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diff --git a/10853-h/10853-h.htm b/10853-h/10853-h.htm new file mode 100644 index 0000000..7f2c3a4 --- /dev/null +++ b/10853-h/10853-h.htm @@ -0,0 +1,2623 @@ +<!DOCTYPE html PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD XHTML 1.0 Transitional//EN" + "http://www.w3.org/TR/xhtml1/DTD/xhtml1-transitional.dtd"> +<html xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"> +<head> +<meta name="generator" content= +"HTML Tidy for Linux/x86 (vers 1st January 2004), see www.w3.org" /> +<meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content= +"text/html; charset=UTF-8" /> +<title>Our Gift.</title> + +<style type="text/css"> + /*<![CDATA[*/ + <!-- +body {margin-left: 10%; margin-right: 10%;} +p {text-align: justify;} +blockquote {text-align: justify;} +h1,h2,h3,h4,h5,h6 {text-align: center;} +pre {font-size: 0.7em;} + +hr {text-align: center; width: 50%;} + +.poem {text-align: left;} +.blockquote {margin-left:5%; margin-right:5%; text-align: left;} + --> + /*]]>*/ +</style> +</head> +<body> +<div>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 10853 ***</div> + +<h1>OUR GIFT.</h1> +<center>The Baldwin Library</center> +<center>RMB</center> +<center>University of Florida</center> +<center>FROM THE LIBRARY OF</center> +<center>PAUL & VIRGINIA CROWLEY</center> +<center>OUR GIFT.</center> +<center>BOSTON:</center> +<center>ABEL TOMPKINS, NO. 38 CORNHILL.</center> +<center>1851.</center> +<center>Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1850,</center> +<center>By ABEL TOMPKINS,</center> +<center>In the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the District of +Massachusetts.</center> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_1" id="RULE4_1"><!-- RULE4 1 --></a> +<h2>DEDICATION.</h2> +<p class="poem">"We offer no words of inspired thought,<br /> +No gems from the mines of wisdom brought,<br /> +No flowers of language to deck the page,<br /> +No borrowed glories of Muse or Sage;<br /> +But an offering simple and pure we bring,<br /> +And a wreath of wild roses around it fling;<br /> +Not culled from the shades of enamelled bowers,<br /> +But watered by love's own gentle showers.<br /> +In tones of affection we here would speak;<br /> +To waken an echo of love we seek;<br /> +We mingle our tears for the early dead,<br /> +To the land of spirits before us fled.<br /> +While a moral we humbly would here entwine<br /> +With the flowers we lay on affection's shrine,<br /> +We pray that the light of religion may dawn,<br /> +To brighten our pathway each coming morn.<br /> +Then with love for each other OUR GIFT we bring,<br /> +And love for the memories that round it cling,<br /> +And trust in the hopes that are lighted here,<br /> +To burn with new brightness each passing year.<br /> +And as Time moves on with unceasing tread,<br /> +And the flowers of youth are withered and dead,<br /> +May no sigh of regret to the past be given,<br /> +As it peacefully fades in the light of Heaven."</p> +<hr /> +<a name="PRF" id="PRF"><!-- PRF --></a> +<h2>PREFACE.</h2> +<p>"OUR GIFT" has been prepared as a token of affection for our +Sunday school Pupils, and it is hoped that it may serve a similar +purpose in the hands of other teachers. It has been said, that +"<i>He who gives his thought, gives a part of himself</i>." It was +this idea that suggested the offering we now bring. We do not claim +for it especial excellence. We are aware that its pages have not +uniform merit. When we state that they are from the pens of +twenty-five different teachers, few of whom are accustomed to write +for the public eye, we offer the only apology for the imperfections +of the work, which, in our judgment, the circumstances of the case +demand. If this explanation shall not cause the critic to throw the +work aside, we would welcome him to whatever pleasure he may find +in its perusal. Of the defects which it contains, we prefer to +share jointly the responsibility; and have, therefore, omitted to +attach signatures to the several articles. The shorter paragraphs, +scattered through the work, embody ideas from several contributions +which have been excluded by its narrow limits. Such as it is, we +present it to the public generally, and especially to our pupils, +as a slight token of the ardent love we bear them, humbly praying +that the moral lessons it contains may find a place in their +hearts, and contribute to the formation of such a character as +involves within itself the highest form of blessing.</p> +<center>TEACHERS OF THE SCHOOL STREET UNIVERSALIST SUNDAY SCHOOL, +BOSTON.</center> +<hr /> +<a name="TOC" id="TOC"><!-- TOC --></a> +<h2>CONTENTS.</h2> +<p><a href="#RULE4_1">Dedication.</a></p> +<p><a href="#PRF">Preface.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_2">Remember Me.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_3">Honor Thy Parents.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_4">Uncharitable Judgment.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_5">Boys Become Men.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_6">To The Portrait of Father Ballou,</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_7">Susan's Repentance and Appeal to her Elder +Sister.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_8">Little Emma.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_9">The Old Sabbath Schoolroom.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_10">The Hunter, and his Dog Jowler.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_11">Take Care of your Books.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_12">My Niece.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_13">Teachers' Library.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_14">Scholars' Library.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_15">Agatha.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_16">Responsibility.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_17">Duty of Parents.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_18">A Scholar's Remembrance of the Pic-Nic of +1850.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_19">Rain Drops.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_20">Obey The Rules.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_21">The Ways of Providence.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_22">To Alberta.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_23">The Discontented Squirrel.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_24">School Street Society.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_25">The Example of the Bee.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_26">The Morning Walk.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_27">True Satisfaction.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_28">Female Education.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_29">One Family.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_30">Summer Thoughts.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_31">A Talk with the Children.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_32">Uncle Jimmy.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_33">The Child's Dream of Heaven.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_34">The Influence of Sabbath Schools.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_35">Memory.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_36">Selfishness.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_37">Trouble.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_38">Revenge.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_39">A Biographical Sketch.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_40">The Sabbath School Boys.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_41">Fear Of Death.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_42">Ill Temper.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_43">Reading.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_44">A Sabbath School Excursion.</a></p> +<p><a href="#RULE4_45">Christ And Duty.</a></p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_2" id="RULE4_2"><!-- RULE4 2 --></a> +<h2>"REMEMBER ME."</h2> +<p class="poem">"Remember me!" How swift the tide<br /> + Of memory glideth o'er the past;<br /> +Those sunny hours so quickly sped,<br /> + Perchance a few with clouds o'ercast.<br /> +But memory hath more lasting flowers,<br /> + Which Time's rude hand can ne'er efface,<br /> +The sweets we cull from friendship's bowers,<br /> + The gems affection's altar grace.</p> +<p class="poem">"Remember me!" In youth's bright morn<br /> + Those simple words so lightly spoken,<br /> +Far into future years may reach,<br /> + And wake a spell which ne'er is broken.<br /> +A star to gleam in Memory's sky,<br /> + A line on Memory's page to glow,<br /> +A smile to offer at her shrine,<br /> + Or tears which from her springs shall flow.</p> +<p class="poem">"Remember me!" As one by one<br /> + The cherished ties of earth are torn,<br /> +The magic spell which Memory weaves,<br /> + Shall long in kindred hearts be worn.<br /> +And when the last farewell is said,<br /> + A solace to each heart shall be<br /> +The memory of that love which spoke<br /> + In parting tones, "Remember me!"</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_3" id="RULE4_3"><!-- RULE4 3 --></a> +<h2>HONOR THY PARENTS.</h2> +<center>CONVERSATION I.</center> +<p>"Honor thy father and thy mother."</p> +<p>"Well, Clara," said Mary, as they left the church, "shall we go +now and take a walk before we go home? Look, there are William +Johnson and George Field waiting to see which way we shall turn, in +order to accompany us."</p> +<p>"Not this afternoon," answered Clara, "I think we had better go +home."</p> +<p>They continued their way homeward until they reached the street +where Clara lived, and were about to part, when Mary asked her +companion at what time she would meet her the next morning to take +a long walk, adding that William and George would go with them.</p> +<p>"I will ask mother," replied Clara, "and if she is willing, I +will meet you at six o'clock."</p> +<p>"How is this," said Mary, "you never used to say you would ask +your mother; besides, there can be no possible objection to our +going to take a walk."</p> +<p>"True," rejoined Clara, "there can be no objection to our taking +a walk; but we have never told our mothers that William and George +are in the habit of going with us."</p> +<p>"Well, I don't see any <i>great</i> harm in their going with +us," continued Mary, with a tone which indicated that she did not +see <i>any</i> harm <i>whatever</i> in it.</p> +<p>"Perhaps there is not, and yet, Mary, I have thought that there +might be; therefore, I prefer to speak to my mother about it."</p> +<p>"And pray, Miss Clara, what has made you so conscientious all at +once?"</p> +<p>"I will tell you, Mary. You recollect that on the last Sabbath, +our pastor took for his text, the fifth commandment."</p> +<p>"Yes, I do."</p> +<p>"Well, something which he said, caused me to think more about +these words than I ever did before; and the more I think of them, +the more convinced I am, that we do not consider and reflect upon +them so much as we ought to."</p> +<p>"Let me see," said Mary, "Honor thy father and thy +mother;"—"Well, I am sure I do honor my father and my mother; +I obey them when they give me a command, and I love them with all +my heart. What more can I do?"</p> +<p>"So I reasoned before, but when I sat down alone in my chamber, +a good many things came to my mind, to convince me that I was +wrong."</p> +<p>"Well," added Mary, "let me have the benefit of your +reflections."</p> +<p>"Why, in this very instance of going to walk, I had always asked +my mother's consent, and she had given it; but I never told her +where we went, or who went with us, which now appears to me wrong. +Our mothers are much older than we are, and have had much more +experience than we have, and there <i>may</i> be wrong in doing +what appears to us quite harmless."</p> +<p>"For the life of me," interrupted Mary, "I cannot think there +can possibly be any harm in such a slight occurrence. However, say +nothing to your mother to-night; but go with us to-morrow morning, +and then you can mention it to her, and see what she says."</p> +<p>"I beg your pardon, Mary; but you said just now, you could not +see what possible harm there could be in so slight an occurrence, +and yet your request to put off mentioning this to my mother, shows +that you have some misgivings on the subject."</p> +<p>Mary reflected for a moment. "Clara," said she, "if you have no +objection, I will go home with you, and hear what your mother will +say."</p> +<p>"I shall be delighted to have you," was the answer.</p> +<p>Mary Winthrop and Clara Spaulding had arrived at the ages of +fourteen and fifteen years, a time of life which is peculiarly +critical for girls. At no age do they more require the advice of a +mother, and at no age are they less inclined to seek it. This would +seem to be a natural disinclination, so prevalent is it. These were +both good girls, but, as may be judged from the conversation we +have just related, Clara was the more thoughtful, while Mary was +very apt to act without much reflection. She possessed, however, +this noble trait; she was always ready to acknowledge her error, +when it was pointed out to her, and would endeavor to avoid +repeating it.</p> +<p>Mrs. Spaulding had reached home when the girls entered. She was +a woman of excellent sense, and a mother indeed to her children. +Mary frankly told her all the conversation which had passed between +Clara and herself, and then waited for her opinion.</p> +<p>"It makes me truly happy," said Mrs. S., "that you have come to +me in this free and open manner; and I am very glad that my dear +Clara has reflected so much upon the text. In itself, there is not +much harm in taking a walk with William Johnson and George Field, +and yet it is not proper for you to do so, without the knowledge +and consent of your parents. William and George are not bad boys, +and perhaps would be called by people generally, good ones; still, +I have remarked a certain levity in their manner, which if only +occasional, might be called good humor, but which, recurring as it +does at all times and on all occasions, the Sabbath not excepted, +makes me fear that their training at home is not what I should +desire to have it. For this reason, Mary, I am not willing that +Clara should be often in their company, nor do I think your mother +would differ from me, should you ask her."</p> +<p>"I wonder," said Mary, "how Clara came to think of this slight +circumstance of a walk, in connection with the commandment, 'Honor +thy father and thy mother.'"</p> +<p>"I thought she had sufficiently explained that, herself," +replied Mrs. Spaulding. "I wish both of you, and not only you, but +all young persons, would think a good deal more on this subject. I +remember when I was of your age, that many things occurred which I +omitted to mention to my mother, but which it would have been much +better for me, if I had told her. Sometimes these concerned my +bodily health, and I am sure that if I had informed her of them at +the time, I should now have a much better constitution than I +possess. At other times, I neglected to ask her advice about what I +thought were small matters; but the result proved that I should +have been saved much trouble had I consulted her."</p> +<p>"In fact," continued Mrs. S., "the command to honor thy father +and thy mother, is far more comprehensive, and exacts many more +duties, than the young, and, I am sorry to say, the old too, are +willing to recognize. The young are too apt to think, when they get +into their teens, that there are a great many things about which +there is no need of asking their parents' advice and counsel; that +they know, <i>then, about</i> as well as their parents what they +ought to do; and, by the time they get to be eighteen or nineteen +years of age, <i>a good deal better</i>. But, my dear children, it +is not so. And the young who reason and act thus, will soon cease +to honor their father and mother. No! The Almighty Father, in +giving this as one of the ten commandments to the children of +Israel, knew the vanity of our nature. He knew how unwilling the +young are to learn from the experience of the old, and he therefore +proclaimed this command, that they might have it constantly before +their eyes.</p> +<p>"I have said, this is a comprehensive command. To honor thy +father and thy mother is not merely to show them outward respect. +It embraces numberless duties, and among them this; the duty, while +you are young, of doing nothing without their knowledge and +consent, when you are in a situation to ask it.</p> +<p>"Be assured of one thing. If you are about to go anywhere, or do +anything, and a doubt arises in your mind whether it is necessary +to ask your mother's permission, be certain that you ought to ask +it. The very doubt in your own mind is sufficient evidence of the +fact.</p> +<p>"Get into the habit of talking with your mother upon every +subject; your diversions, your studies, your health. Never conceal +anything from her. Is she not your mother? Did she not give you +being? Who then shall you look up to, if not to her?"</p> +<p>"O," interrupted Mary, "I have sometimes begun to talk to my +mother about many things which I did not exactly understand, but +somehow or other she was not willing to answer my questions."</p> +<p>"Perhaps," said Mrs. Spaulding, "you did not take a proper +occasion, or she may have been very busy about something else. You +ought always to endeavor to take a proper time for everything. At +the same time," she continued, "I am sorry to say that there are +some mothers who think children cannot be talked to, and reasoned +with, till they are of age. This is a mistaken idea. Children have +reasoning faculties, and the sooner we begin to converse with them +accordingly, the sooner will those faculties be developed. With +this view, we ought always to encourage them to give us their +confidence on all occasions, gratify their curiosity, and allow +them to talk upon every subject to us. If we do not act thus, they +will soon abstain from that frank manner with which children ought +always to lay open their whole hearts to their parents."