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+*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 11150 ***
+
+GEMS GATHERED IN HASTE:
+A New Year's Gift for Sunday Schools
+
+
+
+                     Dedicated,
+                 As a labor of love,
+               To four Sunday Schools,
+  Each of which will know that it is one of the four
+                 By the initials of
+                   Their friend,
+                                             T.B.F.
+
+
+
+
+A BRIGHT THOUGHT SPEEDILY EXECUTED.
+
+
+It is an excellent rule, no doubt, children, not to be in a hurry; and
+the proverbs, "Take time by the forelock" and "The more haste the
+worse speed," are wise proverbs, worth keeping. But occasions occur,
+once in a while, when working hastily is a great deal better than not
+working at all, and may be working to some purpose too. I remember a
+case of this kind. In a certain town, on the forenoon of July 3, 183-,
+when "Floral Processions" were novel affairs, a company of ladies and
+gentlemen were assembled in a barn-chamber, finishing off and packing
+up a lot of moss baskets, and arranging bunches of flowers to be sent
+to Boston, to the Warren-street Chapel, by the mail coach at 3
+o'clock, P.M. It was about 10 o'clock when one of the party,--suppose
+we call him, for convenience just now, Mr. Perseverance,--who had been
+looking out of the window, down upon a very little garden, suddenly
+turned round, and exclaimed that something might be made prettier than
+any thing they had yet done. He told what it was. "It is impossible to
+do it now. We must wait till next year," said his friends. "Nothing
+like trying: a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush. No time like
+the present," replied Mr. Perseverance, a pertinacious gentleman, who
+wanted to "strike when the iron was hot," and carry out his notion
+without delay. Accordingly, he caught up two sticks, and nailed them
+together, so as to get the right shape. Then he went down town,--the
+town being small, he had not far to go,--begged at the bookstore a few
+"show-bills," containing the letters he needed for patterns; bought a
+sheet of gold paper and half an ounce of gum-arabic, twice as much of
+both as he really wanted; people in a hurry are not apt to calculate
+very nicely, or be very economical, you know. He carried his articles
+back to the barn, and asked a lady to try to cut out a motto he had
+selected, and gum it on a ribbon. "But where shall I get the ribbon?"
+said the lady. "Oh! find it somewhere," said Mr. Perseverance; "and be
+sure and have all ready when I return." There was one spot in the
+woods he remembered visiting months before with a boy in his
+neighborhood, on which grew another material, indispensable to his
+project. He found the lad: they jumped into a chaise; rode two or
+three miles to a grove; and, on searching a few moments, found what
+they were after,--a plant green in mid-winter as well as in summer,
+and prized by everybody who loves Christmas; gathered a bushel of it,
+more or less; and got home again before dinner. Meanwhile, the lady,
+with others to help her, had been busy; and all were wide awake now,
+entering into the spirit of the matter, thinking that the bright idea
+of Mr. Perseverance might possibly be accomplished in season. A
+splendid bunch of pure white lilies, not quite open, was fastened to
+the longest stick, the stems covered with wet paper or moss; then both
+pieces of wood were wound round with thick and rich evergreen, leaving
+the glorious flowers standing out gracefully, and white as the
+new-fallen snow. Next came the motto, in golden letters, on a broad
+white satin ribbon, which Mrs. Perseverance had found: it was the belt
+of her bridal dress, carefully preserved for several years, and now
+devoted to a good cause. The "emblem" was completed and packed just in
+time for the coach. "And what was it?" An evergreen cross, with the
+lilies at the centre; the ribbon hanging as a festoon from the arms,
+and bearing the words--
+
+"_Consider the Lilies_!"
+
+On reaching the city, it was much admired, and attracted a good many
+eyes in the show the next day. I believe there has hardly been a
+"Floral Procession" since, without a similar device; and among the
+banners used at the Warren-street Chapel, is a bright one of silk,
+which has on it the cross and the lilies finely painted.
+
+Now, let me tell you why I have sketched this incident as an
+introduction to the following pages. On the 24th of December, 1850, a
+letter came to me from a friend, asking if I was preparing a tract, as
+in former days, for a New Year's Gift, or if I could help him, his
+brother and sister teachers, in selecting some fit and cheap book for
+all the two hundred children they love to meet every Sunday. At first,
+I only thought of answering that I was sorry to say he must look to
+somebody else for what was wanted. But I did not quite like to do
+this; and, presently remembering the achievement of Mr. Perseverance,
+I said to myself, if he got that cross made in a few hours, why cannot
+a tract be made in a few days? I consulted the printer, and he agreed
+to do all he could. So we went to work immediately, and here are the
+"Gems Gathered in Haste."
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+GEMS GATHERED IN HASTE.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+To show how great evils may be prevented by a little care, and how
+much good a child may do, let me begin with the story of
+
+THE LITTLE HERO OF HAARLEM.
+
+At an early period in the history of Holland, a boy was born in
+Haarlem, a town remarkable for its variety of fortune in war, but
+happily still more so for its manufactures and inventions in peace.
+His father was a _sluicer_,--that is, one whose employment it was to
+open and shut the sluices, or large oak-gates, which, placed at
+certain regular distances, close the entrance of the canals, and
+secure Holland from the danger to which it seems exposed, of finding
+itself under water, rather than above it. When water is wanted, the
+sluicer raises the sluices more or less, as required, as a cook turns
+the cock of a fountain, and closes them again carefully at night;
+otherwise the water would flow into the canals, then overflow them,
+and inundate the whole country; so that even the little children in
+Holland are fully aware of the importance of a punctual discharge of
+the sluicer's duties. The boy was about eight years old, when, one
+day, he asked permission to take some cakes to a poor blind man, who
+lived at the other side of the dyke. His father gave him leave, but
+charged him not to stay too late. The child promised, and set off on
+his little journey. The blind man thankfully partook of his young
+friend's cakes; and the boy, mindful of his father's orders, did not
+wait, as usual, to hear one of the old man's stories; but, as soon as
+he had seen him eat one muffin, took leave of him to return home.
+
+As he went along by the canals, then quite full,--for it was in
+October, and the autumn rains had swelled the waters,--the boy now
+stopped to pull the little blue flowers which his mother loved so
+well; now, in childish gayety, hummed some merry song. The road
+gradually became more solitary; and soon neither the joyous shout of
+the villager, returning to his cottage-home, nor the rough voice of
+the carter, grumbling at his lazy horses, was any longer to be heard.
+The little fellow now perceived that the blue of the flowers in his
+hand was scarcely distinguishable from the green of the surrounding
+herbage, and he looked up in some dismay. The night was falling; not,
+however, a dark winter night, but one of those beautiful, clear,
+moonlight nights, in which every object is perceptible, though not as
+distinctly as by day. The child thought of his father, of his
+injunction, and was preparing to quit the ravine in which he was
+almost buried, and to regain the beach, when suddenly a slight noise,
+like the trickling of water upon pebbles, attracted his attention. He
+was near one of the large sluices, and he now carefully examines it,
+and soon discovers a hole in the wood, through which the water was
+flowing. With the instant perception which every child in Holland
+would have, the boy saw that the water must soon enlarge the hole
+through which it was now only dropping, and that utter and general
+ruin would be the consequence of the inundation of the country that
+must follow. To see, to throw away the flowers, to climb from stone to
+stone till he reached the hole, and to put his finger into it, was the
+work of a moment; and, to his delight, he finds that he has succeeded
+in stopping the flow of the water.
+
+This was all very well for a little while, and the child thought only
+of the success of his device. But the night was closing in, and with
+the night came the cold. The little boy looked around in vain. No one
+came. He shouted--he called loudly--no one answered. He resolved to
+stay there all night; but, alas! the cold was becoming every moment
+more biting, and the poor finger fixed in the hole began to feel
+benumbed, and the numbness soon extended to the hand, and thence
+throughout the whole arm. The pain became still greater, still harder
+to bear; but still the boy moved not. Tears rolled down his cheeks as
+he thought of his father, of his mother, of his little bed, where he
+might now be sleeping so soundly; but still the little fellow stirred
+not, for he knew that did he remove the small slender finger which he
+had opposed to the escape of the water, not only would he himself be
+drowned, but his father, his brothers, his neighbors--nay, the whole
+village. We know not what faltering of purpose, what momentary
+failures of courage, there might have been during that long and
+terrible night; but certain it is, that, at day-break, he was found in
+the same painful position by a clergyman returning from attendance on
+a death-bed, who, as he advanced, thought he heard groans, and,
+bending over the dyke, discovered a child seated on a stone, writhing
+from pain, and with pale face and tearful eyes.
+
+"Boy," he exclaimed, "what are you doing there?"
+
+"I am hindering the water from running out," was the answer, in
+perfect simplicity, of the child, who, during the whole night, had
+been evincing such heroic fortitude and undaunted courage.
+
+--Sharpe's Magazine.
+
+*       *       *       *       *
+
+I copy these verses for two reasons. They teach trust in God; and they
+were written by a gentleman who, I am sure, remembers with pleasure
+when he was a scholar in the Sunday School; the request of whose
+superintendents induced me to make this miniature book.
+
+
+STORM AT SEA.
+
+We were crowded in the cabin;
+  Not a soul would dare to sleep:
+It was midnight on the waters,
+  And a storm was on the deep.
+
+'Tis a fearful thing, in winter
+  To be shattered in the blast,
+And to hear the rattling trumpet
+  Thunder, "Cut away the mast!"
+
+So we shuddered there in silence;
+  For the stoutest held his breath,
+While the hungry sea was roaring,
+  And the breakers talked with Death.
+
+As thus we sat in darkness,
+  Each one busy in his prayers,
+"We are lost!" the captain shouted,
+  As he staggered down the stairs.
+
+But his little daughter whispered,
+  As she took his icy hand,
+"Isn't God upon the ocean
+  Just the same as on the land?"
+
+Then we kissed the little maiden,
+  And we spoke in better cheer,
+And we anchored safe in harbor
+  When the morn was shining clear.
+
+J.T. Fields.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Here are two anecdotes: one for boys, the other for girls. When you
+read the first, remember that all good deeds are not published, and
+cherish always the belief that many kind acts are done which are never
+put in print to be read by everybody.
+
+
+KINDNESS.
