a great intellectual movement in Europe in which the Jews do not greatly participate. The first Jesuits were Jews; that mysterious Russian diplomacy which so alarms Western Europe was organized and is principally carried on by Jews; that mighty revolution which is at this moment preparing in Germany, and which will be, in fact, a second and greater Reformation, and of which so little is as yet known in England, is entirely developing under the auspices of Jews, who almost monopolize the professorial chairs of Germany. Neander, the founder of spiritual Christianity, and who

lin, is a Jew. Benary, university, is a Jew. Heidelberg, is a Jew.

is Regius Professor of Divinity in the University of Berequally famous and in the same Wehl, the Arabic professor of Years ago, when I was in Palestine, I met a German student who was accumulating materials for the history of Christianity, and studying the genius of the place; a modest and learned man. He was Wehl, then unknown but since become the first Arabic scholar of the day and the author of "The Life of Mohammed." As to the German professors of this race, their name is legion. I think there are more than ten at Berlin alone.--DISRAELI.


The inhabitants of the earthquake lands pass many an hour of tremulous apprehension. The earth seems about to become false under foot. The sea seems about to rise in a tidal wave. When some heavy sound comes in the night strong men rise from their pillow to watch and listen. Thus the Jewish race watched and trembled and fought. Between revolts and invasions the years of peace were few. The wealth of Jerusalem made it a grand prize in a world where soldiers were only organized banditti. Against it all armies flung their forces all along from Shishak of Egypt to Cyrus of Persia. "The Assyrian came down like a wolf on the fold." The Chaldeans plundered and burned the Temple. War, civil or defensive, came in successive waves for a thousand years, but these were not years enough to exhaust the patriotism and the power of the statesmen. They arose again

and again in their majestic, divine politics, and as often lifted up the people by offering them the picture of a potentate angry or a potentate pleased, the picture of a country ruined or a Jerusalem the joy and beauty of the whole world. -SWING.


The Source of Joy.

There is only one source of rest in the midst of pain. It is the doing of duty. There is only one source of joy in the midst of pain. It is more than the doing of duty. It is the doing of love.-STOPFORD A. Brooke.

Joy in Heaven.

It is a fancy of Swedenborg, with a good philosophy in it, that in Heaven the oldest angels are the youngest. All life there is toward youth. One reason must be that all life there is cheerful and joyous. If the people in Heaven still fretted, complained, got discouraged and went about with heavy hearts and long faces, cheerless and despondent, as so many Heaven-bound pilgrims do here, they would get very old by the time they had been a few millenniums in Heaven. But being always of good cheer, they keep always young, growing ever toward youth. Even here on the earth, too, the same secret holds true, that abounding cheerfulness keeps one young in spite of advancing years. Thus cheerfulness carries

its reward and blessing in itself. It is its own benediction. It weaves its own garment of beauty. It builds its own home of glory.-J. R. MILLER.

Joy Reasonable.

Now I say, and distinctively as a Christian teacher, that joy is reasonable and becoming and necessary and unspeakably helpful. Reasonable, for it is one of the perfections of God; and man, being made in the image of God, may be expected to resemble Him in it. We observe it in a thousand things. The song of the birds, the mirth of children, the instinct of humor, the cheek dimpling into a smile, the soul's glee expressing itself in laughter-these are but a few of the signs that joy is a faculty of man. And if becoming in all of us, how charming and suitable is it in the young! As our years grow and our memory becomes charged with anguish and the setons of sorrowful associations give us quick twists of pain, and down the hill we travel to the river at the foot, with but few of those who climbed it in our company, joy is not so quick or so unmixed as once it was. Even when we take it, the old sparkle seems gone. It is still joy, but not the gladness of youth. To the young, for whom life has but few cares, conscience but few stains, memory but few disappointments, judgment but few problems, behind them childhood and in front manhood, with the grandeur of enterprise and the wine of hope, joy is not only natural but suitable. All young things are full of joy; and He who made them means them to be. The burdens are near at hand, and will be

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