</p> +<p>"O yes," cried Mary; "there is Emma Woodbury,—I do not +believe she ever asks her mother's advice."</p> +<p>"No," said Clara, "and there is Jane Clifton's +mother,—"</p> +<p>"Stop, my dears," interrupted Mrs. Spaulding, "these remarks of +yours remind me that there is another subject, about which I should +like to have a conversation with you; and if your mother, Mary, +will give you permission to come home with Clara, after school +to-morrow afternoon, I will tell you what it is."</p> +<p>"O yes, I know she will," replied Mary. "Indeed, yesterday, I +should not have thought of asking her; but now, after what I have +heard from your lips, I shall not do anything, or go anywhere, +without asking her consent."</p> +<p>"I am glad," responded Mrs. Spaulding, "that you remember this +lesson so well. Now, Mary, you had better go home; and may neither +of you ever think otherwise than seriously, of the divine command, +to 'honor thy father and thy mother;' and remember that few persons +have ever come to harm when they grew up, who in their youth obeyed +it."</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_4" id="RULE4_4"><!-- RULE4 4 --></a> +<h2>UNCHARITABLE JUDGMENT.</h2> +<center>CONVERSATION II.</center> +<p>"Cast out the beam from thine own eye, then shalt thou see +clearly to cast the mote out of thy brother's eye."</p> +<p>Mary's mother cheerfully gave her leave to go home with Clara, +the next day. She knew and highly esteemed Mrs. Spaulding, and was +very glad that her daughter should be intimate with her family.</p> +<p>Mrs. Spaulding greeted the girls with a smile and a kind word; +then said, "Mary, you began last evening to make a remark about +Emma Woodbury. Will you tell me what you were going to say?"</p> +<p>"Certainly," replied Mary; "I was going to say that Emma +scarcely ever asked the advice of her mother, or her consent to do +anything or go anywhere; and I know a great many girls who act in +the same way."</p> +<p>"And I," added Clara, "intended to say that Jane Clifton's +mother was one of those whom you spoke of, as never conversing with +children in a rational and reasoning manner."</p> +<p>"I guessed as much," said Mrs. Spaulding. "I told you," she +continued, "there was another point upon which I wished to say a +few words to you. Can you think what it is?"</p> +<p>"I cannot," said Mary. "Nor I either," said Clara; "certainly, I +see no harm in the words we uttered."</p> +<p>"True," responded Mrs. Spaulding, "there was no harm. It was not +the words you spoke, but the tone in which they were spoken, that +attracted my attention; as if you were <i>glad</i> to be able to +point out somebody to whom the reproof could be applied. This +failing is a common one, and our Savior may have had it in view, +when he said to his followers, on the mount, 'Cast out the beam +from thine own eye; and then shalt thou see clearly to cast the +mote out of thy brother's eye.' My object now, my dear children, is +to caution you against a failing, which is almost universal, +namely, of seeing distinctly and reproving faults in others, while +we appear to be quite unconscious that we ourselves are in the +practice of the same or worse defects.</p> +<p>"This blemish develops itself in a variety of ways. The pastor +preaches an excellent sermon, wherein is contained some allusion to +faults which ought to be corrected. If the people had treasured up +in their hearts all his exhortations, they would not have forgotten +one which he has often endeavored to impress upon their minds; I +mean, the duty of self-communion, self-examination; and when he +should have occasion to allude to faults, they would, one and all, +ask themselves, 'Am I guilty of this wrong? Let me see; and if I +am, let me correct it in future.' Instead of this, how frequently +do we hear such expressions as these: 'The remarks in the sermon +this morning applied to Mr. A or Mrs. B, very well, and it is to be +hoped they will see it, and profit by it.' Now if such individuals, +instead of trying to find others who are guilty of the wrong +indicated, would only carefully look within themselves, ten chances +to one they would find that they deserved the rebuke as much as any +one else.</p> +<p>"Children insensibly contract the same bad habit of looking very +sharply for the faults of others, never once thinking that they may +have some, which, if not precisely the same, may be even worse. +Thus if the pastor, superintendent, or one of the teachers, +addresses the Sabbath school, calling the attention of the scholars +generally to any fault, each scholar ought to ask himself at once, +'Is it I?' and not look round complacently and ask, 'Who <i>can</i> +it be?' or say, 'I guess the speaker means to refer to Lilly A or +Edgar B.'"</p> +<p>"Well," said Mary, "I must confess that I have done this often, +and without being conscious of any wrong feelings; some how or +other, I did not consider that the reproof belonged to me; or ever +ask myself if I had committed the fault which was exposed."</p> +<p>"For this reason, I remarked," continued Mrs. S., "that children +insensibly contract this habit from their parents; and the defect +extends to physical as well as moral errors. Not long since, I had +an interesting conversation with Mr. R., a well-known +philanthropist and physiologist, who is devoting his life to the +alleviation of some of the ills of human existence. He told me +that, a short time before, he delivered a lecture to parents on the +physical training of their children, and pointed out the great +mistakes which are often made. On retiring, said he, I overheard +many remarks, but not one spoke as if I had addressed him. Every +one could point to some one else who might well profit by the +lecture; but not one would believe that I meant to say to each +individual present, as Nathan said unto David, 'Thou art the +man.'"</p> +<p>"I am sure," observed Clara, "I never felt the full force of +this saying of our Savior before, although I have read it a hundred +times. I shall read the whole chapter again, carefully, +to-night."</p> +<p>"And so will I," added Mary.</p> +<p>"Do so, my children," said Mrs. S., "and read in the same +careful spirit the whole Sermon on the Mount, and all our Savior's +teachings. Many people, old and young, read the New Testament +because they are told to, without thinking that there is an active, +living principle in it, a thought to be treasured up and carried +out in our daily lives, in almost every word the Master uttered. +Those who <i>do</i> read it in the true spirit, find new pleasure +and new instruction every time they peruse it.</p> +<p>"And finally, to come back to our subject, when you hear your +schoolmates making uncharitable remarks about others, use all your +influence, especially by your own example, to make them correct the +habit. And when you hear a sermon in church, or an address in the +school, where any faults are exposed, ask yourselves if the rebuke +applies to you; and if it does, set about correcting the fault +immediately. Do this always. 'Cast the <i>beam</i> out of thine own +eye,' correct your own errors, then will you see clearly to 'cast +the <i>mote</i> out of thy brother's eye.'"</p> +<p>Mary returned home that evening well pleased with the two +conversations she had taken part in; and better still, she and +Clara profited by them. I am happy to add, that their schoolmates +are gradually correcting many evil habits by the good example of +these two girls; and thus Mary and Clara have the double +satisfaction of improving their own conduct, and of being +instrumental in improving that of others.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_5" id="RULE4_5"><!-- RULE4 5 --></a> +<h2>BOYS BECOME MEN.</h2> +<p>If you were to be boys always, and didn't need to know anything +more than just enough to enable you to enjoy your sports from day +to day, it would not be so necessary, perhaps, as it now is, to +attend strictly to your every-day studies; though the influences of +the Sunday school would be necessary, even then. Boys cannot enjoy +their sports together, unless they are truthful, just, and kind; +and it is in the Sunday school that these graces are most +successfully acquired. But boys will become men; and all the +knowledge they can acquire in boyhood will become serviceable in +manhood. Therefore, boys should be diligent.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_6" id="RULE4_6"><!-- RULE4 6 --></a> +<h2>TO THE PORTRAIT OF FATHER BALLOU,</h2> +<center>HANGING IN MURRAY HALL.</center> +<p class="poem">O, much-loved features! Faithful counterpart<br /> + Of one we love, and cherish, and revere;<br /> +Thy gentle influence shed o'er every heart,<br /> + And be thy spirit ever present here.</p> +<p class="poem">Look from thy quiet resting-place on us,<br /> + With that familiar smile so dear to all,<br /> +Which ever seems to speak of happiness,<br /> + And every mourner would to hope recall.</p> +<p class="poem">Thro' childhood's sunny days and youth's bright +morn,<br /> + Mid changes and mid sorrows, thou hast been<br /> +A light to guide, a hope to cheer and warm,<br /> + And to the heart bring joy and peace again.</p> +<p class="poem">And for thine honored form how fit the place,<br /> + Where childhood's ear instruction would +receive;<br /> +Preside o'er all, lend all our efforts grace,<br /> + To learn God's love, and on his word believe.</p> +<p class="poem">Thy Master's faithful servant! Who, in love,<br /> + Took little children in his arms to bless;<br /> +While looking down from his bright home above,<br /> + Through thee diffusing peace and holiness;</p> +<p class="poem">May his pure spirit ever with us dwell,<br /> + Shedding o'er all our thoughts its heavenly +ray;<br /> +Our hearts attune the song of praise to swell,<br /> + And o'er our darkness pour eternal day.</p> +<p class="poem">And when thou'rt left alone, to bear the name<br /> + Of him whose faithful emblem thou art made,<br /> +May thou through ages still endure the same,<br /> + Though all around thee shall decay and fade.</p> +<p class="poem">May his dear memory, which through thee shall +live<br /> + Long in the places which his love has +blest,<br /> +Shine as a beacon, life and light to give,<br /> + And hope at last in God's eternal rest.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_7" id="RULE4_7"><!-- RULE4 7 --></a> +<h2>SUSAN'S REPENTANCE AND APPEAL TO HER ELDER SISTER.</h2> +<p>I once knew two sisters, the only companions of a widowed +mother, who, though they had no relatives and but very few friends, +and should therefore have been the more closely united in heart, +were in the habit oftener of harshly rebuking and blaming, than of +encouraging, assisting, and comforting each other. I often wondered +at this, as they both had many estimable traits of character, and +could only account for it, not excuse it, by the fact, that they +had been much separated in early life, and, since their reunion, +had had to encounter many obstacles, and bear the weight of many +heavy disappointments. I confidently hoped and believed that the +good sense of one or both of them, would in time lead them to see +their error, and the sin of thus fretting and irritating each +other. Nor was I disappointed. The younger, whose conscience was +the most sensitive, first made the discovery, and immediately began +trying to remedy the evil, and to induce her sister to aid her in +the endeavor. Imagining some of her thoughts and feelings, I have +put them in rhyme.</p> +<p class="poem">We have done wrong, dear sister; and I'm very sad +to-day:<br /> +For I have felt how far we've strayed from wisdom's blessed +way;<br /> +Have felt how much of angry strife hath dwelt within our +hearts,<br /> +And how, when <i>that</i> has entered in, Life's happiness +departs.</p> +<p class="poem">We have done wrong, dear sister; for we have not +patient been,<br /> +But answered often hasty words by hasty words again;<br /> +And when we should with gentle acts have soothed each other's +care,<br /> +We've made by cold indifference our lot more hard to bear.</p> +<p class="poem">We have done wrong, dear sister; I remember how +we've grieved<br /> +Our widowed mother's anxious heart, so long of joy bereaved;<br /> +O, were we loving, good, and kind, and all our murmurings +o'er,<br /> +Might not the smiles come back again and light her face once +more?</p> +<p class="poem">I know our lot in life, thus far, hath not been +smooth and fair;<br /> +That often much of toil and ill has fallen to our share;<br /> +But why, dear sister, why should we <i>ourselves</i> the load +increase?<br /> +Why, by our jangling and our strife, shut out all joy and +peace?</p> +<p class="poem">And more: we have offended God; this day I feel and +know<br /> +We have forgotten his commands, and gained us nought but woe.<br /> +O join with me as, filled with grief, most earnestly I pray,<br /> +That he will yet be merciful, and take our sin away.</p> +<p class="poem">"Love thou each other;" "love all men;" "and love +shall make you free;"<br /> +Thus said the Savior, Jesus; and let this <i>our</i> watchword +be;<br /> +Let us each other love; and pray that gentle thoughts may +come,<br /> +And gentle words and acts may make an Eden of our home.</p> +<p class="poem">Forgive me now, dear sister, all the anger I have +shown,<br /> +And all my past unkindness, through the years already flown;<br /> +I'll love thee faithfully and true, and lay all harshness by;<br /> +To be my loving sister, then, wilt <i>thou</i> not also try?</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_8" id="RULE4_8"><!-- RULE4 8 --></a> +<h2>LITTLE EMMA.</h2> +<p>One Saturday afternoon, little Emma came into her mother's room, +and said to her, "Mother, may I go with Abba to her Sunday school? +She says, they are all so happy there."</p> +<p>"My child," said her mother, "why do you wish to leave your own +school and go to a strange one?"</p> +<p>"Because, mother, Abba has often told me what a good school they +have, and how much she loves it."</p> +<p>"Well, as you are very anxious to go, I will grant your request +this once, on condition that it must never be repeated."</p> +<p>The next morning, this pleasant little girl was up very early to +make ready to go with her friend to the new Sabbath school.</p> +<p>She was delighted with all she saw and heard; and when the +pastor took her by the hand, she said to herself, "I wish mother +would permit me to come here every Sunday. I will ask her, at any +rate." After the school was dismissed, she went home, revolving in +her mind what she should say to obtain her mother's consent.</p> +<p>Her mother observed how thoughtful she appeared, and said to +her, "Emma, how did you like Abba's Sunday school?"</p> +<p>"Oh, mother! I was so happy; do let me go there. They sing so +sweetly, and the pastor was so kind. He had an affectionate word +for all. Their superintendent, too, was so pleasant, I know I +should love him."</p> +<p>Her mother said to her, with a very sorrowful countenance, "Do +you know, my child, that they teach very erroneous doctrines there, +in regard to a future life? They teach that all will be eventually +holy and happy, both the good and the bad."</p> +<p>"But, mother, I should think it would make us all happy to +believe so. The minister told us that 'God is Love;' and that +cannot be a bad doctrine. I am sure I would much rather think so, +than that he would hate any of us, for you have often told me that +hatred was very wicked. I cannot think that a good and wise being +would do that which you have taught me is wrong. Then they all seem +to love each other dearly. They are like a pleasant family of +brothers and sisters. Do let me go, will you not, dear mother? I +should be so happy."</p> +<p>Her mother said many things to convince her that it was not +right to change her school. But she was very unhappy, and said so +often, "Do let me go," that her mother consented to gratify her; +thinking, perhaps, that she would soon tire of it.</p> +<p>Sunday came, and Emma was nearly the first one there; so anxious +was she to be in season.</p> +<p>She entered the schoolroom with a bright and happy face, and +when the superintendent came to her, she said, "I have come to join +your Sabbath school. Will you receive me?"</p> +<p>To add to her joy, the superintendent gave her a seat in the +same class with her friend Abba, who was a very kind and good +little girl; and she found a number of others in the class who were +very glad to see her there. One little girl lent her a book to +study, and when the teacher gave her a lesson for the next Sabbath, +she said, "I have a lesson now. Fanny lent me her book, and I have +already learned a lesson from it."</p> +<p>This pleased her teacher very much; for she thought that there +were many little girls who would have been very glad of such an +excuse to put off their lessons. Ever after, she was very constant +in her attendance, always had her lessons very perfect, and never +stayed at home, even if it chanced to be a rainy clay; for she +would say, "My teacher will be there; and I am sure if she is +there, I can go. Besides, I know it will make her very happy to see +me always in my place."</p> +<p>In this way did this good little Emma continue to go on, +acquiring knowledge, and gaining the love and good-will of all who +knew her. She was always happy and cheerful; kind to her parents, +obliging to her brothers and sisters, ever ready to assist the poor +and destitute, having a kind word and a happy smile for all. And +this she learned from that one great and ennobling truth, that "God +is Love."</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_9" id="RULE4_9"><!-- RULE4 9 --></a> +<h2>THE OLD SABBATH SCHOOLROOM.</h2> +<center>A PARODY.</center> +<p class="poem">How dear to our hearts is that old Sabbath +schoolroom,<br /> +Which each Sunday morning presents to our view;<br /> +The seats, the piano, the portrait that's near it,<br /> +And ev'ry loved thing which our memory knew.<br /> +Our dearly-loved pastor, his wife who comes with him,<br /> +Our Superintendent, and dear Mrs. G.,<br /> +The teachers, the pupils, and faithful Librarians,<br /> +We each Sabbath morning invariably see.