+
+This word seldom begins an article in a newspaper, but "cruelty" or
+"murder" more often instead. It is a pleasure to record an act of
+kindness; painful that we have not frequent opportunities. Yet such an
+act made our heart glad, filled it with a new love for our kind, only
+a day or two since. A school-girl, about ten years of age, was
+passing, with a smaller school-girl in her arms, whom she carried with
+much difficulty; for the weather was sultry. Other children were in
+company, with books in their hands. The whole party stopped to rest
+under the shade of a tree. Just then, a gentleman observed the group.
+His attention was particularly attracted by the child, still supported
+by the arm of her friend. "What's the matter, my little Miss?" he
+inquired, in his kind, soft tone. "She's sick, sir," replied the
+friend. "And are you taking her home?" "I'm trying, sir." "How far off
+does she live?" "Down by the Long Bridge." "A mile or more! and you
+would carry her through the hot sun! no shade on the way either!" "I
+must try, sir," answered the school-girl. "No, you must not," said the
+kind gentleman, "it would kill both of you." A carriage passed at this
+moment. A word and a waving arm caused it to draw up to the pavement.
+All the party entered it, and all right merry, except the sick one;
+but even she looked up with a faint smile, fixing her large, tender
+eyes on the face of the stranger. The driver had been instructed fully
+as to his destination, had been paid too, and now drove away. "Poor
+little girl!" said the gentleman to himself, in a low voice. "Good
+bye, sir!" said all the children, in a high tone.
+
+--Washington News.
+
+
+A BRAVE BOY.
+
+An interesting little boy, who could not swim, whilst skating on our
+river on New Year's Day, ran into a large air-hole. He kept himself
+for a time above water: the little boys, all gathered round the
+opening, tried to hand him poles; but the ice continued breaking, and
+he was still floating out of reach. Despair at last seized his heart,
+and was visible in every face around. At this moment, when, exhausted,
+the poor little fellow was about to sink, a brave and generous-hearted
+boy exclaimed, "I cannot stand it, boys!" He wheeled round, made a
+run, and dashed in at the risk of his own life, and seized the little
+boy and swam to the edge of the ice with him: after breaking his way
+to the more solid ice, he succeeded in handing him out to his
+companions, who then assisted him out. In Rome, this act of heroism
+would have insured this brave youth a civic crown. His name is Albert
+Hershbergar.
+
+--Charleston (Va.) Republican.
+
+*     *     *     *     *
+
+I know a little girl who has committed this to memory. Let all little
+girls and boys who read it do the same, and they will have music worth
+listening to in their own hearts.
+
+
+LITTLE CHILDREN, LOVE ONE ANOTHER.
+
+A little girl, with a happy look,
+Sat slowly reading a ponderous book,
+All bound with velvet and edged with gold,
+And its weight was more than the child could hold;
+Yet dearly she loved to ponder it o'er,
+And every day she prized it more;
+For it said, and she looked at her smiling mother,--
+It said, "Little children, love one another."
+
+She thought it was beautiful in the book,
+And the lesson home to her heart she took;
+She walked on her way with a trusting grace,
+And a dove-like look in her meek young face;
+Which said, just as plain as words could say,
+"The Holy Bible I must obey:
+So, mamma, I'll be kind to my darling brother;
+For 'little children must love each other.'
+
+I'm sorry he's naughty, and will not play;
+But I'll love him still, for I think the way
+To make him gentle and kind to me
+Will be better shown if I let him see
+I strive to do what I think is right;
+And thus, when I kneel in prayer to-night,
+I will clasp my hands around my brother,
+And say, 'Little children, love one another.'"
+
+The little girl did as her Bible taught,
+And pleasant indeed was the change it wrought;
+For the boy looked up in glad surprise,
+To meet the light of her loving eyes:
+His heart was full,--he could not speak;
+But he pressed a kiss on his sister's cheek;
+And God looked down on that happy mother
+Whose "little children loved each other."
+
+--Bath Paper.
+
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+The two next pieces ought to go together. They resemble each other,
+not only in their subjects, but in their beauty also. I hardly know
+which is the most interesting.
+
+
+THE SISTER'S GRAVE.
+
+At Smyrna, the burial-ground of the Americans, like that of the
+Moslems, is removed a short distance from the town, is sprinkled with
+green trees, and is a favorite resort not only with the bereaved, but
+with those whose feelings are not thus darkly overcast. I met there
+one morning a little girl with a half-playful countenance, busy blue
+eye, and sunny locks, bearing in one hand a small cup of china, and in
+the other a wreath of fresh flowers. Feeling a very natural curiosity
+to know what she could do with these bright things, in a place that
+seemed to partake so much of sadness, I watched her light motions.
+Reaching a retired grave, covered with a plain marble slab, she
+emptied the seed, which it appeared the cup contained, into the slight
+cavities which had been scooped out in the corners of the level
+tablet, and laid the wreath on its pure face. "And why," I inquired,
+"my sweet child, do you put the seed in those little bowls there?" "It
+is to bring the birds here," she replied with a half-wondering look:
+"they will light on this tree," pointing to the cypress above, "when
+they have eaten the seed, and sing." "To whom do they sing?" I asked:
+"to you or to each other?" "Oh! no," she quickly replied, "to my
+sister: she sleeps here." "But your sister is dead?" "Oh! yes, sir;
+but she hears the birds sing." "Well, if she does hear the birds sing,
+she cannot see that wreath of flowers." "But she knows I put it there;
+I told her, before they took her away from our house, I would come and
+see her every morning." "You must" I continued, "have loved that
+sister very much; but you will never talk with her any more, never see
+her again." "Yes, sir," she replied, with a brightened look, "I shall
+see her always in heaven." "But she has gone there already, I trust."
+"No, she stops under this tree till they bring me here, and then we
+are going to heaven together." "But she has gone already, my child:
+you will meet her there, I hope; but certainly she is gone, and left
+you to come afterward." She cast to me a look of inquiring
+disappointment, and the tears came to her eyes.
+
+Oh! yes, my sweet child, be it so,
+  That, near the cypress-tree,
+Thy sister sees those eyes o'erflow,
+  And fondly waits for thee;
+That still she hears the young birds sing,
+  And sees the chaplet wave,
+Which every morn thy light hands bring,
+  To dress her early grave;
+And in a brighter, purer sphere,
+  Beyond the sunless tomb,
+Those virtues that have charmed us here
+  In fadeless life shall bloom.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+THE LITTLE FLOWER-GARDEN.
+
+In yonder village burying-place,
+  With briers and weeds o'ergrown,
+I saw a child, with beauteous face,
+  Sit musing all alone.
+
+Without a shoe, without a hat,
+  Beside a new-raised mound,
+The little Willie pensive sat,
+  As if to guard the ground.
+
+I asked him why he lingered thus
+  Within that gray old wall.
+"Because," said he, "it is to us
+  The dearest place of all."
+
+"And what," said I, "to one so young,
+  Can make the place so dear?"
+"Our mother," said the lisping tongue,--
+  They laid our mother here.
+
+And since they made it mother's lot,
+  We like to call it ours:
+We took it for our garden-spot,
+  And planted it with flowers.
+
+We know 'twas here that she was laid;
+  And yet they tell us, too,
+She's now a happy angel made,
+  To live where angels do.
+
+Then she will watch us from above,
+  And smile on us, to know
+That here her little children love
+  To make sweet flowerets grow.
+
+My sister Anna's gone to take
+  Her supper, and will come,
+With quickest haste that she can make,
+  To let me run for some.
+
+We do not leave the spot alone,
+  For fear the birds will spy
+The places where the seeds were sown,
+  And catch them up and fly.
+
+We love to have them come and feed,
+  And sing and flit about;
+Yet not where we have dropped the seed,
+  To find and pick it out.
+
+But now the great round yellow sun
+  Is going down the west;
+And soon the birds will every one
+  Be home, and in the nest.
+
+Then we to rest shall go home too;
+  And while we're fast asleep,
+Amid the darkness and the dew,
+  Perhaps the sprouts will peep.
+
+And, when our plants have grown so high
+  That leaves are on the stem,
+We'll call the pretty birdies nigh,
+  And scatter crumbs for them.
+
+For mother loved their songs to hear,
+  To watch them on the wing:
+She'll love to know they still come near
+  Her little ones, and sing."
+
+"Heaven shield thee, precious child!" methought,
+  "And sister Annie too!
+And may your future days be fraught
+  With blessings ever new!"
+
+Hanna F. Gould
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+This is a true story. A little girl received it in a letter from a
+very dear friend before it was printed.
+
+
+THE FEATHER BRUSH.
+
+So, my dear little friend, you wish for an answer to your letter, and
+could not understand that the little feather brush I sent you was a
+reply to your loving remembrance, just as if I had written one with
+pen and ink. But you were a kind and loving child to transfer the gift
+to little Julia, in your pity for her tears. I hope it soothed her
+troubled heart, and dried her blue eyes; and you now shall have,
+instead, the story which those soft feathers were sent to tell.
+
+One evening last summer, Miss L---- came home from one of her rides,
+with a large basket closely covered; and what do you think it
+contained? Why, a great anxious mother-hen, all tawny-colored and
+white, with thirteen downy little chickens, who were frightened
+enough, and wondering where in the wide world they were. We made a
+house for them in the green meadow, of a barrel turned upside down;
+and they all crept under their mother's wing, and went to sleep. But,
+lo! a great storm came in the night, such a pouring rain, such a
+blowing gale,--we really feared the tiny things would be drowned! But
+a kind neighbor put on his big coat, and went to their rescue. He put
+them all together in the basket again, and brought it into the
+kitchen, where they got thoroughly warm and dry; after which, they
+were taken out to the barn, where they lived a few days very
+comfortably. Then one of them disappeared, we never knew where; and
+another lamed herself in some way, and, notwithstanding all our care,
+she died. But the rest grew up, a healthy and obedient little family,
+always ready to eat, and so quick to run with their tiny feet, when
+any one appeared at the door, that it was very funny to see them.