<br /> + That old Sabbath schoolroom, that dearly-loved +schoolroom,<br /> + That blessed old schoolroom where all love to +be.</p> +<p class="poem">That old Sabbath schoolroom we hail as a +treasure;<br /> +For often, when weary and anxious with care,<br /> +We've found it the place of a heavenly pleasure<br /> +We seek for with ardor, but find not elsewhere.<br /> +How eager we enter, with hearts that are glowing,<br /> +And quick to our places,—we all know them well,—<br /> +And then with our song-books, and souls overflowing,<br /> +The anthem of praise we unitedly swell,<br /> + That old Sabbath schoolroom, that dearly-loved +schoolroom,<br /> + That blessed old schoolroom where all love to +be.</p> +<p class="poem">Blest truth,—from our teachers with joy we +receive it,—<br /> +That God is our Father, our Savior and Friend!<br /> +There's nought so alluring could tempt us to leave it,<br /> +Though fraught with all pleasures the fancy can lend.<br /> +And when far removed to some distant location,<br /> +The tears of regret will intrusively swell,<br /> +As mem'ry reverts to our former vocation,<br /> +And longs for the schoolroom we all loved so well.<br /> + That old Sabbath schoolroom, that dearly-loved +schoolroom,<br /> + That blessed old schoolroom we all love so +well.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_10" id="RULE4_10"><!-- RULE4 10 --></a> +<h2>THE HUNTER, AND HIS DOG JOWLER.</h2> +<center>A FABLE.</center> +<p>A famous hunter in the woodland country had a dog which was +particularly fond of certain kinds of game, but exceedingly averse +to other kinds of much better flavor. Now it happened that, +whenever the hunter wished to give chase to moose or deer, Jowler +was sure to scare up a woodchuck, or some still filthier game, +leaving the deer to make good his escape.</p> +<p>Day after day thus passed away, leaving the hunter's labors no +suitable reward. It was in vain that the hunter expostulated with +his dog. Neither threats nor blows were of any avail. When the +master would hunt one thing, the dog was sure to be hunting +something else.</p> +<p>At length, both master and dog seemed to tire of their constant +conflict, and to desire some adjustment, whereby each might +accommodate his own taste to some extent, and yet live in harmony +with the other. With this view, a friendly conference was held, in +which Jowler appeared so tenacious, that the hunter well-nigh +despaired of any adjustment whatever.</p> +<p>It was, however, finally agreed, that Jowler should hunt game to +his own taste five days in the week, and devote the remaining +hunting day to such game as his master preferred. Jowler, however, +was careful to stipulate that, if he chanced to find himself ill, +or not in hunting trim, on the sixth day, he should be +considerately dealt by, and not forced to go beyond his +strength.</p> +<p>The arrangements being fully made, a paper was drawn up +containing the articles of agreement, and both Jowler and the +hunter affixed their names thereto. Jowler, no doubt, congratulated +himself on having it all to his liking five days out of six; while +the hunter, perhaps, flattered himself that the taste of venison +one day in the week, would so improve the standard of Jowler's +tastes, as to bend him, at length, altogether to his own +wishes.</p> +<p>For a while, things seemed to promise well, under the new +arrangement. By and by, when the day for hunting venison came +round, Jowler was sick, and told his master he couldn't hunt that +day. So his master very considerately excused him, according to the +terms of their agreement.</p> +<p>It was not long, however, before Jowler refused to hunt for +another reason. He said, he had followed his own game with such +constancy and alacrity for the five days, that he was too much +exhausted to hunt venison on the sixth day. He must rest from any +farther fatigue; and claimed the continued indulgence of his +master, by virtue of their contract.</p> +<p>The hunter urged in vain that Jowler had virtually violated the +contract; for although it was stipulated that he should not be +compelled to the chase to his personal detriment, yet it was +implied, of course, that he should use the same precaution to be in +hunting trim on the sixth day, as he did to be so on the other +five. While the fact was, he purposely deprived himself of rest +during the five days, that he might be compelled to employ the +sixth as a day of rest, thus virtually appropriating the whole time +to his own service.</p> +<p>Jowler, however, pretended not to be convinced of his wrong. Nor +did his dishonesty stop here. His master soon discovered that, +while he was pretending to be unable from his excessive fatigue to +hunt venison, he was really continuing to hunt his own game, as on +the other five days.</p> +<p>Thus did he go on, his old loves gaining strength day by day, +and impelling him to a total disregard of his contract in order to +indulge them, until his master would bear with him no longer, but +drove him from his door.</p> +<p>Having deprived himself of the care of so good a master, he soon +fell into still greater irregularities; and a neighboring shepherd, +suspecting him of committing depredations upon his flock, killed +him, thus terminating his vicious career.</p> +<p>Moral.—Excessive engagedness in worldly labors six days in +the week, is no sufficient excuse for the neglect of public worship +on the seventh; and a vicious love, continually indulged, is quite +sure to root out even our good resolutions.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_11" id="RULE4_11"><!-- RULE4 11 --></a> +<h2>TAKE CARE OF YOUR BOOKS.</h2> +<p>Suppose you loan a book to a friend, would you not consider it +his imperative duty to take the best of care of it, as though it +were his own, and return it in as good condition as it was when +taken? Certainly you would. Then the same duty devolves upon you, +as a member of the Sunday school. The school lends you books, and +expects you to take good care of them, and return them early. This +is no trifling duty. If you have a right to be negligent, every +other scholar must have the same right, and the Library would be +speedily ruined. Thus your negligence greatly wrongs others. +Therefore, children, <i>take care of your books</i>.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_12" id="RULE4_12"><!-- RULE4 12 --></a> +<h2>MY NIECE.</h2> +<p class="poem">I know a darling little girl,<br /> + With silky, chestnut hair,<br /> +Which falls in many a dancing curl,<br /> + Around her shoulders fair.</p> +<p class="poem">Her eyes are very dark and soft,<br /> + And round their curtained bed,<br /> +I've seen the fairy smiles full oft<br /> + Their radiant beauty shed.</p> +<p class="poem">Her very tears are like the rain<br /> + Which falls in summer's hour;<br /> +Quick turned to glittering gems again,<br /> + As sun succeeds to shower.</p> +<p class="poem">This witching child is very small;<br /> + Her feeble, tiny hands,<br /> +Can scarcely tend the mammoth doll,<br /> + Which so much care demands.</p> +<p class="poem">Then, though her voice is very sweet,<br /> + She does but little more<br /> +Than simple childish songs repeat,<br /> + And prattle baby lore.</p> +<p class="poem">She cannot skip, for ah! she's lame;<br /> + One soft, white foot denies<br /> +Its aid, her body to sustain,<br /> + And weak and powerless lies.</p> +<p class="poem">Yet, strange to say, a crown she wears,<br /> + Which claims our homage mute;<br /> +And in her hand a sceptre bears,<br /> + Whose sway we ne'er dispute.</p> +<p class="poem">From whence doth come the wondrous power<br /> + She never fails to wield—<br /> +Making strong hearts and wills, each hour,<br /> + To <i>her</i> light wishes yield?</p> +<p class="poem">If but a touch of grief appear<br /> + To veil that bright, pure face;<br /> +If sickness cast its shadows there,<br /> + Or pain its dark lines trace;</p> +<p class="poem">How anxious every means we take,<br /> + The ill to drive away!<br /> +And cheerfully, for her dear sake,<br /> + Would watch both night and day.</p> +<p class="poem">And when the light of coming health<br /> + Brightens that clear, dark eye,<br /> +What joy is ours! priceless wealth,<br /> + Earth's gold can never buy.</p> +<p class="poem">She makes us cast aside our book,<br /> + Though filled with learning rare;<br /> +To work is vain, when fun's arch look<br /> + Those beaming features wear.</p> +<p class="poem">Whence is this spell? I can but think<br /> + That, in sweet childhood's hour,<br /> +E'er yet the soul has learned to drink<br /> + From knowledge' fount of power;</p> +<p class="poem">Or felt what virtue is, or known<br /> + Life's sins, not yet begun;<br /> +Or seen how thick life's path is strown<br /> + With dangers it must shun;</p> +<p class="poem">A spirit pure doth come, to dwell<br /> + In these fresh-bursting minds,<br /> +Who weaves round them the powerful spell<br /> + Our hearts so firmly binds;</p> +<p class="poem">Our holier thoughts through them to wake;<br /> + Our earth-dimmed vision clear;<br /> +And through <i>their</i> purity, to make<br /> + <i>All</i> holy things more dear.</p> +<p class="poem">If so, where speeds that spirit, when<br /> + The soul has gathered strength—<br /> +The child, become with busy men,<br /> + A busy man at length?</p> +<p class="poem">Where has <i>our</i> childhood's spirit gone?<br /> + How have <i>we</i> lost the charm,<br /> +Thus thrown around life's early morn,<br /> + Keeping us safe from harm?</p> +<p class="poem">Ay! whither speeds it? Rather say<br /> + Is it not always by,<br /> +Though, through the dust of life's noonday,<br /> + We may not see it nigh;</p> +<p class="poem">Nor when dark clouds of sin would veil<br /> + <i>All</i> glory from our sight;<br /> +And make both heart and hope to fail,<br /> + And brightness turn to night?</p> +<p class="poem">But when, midst virtue's clearer air,<br /> + The eye no hindrance knows,<br /> +How radiant stands the angel there!<br /> + What holy gifts bestows!</p> +<p class="poem">My darling niece, whose form of grace<br /> + Has made these thoughts arise,<br /> +I'm sure this angel oft I trace<br /> + In those clear depths—thine eyes.</p> +<p class="poem">And bursting forth from my full heart,<br /> + My prayers to heaven ascend,<br /> +That earth's dark changes ne'er may part<br /> + Thee and thy angel friend.</p> +<p class="poem">That purity may always be<br /> + The medium, clear and bright,<br /> +Through which may ever shine on thee<br /> + Heaven's own unclouded light.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_13" id="RULE4_13"><!-- RULE4 13 --></a> +<h2>TEACHERS' LIBRARY.</h2> +<p>The Teachers' Library connected with the School street +Universalist Sunday school, was commenced in 1841, when 67 volumes +were collected for that purpose.—Great care has been taken in +selecting volumes for this library. At this time, 1850, it numbers +194 valuable books.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_14" id="RULE4_14"><!-- RULE4 14 --></a> +<h2>SCHOLARS' LIBRARY.</h2> +<p>The foundation of the Scholars' Library, connected with the +School street Universalist Sunday school, was laid in the year +1835. The number of volumes, in 1840, amounted to 400, of which 100 +needed repairing. Some 50 volumes were added during 1841. Additions +continued to be made from year to year, till the spring of 1850, +when the number was increased to 700 volumes.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_15" id="RULE4_15"><!-- RULE4 15 --></a> +<h2>AGATHA.</h2> +<p>Little Agatha was a Sabbath school scholar. She lived in a rural +district of Scotland. Her father's dwelling was surrounded by trees +and flowers, and near by a little sparkling rivulet wandered +onward, now murmuring along by its rocky bed and dancing over +bright pebbles, and now wending its way silently through the +valley, journeying onward to mingle with kindred waters.</p> +<p>Agatha loved to roam through these shady glens, and often would +she stand upon the margin of the little stream, and, gazing down, +fancy that she saw a beautiful little angel in the pure waters. She +sometimes waited a long time, hoping it might speak to her, little +dreaming that her sweet angel was but the reflection of her own +innocent face and golden ringlets from the mirrored surface. She +loved the little brook, and walked among the wild flowers upon its +banks, herself as pure and innocent as Spring's earliest blossoms. +She was never lonely in her rural bowers; for the brook, the birds, +and the flowers, ever spoke to her heart in tones of love.</p> +<p>But one day her teacher told her that wicked spirits were ever +flying about, trying to lead away little children into their +company, and make them as wicked as themselves. This much +disquieted Agatha, for she had never learned before that aught +existed save innocence and joy. At first, she feared to wander out +alone, into the "great temple of nature," as she was wont, lest she +should meet some of those malicious beings. She dared not look into +the pure waters, fearing that, instead of the beautiful angel which +so often met her gaze, hideous forms might rise and drag her away +into their bad company.</p> +<p>But her heart was soon quieted again; for her teacher also told +her, that good beings come down from the Spirit-land, to watch over +little children, and drive the wicked ones away. So Agatha no +longer feared to visit her favorite haunts, for she besought the +good spirits to be her guardians. And when at night she retired to +her little couch, she prayed the kind angels to watch over and +protect her from evil spirits. And her prayer was answered, for +none but good spirits ever visited the heart of Agatha. She was +always punctual at Sabbath school; and one day after looking around +in vain for one of her mates, she was very much troubled to learn +that she had been led a long way off, by a company of evil spirits. +She longed to tear the unfortunate victim from their grasp; but her +teacher told her, that the celestial beings alone could save her, +and she must pray to them.</p> +<p>So Agatha went home, and walked out among the flowers, thinking +the celestial spirits would delight to linger in so pure a spot, +and kneeling amid a cluster of roses, she prayed them to fly to the +rescue of her misled companion. And everywhere that Agatha thought +pure enough for the abode of the good spirits, would she go and +pray that her friend might be restored. At night she would look up +to the stars, and entreat the same good beings to come down from +their pure, bright dwellings, and lead back the straying one. Her +prayers were soon answered, and when she next went to Sabbath +school, she was almost overjoyed to find her little friend at her +accustomed place. Little Mary (for she it was who had been led +away) seemed very happy to get back again. She kissed her +schoolmates, and said she would never leave them more. But she told +them a sad tale of Sin-land; how the evil ones would not suffer her +to sleep, lest, in her slumbers, the good spirits might visit her +and take her away;—that they would not let her walk among the +flowers, for good spirits are there. And for a long time they +watched her very closely, and directed her steps in their +pathway.</p> +<p>But, at length, when she become faint and weary, the ministering +angels came to her assistance, took her in their arms, and folding +her weary limbs in their white robes, bore her back to her anxious +companions. No one rejoiced more than did Agatha, that the heavenly +messengers had led Mary back.</p> +<p>Their teacher said that her school was a little garden of +flowers, which she was rearing for heaven. But Agatha was the most +innocent flower there, and ready to bloom in the garden of +paradise. The kind heavenly guides thought her too pure for earth, +and they would fain have her companionship in their purer regions. +So they bore her away on wings of love to their heavenly home.</p> +<p>May every Sabbath school scholar be, like Agatha, led by +celestial spirits.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_16" id="RULE4_16"><!-- RULE4 16 --></a> +<h2>RESPONSIBILITY.</h2> +<p>That teacher alone, whose eye is open to the immense value of +religious influences, and who perceives the importance of trifles +in morals, can properly feel his great responsibility, or be +qualified to guide the young in the way of life.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_17" id="RULE4_17"><!-- RULE4 17 --></a> +<h2>DUTY OF PARENTS.</h2> +<p>Parents should see that their children understand their lessons, +and that they commit them perfectly. They will thus both aid and +encourage the superintendent and teachers.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_18" id="RULE4_18"><!-- RULE4 18 --></a> +<h2>A SCHOLAR'S REMEMBRANCE OF THE PIC-NIC OF 1850.</h2> +<p class="poem">How bright, my dear mother, this sweet summer +morning,<br /> + Does everything round me appear;<br /> +The sun the tall steeples with gold is adorning,<br /> + And lights up the skies blue and clear.</p> +<p class="poem">All freshly around me the west wind is +blowing;<br /> + And, mother, I smell the sweet hay<br /> +Which was left on the Common from yesterday's mowing;<br /> + How I wish they'd not take it away.</p> +<p class="poem">I'm sure 'tis too pleasant of school to be +thinking,<br /> + Its tasks this bright day I should hate;<br /> +Much better I'd like the fresh air to be drinking,<br /> + Than puzzle o'er book and o'er slate.</p> +<p class="poem">O if it were Pic-nic to-day, my dear mother,<br /> + How happy and gay I should be!<br /> +How joyful without any studies to pother,<br /> + Away in the woods to roam free.</p> +<p class="poem">I'm sorry 'tis over; how great was my +pleasure<br /> + The whole of that beautiful day;<br /> +I jumped, and I danced, and I sung without measure,<br /> + But ah! it so soon passed away.</p> +<p class="poem">How well I remember the time of our starting!<br /> + How quick the large cars we did fill!<br /> +How screamed the shrill whistle, the signal for parting!<br /> + How we flew by town, river, and hill!</p> +<p class="poem">We reached the sweet grove which in stillness was +waiting,<br /> + Its numerous guests to receive;<br /> +We rested one moment, while we were debating<br /> + What wonder we first should achieve.</p> +<p class="poem">"Let us make some green wreaths! let us gather wild +flowers!"<br /> + Said some; and they bounded away.<br /> +"Let us fill up with music and dancing the hours!"<br /> + Said others, more lively and gay.</p> +<p class="poem">And soon every part of the wild wood was +ringing<br /> + With sounds full of mirth and of glee;<br /> +Some dizzily high in the free air were swinging,<br /> + While others climbed up the tall tree.</p> +<p class="poem">When called from our sports, to our dinner we +hasted,<br /> + And sat on the green grassy ground;<br /> +How keenly we relished each morsel we tasted,<br /> + While fanned by the soft air around.</p> +<p class="poem">Then came a loud summons, the signal for +choosing<br /> + Our Queen by the mystical ring;<br /> +We crowned her with flowers; nor feared her abusing<br /> + The honors her station might bring.</p> +<p class="poem">We sang some sweet school-songs, and then our loved +pastor,<br /> + With other dear friends who were there,<br /> +Told us kindly of Jesus, the Savior and Master;<br /> + Of God, and his fatherly care;</p> +<p class="poem">Who planted the trees that were waving around +us,<br /> + And the wild flowers growing below;<br /> +Who all our life long with rich blessings had crowned us,<br /> + And watched us where'er we might go.</p> +<p class="poem">Then, mother, I heard all around me a +whisp'ring,<br /> + And soon I found out what it meant;<br /> +When to hallow our Pic-nic, the sweet rite of christ'ning<br /> + Its soft, holy influence lent.</p> +<p class="poem">Forth from the glad circle, their sweet infants +bringing,<br /> + Came parents, with mild, thoughtful mien;<br /> +What deep, tender thoughts in all bosoms were springing!<br /> + How solemn, how sacred the scene.</p> +<p class="poem">And I could not keep back the hot tears, my dear +mother,<br /> + Which came thick and fast to my eyes;<br /> +For those babes made me think of my own darling brother,<br /> + Now gone to his home in the skies.</p> +<p class="poem">When this service was over, my playmates came +round<br /> + And drew me away to the wood;<br /> +No longer light-hearted and merry they found me,<br /> + For thoughtful and sad was my mood.</p> +<p class="poem">So on the soft turf I sat silently thinking,<br /> + Of days when dear brother was by;<br /> +While slowly and surely the bright sun was sinking,<br /> + Far down in the clear western sky.</p> +<p class="poem">Ring, ring, went the bell; and then, O, what a +hustling!<br /> + All knew 'twas the signal to part;<br /> +What searching for bonnets and boxes! what bustling!<br /> + All hurrying, eager to start.</p> +<p class="poem">We left ere the shadows of evening were +dimming<br /> + The broad fields and woods all around;<br /> +And with our swift steam-horse, again we went skimming<br /> + Through village, and meadow, and town.</p> +<p class="poem">We soon reached the city, and after the +saying<br /> + Of cheerful "Good night," to our friends,<br /> +We sought our own home without further delaying,<br /> + And the rest night to weariness sends.</p> +<p class="poem">'Twas a blest, happy day; and oft in my +dreaming<br /> + That cool, shady grove do I see,<br /> +With its bright little spots where the sunlight lay gleaming,<br /> + And all that was pleasant to me.</p> +<p class="poem">And much do I hope, when again, my dear +mother,<br /> + The summer shall come with its flowers,<br /> +Our teachers will kindly allow us another<br /> + Such Pic-nic, mid Nature's green bowers.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_19" id="RULE4_19"><!-- RULE4 19 --></a> +<h2>RAIN DROPS.</h2> +<p>"O mamma, how fast it rains! Do see those bright and sparkling +drops, as they fall so rapidly on the green walks and beautiful +flowers! Just see how revived that little fainting flower looks on +the farther border. It was but yesterday I thought it would die. It +drooped its head as if to avoid the rays of the scorching sun; but +now it is as fresh as any on my little bed. Who was so kind, mamma, +as to send this gentle shower, purposely, as I should think, to +save my favorite flower?"</p> +<p>"'Favorite,' my child, did you say? I thought you loved them +all."</p> +<p>"Oh, I do; but this one looked so sickly and faint, and I have +watched it so anxiously, that it really seems dearer to me than all +the rest; just as when we are sick, mamma, you watch us the more +constantly, and love us the more tenderly. But who did send the +rain, mamma?"</p> +<p>"It was God, my child, who caused the gentle showers, not only +to cheer your heart, by making the little flower revive, but to +bless all his children. Have you forgotten your little verse, about +God sending 'rain on the just, and on the unjust?'"</p> +<p>"O no; I remember it well. I think he is very kind to remember +everybody. I am sure I shall always love him."</p> +<p>"I hope you always will. He is a lovable being. He delights in +those that are good, and is always ready to cheer and bless +them."</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_20" id="RULE4_20"><!-- RULE4 20 --></a> +<h2>OBEY THE RULES.</h2> +<p>A careful regard to all the rules of a Sabbath school,—the +rules touching the library, those concerning the time of entrance, +the general exercises, the demeanor of the pupils and the +recitations,—will greatly facilitate the business of the +school, relieve the officers and teachers of much of their labor, +and make the school itself beautiful for its order and harmony, and +invaluable for its usefulness and success.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_21" id="RULE4_21"><!-- RULE4 21 --></a> +<h2>THE WAYS OF PROVIDENCE.</h2> +<p class="poem">"God moves in a mysterious way,<br /> + His wonders to perform;<br /> +He plants his footsteps in the sea,<br /> + And rides upon the storm."</p> +<p>We may understand by Providence the all-providing care of God +over his creatures. He is our staff. Without his aid and support, +we should sink; all our efforts would be of no avail. Without his +sustaining power, we could not endure the cares and troubles +attending this life. He cares for us in the broad day, urging us to +resist temptation. He watches us by night, that no harm shall +befall us. Mighty was the power of our Savior at the marriage +feast, when he turned water into wine, and many were the miracles +he performed during his stay in this world, in healing the sick, +the lame, and the blind. The ways of God appear mysterious to us, +because we cannot understand his motives. We know that all he does +is right, and for our good; therefore we should not indulge a +murmuring spirit at anything that may happen to us. It is our duty, +as we cannot understand His manifold ways, and all-wise purposes, +to study deeply the Holy Scriptures, and be willing to be taught by +those wiser and better informed than ourselves. We should +confidently rely in God's wisdom and knowledge, which are so much +greater than ours; yielding all things to him; looking forward to +that bright and happier world, where there is no sorrow, and +striving to make ourselves worthy of his love, which is +unbounded.</p> +<p>Philanthropy.—He is the wisest philanthropist who employs +his energies and resources in the promotion of virtue.</p> +<p>Preparation For Death.—He who is prepared to live, is +prepared to die. And he who thinks and feels aright, is prepared +for both.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_22" id="RULE4_22"><!-- RULE4 22 --></a> +<h2>TO ALBERTA.</h2> +<p class="poem">And thou art gone, Alberta,<br /> + No sound shall wake thee now;<br /> +The dreamless sleep thou sleepest,<br /> + Death's shadow on thy brow.</p> +<p class="poem">Like a bright summer flower.<br /> + Borne by rude winds away,<br /> +Whose odors yet shall linger,<br /> + Though the fair form decay,—</p> +<p class="poem">So, long thy spirit, wafted<br /> + In fragrance back to earth,<br /> +Shall bloom in memory's bowers,<br /> + Mid plants of heavenly birth.</p> +<p class="poem">We tune our harps to sadness,<br /> + And songs of sorrow sing,<br /> +And to the Father's altar,<br /> + A mournful tribute bring.</p> +<p class="poem">No more thou strowest flowers<br /> + Of sunshine o'er our path;<br /> +Thy song forever silent,<br /> + Thy voice is hushed in death.</p> +<p class="poem">Yet not for thee we sorrow,<br /> + Thy sorrows all are o'er;<br /> +Thine earthly journey ended,<br /> + Thou'st reached that happy shore,</p> +<p class="poem">Where spirits blest are waiting,<br /> + To welcome thee above;<br /> +There evermore to lead thee<br /> + In realms of peace and love.</p> +<p class="poem">And hand in hand with angels,<br /> + Around God's throne to stand,<br /> +Warbling sweet anthems ever,<br /> + Amid that heavenly band.</p> +<p class="poem">Farewell! we would not wake thee,<br /> + 'T were vain to wish thee here;<br /> +A Father's arms receive thee,<br /> + Sleep on, nor danger fear.</p> +<p class="poem">Rise! and in Jesus' kingdom<br /> + Thy blissful station take;<br /> +A Father's house is open,<br /> + To life immortal wake!</p> +<p>OBT. Alberta Richardson, aged 8 years and 4 mos.; a beloved +member of the 2nd Universalist Sabbath school.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_23" id="RULE4_23"><!-- RULE4 23 --></a> +<h2>THE DISCONTENTED SQUIRREL.</h2> +<center>A FABLE.</center> +<p>In a wood, pleasantly situated in the southern part of +——, there lived a squirrel. One day, as it was viewing +the departure of some migratory birds from its neighborhood, it +could not prevent the escape of a deep sigh, accompanied with the +exclamation, "O dear! I wish some land fairy would make me a bird. +I could then soar to a great height, or dart swiftly through the +air. Even if I were a little fish, to play about in the water, I +should be much better satisfied than in living here all my life, +and having nothing to do but gather nuts and acorns."</p> +<p>At that moment, a fairy, who was near, having heard the +soliloquy of the discontented squirrel, immediately complied with +its wish, and changed it into a beautiful bird. This amazed the +poor squirrel very much, and when it attempted to call the +attention of its companions by its customary chatter, its scream +ended in a song.</p> +<p>The squirrel now thought its happiness was complete, and it +concluded to make use of its wings by a visit to some distant land. +It had not gone far before a storm arose, and it was obliged to +take shelter in a tree. It now began to wish it was in its snug +little nest with its former companions.</p> +<p>The storm was soon over, and our bird again started on its +journey. But just then a hungry hawk, who had watched it for a long +time, pounced upon it. Fortunately, the fairy, who was near, seeing +the bird was sufficiently punished for its folly, took compassion +on it, changed it into a squirrel again, and placed it safely in +its own tree. The squirrel was ever afterward contented.</p> +<p>Moral.—Every one should be contented with his lot; for +every station in life has its own ills.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_24" id="RULE4_24"><!-- RULE4 24 --></a> +<h2>SCHOOL STREET SOCIETY.</h2> +<p>This Society, which has exerted an influence in the Universalist +denomination second to that of no other, was incorporated December +13, 1816. The meeting for organization was held at the Green Dragon +tavern, on the evening of January 25, 1817. Major John Brazer was +chosen the first Moderator. The Standing Committee consisted of +John Brazer, Dr. David Townsend, Edmund Wright, Daniel E, Powars, +Lemuel Packard, Jr., Levi Melcher, and John W. Trull, who were +directed to ascertain where a suitable lot of land could be +procured on which to erect a house of worship. After examining +several lots, the one was selected on which the church now stands, +in School street, and it was accordingly bought about the first of +May following.</p> +<p>The original means for building the church, was a subscription +for shares of one hundred dollars each; one hundred and thirty-nine +shares being taken by forty-three persons. Of this number, after a +lapse of nearly a third of a century, the following are still +spared to us, as willing supporters of the Society and cause to +which they devoted the meridian of their days, to wit: William +Barry, Daniel E. Powars, Winslow Wright, Joseph Badger, Caleb +Wright, John W. Trull, Samuel Hichborn, and Job Turner.</p> +<p>On Monday, May 19, 1817, the corner-stone was laid, and within +it was deposited a silver plate, the gift of Dr. David Townsend, +with this inscription: "The Second Universal Church, devoted to the +Worship of the true God: Jesus Christ being the chief Corner Stone. +May 19, 1817." The building of the house was carried forward with +energy, and on the 25th of August the Chairman of the Committee was +directed to address a letter to Rev. Hosea Ballou, asking him if it +would meet his approbation to be considered a candidate for the +office of pastor. The house having been completed, it was voted to +dedicate the same on Wednesday, October 15, 1817. The Rev. Thomas +Jones was invited to preach the sermon, and Revs. Edward Turner, +Hosea Ballou, and Paul Dean, to conduct the other services as might +be mutually agreeable to them. In consequence, however, of the +Cattle Show at Brighton taking place on that day, it was afterwards +thought expedient to postpone the Dedication until the succeeding +day.</p> +<p>On the day following the Dedication, the Society met for the +purpose of selecting a pastor; and the Standing Committee were +instructed, by a unanimous vote, to invite the Rev. Hosea Ballou to +that office, at a weekly salary of twenty-five dollars. This vote +was communicated to him in an appropriate letter from the Chairman +of the Committee, to which the following reply was +received:—</p> +<p class="blockquote">Boston, Oct. 24, 1817.</p> +<p class="blockquote">Sir,—The call of the Second +Universalist Society in Boston, inviting me to the labors of the +Christian Ministry with them, together with the liberal terms which +accompany said invitation, has been duly considered. And after +weighing all the circumstances relative to the subject, so far as +my limited mind could comprehend them, I have come to the +conclusion that it is my duty to accept their call on the +conditions therein stated. I largely participate the "peculiar +pleasure" afforded by the consideration of the unanimity of the +Society, and entertain an humble hope that, with the continuance of +this harmony, we may long continue to enjoy all spiritual blessings +in Christ Jesus.</p> +<p class="blockquote">The Society's most humble servant in +Christ,</p> +<p class="blockquote">Hosea Ballou.</p> +<p class="blockquote">To John Brazer, Esq.</p> +<p>He was publicly installed on Christmas day, December 25, 1817. +Sermon, from John xx. 24, and the Fellowship of the Churches, were +given by Rev. Paul Dean; Installing Prayer and Charge by Rev. +Edward Turner, and the Concluding Prayer by Rev. Joshua Flagg.</p> +<p>At the annual meeting in May, 1818, the thanks of the Society +were presented to Lemuel Packard, Jr., Esq., for his generous +donation of a chandelier for the use of the church. The clock now +in the church was the gift of John Brazer, Esq., probably during +the time of the building of the church.</p> +<p>In the summer of 1822, Mr. Ballou received an invitation to +become the pastor of the Second Universalist Society in +Philadelphia, at a larger salary than he was then receiving. In a +letter to his Society, Mr. B. states, that they are under no +engagement to him beyond the term of six months; and that, his +salary being barely sufficient to support his family, he felt bound +to lay the invitation of the Philadelphia Society before them for +their assistance, in any decision he might make in regard to it. +The Society was accordingly called together, and by a unanimous +vote his salary was raised to thirty dollars a week. This vote +being communicated to him, he informed them in reply that the +salary voted him was fully and abundantly satisfactory to him, and +that he accepted it with pleasure.</p> +<p>During the year 1836, the Society built the vestry in the attic +story of the church, and the following year, 1837, the interior of +the church was altered by a new pulpit, ceiling, introduction of +gas, painting, &c. at an expense of nearly five thousand +dollars. And in the year 1840, the Society purchased the organ now +in the church.</p> +<p>During the first years of the existence of the Society, the +singing was considered of a superior order; and it may be +interesting to some of the younger members of the Society to know +that, in 1833, the Standing Committee approved of the selection, by +the choir, of Miss Charlotte Cushman, as the leading female singer. +Mr. Win. Barry, one of the original proprietors, and at present one +of the oldest men of the congregation, conducted this part of +public worship for several years.</p> +<p>In 1840, the subject of an associate pastor was first brought +forward; and, in 1841, commenced those unfortunate difficulties in +regard to it, which continued with little interruption until the +fall of 1845, when the proprietors were called together to act upon +a proposition to sell the meeting-house and wind up the affairs of +the Society. This proposition was, however, rejected, by a decisive +vote of more than two to one, out of one hundred votes cast. During +this period, the pulpit was supplied one half the time by Father +Ballou, and the other half by Rev. T.C. Adam, from May, 1842, to +May, 1843; by Rev. H.B. Soule, from May, 1844, to May, 1845; and +the other two years by the Standing Committee.