+
+Another day, Miss L---- brought home two large chickens; one of them
+with a long neck, and a beautiful black crest upon her head, and a
+dress of black feathers softer than velvet. Her we named Donna:
+sometimes we call her Bella Donna. The other was dressed in white
+feathers, some of them tipped with glossy black and brown, but many of
+them pure white. She was named Luca. They were shut together for a few
+days, until they began to feel at home; then they were set free to
+scratch in the barn-yard, and get acquainted with the neighbors'
+fowls, when we began to see how different they were in character as
+well as dress. Donna holds her head very high, and pays no attention
+to any other hens; runs away from us, when we invite her to dinner, no
+matter how nice it is; and never will get acquainted, all we can do.
+But Luca we love as we should a gentle, timid little girl. Sometimes,
+when we open the door, there she stands patiently waiting, and looks
+up at us with her bright eye so pleasantly, that we must stop, if ever
+so busy, and feed her. Occasionally we hear a gentle sound on the
+door-step, which we all know; then some one is sure to exclaim,
+"There's Luca," and run to get her something nice to eat. The little
+chickens, with Mater their mother, all come rushing, tapping,
+perching, chirping at the door, and tease and tap-tap and "yip-p
+yip-p" until we quite weary of them. If the door stands open, they fly
+up the steps, walk in, look round the room, and pick up any thing they
+can find, until we send them away. The moment their tin pan appears,
+they are all in a flying huddle, tumble over each other, fly to the
+pan, to our shoulders, or anywhere, to get the first mouthful. Old
+Mater is ravenous and impolite as the rest, except that she always
+waits for her children to get a few mouthfuls first; but not another
+hen or chicken must come near them. Luca, patient gentle Luca, often
+stands and waits modestly behind; and, if she gets nothing, makes a
+little mournful sound,--that is all.
+
+Some _flocks_ of russet, black and brown hens, crowers, and chickens,
+who live close by, are a great annoyance to Mater, and to all of us.
+They come shooting into the yard like little steam-engines, and snatch
+all they can of the dinner to which they were not invited; and, if
+driven away a dozen times, rush back, the first chance, to get and
+devour all they can. Why, they have been into the house, and eaten a
+pie which was set to cool, pecked at the apples, Pony's oats, and any
+thing they could find to eat! What would you have said then? Even
+Mater's _children_ never did such impertinent things, hungry as they
+always are. One white chicken about their size, a naughty-looking
+little thing, with her head always down, left her own mother, and
+would come dashing in as if she belonged among them; but Mater and her
+little ones always found her out, and sent her away.
+
+One day we thought we would name the eleven chickens, as Mater could
+not name them herself; and, since then, we know them each and all, and
+just how they behave. Annie and Mary are two sober-looking little
+creatures, in quakerish feathers of drab and grey. Nat is a white
+crower, with beautiful soft feathers, and a long graceful black tail.
+Louise has a shaded dress of grey and white, and is almost as modest
+and gentle as Luca. Hannah is a little bantam, with tufted head and
+large eyes, the smallest but the sprightliest of the family: she
+always tumbles in amongst the rest, and gets the first taste of every
+thing; and her mother allows her to do it. One of them, named Lise, a
+white one, came in the other morning, just as we had finished
+breakfast; and, seeing many things spread out to eat, she flew up to
+the back of a chair, and, perching herself there, surveyed the whole
+table, and was very unwilling to get down. At length, getting a little
+alarmed at our efforts to teach her better, she pounced directly down
+amidst the cups and dishes, putting her foot into a saucer of tea, and
+making a great commotion in her fright. Two, named George and John,
+are trying to learn to crow. Little Mary hears the large hens cackle,
+and you would laugh loud to hear her try to imitate them. They are
+having warm, new dresses made for them; so they let the summer ones
+blow about in the breeze for any little girls who want them,
+particularly kind and neat and useful little maidens, who love to dust
+their mother's books, picture frames, and flower baskets.
+
+If I can send you another brush, my little friend, you must imagine
+neat little Louise, Annie and Mary, gentle Luca and handsome Donna,
+sending their best love and kind wishes, and inviting you to come some
+summer's day, to see them eat their dinner, and run about with them in
+the green meadows. So, my darling, good bye. Perhaps, before you come
+to see us, Luca may be a little mother, with a brood of pretty downy
+children, following all around her.
+
+Kisses and love from your friend,
+F. E. H.
+
+(From the "Child's Friend.")
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+If any child wishes to know how to be neat and orderly, here, to teach
+them, is the example of
+
+
+LITTLE PINK.
+
+On a swinging little shelf
+  Were some pretty little books;
+  And I reckoned from their looks,
+That the darling little elf,
+    Whose they were,
+Was the careful, tidy girl,
+With her auburn hair a-curl.
+
+In a little chest of drawers,
+  Every thing was nice and prim,
+  And was always kept so trim,
+That her childish little stores,
+    Books or toys,
+In good order could be found,--
+Never careless thrown around.
+
+And she laid her bonnet by,
+  When she hastened home from school;
+  For it was her constant rule,--
+And she was resolved to try,
+    School or home,
+How to prove the saying true,--
+"Order in all things you do."
+
+When she put away her shawl,
+  Nicely laying by her book,
+  She had only once to look
+_In its place_ to find her doll
+    Snugly there:
+She could shut her smiling eyes,
+Sure to find her pretty prize.
+
+See her books,--how clean they are!
+  Corners not turned down, I know!
+  There's a marker, made to show
+In her lessons just how far.
+    Dog-eared books
+Are a certain sign to me
+That the girl must careless be.
+
+She's as tidy as a pink!
+  Clean and neat, and gentle too!
+  If you take her actions through,
+Just the same, I know, you'll think.
+    School or home,
+    Tasks or play,
+    Books or toys,
+    Every way,
+Order keeps this loving girl,
+With her auburn hair a-curl.
+
+Friend of Youth.
+
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+What boy or girl in the Sunday School has not heard of Grace Darling?
+Are not these two women, whose noble deeds are told below, worthy to
+be called her sister-spirits?
+
+
+THE HEROINE OF PILLAU.
+
+A most interesting story is told, in a late German paper, of a
+remarkable woman in Pillau, Prussia, whose heroism of character
+certainly rises into the gigantic, or whose intrepidity, to say the
+least, appears to be unprecedented. This woman, by a truly generous
+daring, is the widow of a seaman, with whom, for upwards of twenty
+years, she made long voyages; and, since his death, she has devoted
+her life, for his memory's sake, to the noble and perilous task of
+carrying aid to the drowning. Her name is Katherine Klenfoldt.
+Whenever a storm arises, whether by day or night, she embarks in her
+boat, and quits the harbor in search of ship-wrecks. At the age of
+forty-seven, she has already rescued upwards of three hundred
+individuals from certain death. The population of Pillau venerate her
+as something holy, and the seamen look upon her as their
+guardian-angel. All heads are uncovered as she passes along the
+street. The Prussian and several other governments have sent her their
+medals of civil merit: the municipality of Pillau has conferred on her
+the freedom of her town. She possesses an athletic figure and great
+strength, seeming to be furnished by nature in view of a capacity to
+go through wild scenes and high deeds. Her physiognomy is somewhat
+masculine, with the expression softened by a look of gentleness and
+goodness.
+
+
+A GENUINE PHILANTHROPIST.
+
+The island of Rona is a small and very rocky spot of land, lying
+between the isle of Skye and the main land of Applecross, and is well
+known to mariners for the rugged and dangerous nature of the coast.
+There is a famous place of refuge at the north-western extremity,
+called the "Muckle Harbor," of very difficult access, however; which,
+strange to say, is easier to be entered at night than during the day.
+At the extremity of this hyperborean solitude is the residence of a
+poor widow, whose lonely cottage is called the "light-house," from the
+fact that she uniformly keeps a lamp burning in her little window at
+night. By keeping this light, and the entrance to the harbor open, a
+small vessel may enter with the greatest safety. During the silent
+watches of the night, the widow may be seen, like "Norma of the Fitful
+Head," trimming her little lamp with oil, being fearful that some
+misguided and frail bark may perish through her neglect; and for this
+she receives no manner of remuneration--it is pure, unmingled
+philanthropy. The poor woman's kindness does not rest even there; for
+she is unhappy till the benumbed and shivering mariner comes ashore to
+share her little board, and recruit himself at her cheerful and
+glowing fire, and she can seldom be prevailed upon to take any reward.
+She has saved more lives than Davy's belt, and thousands of pounds to
+the under-writers. This poor creature, in her younger days, witnessed
+her husband struggling with the waves, and swallowed up by the
+remorseless billow, "in sight of home and friends who thronged to
+save." This circumstance seems to have prompted her present devoted
+and solitary life, in which her only enjoyment is in doing good.
+
+*       *       *       *       *
+
+Here is a pretty piece. It was written, thirty-four years ago, by a
+class-mate and friend; but it sounds "as good as new." If he should
+happen to see it here, he will, I know, excuse the alteration of two
+lines, which, though quite proper for college-boys studying Latin and
+Greek, are not quite proper for children in a Christian Sunday School.
+
+
+THE RAIN-DROP AND THE POET.
+
+Come, tell me, little noisy friend,
+  That knockest at my pane,
+Whence is thy being? Where dost end,
+  Thou little drop of rain?
+
+  I come from the deep,
+  Where the dark waves sleep,
+And their beauty ever the sea-pearls keep;
+  I go to the brow
+  Of the mountain-snow,
+And trickle again to the depths below.
+
+But, wanderer, how didst win thy way
+  From caverns of the sea?
+Did not thy sisters say thee nay,
+  Sweet harbinger of glee?
+
+  With his far-darting flame,
+  The Day-king came,
+And bore me away in a cloudy frame;
+  And I sailed in the air,
+  Till the zephyrs bare
+Me hither to hear thy minstrel-prayer.
+
+And why dost change that tiny form,
+  Thou sweetest ocean-child?
+Why art the snow in winter-storm,
+  The rain in summer mild?
+
+  The breath from above
+  Of Him who is Love,
+In the snow and the rain-storm bids me to rove,
+  Lest the young-budding earth
+  Be destroyed in the birth,
+And Famine insult over Plenty and Mirth.
+
+ And wilt thou, little one, bestow
+  The minstrel's small request?
+Wilt come when cares of earth below
+  Press on his aching breast?