</p> +<p>That portion of the Society who voted against the proposition to +sell, had, early in that year, taken counsel together in regard to +the future prosperity of the Society. Father Ballou expressed a +willingness to be relieved from all active duties as pastor of the +Society, other than those he might choose to perform as senior +pastor, and also to relinquish his salary if the Society felt that +with their whole means they would be able to secure the services of +one who would again unite them together. Accordingly, September 28, +1845, the proprietors were called together, and his proposition was +accepted. They also unanimously invited the Rev. E.H. Chapin to +become junior pastor, at a yearly salary of two thousand dollars; +and on the 8th of November the following acceptance of their call +was received by the committee through whom the invitation was +tendered.</p> +<p class="blockquote">Charlestown, Nov. 8, 1845.</p> +<p class="blockquote"><i>Brethren:</i>—</p> +<p class="blockquote">The invitation to become associate pastor of +your Society, which you have extended to me, is hereby accepted. +Preliminaries relative to the time when I can assume my connection +with you must be the subject of future communications. And that God +may bless this decision to your good, to mine, and to his +glory,—is the prayer of</p> +<p class="blockquote">Yours, Fraternally,<br /> +E.H. Chapin.</p> +<p class="blockquote">To the Committee.</p> +<p>Br. Chapin was installed January 28, 1846. The sermon was +preached by Father Ballou, from I Peter iv, 10 and 11. Rev. Messrs. +Cook, Hichborn, Streeter, II. Ballou 2d, Skinner, Fay, and +Cleverly, took part in the services. At the annual meeting in May, +1846, a committee was appointed to express to Rev. Hosea Ballou the +feelings of high regard unanimously cherished towards him by the +Society, in consideration of his long and valuable services as +their pastor; and to assure him that their prayers for his welfare +were still with him in his relations as senior pastor of the +Society. To this, the following reply was received by the +committee.</p> +<p class="blockquote">Boston, May 25, 1846.</p> +<p class="blockquote">Messrs. Benajah Brigham,<br /> +Joseph Lincoln, and Bela Beal,</p> +<p class="blockquote"><i>Brethren</i>:—</p> +<p class="blockquote">After having enjoyed so many years of +pastoral connection with the Second Universalist Society in this +city, and having served the same so long a time with constant +solicitude for their spiritual prosperity and with a consciousness +of my many imperfections, I find that words are insufficient to +express the satisfaction I feel on the reception of the unanimous +vote of the Society expressive of their approbation of my services, +as pastor, and their prayers for my happiness in my present +position as senior. You will, brethren, accept my thanks for the +acceptable manner in which you have communicated the vote of the +Society to me, and assure the Society of my fervent prayer for +their spiritual prosperity under their junior pastor.</p> +<p class="blockquote">In the bonds of the Gospel,</p> +<p class="blockquote">HOSEA BALLOU.</p> +<p>At the annual meeting in 1847, the Standing Committee were +directed to invite Father Ballou to sit for his portrait, and that +the same, when finished, be placed in Murray Hall. This work was +successfully executed, and Father Ballou expressed himself highly +complimented by the action of the Society in regard to it.</p> +<p>Early in 1848, the Society were called together to act upon the +following letter from Brother Chapin.</p> +<p class="blockquote">Boston, Feb. 5, 1848.</p> +<p class="blockquote"><i>Brethren</i>:—</p> +<p class="blockquote">After, as I trust, deliberate and proper +consideration, I have concluded to take up my connection with your +Society, and accept of the invitation from New York. I might extend +this letter to great length and yet not express the feelings with +which I do this act. I can only say that I do so with the utmost +kindness and with deep gratitude, and shall always cherish, with +unalloyed satisfaction, the harmonious season we have passed +together. I invoke God's blessing upon the Society you represent, +and to you personally tender the warmest sentiments of personal +regard.</p> +<p class="blockquote">Fraternally yours,</p> +<p class="blockquote">E.H. Chapin.<br /> +To the Standing Committee.</p> +<p>At the same meeting, February 20, 1848, Rev. A.A. Miner was +invited to become the junior pastor of the Society, at the same +salary which had been paid Brother Chapin, and on the 15th of +March, the committee received the following letter, accepting the +invitation.</p> +<p class="blockquote">Lowell, March 15, 1848.</p> +<p class="blockquote"><i>Brethren</i>:—</p> +<p class="blockquote">The invitation which I received at your +hands, to become associate pastor of the Second Society of +Universalists in Boston, has been duly considered, and is hereby +accepted. Although this decision seemed compatible with my duty, it +has not been arrived at without a severe trial, both on account of +the existing ties it will sever, and of my conscious unfitness for +so responsible a station. Trusting, however, in Him who is always +able to help us,</p> +<p class="blockquote">I remain,</p> +<p class="blockquote">Yours in the Gospel,</p> +<p class="blockquote">A.A. Miner.</p> +<p class="blockquote">To the Committee.</p> +<p>On the last Sunday in April, Brother Chapin preached his +farewell sermon from the text, "And now, brethren, I commend you to +God, and to the word of his grace, which is able to build you up, +and to give you an inheritance among them which are sanctified." +Acts xx. 32. Brother Miner was installed May 31. Sermon, by Mr. +Chapin, from John x. 10. The other exercises were performed by Rev. +Messrs. Dennis, Mott, Ballou, H. Ballou 2d, Fay, Streeter, and +Cook.</p> +<p>Under the ministry of Brother Chapin, the Society was united and +prosperous; and under the present ministry of Brother Miner, that +union and prosperity are unabated. May the favor of God grant them +a long continuance.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_25" id="RULE4_25"><!-- RULE4 25 --></a> +<h2>THE EXAMPLE OF THE BEE.</h2> +<p>The little bee, by instinct alone, is taught the necessity of +faithful labor. In the summer, it collects honey from every flower, +that it may have a supply of food for the approaching winter, when +the flowers have all faded. But children have reason, instead of +instinct, to guide them; and should be industrious in childhood and +youth, in gathering the sweets of knowledge and virtue for +spiritual sustenance in the winter of life.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_26" id="RULE4_26"><!-- RULE4 26 --></a> +<h2>THE MORNING WALK.</h2> +<p class="poem">Children, in the early morning,<br /> +When the sun's first rosy ray,<br /> +Bright'ning on the distant hill-top,<br /> +Gilds the tall spire o'er the way,<br /> +Raise the heavy, sleepy eyelid,<br /> +Welcome cheerfully the light;<br /> +Nature's time for rest and slumber<br /> +Passes with the hours of night.</p> +<p class="poem">While the air is freshest, purest,<br /> +And the city seems at rest,<br /> +Rise, and while the eye beams clearest,<br /> +Roam with me, an out-door guest.<br /> +And abroad we'll gayly wander,<br /> +Till the hour for breakfast calls;<br /> +Passing through those streets that lead us<br /> +To our lofty State House halls.</p> +<p class="poem">Enter now our glorious Common!<br /> +On its beauty gaze awhile!<br /> +As the glowing sunshine greets it,<br /> +See the "face of Nature smile!"<br /> +On the broad, smooth walks tread freely,<br /> +Sentinelled by stately trees,<br /> +Whose green leafy boughs o'erarching,<br /> +Herald every passing breeze;</p> +<p class="poem">Casting, too, at brightest mid-day,<br /> +O'er these paths a pleasant shade;<br /> +Blessings on our City Fathers,<br /> +Who this wise provision made.<br /> +Here, just opposite the fountain,<br /> +On this block of granite rest;<br /> +While with eye and ear attentive,<br /> +Admiration is expressed.</p> +<p class="poem">See the living spray-drops leaping,<br /> +Crowned with dancing diamond light;<br /> +Midway hangs the bright-hued rainbow!<br /> +Is it not a dazzling sight?<br /> +And in what a gay confusion<br /> +Do the waters meet below!<br /> +Now compare this stone-paved basin<br /> +With the "frog-pond," years ago!</p> +<p class="poem">Rustling leaves, and murmuring fountain,<br /> +Fill with melody the air,<br /> +Blending with the wild birds' singing,—<br /> +Such sweet sounds can banish care.<br /> +Notice, how the grass is laden,<br /> +Thickly gemmed with sparkling dew,<br /> +Which at eve so gently falleth,<br /> +Thus its verdure to renew.</p> +<p class="poem">Viewing these fair works of Nature,<br /> +With the art of man combined,<br /> +Are our thoughts not tending upward<br /> +To the Author of mankind?<br /> +Yes, with grateful hearts we thank Him,<br /> +For our lives so truly blest;<br /> +Asking strength to meet time's changes,<br /> +Faith to think them for the best.</p> +<p class="poem">We must learn life's varied lessons,<br /> +Their deep meaning must unfold;<br /> +Sad or merry, they will yield us<br /> +More true wealth than mines of gold!<br /> +Hark! the breakfast bell is calling!<br /> +Hasten to your homes away!<br /> +Let us hope to meet here often,<br /> +Welcoming the early day.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_27" id="RULE4_27"><!-- RULE4 27 --></a> +<h2>TRUE SATISFACTION.</h2> +<p>To the faithful teacher, there is no greater pleasure than is +afforded on each returning Sunday, by his labors with his class. +Wielding Christian truth in the full exercise of human affections, +he moulds the young heart as with a hand divine.</p> +<p>Punctuality.—One of the beauties of the Sabbath school is +the punctuality of its scholars and teachers.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_28" id="RULE4_28"><!-- RULE4 28 --></a> +<h2>FEMALE EDUCATION.</h2> +<p>In ancient days female education was almost entirely neglected, +and woman's intellectual powers were left to slumber. Her mind was +a barren waste, exhibiting no rich, luxuriant verdure, diversified +only by a few outward accomplishments, which served to please the +fancy of the stronger sex. The Spartan woman, distinguished for her +sternness of character and warlike disposition, looked with shame +upon a son who could return from battle unless victorious, ever +teaching him, from his earliest infancy, "to conquer, or to die on +the battle-field." All the gentle and amiable qualities of the +heart were repressed in their growth; and, while Sparta offered to +her <i>sons</i> the rich boon of intellectual culture, her +<i>daughters</i> were thought unworthy of the gift.</p> +<p>And Athens, that great and mighty city, exercising a most +powerful influence over the civilized world, distinguished for her +legislators, her philosophers, and her historians,—what was +the condition of woman there? The slave, rather than the companion +of man, she knew not that, were the storehouse of knowledge opened +for her, she could come forward and stand on an equality with the +"proud lord of creation!" Rome, too, the metropolis of the world, +denied to woman her proper station in society, not dreaming of the +hidden gems of thought which lay undiscovered beneath the thick +incrustations of ignorance and superstition.</p> +<p>But <i>now</i>, all the precious gifts which learning can bestow +are justly extended to <i>her</i> also; and man, with his increase +of knowledge, has wisely learned to respect the mental abilities +with which God has endowed her; has found that she may, like +himself, ascend the steep hill of science, enjoy its pleasures, +cull its sweetest flowers, and drink of the pure and living waters +from the inexhaustible fountains of knowledge.</p> +<p>And what has caused this change? The bright star which appeared +to the "wise men of the East," eighteen hundred years ago, +heralding a Savior's birth, foretold also woman's release from the +thraldom which had bound her. It was to her a star of promise, +telling her that the strong chains of ignorance and superstition +which bound her, should be broken asunder by the gentle influences +of the religion of the lowly Jesus. It is Christianity which has +raised her from the degradation which was once hers, and induced +man to acknowledge her equality with him.</p> +<p>Education exalts and refines the mind of woman, and enables her +to contribute to the happiness of those around her. It is that +which renders her the dutiful and obedient daughter, the kind and +affectionate sister, the trusting and loving companion, and the +fond and tender parent. The old adage, "woman must be +<i>ignorant</i> in order to be useful," has been long thrown aside +among the rubbish of the past, and remembered only as a relic of +the superstitions of other days. <i>Home</i>, with its duties, is +woman's sphere of action; and, to fulfil properly those duties, +<i>she must be educated</i>; she must not be kept in intellectual +bondage, but must be fully awakened to the responsibilities of her +station. It is she who watches over our infancy, guides our +childhood, presents to our infant minds the rudiments of knowledge, +and cheers us in our progress by showing us the honors which attend +those who acquire <i>true wisdom</i>, and therefore must her mind +be early taught to comprehend the duties which devolve upon +her.</p> +<p>A broad field is that of Education; and while she strives to +make acquisitions in the various branches of knowledge, let her not +forget that <i>better</i> education of the mind and heart. Talent, +without virtue to guide, is like a ship without sails or rudder, +exposed to the wild winds of the storm on the broad expanse of the +ocean. What sadder spectacle can there be, than to behold a mind +employing its talents and its learning in endeavoring to lead its +fellow-beings away from the paths of rectitude, disregarding the +laws of God and man, and refusing to acknowledge the Source that +gave it birth? From such an example we turn with sorrow and +disgust, and gladly look to those good and noble ones who have +adorned their sex. The names of Hannah More, Maria Edgeworth, +Felicia Hemans, Letitia Landon, Harriet Martineau, and a host of +others, show what woman can do when properly educated; for they are +equally distinguished in private, for their amiable and domestic +qualities, as in public for their high intellectual attainments. +Let woman follow their example, never failing to embrace all +opportunities presented to her for moral and intellectual +improvement.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_29" id="RULE4_29"><!-- RULE4 29 --></a> +<h2>ONE FAMILY.</h2> +<p>We are all brothers and sisters of one great family, and should +always treat each other as such. If you suffer provocation, let the +remembrance that it is a brother who has injured you, prevent +retaliation, and secure for him entire forgiveness. He who can +forgive injuries, puts himself beyond the reach of harm, and +secures a peace of soul more valuable than the gold of Ophir.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_30" id="RULE4_30"><!-- RULE4 30 --></a> +<h2>SUMMER THOUGHTS.</h2> +<center>A FABLE.</center> +<p>I suppose most of the readers of this little volume have been in +the country the past summer. As you beheld the green grass, the +fine spreading trees, and the beautiful flowers that sprang up in +your pathway, perhaps the feeling came over you that you could be +far happier in the country than in the city. We are very apt to +suppose that change of place will produce a more delightful state +of feeling; forgetting that in a little time we should become +familiar with all these objects, and then we return again to our +former selves.</p> +<p>Precisely so it is with children in the country. They come to +this busy city, and eagerly gaze at the varied shows which attract +the eye, and would prefer to exchange situations with <i>you</i>; +but by and by they become wearied with sightseeing, and the home +they have left rises before them as a pleasanter abode than any +other dwelling, however rich or elegant. Thus they learn to be +<i>happy at home</i>; and this is a most valuable attainment.</p> +<p>But, in order to be permanently happy, we must have something to +do. There are other lessons to be learned besides those we commit +in the schoolroom. The whole world, indeed, is a school, and we are +daily committing our tasks. These teachings are preparations for +our future happiness.</p> +<p>You have all noticed the growth of a tree. At first, only a +little twig springs out of the ground. And so with the flower. You +deposit only a tiny seed; but in a little time a shoot springs up, +and by natural but slow processes the twig becomes a large shady +tree, and the shoot a beautiful blooming flower. Though they grow +very slowly, yet they never <i>rest</i>. Day and night the hidden +processes are going on which help to promote their growth. Just so +it is with the minds of children. They are daily acquiring those +habits which will eventually make the whole sum of their +characters. But then, great care is requisite how they form these +characters; that they may spring up in fair proportions, making +their possessors worthy members of society.</p> +<p>I will illustrate this by a fable, which occurred to me as I +walked over the beautiful garden of a friend, with whom I spent a +few weeks the past summer. We will suppose, for our present +purpose, that the flowers have an articulate voice.</p> +<p>A stately dahlia grew in a cultivated garden. There were many of +the same species of flowers, but no other had the peculiar +variegated tints of this particular one. Every one, in passing by +it, was attracted by its beauty. It seemed as if vain of flattery, +although we know it had no ears to hear, for every day it seemed to +increase in size and beauty. With its lofty head, it gained a +supremacy above all its neighbors, and the heavy shower and furious +wind failed to soil its petals or bend its graceful form.</p> +<p>Away off in the farther corner of the garden, under a hedge, +bloomed a simple white clover. It was entirely unheeded by the +multitude, although it gave a sweetness and fragrancy to the air, +which made the invalid stop to inhale it. In its modesty it +bloomed, in its lowly bed it sought no observation, and was passed +by as a simple white clover. By and by the mower's scythe passed +that way and levelled it among common grasses. It was gathered in +the general mass of hay, and became a part of the sustenance of the +master's cattle.</p> +<p>The dahlia was plucked by the horticulturist, and placed in a +glass receptacle, among kindred flowers, where it was gazed at for +a time; then it faded and was thrown among common rubbish. During +their lifetime we will suppose them to have conversed together.</p> +<p>"I," said the dahlia, "am queen of this garden. I attract every +eye that passes; while you, little clover, are hidden by the tall +grass, and liable to be crushed at any moment."</p> +<p>"Well," replied the clover, "let it be so <i>now</i>; but look +at our <i>final end</i>. You will be placed in a glass, plucked +from your native stem, where you will wither and die as a worthless +thing; while I shall be felled by the scythe, after I have reached +my maturity, and then a thousand tiny seeds will I strow around me; +so that, another reason, I shall bloom all about the hedges, and my +usefulness will be appreciated. And pray where will you then be?" +The dahlia blushed, and hung its head for shame.</p> +<p>Here, children, is a fable designed to illustrate pride and +humility. Which appears the most beautiful, because the most +useful? I know you will prefer humility to pride. If so, you must +remember that the peculiar traits you now cultivate are forming +within you the one or the other. By a thousand little kind acts, +you can diffuse happiness in your homes; and all the while you are +disseminating these virtues, you are acquiring these lasting +graces, in <i>yourselves</i>, which will spring up, like the violet +and sweet clover, leaving a fragrancy and beauty wherever you have +trodden.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_31" id="RULE4_31"><!-- RULE4 31 --></a> +<h2>A TALK WITH THE CHILDREN.</h2> +<p>Dear children,—although I am <i>almost</i> a stranger +among you, yet I feel a true interest in your welfare. It gives me +great pleasure when I enter the Sabbath school to meet your happy +countenances and smiling faces. Children, you do not assemble +together for the purpose of passing an hour that perhaps might pass +unpleasantly elsewhere. It is for a higher and nobler purpose. It +is to gain useful and religious instruction from the <i>Bible</i>, +the best of all books. You should not be content with learning and +reciting your lessons, but you should try to remember what you +learn. And when you grow up to be men and women, you will never +regret it. It is in the <i>Bible</i> that we are taught to love +God, and all mankind.</p> +<p>When we enter the Sabbath school, may we learn to say, To-day is +the Sabbath day, ever blessed and beautiful; welcome to its holy +and happy influence! Welcome, thrice welcome, the day of sweet +repose, and sweeter meditation. Spring is sometimes compared to +childhood. In spring, when the brooks fall gurgling down the +mountain side, when the earth begins to be covered with its verdant +robes, when the birds are joyfully singing around, the trees gently +waving in the breeze, and all is gay and gladsome, we sometimes +wish that it could always be spring. So in youth, we sometimes wish +we could always be young; but it cannot be. But as each season in +its turn, spring, summer, autumn, and even winter, clothed in its +robes of snow, has its own pleasures, so each season of life is +wisely invested of God, with its own peculiar joys.</p> +<p>Though it is now spring-time, it will soon be autumn with you, +when you must impart that useful knowledge you will have gained in +spring and summer. Now is the time for you to store up that +knowledge. If our childhood and youth are rightly employed, age +will compare no more unfavorably, as regards its joys, with youth +and middle age, than does winter with spring. Endeavor, then, to +acquire that useful knowledge that will teach you so to live that +you may set a good example to all around you. Children, this +beautiful world we live in was made for you. It is filled with +beauty, and when we look around upon it, our hearts within us say, +how great and good is our God! How wonderful are all of his works! +The beautiful in nature is all the production of his power. He +spoke this world into being, and decorated it with sun, moon, and +stars. Beauty and loveliness are stamped upon everything that he +has made. But no scene in the outward world transcends in +loveliness the Sabbath school, where the young come to receive +Christian instruction. And now, dear children, make this wise +resolution; to love your Sabbath school, your parents and teachers, +all the world, and especially your heavenly Father, better than you +ever have before; and you will be better and happier children.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_32" id="RULE4_32"><!-- RULE4 32 --></a> +<h2>UNCLE JIMMY.</h2> +<p>It was Saturday afternoon. The boys were enjoying their sports, +when one of them espied Uncle Jimmy coming towards them. "Look, +boys," said he, "Uncle Jimmy is coming. We will ask him to stop and +tell us some stories."</p> +<p>Now Uncle Jimmy was a very aged man, bowed down with years, and +so feeble that he could not walk without the aid of his cane. When +the weather was mild, he used to take short walks, and the children +were always happy to see him. They all claimed the privilege of +calling him Uncle. One little boy ran forward to assist him, and +led him to a seat beneath a shady tree. Ball and hoop were soon +forgotten, as they eagerly pressed round the old man, to show him +their respect; for he always had a word for each of them.</p> +<p>"Do not let me interrupt your sports, boys; I am fond of seeing +you at your plays. I had once as many playmates as yourselves, and +enjoyed them as well."</p> +<p>The little boy who assisted him to his seat, replied, "We had +rather hear you talk to us, if you please, sir; for we have not +seen you for so long a time."</p> +<p>"True, true, I have been housed up, and it is rare, nowadays, +that I walk so far as this. I'm glad to see you all so well and +happy. If you wish to keep so, be always temperate, and do not +neglect your duties. Whenever conscience whispers to you, 'I have +done my duty,' you will enjoy the sports allowed you.</p> +<p>"I have now in my mind the memory of an old friend. It is indeed +pleasant to think of him. He was remarkable for his industry, even +when very young; yet at play he was as merry as the merriest of us. +His mind and his heart were in it. He became a very superior +scholar. Some of you may think that it was because he had superior +talents, that he thus excelled in scholarship. It is true, he had +rare talents; but by his industry he made every talent ten talents; +and he always exercised his powers for the good of others, for he +was benevolent in his disposition. I am proud to think of him, when +in his prime. Young and old were benefited by his instruction, and +he was universally beloved and respected; for he had become a +useful preacher of the word of God, and a devoted minister. His +example of industry and perseverance exerted an extensive influence +upon others, and changed in some measure the whole face of society +in the community in which he lived."</p> +<p>Many more stories did Uncle Jimmy relate to the children, which +I have not time to repeat now. The afternoon was far spent ere any +of them wearied of hearing him; and many a good lesson did they +receive, which I trust was as "good seed, sown on good ground." I +trust my little readers will as readily listen to the counsels of +the aged, and as respectfully heed their advice, as did these +children. In this way, you will give promise of becoming wise and +good.</p> +<p>The children waited on Uncle Jimmy to his home; and, when they +left him, he prayed God to bless them.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_33" id="RULE4_33"><!-- RULE4 33 --></a> +<h2>THE CHILD'S DREAM OF HEAVEN.</h2> +<p class="poem">Mother, I dreamed of heaven;<br /> +And all around were choirs of angels, singing<br /> +Hymns of praise; and children joining hands,<br /> +And looking so bright and happy, that I wished<br /> +I could be always with them. And in their midst<br /> +The Savior stood and blessed them, saying,<br /> +"Suffer little children unto me to come."<br /> +Then all around were flowers so sweet, dear mother,<br /> +That the whole air seemed filled with fragrance, and<br /> +The birds were warbling sweetest songs of love.<br /> +The sky was fairer than our sky, dear mother;<br /> +And the sunshine seemed more bright; and as it beamed<br /> +Upon the angels' forms, they looked as though<br /> +All made of light. And then I looked for those<br /> +That left us, who, you said, had gone to heaven,<br /> +To join the angels round the throne of God.<br /> +There I saw sister, and my little brother<br /> +We long since buried in the dark, cold ground,<br /> +Whom I had thought I never more should meet.<br /> +They looked, dear mother, as they used to look,<br /> +When they were well and happy; ere disease<br /> +Had robbed them of their beauty, or death's seal<br /> +Fastened upon their features. And their faces<br /> +Beamed with a brightness never seen before.<br /> +I asked if they were happy, and if I<br /> +Could join them; or if they would return<br /> +To us again; and told them, mother dear,<br /> +How lonely we had felt since they departed,<br /> +And left us in our grief; and how we missed<br /> +Their pleasant voices and their merry laugh;<br /> +For though you said 'twas wrong to wish them back,<br /> +I could not think but you would welcome them.<br /> +They were too happy in their angel home,<br /> +To think of coming back to earth again;<br /> +And neither, said they, could I stay with them,<br /> +Because my time was not yet come. But they<br /> +Would look upon us from their high abode,<br /> +And ask our Saviour's blessing on us both;<br /> +And soon his arms would open, and his voice<br /> +Would call on us to follow them; and they<br /> +Would welcome us to those bright realms above,<br /> +Where they, with angels, now have found a home;<br /> +Where all shall find a home, a resting-place,<br /> +After the toils of earth. Where skies are bright,<br /> +And spring forever reigns. Where flowers shall bloom<br /> +In never-fading freshness, nor be touched<br /> +By winter's frost. And, more than all, where love<br /> +Unites all hearts in one great brotherhood,<br /> +Nor separation comes to break the chain.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_34" id="RULE4_34"><!-- RULE4 34 --></a> +<h2>THE INFLUENCE OF SABBATH SCHOOLS.</h2> +<p>"Just as the twig is bent, the tree's inclined,"—is an +adage as true as it is ancient. One's character, happiness, and +usefulness, during his whole life, depends, in no small measure, +upon early education. The child taught to disregard the Sabbath, +and lightly to esteem the instructions of the Sabbath school, grows +to manhood devoid of aught that can entitle him to the society and +respect of the good and virtuous. With a soul shrouded in midnight +darkness, he gropes his way through life, and at the grave sinks +into oblivion, "by none esteemed, by all forgot." However we may +hope for such a soul, through the mercy of God, as we surely do, it +is not now qualified to enter upon and fully appreciate the purity +and joys of Christ's kingdom.</p> +<p>We seldom hear of the execution or imprisonment of one who +regarded in youth the Sabbath school. Indeed, I think it impossible +for one who has been successfully taught to reverence and to love +the teachings of Jesus of Nazareth, to become an outcast from +society. It is true, envy, with its envenomed tongue, and malice, +with its still more poisonous breath, may assail even such a one; +but their shafts will fall harmless at his feet. The shield of his +soul they cannot pierce. They cannot eradicate from the heart the +influence of the high and holy lessons which it received in youth. +Its many sources of enjoyment they cannot destroy.</p> +<p>Pleasant and important, therefore, are the duties of teachers. +The directing of tender affections, and the development of youthful +powers, are intrusted to their hands. If they perform their duties +faithfully, they may have the satisfaction of seeing the pupils of +their charge useful among men, devoted to right, and obedient unto +God. Such an office is lovely. It is more than lovely, it is holy. +It blesses him who fills it. It exalts his affections, ennobles his +purposes, and enlarges his heart.</p> +<p>Do we not see the fruit of this labor in our own school? In the +kindness and love of the children for each other, in their +faithfulness in the duties of the school, and in their respectful +and affectionate bearing towards their teachers and all others, do +we not recognize some of the fruits of Sabbath school culture? And +may we not expect that such children will be beloved, honored, and +useful among men?</p> +<p>Do we not also see some of the fruits of these influences in the +fraternal regard of teachers for each other, in their devotion to +their duties as teachers, and in their distinguishing virtues as +Christians? Have we not, especially, seen the fruit of these +influences in the enduring patience, calm hopefulness, and cheerful +trust, of one of our number whom we have just followed to her +resting-place? The Lord make us faithful, that our end may be like +hers.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_35" id="RULE4_35"><!-- RULE4 35 --></a> +<h2>MEMORY.</h2> +<p class="poem">"O Memory! thou wak'ner of the dead!<br /> +Thou only treasurer of vanished past!<br /> +How welcome art thou, when bright hope is fled,<br /> +And sorrow's mantle o'er the soul is cast!<br /> +Back o'er those days too beautiful to last,<br /> +Thy gentle hand will lead the saddened thought;<br /> +And though the tears may trickle warm and fast,<br /> +Yet thy sweet pictures with such peace are fraught,<br /> +The heart, beguiled, exclaims, 'This is the fount I sought.'"</p> +<p>Memory! Who has not felt its influence! Who of us would wish to +part with its delights and quiet teachings! Beautifully adapted is +the twilight hour to the cherishing of the recollections of the +past. It is then that the hum of busy life is hushed, and all +nature seems resting from its toil. Then, in undisturbed peace, +rise before us the loved ones we have cherished, and whose +memories, like guardian angels, always attend us. We recall every +affectionate word and kindly deed, however trivial or little heeded +at the time. And how sweet then are our thoughts, and our +recompense, if we have never caused them an unhappy moment! Half +the bitterness of affliction is removed by such blessed memories. +Then let us make them ours. Let us so live that it shall be +possible for us to cherish them. Then will they bring to us many +happy hours, and sweet solace to the suffering heart. Each moment, +as it flits by, enters its record upon the tablet of memory, to be +read with joy or sorrow at some future moment.</p> +<p>Then let each moment find some worthy deed to perform, or kind +word to be spoken, that shall cause a glow of pleasure and +satisfaction when memory recalls it. All memories are not alike +pleasing; yet each may have its mission to perform. Past sin may +bring pain with its recollection. It comes as a warning, lest we +should transgress again. If, then, we would treasure up for +ourselves pleasant memories for the future, we must guard well the +present moment.</p> +<p>It is equally cheering to feel that we ourselves have a place in +the memory of our friends. What a motive it should be to us, then, +to live in such a manner that their memory of us may be as "the +memory of the just," which the Scriptures declare to be +"blessed."</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_36" id="RULE4_36"><!-- RULE4 36 --></a> +<h2>SELFISHNESS.</h2> +<p>The selfish man wrongs himself in attempting to wrong others. In +filling his pockets unjustly with gold, he drives away joy from his +soul. He forgets his relationship to angels, and only remembers his +affinity to brutes.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_37" id="RULE4_37"><!-- RULE4 37 --></a> +<h2>TROUBLE.</h2> +<p>Worldly trouble is the tonic of the soul. Affliction at once +humbles us and gives us a relish for spiritual food. Those +providences which teach us the insufficiency of earth, make us lean +on heaven.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_38" id="RULE4_38"><!-- RULE4 38 --></a> +<h2>REVENGE.</h2> +<p>Revenge is the putting out of one's own eyes for the sake of +putting out the eyes of another.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_39" id="RULE4_39"><!-- RULE4 39 --></a> +<h2>A BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH.</h2> +<p>In admiring the virtues and moral excellence of one who holds a +high rank in society, who fills a distinguished place in the State, +or occupies a responsible seat in the halls of science or in the +church, we are liable to be swayed in our judgment. His social +position is a kind of magnifying lens, through which all his +virtues are viewed. But when a comparatively obscure individual +from the humbler walks of life claims our attention, we are better +able to estimate his virtues at their true value.</p> +<p>Such a one we meet with in the subject of this brief sketch. +Miss Hannah S. Shedd was born in Boston, February 5, 1826. The +death of her father, preceded as it was by the death of her mother, +left her an orphan at the age of eight years. She was the second of +three surviving children by their father's second marriage, all of +whom were left in charge of a half sister, who was the eldest of +five children by a former marriage, and who was all to them that a +mother even could be.</p> +<p>One of the parents was an Episcopalian in sentiment, the other a +Universalist. The elder children were attendants upon Universalist +worship in the School street Church, while the younger attended one +of the Baptist churches of the city. Hannah, the subject of our +sketch, continued under the influence of Baptist doctrines and +worship until about fifteen years of age, when at her own earnest +solicitation she was permitted to attend the Universalist church, +and become a member of the School street Universalist Sunday +school.