+
+  'Tis the minstrel's own
+  To kneel at the throne
+Of Him who reigns in the heavens alone;--
+  The grief of the soul
+  'Tis His to control,
+Who bids in the azure the planets roll.
+
+His couch when balmy slumber flies,
+  In watches of the night,
+Wilt, soother, come, and close his eyes,
+  And make his sorrows light?
+
+  I cannot come
+  From my sea-deep home,
+Whene'er I list on the earth to roam:
+  Who rules in the form
+  Of the ocean-storm
+His will must the rain-drop, too, perform.
+
+ Thy gentle prattle at the pane
+  Makes timorous Fancy smile:
+ Then let me hear that tender strain;
+  Blithe charmer, stay a while.
+
+  No: I cannot delay,
+  But must quickly away
+Where the rills in the valley my coming stay;
+  I haste to the dell
+  Where the wild-flowers dwell,
+Then "Peace to thee, minstrel," is the rain-drop's farewell.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+The poetry and prose you have been reading, children, thus far was
+most of it selected, when I was invited to a beautiful celebration,
+with some account of which you will be glad, I am sure, to have me
+close my collection. It was on
+
+
+CHRISTMAS EVENING AT THE PITTS-STREET CHAPEL,
+
+A very neat chapel, where Rev. Mr. Winkley, one of the Ministers at
+Large, preaches. On this occasion a platform was built up in front of
+the pulpit: most of the centre pews were filled with happy-looking
+boys and girls, and the rest of the room, even to the aisles, quite
+crowded with grown-up men and women. After the singing of two hymns by
+the children, and a prayer, a gentleman made a short address, telling
+how much better was the religion of the Jews than the religion of the
+Heathen. Then was spoken in a very pleasant way the following
+
+
+
+DIALOGUE--PART I.
+
+
+RACHEL, _a Jewess._--REBECCA, _Sister of Rachel._--EUDORA, _a
+Heathen._--JEZEBEL, _a Messenger._--RUTH, _friend of Rachel and
+Rebecca._
+
+_Eudora._ Rachel!
+
+_Rachel._ Eudora! welcome, thrice welcome, to Jerusalem.
+
+_Eudora._ Right glad am I, Rachel, to be once more by your side. The
+sun has not shone so brightly, nor the birds sung so sweetly, since
+you bade me farewell at my father's; and every moment has increased my
+desire to be with you again.
+
+_Rachel._ You have well done that you have come to me. And though I
+was not conscious of robbing your lovely home of its brightness, yet
+sure I am the remembrance of your true kindness and tender friendship
+has been to me ever since an increase of sunshine and song; and, now
+that you have come to me, the very temple itself shall look more
+beautiful, and the songs of David catch a new inspiration.
+
+_Eudora._ Still faithful, I see, to your temple and Jehovah; and so
+may it ever be! But I trust you have more respect for the gods I
+worship, and will not, as of yore, pronounce them false.
+
+_Rachel._ Sorry should I be to pain a true heart, and, most of all,
+that of my much-loved guest; but, still I _must_ say, the gods that
+you worship are no gods. There is but one God, and that is Jehovah.
+
+_Eudora._ As I came near Jerusalem, I remembered your earnest words on
+that subject,--as what that you ever uttered have I forgotten? I
+remembered, too, how nearly out of patience I often felt with you for
+claiming your god to be the only God; and, so as I drew near, I felt a
+desire to know him better. It being a time of worship in the temple, I
+went with a Jewish friend of mine up the hill, and entered the outer
+court, called, I believe, the Court of the Gentiles. And, verily, I
+saw _no_ god there. Perchance he was in the temple itself.
+
+_Rachel._ Yes, in the holy of holies: in the farther apartment of that
+building which you saw rising amid all the courts, he dwells.
+
+_Eudora._ I imagined that was his abode. But wherein differs your
+worship from ours? You have a temple; so have we. You have priests
+clothed in sacred robes; so have we. You have altars and sacrifices;
+so have we. You have an oracle and prophets; so have we. You go up to
+the dwelling-place of your God to worship and offer sacrifices; so do
+we. Wherein, then, do we differ?
+
+_Rachel._ If in nothing else, Eudora, yet in this: we have but _one_
+temple and one God for our nation; you have many. And again, you
+worship the work of men's hands,--images of wood and stone, that can
+neither see nor feel.
+
+_Rebecca (coming forward--Jezebel approaches)._ My heart is moved
+within me; and though my sister, in her joy of seeing her friend, has
+left me standing apart, yet your voice has drawn me to you.
+
+_Eudora._ Surely the sister of my friend shall be my sister: would
+that I could say her God shall be my God!
+
+_Rebecca._ Even so may it be!
+
+_Eudora._ And my gods hers!
+
+_Rebecca._ But that is impossible.
+
+_Eudora._ Why? Because, as she says, we have images for gods! But this
+is not so. Is Jupiter the thunderer confined to an image? or is Juno
+or any other deity? Have we not many images of all the gods in many
+places, and are they not in them all? Do not our armies go forth to
+war, and is not Jupiter with them and Mars also? These images are but
+_reminders_ of the gods, as my father's statue is of him.
+
+_Rebecca._ 'Tis true these many images and temples may not hold your
+gods more than our synagogues hold Jehovah; but as great an error is
+yours. You worship what has no existence; your gods are creatures of
+fancy. Your gods, too, are of various character, and not always
+agreed. This goodly world is not the patch-work of many and different
+gods, but of one designing mind,--one executing power; and that one,
+Jehovah.
+
+_Eudora._ Your sister, in many hours of precious intercourse, has
+almost persuaded me to believe in but one God; but why, if there be
+but one, may not that one be our Jupiter, known as the father of gods
+and men, as well as your Jehovah?
+
+_Jezebel_ (To Eudora). _Because he is not._ (To Rachel and Rebecca).
+Why do you talk with that stupid Heathen? You might as well convince a
+Samaritan dog. I have waited here with a message from David since the
+fifth hour, and all to be contaminated with idolatrous breath.
+
+_Rachel._ Why, Jezebel, do you not remember what the wise Solomon has
+said: "He that is slow to anger is better than the mighty, and he that
+ruleth his spirit than he that taketh a city;" or Moses' commands
+concerning the stranger and hospitality?
+
+_Jezebel._ Well, prate not to me, daughter of Eliab; for I need it
+not. Tell me if you have fulfilled the mission given you this day, and
+what answer I shall make.
+
+_Rachel._ I have. Ye only need say, "It is well." _[Jezebel departs
+impatiently.]_ (_To Eudora._) Be not moved by our neighbor's unkind
+manners. Did she love Jehovah, she would not thus do.
+
+_Eudora._ And is Jehovah careful about _these_ things?
+
+_Rachel._ Yes: every act is noticed by him; every heart is his desire;
+and herein he differs from all imaginary gods. Jupiter sits apart, and
+simply _rules_ the nations. Jehovah loves the children he has created,
+and is careful about their least concerns. He desires their love in
+return. Your gods demand conduct and sacrifices injurious and
+degrading. Jehovah's every word is for his people's prosperity.
+
+_Eudora._ And you are like your god. Your patient doing of right in
+the past comes to me; and this, with your kindness to the unfeeling
+and abusive Jezebel, has convinced me more, if possible, than your
+arguments. Surely I see that it was such a god that I desired to
+worship in Jupiter. If this be found alone in your god, then does my
+heart move me to say, Jehovah, He is God, and there is none else. Oh!
+may I not be mistaken!
+
+_Rachel._ Trust in Jehovah, and thou shalt not err.
+
+_Rebecca._ Rejoice in Jehovah, and thou shalt be glad for ever.
+
+_Ruth (calling)._ Rachel!
+
+_Rachel._ I come. (_To Eudora._) Let us hasten; for we have long
+tarried, and many wait to welcome you. _(Singing heard._) Hark! they
+are singing one of the songs of David: let us go join them.
+
+
+
+At the close of the dialogue, the cxxxvi. Psalm was chanted; and then
+another gentleman described the erroneous notions which the Jews had
+of the expected Messiah. His remarks were succeeded by
+
+
+
+DIALOGUE.--PART II.
+
+
+ANNA, MARTHA, SALOME, MARY, _of Jerusalem._ MIRIAM, LEAH, _of
+Bethlehem._
+
+_Mary (coming with Salome to Martha)._ Martha, I have been seeking,
+and am glad that I have found you; but why do you weep?
+
+_Martha._ We may do nothing else now, and the meeting with others
+seems to be the signal for fresh floods of tears.
+
+_Salome._ I may not ask the cause of your grief; for my own soul
+replies it is the common grief,--our nation's bondage.
+
+_Martha._ Yes, we are slaves; that only thought haunts me; the chosen
+people of Jehovah in subjection to the idolatrous Roman.
+
+_Salome._ Where now is the might of David? where the glory of Solomon?
+Surely Miriam's song may be turned upon ourselves; for the enemy "hath
+triumphed gloriously," and we are laid in the dust.
+
+_Mary._ Let us not, however, despond too much. Jehovah will not always
+chide. The Roman sway shall have an end.
+
+_Martha._ I know that Messiah cometh, and he will restore all things;
+but when?
+
+_Salome._ Yes, _when_? Long have we waited, and bitter has been our
+bondage; and even our own Herod has been more cruel than our foes.
+
+_Mary._ Nevertheless, let us hope. In the fulness of time the promised
+one will come. (_Miriam and Leah approach._) But, see! two more
+friends join us.
+
+_Martha._ Rather say, two more slaves.
+
+_Salome._ Yes; two more to weep with us.
+
+_Miriam._ Not so, not so, unless we weep for joy. The cloud that has
+so long hung over us in blackness is beginning to break. We have
+experienced more of gladness this day than has been ours since the
+last report that the Messiah had come was proved false.
+
+_Leah._ Yes, we have heard strange things since the morning service;
+joyful news have we for you.
+
+_Martha._ Another false prophet, no doubt, claiming to be Israel's
+deliverer, and proving a thousand times her foe.
+
+_Salome._ Let us not cheat ourselves with any more fanatical dreams.
+
+_Miriam._ No dream this; no fanatic's voice; no prophet's word, but a
+message direct from Heaven.
+
+_Martha._ A message from Heaven!
+
+_Leah._ 'Tis even so. Listen while I tell you. At Bethlehem, last
+night, the shepherds were watching their flocks as usual; at midnight
+they were startled by the sudden appearance of an angel of the Lord,
+and the shining round about them of an exceeding bright light; and the
+angel spoke to them. "Fear not," said he, "for, behold! I bring you
+good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all the people; for unto
+you is born this day, in the city of David, a _Saviour_, even the
+Messiah."
+
+_Martha._ Can this be true?
+
+_Salome._ But how shall he be known?
+
+_Anna._ In Bethlehem, did you say? But there is no palace in
+Bethlehem, where a prince should be born.
+
+_Leah._ Wait a little: I have not told you all. "This," said the angel
+to the shepherds, "shall be a sign to you. Ye shall find the babe
+wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger." And, when he had
+thus said, there suddenly joined him a multitude of the heavenly host;
+and presently they burst forth into this song,--"Glory to God in the
+highest; on earth peace and good will towards men!" And with this song
+they departed.
+
+_Anna._ This is indeed wonderful!
+
+_Salome._ But have the shepherds seen the babe?
+
+_Martha._ Oh! tell us that. Have they seen the babe? and are all
+things as they have declared?
+
+_Miriam._ Yes. We met them on their return. They were, with full
+hearts, praising God for the new hope of a glorious deliverance given
+to the nation.
+
+_Leah._ All hearts warmed as they spoke; and, catching their gladness,
+we come to you.
+
+_Mary._ Then shall we indeed hope! O my people! my people Israel!
+shall we see you again in your former glory?
+
+_Martha._ Surely, this news inspires my own soul. Once more shall the
+Roman be driven forth by the Lord of hosts; once more "shall Jehovah
+triumph, and his people be free."
+
+_Salome._ Yes; and Messiah shall bring all nations into subjection to
+_us_, as we are now to the Romans.
+
+_Anna._ Well may we wait a little longer, and bear the yoke with
+patience.
+
+_Mary._ I knew the Lord would not always chide, nor keep his anger for
+ever. Now may we rejoice and glory in the God of our salvation.
+
+_Martha._ Once more shall the name of _a Jew_ be somewhat more than a
+byword. When our King shall ride forth in his majesty, conquering and
+to conquer, then shall the Jews be terrible to their enemies, honored
+by their friends, and known everywhere as the people of the whole
+earth whom the Lord delighteth to honor.
+
+_Leah._ Let us tarry no longer here, feasting on these good things
+alone; but away; and, in every closet and from every house-top, let us
+spread the good news.
+
+_Mary._ Let us first, however, sing to Jehovah a song of triumph, and
+then to our work.
+
+_Miriam._ Even so let it be.
+
+
+
+Then arose, beautifully sung, this
+
+
+
+JEWISH SONG.
+
+Welcome day, oh, welcome day! a Saviour is born!
+Welcome day, oh, welcome day! no longer we mourn.
+    Our nation, exulting
+    O'er foes long insulting,
+Sings aloud, now sings aloud,--Oh, welcome this day!
+
+Lift your voice, oh, lift your voice! Jehovah is God!
+Lift your voice, oh, lift your voice! He has lifted the rod.
+    With goodness unceasing,
+    From bondage releasing,
+We his people will sing,--Jehovah, is God!
+
+Sound it forth, oh, sound it forth! Messias hath come!
+Sound it forth, oh, sound it forth! through every sad home.
+  With power avenging,
+  Our great wrongs revenging,
+He has come, he has come, Messias hath come!
+
+Joy is ours, oh, joy is ours! his sword shall defend!
+Joy is ours, oh, joy is ours! our foes shall now bend.
+  While at their yoke spurning,
+  Their insults returning,
+Joy is ours,--we are free,--his sword shall defend!
+
+Mrs. S.H. Winkley.
+
+
+
+Another address from a friend explained the true idea of Christ as a
+Saviour, to introduce
+
+
+
+DIALOGUE--PART III.
+
+
+EUDORA, _Heathen._--ZACHARIAH, JOHN, RACHEL, REBECCA, SALOME, MARY,
+and JEZEBEL, _Jews._
+
+_Eudora._ Well, Rachel, I owe you more than tongue can tell. The more
+I study Moses and the prophets, the more I believe in and love
+Jehovah; and the more surprised am I, that, for a moment, I hesitated
+in giving up the false gods of my childhood.
+
+_Rachel._ To Jehovah be your thanks, my friend, my sister; for never
+by human reasoning should we have been different from you. In love
+Jehovah revealed himself to us; and what we have so fully learned from
+him, we have given to you.
+
+_Eudora._ But what think you of the prophet in the wilderness,--John I
+think they call him?
+
+_Rachel._ He is dead. He was a bold man, and a good one, I think; but
+the best should be careful how they rebuke kings. John rebuked Herod,
+and lost his head in consequence thereof.
+
+_Eudora._ Well, we must all die.
+
+_Rachel._ Not so says he whom John declared to be greater than
+himself,--Jesus of Nazareth.
+
+_Zachariah._ If he be what many claim him, he speaks with more
+authority on that point than the Pharisees.
+
+_Eudora._ And what do people say he is?
+
+_Zachariah._ The Messiah.
+
+_Eudora._ Israel's Deliverer?
+
+_Zachariah._ Yes.
+
+_Eudora._ Well, what says he?
+
+_John._ That they who believe in him shall never die.
+
+_Eudora._ Surely, no one believeth that. Or does he jest, by saying
+what he knows they cannot receive?
+
+_Rachel._ You have never seen him, or you would not ask that question.
+No one hearing him can doubt, that he, like John, would seal his words
+with his blood.
+
+_John._ You have seen him: is he like John?
+
+_Rachel._ In boldness very like him. In other respects they differ.
+John was clothed like the prophets; Jesus wears the common garb. John
+dwelt in the wilderness, and on the banks of the Jordan; but Jesus
+frequents the cities and villages. John was stern in manner, and
+abstemious in food; Jesus is neither. He is gentle and social; often
+seen at the feasts of the publicans, and associating with the
+multitudes.
+
+_Eudora._ But does he, like the former kings of Israel, combine
+military ardor with his religious enthusiasm?
+
+_Rachel._ He seems, with all his boundless benevolence, formed to
+command; but never has he aimed to form an army, though the people
+would at one time have declared him king. Salome promised to meet us
+here at this time. I wish she were present. She can tell you more of
+him than can I.
+
+_Eudora._ And here she is.
+
+_John._ Welcome to our circle! and doubly so now; for we would hear of
+you concerning this Jesus, who we hoped was to be our deliverer from
+bondage.
+
+_Salome._ Right glad am I to be here, and more so to speak of him; for
+he hath come indeed to deliver us from bondage,--a worse, however,
+than _Roman_ bondage.
+
+_John._ Are we to have a harder taskmaster than the Romans, before we
+are delivered?
+
+_Salome._ No harder master than we now have. The Roman is not our only
+or worst bondage.
+
+_Rebecca._ What talk you of so earnestly?
+
+_Salome._ Jesus of Nazareth.
+
+_Rebecca._ He has come, it is said, to set up a new kingdom.
+
+_Salome._ Rather to enlarge the kingdom already flourishing in heaven.
+
+_Rebecca._ Call it what you may, he is slow in gathering his armies.
+
+_Salome._ He needs no army for his conquests, but an army of loving
+hearts and pure spirits.
+
+_Rebecca._ Then the nation's hope is again blasted, and we are to
+remain yet longer subjects of a foreign king.
+
+_Salome._ Not so. This is the true Messiah: he who joins his kingdom
+shall be free indeed.
+
+_Rebecca._ But what freedom can there be greater than from Roman
+bondage?
+
+_Eudora._ Unless it be a deliverance, such as mine, from idolatry and
+superstition. Methinks there is no liberty to be compared with that;
+and, having that, slavery loses its power.
+
+_Jezebel._ Or deliverance, such as mine, from an unholy temper.
+Surely, Eudora, mine is the greater deliverance; for what is truth
+without goodness? You were delivered from _error_; I from _sin._ Oh!
+since I have been from place to place with the Son of God, and
+listened to his gracious words, I have forgotten to be angry; and, I
+trust, my growing love for his Father and mine will cleanse me from
+all sin!
+
+_Mary._ I, too, have felt his power, and am seeking to join his
+kingdom. I first took him for a second David, who should glorify his
+people; then, when no army gathered around him, for a prophet sent to
+reform the nation. But now I believe him to be greater than
+either,--even the Son of God, and begin to think that he purposes to
+bless, not Jews alone, but Gentiles; not Palestine, but the world.
+
+_Rebecca._ Why should we think him greater than the prophets? why, the
+Son of Jehovah? Are the reports about his working miracles to be
+received as true?
+
+_Salome._ Certainly; for I have witnessed them. I have, at his mere
+word or touch, _seen_ the leper cleansed; the blind receive sight; the
+lame walk; and, that last wonderful work, Lazarus of Bethany raised
+from the dead.
+
+_Rebecca._ And what think you of all this?
+
+_Salome._ Just what one of our rulers declared to him the other night,
+"No man can do these miracles and not come from God, and have God with
+him." When the Pharisees or the Scribes tell me I am immortal, I
+question; but when he, thus aided by Jehovah, asserts the truth, it is
+enough.
+
+_Rebecca (to Mary)._ And did this move you also?
+
+_Mary._ How could I doubt any doctrine of his, after witnessing these
+works?
+
+_Jezebel._ But this is not all. He moved our hearts to love, as well
+as our minds to believe. With all my ill temper in the past, I have
+ever taken an interest in children. Judge ye, then, of the effect
+produced upon me, the first time I saw him, by this circumstance. I
+was walking along, filled with my usual impatience, when I suddenly
+saw Jesus at a distance, surrounded by a crowd, many of whom were
+Scribes and Pharisees. He had pleased the multitude, and excited even
+the admiration of his enemies; when, as I came nigh, I saw several
+persons endeavoring to get nearer to him with their children. They
+were rebuked even by his disciples; but Jesus, seeing the act, asked
+for the children, took them in his arms, and blessed them. From that
+moment have I loved and followed him.