</p> +<p>The influence upon her feelings of the change in regard to a +place of worship, was very marked. She was naturally inclined to +religious meditation and reflection, but was never satisfied with +what she had been accustomed to hear. Nor can she be regarded as +singular, in this respect. However true it may be that Christianity +is adapted in its simplicity to the susceptibilities of the +young—and I believe this is eminently true—it is +equally true, that the ordinary partialist interpretations of it +are not thus adapted to their susceptibilities. The young are not +satisfied with these. The clearer their perceptions, and the more +comprehensive their thought, the greater is their dissatisfaction. +It was so with Hannah, even when but a child.</p> +<p>But when the hungerings of her soul found their appropriate +aliment in the ministrations of the venerable Hosea Ballou, then +the sole pastor of the church to which she turned for peace, the +change was in the highest degree salutary. Her satisfaction was +very great. She also found great pleasure in accompanying her +eldest sister to the Rev. Mr. Streeter's Friday evening meetings; +and so highly did she prize these religious privileges, that she +could scarcely submit to be deprived of them for a single evening +or Sabbath without shedding tears.</p> +<p>Her natural amiability and generosity of disposition—a +generosity especially marked in her demeanor towards her eldest +sister, who had become a mother to her—made the Universalist +interpretation of Christianity to be to her indeed the "bread of +life." Not only did she seek for this spiritual nutriment in the +regular ministrations of the sanctuary and in the conference +meeting, but she turned also to the Sabbath school with the same +fond devotion to Christian truth.</p> +<p>During the connection of the Rev. Mr. Soule with the School +street Society, he established a Bible class, of which Miss Shedd +became one of the earliest members. She has often spoken to the +writer of this of the great profit she was conscious of having +derived therefrom. She was also one of the earliest members of the +class formed by the present junior pastor of the Society, Rev. Mr. +Miner, and in the discharge of her duties in that capacity she +showed uncommon clearness of perception, and not a little vigor of +thought.</p> +<p>At the age of fourteen she left school and took up the needle +that she might aid her sisters in gaining for the family an +honorable maintenance. She has been known to ply the needle with +all diligence till ten o'clock at night, and then turn to her +Sunday school book to make preparation for the Sabbath. If this is +an example of too severe application to toil, it shows at the same +time a devotion to spiritual culture in the highest degree +commendable.</p> +<p>Strict integrity and a strong sense of justice characterized her +even in her childhood. A little circumstance bearing upon this +point I will relate. She had been to an apothecary's shop for some +medicines, and on reaching home found that she had received back +more change than was due. Of her own accord she proposed to return +it, nor would she willingly delay for a moment the performance of +so manifest an act of justice. She received from the apothecary the +highest encomium, and a reward for her integrity. In all her +transactions she showed the same scrupulousness in matters of +right, and thus became a bright example for all children to +imitate.</p> +<p>She was not less remarkable for her obedience to the wishes of +her sister, than for her regard for justice. She not only obeyed, +but obeyed readily and cheerfully. And so sensible is that sister +of her great excellence in this respect, now that she has passed +away, that she cannot speak of her but with the deepest +emotion.</p> +<p>She seemed to have very little power to bear disappointment. Her +feelings were very tender, and her sensibilities great. +Disappointment, therefore, brought the ready tear to her eye; and +solicitous affection, if possible, removed the pressure which had +caused it. But some of the later revelations of her life indicated +rare ability to endure disappointment, and to cherish hope even in +the audience-chamber of death. Thus will it appear in the end that +her heart was full of Christian confidence and holy trust.</p> +<p>In the course of June, 1850, it was observed by her friends that +her health was manifestly declining. She was advised to leave her +employment at once, and seek in relaxation and change of scene the +reestablishment of her health and the restoration of her accustomed +vigor. Accordingly accompanied by her brother, she spent some three +weeks of the month of July in various parts of Maine; but health +did not come back to her. Disease was too deeply seated to be +beguiled away.</p> +<p>She returned to her home but to languish and die. When the news +of her mortal illness reached the Sabbath school, in which she had +now been a faithful and beloved teacher for about a year, it +produced the most intense interest and solicitude. All felt that a +dearly beloved sister had become the victim of the destroyer. That, +however, which was a source of unmingled grief in the beginning, +became a sanctifying power in the end.</p> +<p>When first informed that it was feared her disease would +terminate fatally, she betrayed the deepest emotion, with scarcely +the utterance of a word. Her natural sensibility made the weight +upon her spirits seem insupportable. But when the first shock was +past and her powers had had time to rally, she was found equal to +the trial that awaited her. That truth which she had long loved, +and which had produced very little of that Christian display by +which the world judges, had wrought silently but powerfully upon +her understanding and her heart. It had begotten hopes in a +naturally hopeful spirit, stronger than death itself.</p> +<p>When her pastor from time to time spoke to her of the labors and +sacrifices of Christ, of the love of the Father and of the +blessedness of immortality, leading her sometimes to meditate upon +the highest forms of Christian truth, the smile of satisfaction +that played upon her countenance, showed not only that her powers +were equal to the effort, but that her heart was satisfied with its +fruit.</p> +<p>Her disease, which was consumption, was of a very painful +character, especially as regarded difficulty of breathing. She was +compelled to sit up continually, almost to the hour of her death. +Yet in the moment of expected dissolution, so generous was her +nature, her heart was yearning for blessings on others rather than +herself. At one time just before her death she requested her pastor +to remember in his prayer an absent sister, that she might recover +from a critical illness; and in one of his last interviews with +her, she desired him to "attend her funeral and comfort her +brothers and sisters, and especially that sister who had been a +mother to her." "<i>Oh, Hannah has always been a good girl</i>" +burst from the lips of that sister,—an involuntary tribute to +cheerful, ready obedience, and true excellence of heart. She had +given some little memento of affection to each of the family and +friends, and enjoined upon her brother, who still remains with the +sisters, to "be sure and be kind to them," when she quietly fell +asleep.</p> +<p>Thus died an excellent young woman, Oct. 2d, 1850, aged 24 years +and 8 months. The strength of her trust and the depth of her +Christian experience could be seen in her meek submission to +suffering, in that remarkable patience which allowed not a word of +murmuring to escape her lips through the whole progress of her +disease, and which enabled her to believe that every providence of +God is ordered in perfect wisdom.</p> +<p>Humble in her outward position, her spiritual attainments were +of the most exalted character. The stores of excellence treasured +in her heart were made manifest in the hour of great trial, and the +Christian instruction to which she was accustomed to apply herself, +begat the holiest resignation and the most confident trust.</p> +<p>The fact that this good was in no small degree wrought in the +Sabbath school, should lead the Sabbath school teacher to +understand the dignity and importance of his office, the +opportunities he enjoys for directing the affections of the young +heart, and the necessity of a large measure of Christian attainment +to qualify him for the successful discharge of so great +responsibilities. May the example of our departed sister be +sanctified to the good of all thus employed.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_40" id="RULE4_40"><!-- RULE4 40 --></a> +<h2>THE SABBATH SCHOOL BOYS.</h2> +<p>"What do we go to the Sabbath school for?" asked a little boy of +his companion who was some years older than himself, and who had, +as I discovered by their conversation, attended the school for a +long time, that is, compared with the time which many children, +boys especially, think it of any use to go to the Sabbath school. +Some boys when at the age of twelve or fourteen years, think they +are too old to receive any benefit from Sabbath school instruction. +Hearing the question of this little boy, and observing the look of +intelligence and sincerity in his companion, and being desirous of +knowing what answer would be given, I remained within hearing of +their conversation, and will try to present to the scholars in our +school, through the medium of "Our Gift," the good reasons which he +gave to his little companion, (who was his younger brother,) why he +went to the Sabbath school.</p> +<p><i>Eld. B.</i> I go because I like to go, and I like to go +because I always enjoy myself there better than I do anywhere else. +I find pleasure in the singing, in the prayer, and in the lessons. +The lessons are not hard to learn when I understand them, and the +learning of them is even a pleasant task; for my teacher has a way +of making our lessons interesting to us, in hearing us recite. He +asks us questions about the subject of the lesson before using the +book, and he generally finds some interesting matter relating to +it, and we become so much engaged that the time is gone before we +are aware of it, and we have to stop and wait for the next session +of the school.</p> +<p><i>Young. B.</i> I like the school too, though I have been only +twice. How old was you when you first went to the Sabbath school, +brother?</p> +<p><i>Eld. B.</i> I was seven years old, and I am now fourteen; and +I mean to continue till I am able to take a class myself. I want to +have the pleasure of being a teacher in our school, and I hope soon +to do so, for the school is increasing very fast in numbers. There +are a good many small children coming into the school, and I think +that I shall be wanted, for I observe that there are not male +teachers enough. Sometimes one teacher has to attend to two or more +classes, and the time of a session in the school is not sufficient +to do this with much advantage. What did you learn in twice going +to the school? tell me that, and then we shall know, at least, what +you went to the Sabbath school for.</p> +<p><i>Young. B.</i> I will tell you. After I had said a short +lesson, my teacher gave me a little piece called "The Child's First +Hymn," which she said she found in a paper published in England. It +was published for the children of the Sabbath schools of Old +England. She said it would do for us, the children of New England, +and wished me to learn it.</p> +<p><i>Eld. B.</i> Well, brother, I am sure you have improved the +few times that you have attended the school. Have you learned the +hymn? and how do you like it? Let me hear you repeat it. I should +like to know what the children are taught in the Sabbath schools of +Old England. Will you please to repeat it to me?</p> +<p><i>Young. B</i> I will. I did as well as I could. I have learned +the hymn, and am much pleased with it. I think of it the last thing +when I fall asleep at night, and awake in the morning with it on my +mind. But I will repeat it to you, and you will see that I have not +been to the Sabbath school, though for so short a time, for +nothing.</p> +<p class="poem"><i>The Child's First Hymn.</i></p> +<p class="poem">Listen, Father, to my prayer,<br /> +Guard me with thy tender care;<br /> +Teach a humble child to know,<br /> +The path of duty here below.</p> +<p class="poem">Set a watch upon my heart,<br /> +Lest an evil thought should start;<br /> +Make me gentle, kind and good,<br /> +Through the Savior's cleansing blood.</p> +<p class="poem">All I have, and all I see,<br /> +Ever comes, great God, from thee;<br /> +Help me from my earliest days,<br /> +In thankful hymns to sing thy praise.</p> +<p class="poem">Bless my parents with thy grace,<br /> +On my kindred turn thy face;<br /> +Through the darkness of the night,<br /> +Give me rest till morning bright.</p> +<p class="poem">Teach me day by day thy will,<br /> +With pure love my spirit fill,<br /> +Till I'm fitted for that rest,<br /> +In the mansions of the blest.</p> +<p><i>Eld. B.</i> It is indeed a very pretty hymn, and I am glad +you have learned it so well. I hope you will never forget it. Here +comes my teacher; and as it will be ten minutes before the school +commences, we shall have time for conversation.</p> +<p>Here the teacher drew near and spoke to the boys:—</p> +<p><i>Teach.</i> Good morning, my boys; how do you do, this fine +morning?</p> +<p><i>Eld. B.</i> Good morning, sir; we are well, I thank you.</p> +<p><i>Teach.</i> You are in good season this morning, and I am glad +to see that you are. It is so much better to be before our time, +than to be a little late. We get along so much better with the +business of the school, and have time to converse together. +Besides, to be in school at the opening of the exercises, shows +that you value and wish to improve its privileges.</p> +<p><i>Eld. B.</i> We were talking about the school, and why we go +there. I told my brother that I went because I like to go. Will you +please to tell us the advantages of attendance on the Sabbath +school?</p> +<p><i>Teach.</i> I will, my dear boys, so far as I can. It is well +to know what we are doing, how we are accomplishing our work, and +what is to be the result of our labors.</p> +<p><i>Eld. B.</i> I am very often asked what I learn at the Sabbath +school, and I sometimes answer that I learn what there is in the +Bible, and that my lessons are subjects derived principally from +that book.</p> +<p><i>Teach.</i> You answer rightly so far. You might add, also, +that you learn by the example of others. Do you see punctuality? +You will learn to be punctual. Do you see system in the arrangement +of the school, in the method of instruction, in the library +department, and in the general discipline of the school? You will +be orderly and correct in your deportment.</p> +<p><i>Eld. B.</i> As I am almost old enough to be a teacher, and +desire to take a class as soon as I am wanted, I should like to +know the best way to make my scholars interested in their studies, +so that they will attend and be correct with their lessons.</p> +<p><i>Teach.</i> It is often the case that children feel no +interest or pleasure in the school, because they do not understand +its object. They may recite well, so far as to repeat the words of +the lesson, yet if it be above their capacity, they will not be +benefited.</p> +<p><i>Eld. B.</i> This has been the case with me sometimes. After I +had recited my lesson correctly by the book, I have felt that I did +not know much about it, and did not understand what I had learned +to repeat.</p> +<p><i>Teach</i>. It is of great importance in teaching that the +subject should be presented to the pupil in the simplest form +possible, that he may be profited by his instructions. I read an +anecdote the other day which illustrates this matter, and I will +repeat it to you. "It is related of Dr. Green, of Philadelphia, +that in early life he was one day returning from the services +of the sanctuary, and was accosted by a woman in the humble walks +of life. She found difficulty in understanding him, and took the +liberty of giving her youthful pastor a hint. 'Mr. Green,' says she +'what do you think is the great duty of the shepherd?' 'No doubt, +to feed the flock, madam,' was the reply. 'That is my notion too,' +she added, 'and therefore I think he should not hold the hay so +high that the sheep cannot reach it.' This admonition was kindly +received, in the spirit in which it was given, and had an influence +in making him afterwards 'hold the hay lower.'" This fact should +cause you to see to it, as the old lady did with her pastor, that +your teachers present their instructions in such a form that you +will understand them. The hay may be of very good quality, but it +will give no nourishment to the hungry sheep if it is beyond their +reach; it will not benefit them any more than if it were not +provided at all. So with your lessons. If you do not feel an +interest in them, if they are beyond your reach, they may be of no +benefit to you. No lasting principle is gained, but the whole may +be lost, as the words of the lesson are lost to memory and +forgotten.</p> +<p><i>Eld. B.</i> What are the results of attendance on the Sabbath +school?</p> +<p><i>Teach.</i> That question we answer, partly in faith, and +partly by knowledge. Faith is good;—and we know that our +school is a good school; we know that we enjoy ourselves there; and +we know what is learned there is good. It is there that divine +influences and joyful communions fill with gladness the hour. We +enjoy them, and if we could say no more, we think that this would +be sufficient.</p> +<p><i>Eld. B.</i> That is true.</p> +<p><i>Teach.</i> But that is not all; the results go still further. +They are not confined to the hour passed in the schoolroom. The +scholar is better and happier for having been there. Is it not so +with you?</p> +<p><i>Eld. B.</i> Yes sir; I always feel better when I have been to +the school. When I have said my lesson, conversed upon the subject +of it, and obtained my library book, I am always glad to have been +there.