+
+_Mary._ Then came his kind, yet firm rebuke of sin; his description of
+those who were prepared to join his kingdom; his promise to receive
+the worst who would become like himself; his assurance that all who
+continued faithful to the end of this life should in the next be
+joined to his Father's family; and, above all, the representation of
+Jehovah as our Father, who would give us eternal joy. Oh! what change
+have his glorious words wrought in us!
+
+_Rebecca._ Why do you say "changed _us_"? _Jezebel_ needed to be
+changed, but not _you._
+
+_Mary._ Such change as he demanded I needed. Oh! how much! 'Tis true,
+in _form_ I have served the God of my fathers. I have endeavored to
+keep unbroken the law; but that was not sufficient. To be like him,
+the _heart_ must burn with that love to his Father, that your delight
+will be even to be crucified in his service.
+
+_Salome._ Yes; as Mary says, he demands that love which not only pours
+itself forth to friends, but to strangers, and with diligence seeks
+the happiness even of our bitterest foes.
+
+_Zachariah._ O that I might have such a spirit, and be one of such a
+society!
+
+_Mary._ And so you may.
+
+_John._ And I!
+
+_Rebecca._ And I!
+
+_Salome._ Yes; all, _all_ who are weary of sin, and heavy laden with
+cares,--all may come, and none will be cast forth.
+
+_John._ This is freedom indeed.
+
+_Rachel._ And greatness indeed.
+
+_Rebecca._ Such a people must be the chosen of the Lord.
+
+_Eudora._ No longer Jew and Gentile, but one in Jesus.
+
+_Salome._ Is not this a Saviour for Israel? Oh! my heart burns within
+me for joy; for all people shall partake of this salvation.
+
+_Rachel._ Glory to God in the highest; on earth peace and good-will to
+men!
+
+_Mary._ The angel's song; and why should not we in a song praise God
+that he hath visited and redeemed his people?
+
+_Rebecca._ And may God make us true to this Saviour to the last!
+
+
+Next came an appropriate hymn; after which the pastor reviewed and
+explained the meaning of the different exercises of the evening, and
+what they were intended to teach about the origin and truth and
+blessedness of Christianity. A prayer was offered, and the services
+closed with that noble hymn, beginning "All hail the power of Jesus'
+name," sung to that noble old tune, "Coronation."
+
+I thought the Dialogues would please you, and asked leave to print
+them here.
+
+If there is any thing in the Dialogues, or in any of the pieces in
+this little book, you cannot understand, you must ask for an
+explanation from your parents or teachers, who will be glad to answer
+your questions. And now, if these "GEMS" give you as much pleasure as
+the "Christmas Evening at the Pitts-street Chapel" gave those who were
+present, I think, though "gathered in haste," you will say they are
+worth keeping, and looking at often.
+
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+
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+<h2>
+GEMS GATHERED IN HASTE:<br>
+<font size="3">A New Year's Gift for Sunday Schools</font>
+</h2>
+
+
+
+
+<h5>
+                     Dedicated,<br>
+                 As a labor of love,<br>
+               To four Sunday Schools,<br>
+  Each of which will know that it is one of the four<br>
+                 By the initials of<br>
+                   Their friend,<br>
+                                             T.B.F.
+</h5>
+
+<hr class="full">
+
+<h3>
+A BRIGHT THOUGHT SPEEDILY EXECUTED.
+</h3>
+
+
+<p>
+It is an excellent rule, no doubt, children, not to be in a hurry; and
+the proverbs, "Take time by the forelock" and "The more haste the
+worse speed," are wise proverbs, worth keeping. But occasions occur,
+once in a while, when working hastily is a great deal better than not
+working at all, and may be working to some purpose too. I remember a
+case of this kind. In a certain town, on the forenoon of July 3, 183-,
+when "Floral Processions" were novel affairs, a company of ladies and
+gentlemen were assembled in a barn-chamber, finishing off and packing
+up a lot of moss baskets, and arranging bunches of flowers to be sent
+to Boston, to the Warren-street Chapel, by the mail coach at 3
+o'clock, P.M. It was about 10 o'clock when one of the party,&mdash;suppose
+we call him, for convenience just now, Mr. Perseverance,&mdash;who had been
+looking out of the window, down upon a very little garden, suddenly
+turned round, and exclaimed that something might be made prettier than
+any thing they had yet done. He told what it was. "It is impossible to
+do it now. We must wait till next year," said his friends. "Nothing
+like trying: a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush. No time like
+the present," replied Mr. Perseverance, a pertinacious gentleman, who
+wanted to "strike when the iron was hot," and carry out his notion
+without delay. Accordingly, he caught up two sticks, and nailed them
+together, so as to get the right shape. Then he went down town,&mdash;the
+town being small, he had not far to go,&mdash;begged at the bookstore a few
+"show-bills," containing the letters he needed for patterns; bought a
+sheet of gold paper and half an ounce of gum-arabic, twice as much of
+both as he really wanted; people in a hurry are not apt to calculate
+very nicely, or be very economical, you know. He carried his articles
+back to the barn, and asked a lady to try to cut out a motto he had
+selected, and gum it on a ribbon. "But where shall I get the ribbon?"
+said the lady. "Oh! find it somewhere," said Mr. Perseverance; "and be
+sure and have all ready when I return." There was one spot in the
+woods he remembered visiting months before with a boy in his
+neighborhood, on which grew another material, indispensable to his
+project. He found the lad: they jumped into a chaise; rode two or
+three miles to a grove; and, on searching a few moments, found what
+they were after,&mdash;a plant green in mid-winter as well as in summer,
+and prized by everybody who loves Christmas; gathered a bushel of it,
+more or less; and got home again before dinner. Meanwhile, the lady,
+with others to help her, had been busy; and all were wide awake now,
+entering into the spirit of the matter, thinking that the bright idea
+of Mr. Perseverance might possibly be accomplished in season. A
+splendid bunch of pure white lilies, not quite open, was fastened to
+the longest stick, the stems covered with wet paper or moss; then both
+pieces of wood were wound round with thick and rich evergreen, leaving
+the glorious flowers standing out gracefully, and white as the
+new-fallen snow. Next came the motto, in golden letters, on a broad
+white satin ribbon, which Mrs. Perseverance had found: it was the belt
+of her bridal dress, carefully preserved for several years, and now
+devoted to a good cause. The "emblem" was completed and packed just in
+time for the coach. "And what was it?" An evergreen cross, with the
+lilies at the centre; the ribbon hanging as a festoon from the arms,
+and bearing the words&mdash;
+</p>
+
+<center>
+"<i>Consider the Lilies</i>!"
+</center>
+
+<p>
+On reaching the city, it was much admired, and attracted a good many
+eyes in the show the next day. I believe there has hardly been a
+"Floral Procession" since, without a similar device; and among the
+banners used at the Warren-street Chapel, is a bright one of silk,
+which has on it the cross and the lilies finely painted.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+Now, let me tell you why I have sketched this incident as an
+introduction to the following pages. On the 24th of December, 1850, a
+letter came to me from a friend, asking if I was preparing a tract, as
+in former days, for a New Year's Gift, or if I could help him, his
+brother and sister teachers, in selecting some fit and cheap book for
+all the two hundred children they love to meet every Sunday. At first,
+I only thought of answering that I was sorry to say he must look to
+somebody else for what was wanted. But I did not quite like to do
+this; and, presently remembering the achievement of Mr. Perseverance,
+I said to myself, if he got that cross made in a few hours, why cannot
+a tract be made in a few days? I consulted the printer, and he agreed
+to do all he could. So we went to work immediately, and here are the
+"Gems Gathered in Haste."
+</p>
+
+<hr class="full">
+
+<h2>
+GEMS GATHERED IN HASTE.
+</h2>
+
+<hr class="full">
+
+
+<p class="cap">
+To show how great evils may be prevented by a little care, and how
+much good a child may do, let me begin with the story of
+</p>
+
+<h3>
+THE LITTLE HERO OF HAARLEM.
+</h3>
+
+<p>
+At an early period in the history of Holland, a boy was born in
+Haarlem, a town remarkable for its variety of fortune in war, but
+happily still more so for its manufactures and inventions in peace.
+His father was a <i>sluicer</i>,&mdash;that is, one whose employment it was to
+open and shut the sluices, or large oak-gates, which, placed at
+certain regular distances, close the entrance of the canals, and
+secure Holland from the danger to which it seems exposed, of finding
+itself under water, rather than above it. When water is wanted, the
+sluicer raises the sluices more or less, as required, as a cook turns
+the cock of a fountain, and closes them again carefully at night;
+otherwise the water would flow into the canals, then overflow them,
+and inundate the whole country; so that even the little children in
+Holland are fully aware of the importance of a punctual discharge of
+the sluicer's duties. The boy was about eight years old, when, one
+day, he asked permission to take some cakes to a poor blind man, who
+lived at the other side of the dyke. His father gave him leave, but
+charged him not to stay too late. The child promised, and set off on
+his little journey. The blind man thankfully partook of his young
+friend's cakes; and the boy, mindful of his father's orders, did not
+wait, as usual, to hear one of the old man's stories; but, as soon as
+he had seen him eat one muffin, took leave of him to return home.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+As he went along by the canals, then quite full,&mdash;for it was in
+October, and the autumn rains had swelled the waters,&mdash;the boy now
+stopped to pull the little blue flowers which his mother loved so
+well; now, in childish gayety, hummed some merry song. The road
+gradually became more solitary; and soon neither the joyous shout of
+the villager, returning to his cottage-home, nor the rough voice of
+the carter, grumbling at his lazy horses, was any longer to be heard.