</p> +<p><i>Teach.</i> Your answer is full of hope and promise; for if +you now find your enjoyment in learning the things of the Kingdom +of God, those evil days will never come to you, when you will say +you have no pleasure in them. The Sabbath school scholar who is +prompt in his duty is in a safe path,—one which, while +affording happiness by the way, results in the fulness of joy. To +him the example of Christ is an example of love and goodness, +drawing him to the Father by these divine influences and +attractions. "He sees God, not only as the Creator, but as he is +manifested in the world, by his providence, which shows us that he +not only <i>made</i> the world, but that he <i>makes</i> the world; +that he is the same in the creation of the flowers and streams as +in the creation of storms and tempests; that he is not far off, but +near, ever blessing us with the favors of his parental providence; +that his power is over everything; that motion is his power, for +there can be no motion without mind; that God is present in the +child. It cannot live by bread alone. Communion must be held with +God—spirit with spirit."</p> +<p>It is recorded of our Savior that he was led into the waters, +and was buried in baptism; the Spirit descended upon him; he heard +the encouragement of that voice which proclaimed his Sonship to the +Most High, and in the enjoyment of that holy time he came up from +the river. Then came the tempter; in the strength of the spirit of +the baptism, he resisted the temptation, and was victorious over +all its forms. So with the object and mission of our Sabbath +schools. You are led to the river of divine truth, that you may be +baptized in its pure waters. You are there shown the Father, and we +trust that when you go out into the world, you will, in the +strength of your Sabbath school baptism, resist and overcome all +temptation to wrong, and being always engaged for the right, and +living in the light of the gospel, you will pass through life +undefined; thus may a Christian character be the result of your +attendance on the Sabbath school.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_41" id="RULE4_41"><!-- RULE4 41 --></a> +<h2>FEAR OF DEATH.</h2> +<p>He who rightly understands life, will not fear death, he who has +learned to trust, will never cease to hope. He who always cherishes +a love of right, will never be without God in the world.</p> +<p>Treasures.—Knowledge and virtue are the greatest treasures +in the universe.</p> +<p>Gratitude.—Every faithful Sabbath school teacher has the +unfailing gratitude of his class.</p> +<p>Faith is the eye with which the mind surveys the future.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_42" id="RULE4_42"><!-- RULE4 42 --></a> +<h2>ILL TEMPER.</h2> +<p>It was the season of vacation, when children's minds are given +to play, instead of study. It was during this interval, that a +little girl, whom we will call Jane, came from a neighboring town +to visit one of her school-mates, another little girl, whose name +we will call Emily.</p> +<p>The disposition of Emily was very different from that of Jane. +She was always pleasant and kind, willing to confer favors upon +others, even though she should not receive the same in return. Jane +was ill-tempered, told wrong stories, and did many things which +rendered her a very disagreeable companion. Her parents could see +no fault in her, therefore she was permitted to give way to her +temper, which was the cause of her losing friends and gaining +enemies. When she was in these violent fits of passion she would +accuse her companions of things which would wound their feelings +very much. During vacation, Emily accepted an invitation which had +been given her to spend a few days with Jane.</p> +<p>She enjoyed herself very much while there and invited Jane to +come and see her. Soon after Jane went to visit Emily. The first +part of the time, she enjoyed very much; but as her visit was +drawing to a close, she gave way to a violent fit of temper. She +took this opportunity to relate to Emily many things her parents +said about her after she had left them. She told her that if she +knew what her father and mother said about her, she would never +visit them again. Whether they did talk about her, or whether it +was Jane's ugly temper, that led her to taunt Emily, I do not know. +But it caused Emily to feel very much grieved, because she was not +conscious of having done anything which would cause them to talk +about her. Emily has never visited Jane since, nor has she desired +to. She thinks that those who treat her well when she is present +and talk about her when she is absent, cannot be her true friends. +Thus we see that those who govern their temper, and endeavor to +make themselves pleasant and agreeable, are much more loved and +respected than those who give way to this wicked passion.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_43" id="RULE4_43"><!-- RULE4 43 --></a> +<h2>READING.</h2> +<p>In my experience, both as teacher and scholar, I have observed +among the young those who read a great many books, but at the end +appear but little wiser. They may have a confused and indistinct +recollection of events and characters, and may be able perhaps to +follow out the plan of a story. Out of the mass that they have read +they may have retained a great many facts; but being without +connection or object, they are nearly useless. Bad habits are +formed, their reading is to no purpose, and their time, therefore, +misspent.</p> +<p>I fear there are too few among those whose years should enable +them to understand and appreciate the objects for which we live, +that do appreciate them. There are too many who suppose that +reading is only a very pleasant amusement. They think of printing +as a very ingenious invention, and have no thought higher. They may +look about and see a great deal of misery and unhappiness; but its +alleviation is nothing to them. "The great mission of life" is +something that is very well to be talked of in the pulpit, and +ministers and reformers will accomplish it, no doubt. But life has +no responsibilities for them.</p> +<p>One of our first duties is to seek our own moral and +intellectual culture. Let both these portions of our nature be +cultivated together. Do not separate them, for by so doing both are +threatened with danger. Heart without mind is generally weak, but +mind without heart is always dangerous. Do not suppose because you +have left the schoolroom and no longer have lessons set, and are no +longer reprimanded if they are not committed, that your education +is finished. Rather regard the <i>school</i> as the place where you +shall learn to study, life as your term-time, and consider your +education finished when there is nothing more for you to learn. It +is not necessary that study should be confined to books. Accustom +yourself to study actions and their influences and effects. Public +lectures, conversations, in short, every event of your life, will +present questions, and your own mind, with a little reflection, +will present the answers. If it does not, do not let the fear of +ridicule prevent your asking.</p> +<p>But it is through books, chiefly, that we are to look for +improvement. Every person should appropriate some part of each day +to reading. Young persons should early be taught the advantages of +a method for appropriating their time. Let each duty have its time. +In this way much time is saved. Let the time you appropriate to +reading be one that will be the least liable to interruption. Defer +it not, if it can be avoided, till late in the evening, when you +are wearied with the fatigues of the day.</p> +<p>At the present day, when books are so easily obtained, there is +no need of the excuse of inability to procure them. Circulating +libraries are easy of access,—though caution should be used +in selecting from them,—and each Sabbath school has a library +open for all. There has been much said, and much written about +books of fiction, whether they may be read with safety by the +young. Fiction as such need not be condemned, though works of +fiction should be sparingly read. But if read at all, let them be +selected by persons of experience. There is much in the current +fiction of the day that is pernicious and unfit for +publication.</p> +<p>But if we set aside the light reading, there are standard works +enough to furnish reading for one generation. The better newspapers +of the day should be carefully read. The newspapers of this week +are the history of the world for this week. In each particular +branch of literature there are books without number, not only +worthy of perusal, but deserving of careful study. In history we +have Rollin, Hume, Smollet, Prescott, Macaulay, and Robertson. +Philosophy, theology, and science, each in its turn, brings names +as illustrious.</p> +<p>But there is one book above all others. Never complain for want +of reading while we have such historians as Moses, poets before +whom Shakspeare dwindles into insignificance, philosophers of a +higher and holier school, and truths that exceed the most +astonishing fictions. Where has Scott a heroine that can compare +with Ruth? Grand as are the beauties of the Bible, life-giving as +is its wisdom, and imperishable as are its truths, it is too +frequently left unread.</p> +<p>As a general thing, too much is read; more than can be well +retained. One page well read is more beneficial than a whole volume +merely glanced over. Never read the second line until the first is +fully understood. Make the author's sentiments your own. In reading +history it is highly important you should have a clear idea of the +locality where the events occurred. I have found by experience that +the best method deeply to impress what I have read, is to have at +hand writing materials, and after each reading write out as fully +as possible whatever new idea has been presented. But in all that +you read, keep in view the great object of your +reading,—<i>Self Improvement</i>.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_44" id="RULE4_44"><!-- RULE4 44 --></a> +<h2>A SABBATH SCHOOL EXCURSION.</h2> +<p class="poem">The morning breaks. A hundred voices rise,<br /> +In shouts of gladness echoing to the skies.<br /> +The happy time draws near, the day is fair,<br /> +To festive scenes and rural joys repair.<br /> +Bright expectation gleams from every face,<br /> +And lighter footsteps bend with eager pace;<br /> +Children and parents, pastor, people, all<br /> +With one accord obey the welcome call;<br /> +And hand in hand, along the path they wind,<br /> +As heart responds to heart a greeting kind,<br /> +To hold in verdant temples high and broad,<br /> +Commune with Nature and with Nature's God.<br /> +Far from the city's worn and narrow streets,<br /> +To sunny slopes embowered by Nature's sweets,<br /> +How blest the change; to breathe the scented air,<br /> +Steals for the moment every sense of care,<br /> +Its healing powers to all new life impart,<br /> +Expand the mind and elevate the heart.<br /> +But now arrived at the appointed place,—<br /> +A rural spot adorned with every grace,<br /> +Which Nature from her bounties could bestow,<br /> +To make the world a paradise below,—<br /> +Our party pause a moment to reflect;<br /> +Then towards a path their several steps direct,<br /> +Which leads the way to some sequestered seat,<br /> +Secured by foliage from the noonday heat;<br /> +Or to the various sports their tastes incline,<br /> +Where art and nature, toil and skill combine<br /> +To give to all a welcome warm and kind,<br /> +That every weary heart sweet rest may find.<br /> +Here a few friends in social cheer are met,<br /> +Discoursing topics which such scenes beget;<br /> +And there a crowd, intent on sports more gay,<br /> +In lively measure tread the hours away.<br /> +Some roam in groups through fields and meadows green,<br /> +And laden with the fragrant spoils are seen,<br /> +Bedecked with crowns from Flora's own fair hand,<br /> +A radiant company from Fairy-land.<br /> +Apart from this another group behold,<br /> +A burden sweet their little arms unfold—<br /> +Lilies, fit emblem, when by childhood twined,<br /> +Of purity and innocence combined.<br /> +But hark! what sound is pealing through the air?<br /> +A summons from their sports to join in prayer;<br /> +Come one and all, your voices mingle here,<br /> +To bless His presence who is ever near.<br /> +From east and west they come, from south and north,<br /> +From every path and thicket issuing forth,<br /> +Till all together seated once again,<br /> +The songs of worship and of praise begin.<br /> +Up to the throne of Heaven their prayers ascend,<br /> +Together rich and poor their voices blend;<br /> +While with their songs unite the feathered choir,<br /> +With gratitude each spirit to inspire,<br /> +Till hill and valley echo all around,<br /> +And "God's first temples" with His praise resound.<br /> +And look! for now again the scene is changed;<br /> +A group before that rustic altar ranged,<br /> +With bended knee the throne of grace implore,<br /> +On infant heads its showers of love to pour;<br /> +That infant tongues may lisp the praise of God,<br /> +To guide their feet in paths by Jesus trod.<br /> +Sure, angels hallow scenes like this below,<br /> +And holy spirits at that altar bow,<br /> +Like winged messengers from Heaven, to bear<br /> +These offerings, and ever guard them there,<br /> +That every bud of promise reared below,<br /> +May bloom in Heaven, and to perfection grow.<br /> +But fast in scenes like this the day is spent;<br /> +Again toward home their weary steps are bent.<br /> +Weary with pleasure, they reluctant go,<br /> +Once more the toils and cares of earth to know:<br /> +But purified, and strengthened for the strife<br /> +Of labor, and the busy scenes of life;<br /> +While the remembrance of those happy hours<br /> +Shall deck the barren path of toil with flowers;<br /> +And praying each that as the years roll on,<br /> +Laden with pleasures soon forever gone,<br /> +Each year shall bring but added virtues forth,<br /> +And leave behind the impress of their worth;<br /> +Till every heart to innocence be tuned,<br /> +Nor sinful pleasures ever dare intrude,<br /> +To mar the image God has made and blest,<br /> +With means of pleasure, happiness and rest;<br /> +That all may find, in holy joys and pure,<br /> +Relief from care, for every sorrow cure;<br /> +And live to be in holy pleasures blest,<br /> +Till earthly toil is changed for heavenly rest.</p> +<hr /> +<a name="RULE4_45" id="RULE4_45"><!-- RULE4 45 --></a> +<h2>CHRIST AND DUTY.</h2> +<p>It is profitable for us to meditate on such a character as +Christ's, if by dwelling upon it we become even in one respect like +him. The more we know of him, the more we shall love him; for his +character is love. We should imitate the example of Mary, who was +first at the door of the sepulchre where Jesus was laid. She had +great love for him, and her faith in him was as strong as her love. +She was not a stranger to the miracles which he performed while +here on earth. She had seen him, and she knew that in him +perfection dwelt. So we should try to be first in doing any act of +kindness or benevolence, not in a spirit of unholy emulation, but +from a love of doing good. By cultivating this spirit we shall be +happy in life, and prepared for death. We shall be far happier than +those who seek worldly honors; and more than all, we shall leave a +name behind us more precious than fame or wealth can bestow. When I +was young as are many of you to whom I am now speaking, I had not +the privilege of worshipping God as we now do. I was taught that a +greater part of the human family will be destroyed, and will have +no part in the heavenly kingdom. But thanks be to God that he has +now opened the eyes of many to see him a Father to the fatherless, +and a sure help in time of need. When such thoughts take possession +of the heart, we view him in his true character.</p> +<p>In order to serve him as we ought, we should commence in youth. +Christ said, "they that seek me early shall find me." The whole +life is short, if happily spent in his service. We have every +encouragement to trust wholly in his kind care and keeping, for his +watchful eye is ever over us. If you seek Christ in youth, nothing +will be lost, but much will be gained. When I look back upon the +early days of my life, I regard them as lost to the true service of +Christ. It was impressed upon my young mind, that God was filled +with anger and wrath; and still I was told that I must love him +with my whole heart. I am sorry to say it, but I fear I had no true +love for him at that time. If the path in which I have walked has +been desolate and dreary, I do not desire that others should walk +in it. If God is seen in his true loveliness, the young, as well as +the old, will love his holy name.</p> +<p>In this regard, I think much good can be done in the Sabbath +school, and many profitable and lasting impressions may be made +upon the young mind. I cannot think we meet together every Sabbath +in vain. The blessing of God will surely rest upon us, and we shall +be profited by our assemblings. We must not be forgetful of God, +for he is not forgetful of us. When we lie down on our pillow at +night, we ought not to close our eyes to sleep without thanking him +for his kind care of us through the day; and in the morning we +should thank him for his watchful care through the night.</p> +<p>In time of sorrow and trouble we at once fly to him. This is +right; but still it is our duty and privilege to call on him in +time of prosperity as well as in time of adversity, never +forgetting to seek his divine blessing. Without this we cannot +enjoy life, or be prepared for death. And when the days on earth +are all passed, and we are called to lay ourselves on the bed of +death, if we can but look back upon a life well spent, it will +smooth the pillow of pain, and make even death itself sweet.</p> +<p>Salvation is the right direction of all one's powers and +activities.</p> +<p>Hope is the sunshine of the soul.</p> + +<div>*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 10853 ***</div> +</body> +</html> |