+The little fellow now perceived that the blue of the flowers in his
+hand was scarcely distinguishable from the green of the surrounding
+herbage, and he looked up in some dismay. The night was falling; not,
+however, a dark winter night, but one of those beautiful, clear,
+moonlight nights, in which every object is perceptible, though not as
+distinctly as by day. The child thought of his father, of his
+injunction, and was preparing to quit the ravine in which he was
+almost buried, and to regain the beach, when suddenly a slight noise,
+like the trickling of water upon pebbles, attracted his attention. He
+was near one of the large sluices, and he now carefully examines it,
+and soon discovers a hole in the wood, through which the water was
+flowing. With the instant perception which every child in Holland
+would have, the boy saw that the water must soon enlarge the hole
+through which it was now only dropping, and that utter and general
+ruin would be the consequence of the inundation of the country that
+must follow. To see, to throw away the flowers, to climb from stone to
+stone till he reached the hole, and to put his finger into it, was the
+work of a moment; and, to his delight, he finds that he has succeeded
+in stopping the flow of the water.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+This was all very well for a little while, and the child thought only
+of the success of his device. But the night was closing in, and with
+the night came the cold. The little boy looked around in vain. No one
+came. He shouted&mdash;he called loudly&mdash;no one answered. He resolved to
+stay there all night; but, alas! the cold was becoming every moment
+more biting, and the poor finger fixed in the hole began to feel
+benumbed, and the numbness soon extended to the hand, and thence
+throughout the whole arm. The pain became still greater, still harder
+to bear; but still the boy moved not. Tears rolled down his cheeks as
+he thought of his father, of his mother, of his little bed, where he
+might now be sleeping so soundly; but still the little fellow stirred
+not, for he knew that did he remove the small slender finger which he
+had opposed to the escape of the water, not only would he himself be
+drowned, but his father, his brothers, his neighbors&mdash;nay, the whole
+village. We know not what faltering of purpose, what momentary
+failures of courage, there might have been during that long and
+terrible night; but certain it is, that, at day-break, he was found in
+the same painful position by a clergyman returning from attendance on
+a death-bed, who, as he advanced, thought he heard groans, and,
+bending over the dyke, discovered a child seated on a stone, writhing
+from pain, and with pale face and tearful eyes.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+"Boy," he exclaimed, "what are you doing there?"
+</p>
+
+<p>
+"I am hindering the water from running out," was the answer, in
+perfect simplicity, of the child, who, during the whole night, had
+been evincing such heroic fortitude and undaunted courage.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+&mdash;<i>Sharpe's Magazine.</i>
+</p>
+
+<hr class="half">
+
+<p class="cap">
+I copy these verses for two reasons. They teach trust in God; and they
+were written by a gentleman who, I am sure, remembers with pleasure
+when he was a scholar in the Sunday School; the request of whose
+superintendents induced me to make this miniature book.
+</p>
+
+
+<h3>
+STORM AT SEA.
+</h3>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>We were crowded in the cabin;</p>
+  <p class="i2">Not a soul would dare to sleep:</p>
+<p>It was midnight on the waters,</p>
+  <p class="i2">And a storm was on the deep.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>'Tis a fearful thing, in winter</p>
+  <p class="i2">To be shattered in the blast,</p>
+<p>And to hear the rattling trumpet</p>
+  <p class="i2">Thunder, "Cut away the mast!"</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>So we shuddered there in silence;</p>
+  <p class="i2">For the stoutest held his breath,</p>
+<p>While the hungry sea was roaring,</p>
+  <p class="i2">And the breakers talked with Death.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>As thus we sat in darkness,</p>
+  <p class="i2">Each one busy in his prayers,</p>
+<p>"We are lost!" the captain shouted,</p>
+  <p class="i2">As he staggered down the stairs.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>But his little daughter whispered,</p>
+  <p class="i2">As she took his icy hand,</p>
+<p>"Isn't God upon the ocean</p>
+  <p class="i2">Just the same as on the land?"</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Then we kissed the little maiden,</p>
+  <p class="i2">And we spoke in better cheer,</p>
+<p>And we anchored safe in harbor</p>
+  <p class="i2">When the morn was shining clear.</p>
+</div>
+
+<p><i>
+J.T. Fields.</i>
+</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="half">
+
+<p class="cap">
+Here are two anecdotes: one for boys, the other for girls. When you
+read the first, remember that all good deeds are not published, and
+cherish always the belief that many kind acts are done which are never
+put in print to be read by everybody.
+</p>
+
+
+<h3>
+KINDNESS.
+</h3>
+
+<p>
+This word seldom begins an article in a newspaper, but "cruelty" or
+"murder" more often instead. It is a pleasure to record an act of
+kindness; painful that we have not frequent opportunities. Yet such an
+act made our heart glad, filled it with a new love for our kind, only
+a day or two since. A school-girl, about ten years of age, was
+passing, with a smaller school-girl in her arms, whom she carried with
+much difficulty; for the weather was sultry. Other children were in
+company, with books in their hands. The whole party stopped to rest
+under the shade of a tree. Just then, a gentleman observed the group.
+His attention was particularly attracted by the child, still supported
+by the arm of her friend. "What's the matter, my little Miss?" he
+inquired, in his kind, soft tone. "She's sick, sir," replied the
+friend. "And are you taking her home?" "I'm trying, sir." "How far off
+does she live?" "Down by the Long Bridge." "A mile or more! and you
+would carry her through the hot sun! no shade on the way either!" "I
+must try, sir," answered the school-girl. "No, you must not," said the
+kind gentleman, "it would kill both of you." A carriage passed at this
+moment. A word and a waving arm caused it to draw up to the pavement.
+All the party entered it, and all right merry, except the sick one;
+but even she looked up with a faint smile, fixing her large, tender
+eyes on the face of the stranger. The driver had been instructed fully
+as to his destination, had been paid too, and now drove away. "Poor
+little girl!" said the gentleman to himself, in a low voice. "Good
+bye, sir!" said all the children, in a high tone.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+&mdash;<i>Washington News.</i>
+</p>
+
+
+<h3>
+A BRAVE BOY.
+</h3>
+
+<p>
+An interesting little boy, who could not swim, whilst skating on our
+river on New Year's Day, ran into a large air-hole. He kept himself
+for a time above water: the little boys, all gathered round the
+opening, tried to hand him poles; but the ice continued breaking, and
+he was still floating out of reach. Despair at last seized his heart,
+and was visible in every face around. At this moment, when, exhausted,
+the poor little fellow was about to sink, a brave and generous-hearted
+boy exclaimed, "I cannot stand it, boys!" He wheeled round, made a
+run, and dashed in at the risk of his own life, and seized the little
+boy and swam to the edge of the ice with him: after breaking his way
+to the more solid ice, he succeeded in handing him out to his
+companions, who then assisted him out. In Rome, this act of heroism
+would have insured this brave youth a civic crown. His name is Albert
+Hershbergar.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+&mdash;<i>Charleston (Va.) Republican.</i>
+</p>
+
+<hr class="half">
+
+<p class="cap">
+I know a little girl who has committed this to memory. Let all little
+girls and boys who read it do the same, and they will have music worth
+listening to in their own hearts.
+</p>
+
+
+<h3>
+LITTLE CHILDREN, LOVE ONE ANOTHER.
+</h3>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>A little girl, with a happy look,</p>
+<p>Sat slowly reading a ponderous book,</p>
+<p>All bound with velvet and edged with gold,</p>
+<p>And its weight was more than the child could hold;</p>
+<p>Yet dearly she loved to ponder it o'er,</p>
+<p>And every day she prized it more;</p>
+<p>For it said, and she looked at her smiling mother,&mdash;</p>
+<p>It said, "Little children, love one another."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>She thought it was beautiful in the book,</p>
+<p>And the lesson home to her heart she took;</p>
+<p>She walked on her way with a trusting grace,</p>
+<p>And a dove-like look in her meek young face;</p>
+<p>Which said, just as plain as words could say,</p>
+<p>"The Holy Bible I must obey:</p>
+<p>So, mamma, I'll be kind to my darling brother;</p>
+<p>For 'little children must love each other.'</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>I'm sorry he's naughty, and will not play;</p>
+<p>But I'll love him still, for I think the way</p>
+<p>To make him gentle and kind to me</p>
+<p>Will be better shown if I let him see</p>
+<p>I strive to do what I think is right;</p>
+<p>And thus, when I kneel in prayer to-night,</p>
+<p>I will clasp my hands around my brother,</p>
+<p>And say, 'Little children, love one another.'"</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>The little girl did as her Bible taught,</p>
+<p>And pleasant indeed was the change it wrought;</p>
+<p>For the boy looked up in glad surprise,</p>
+<p>To meet the light of her loving eyes:</p>
+<p>His heart was full,&mdash;he could not speak;</p>
+<p>But he pressed a kiss on his sister's cheek;</p>
+<p>And God looked down on that happy mother</p>
+<p>Whose "little children loved each other."</p>
+</div>
+
+<p>
+&mdash;<i>Bath Paper.</i>
+</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<hr class="half">
+
+<p class="cap">
+The two next pieces ought to go together. They resemble each other,
+not only in their subjects, but in their beauty also. I hardly know
+which is the most interesting.
+</p>
+
+
+<h3>
+THE SISTER'S GRAVE.
+</h3>
+
+<p>
+At Smyrna, the burial-ground of the Americans, like that of the
+Moslems, is removed a short distance from the town, is sprinkled with
+green trees, and is a favorite resort not only with the bereaved, but
+with those whose feelings are not thus darkly overcast. I met there
+one morning a little girl with a half-playful countenance, busy blue
+eye, and sunny locks, bearing in one hand a small cup of china, and in
+the other a wreath of fresh flowers. Feeling a very natural curiosity
+to know what she could do with these bright things, in a place that
+seemed to partake so much of sadness, I watched her light motions.
+Reaching a retired grave, covered with a plain marble slab, she
+emptied the seed, which it appeared the cup contained, into the slight
+cavities which had been scooped out in the corners of the level
+tablet, and laid the wreath on its pure face. "And why," I inquired,
+"my sweet child, do you put the seed in those little bowls there?" "It
+is to bring the birds here," she replied with a half-wondering look:
+"they will light on this tree," pointing to the cypress above, "when
+they have eaten the seed, and sing." "To whom do they sing?" I asked:
+"to you or to each other?" "Oh! no," she quickly replied, "to my
+sister: she sleeps here." "But your sister is dead?" "Oh! yes, sir;
+but she hears the birds sing." "Well, if she does hear the birds sing,
+she cannot see that wreath of flowers." "But she knows I put it there;
+I told her, before they took her away from our house, I would come and
+see her every morning." "You must" I continued, "have loved that
+sister very much; but you will never talk with her any more, never see
+her again." "Yes, sir," she replied, with a brightened look, "I shall
+see her always in heaven." "But she has gone there already, I trust."
+"No, she stops under this tree till they bring me here, and then we
+are going to heaven together." "But she has gone already, my child:
+you will meet her there, I hope; but certainly she is gone, and left
+you to come afterward." She cast to me a look of inquiring
+disappointment, and the tears came to her eyes.
+</p>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Oh! yes, my sweet child, be it so,</p>
+  <p class="i2">That, near the cypress-tree,</p>
+<p>Thy sister sees those eyes o'erflow,</p>
+  <p class="i2">And fondly waits for thee;</p>
+<p>That still she hears the young birds sing,</p>
+  <p class="i2">And sees the chaplet wave,</p>
+<p>Which every morn thy light hands bring,</p>
+  <p class="i2">To dress her early grave;</p>
+<p>And in a brighter, purer sphere,</p>
+  <p class="i2">Beyond the sunless tomb,</p>
+<p>Those virtues that have charmed us here</p>
+  <p class="i2">In fadeless life shall bloom.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="half">
+
+<h3>
+THE LITTLE FLOWER-GARDEN.
+</h3>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>In yonder village burying-place,</p>
+  <p class="i2">With briers and weeds o'ergrown,</p>
+<p>I saw a child, with beauteous face,</p>
+  <p class="i2">Sit musing all alone.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Without a shoe, without a hat,</p>
+  <p class="i2">Beside a new-raised mound,</p>
+<p>The little Willie pensive sat,</p>
+  <p class="i2">As if to guard the ground.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>I asked him why he lingered thus</p>
+  <p class="i2">Within that gray old wall.</p>
+<p>"Because," said he, "it is to us</p>
+  <p class="i2">The dearest place of all."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>"And what," said I, "to one so young,</p>
+  <p class="i2">Can make the place so dear?"</p>
+<p>"Our mother," said the lisping tongue,&mdash;</p>
+  <p class="i2">They laid our mother here.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>And since they made it mother's lot,</p>
+  <p class="i2">We like to call it ours:</p>
+<p>We took it for our garden-spot,</p>
+  <p class="i2">And planted it with flowers.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>We know 'twas here that she was laid;</p>
+  <p class="i2">And yet they tell us, too,</p>
+<p>She's now a happy angel made,</p>
+  <p class="i2">To live where angels do.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Then she will watch us from above,</p>
+  <p class="i2">And smile on us, to know</p>
+<p>That here her little children love</p>
+  <p class="i2">To make sweet flowerets grow.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>My sister Anna's gone to take</p>
+  <p class="i2">Her supper, and will come,</p>
+<p>With quickest haste that she can make,</p>
+  <p class="i2">To let me run for some.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>We do not leave the spot alone,</p>
+  <p class="i2">For fear the birds will spy</p>
+<p>The places where the seeds were sown,</p>
+  <p class="i2">And catch them up and fly.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>We love to have them come and feed,</p>
+  <p class="i2">And sing and flit about;</p>
+<p>Yet not where we have dropped the seed,</p>
+  <p class="i2">To find and pick it out.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>But now the great round yellow sun</p>
+  <p class="i2">Is going down the west;</p>
+<p>And soon the birds will every one</p>
+  <p class="i2">Be home, and in the nest.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Then we to rest shall go home too;</p>
+  <p class="i2">And while we're fast asleep,</p>
+<p>Amid the darkness and the dew,</p>
+  <p class="i2">Perhaps the sprouts will peep.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>And, when our plants have grown so high</p>
+  <p class="i2">That leaves are on the stem,</p>
+<p>We'll call the pretty birdies nigh,</p>
+  <p class="i2">And scatter crumbs for them.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>For mother loved their songs to hear,</p>
+  <p class="i2">To watch them on the wing:</p>
+<p>She'll love to know they still come near</p>
+  <p class="i2">Her little ones, and sing."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>"Heaven shield thee, precious child!" methought,</p>
+  <p class="i2">"And sister Annie too!</p>
+<p>And may your future days be fraught</p>
+  <p class="i2">With blessings ever new!"</p>
+</div>
+
+<p>
+<i>Hanna F. Gould</i>
+</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="half">
+
+
+<p class="cap">
+This is a true story. A little girl received it in a letter from a
+very dear friend before it was printed.
+</p>
+
+
+<h3>
+THE FEATHER BRUSH.
+</h3>
+
+<p>
+So, my dear little friend, you wish for an answer to your letter, and
+could not understand that the little feather brush I sent you was a
+reply to your loving remembrance, just as if I had written one with
+pen and ink. But you were a kind and loving child to transfer the gift
+to little Julia, in your pity for her tears. I hope it soothed her
+troubled heart, and dried her blue eyes; and you now shall have,
+instead, the story which those soft feathers were sent to tell.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+One evening last summer, Miss L&mdash;&mdash; came home from one of her rides,
+with a large basket closely covered; and what do you think it
+contained? Why, a great anxious mother-hen, all tawny-colored and
+white, with thirteen downy little chickens, who were frightened
+enough, and wondering where in the wide world they were. We made a
+house for them in the green meadow, of a barrel turned upside down;
+and they all crept under their mother's wing, and went to sleep. But,
+lo! a great storm came in the night, such a pouring rain, such a
+blowing gale,&mdash;we really feared the tiny things would be drowned! But
+a kind neighbor put on his big coat, and went to their rescue. He put
+them all together in the basket again, and brought it into the
+kitchen, where they got thoroughly warm and dry; after which, they
+were taken out to the barn, where they lived a few days very
+comfortably. Then one of them disappeared, we never knew where; and
+another lamed herself in some way, and, notwithstanding all our care,
+she died. But the rest grew up, a healthy and obedient little family,
+always ready to eat, and so quick to run with their tiny feet, when
+any one appeared at the door, that it was very funny to see them.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+Another day, Miss L&mdash;&mdash; brought home two large chickens; one of them
+with a long neck, and a beautiful black crest upon her head, and a
+dress of black feathers softer than velvet. Her we named Donna:
+sometimes we call her Bella Donna. The other was dressed in white
+feathers, some of them tipped with glossy black and brown, but many of
+them pure white. She was named Luca. They were shut together for a few
+days, until they began to feel at home; then they were set free to
+scratch in the barn-yard, and get acquainted with the neighbors'
+fowls, when we began to see how different they were in character as
+well as dress. Donna holds her head very high, and pays no attention
+to any other hens; runs away from us, when we invite her to dinner, no
+matter how nice it is; and never will get acquainted, all we can do.
+But Luca we love as we should a gentle, timid little girl. Sometimes,
+when we open the door, there she stands patiently waiting, and looks
+up at us with her bright eye so pleasantly, that we must stop, if ever
+so busy, and feed her. Occasionally we hear a gentle sound on the
+door-step, which we all know; then some one is sure to exclaim,
+"There's Luca," and run to get her something nice to eat. The little
+chickens, with Mater their mother, all come rushing, tapping,
+perching, chirping at the door, and tease and tap-tap and "yip-p
+yip-p" until we quite weary of them. If the door stands open, they fly
+up the steps, walk in, look round the room, and pick up any thing they
+can find, until we send them away. The moment their tin pan appears,
+they are all in a flying huddle, tumble over each other, fly to the
+pan, to our shoulders, or anywhere, to get the first mouthful. Old
+Mater is ravenous and impolite as the rest, except that she always
+waits for her children to get a few mouthfuls first; but not another
+hen or chicken must come near them. Luca, patient gentle Luca, often
+stands and waits modestly behind; and, if she gets nothing, makes a
+little mournful sound,&mdash;that is all.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+Some <i>flocks</i> of russet, black and brown hens, crowers, and chickens,
+who live close by, are a great annoyance to Mater, and to all of us.
+They come shooting into the yard like little steam-engines, and snatch
+all they can of the dinner to which they were not invited; and, if
+driven away a dozen times, rush back, the first chance, to get and
+devour all they can. Why, they have been into the house, and eaten a
+pie which was set to cool, pecked at the apples, Pony's oats, and any
+thing they could find to eat! What would you have said then? Even
+Mater's <i>children</i> never did such impertinent things, hungry as they
+always are. One white chicken about their size, a naughty-looking
+little thing, with her head always down, left her own mother, and
+would come dashing in as if she belonged among them; but Mater and her
+little ones always found her out, and sent her away.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+One day we thought we would name the eleven chickens, as Mater could
+not name them herself; and, since then, we know them each and all, and
+just how they behave. Annie and Mary are two sober-looking little
+creatures, in quakerish feathers of drab and grey. Nat is a white
+crower, with beautiful soft feathers, and a long graceful black tail.
+Louise has a shaded dress of grey and white, and is almost as modest
+and gentle as Luca. Hannah is a little bantam, with tufted head and
+large eyes, the smallest but the sprightliest of the family: she
+always tumbles in amongst the rest, and gets the first taste of every
+thing; and her mother allows her to do it. One of them, named Lise, a
+white one, came in the other morning, just as we had finished
+breakfast; and, seeing many things spread out to eat, she flew up to
+the back of a chair, and, perching herself there, surveyed the whole
+table, and was very unwilling to get down. At length, getting a little
+alarmed at our efforts to teach her better, she pounced directly down
+amidst the cups and dishes, putting her foot into a saucer of tea, and
+making a great commotion in her fright. Two, named George and John,
+are trying to learn to crow. Little Mary hears the large hens cackle,
+and you would laugh loud to hear her try to imitate them. They are
+having warm, new dresses made for them; so they let the summer ones
+blow about in the breeze for any little girls who want them,
+particularly kind and neat and useful little maidens, who love to dust
+their mother's books, picture frames, and flower baskets.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+If I can send you another brush, my little friend, you must imagine
+neat little Louise, Annie and Mary, gentle Luca and handsome Donna,
+sending their best love and kind wishes, and inviting you to come some
+summer's day, to see them eat their dinner, and run about with them in
+the green meadows. So, my darling, good bye. Perhaps, before you come
+to see us, Luca may be a little mother, with a brood of pretty downy
+children, following all around her.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+Kisses and love from your friend,<br>
+<i>F. E. H.</i>
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>
+(From the "Child's Friend.")
+</i>
+</p>
+
+<hr class="half">
+
+<p class="cap">
+If any child wishes to know how to be neat and orderly, here, to teach
+them, is the example of
+</p>
+
+
+<h3>
+LITTLE PINK.
+</h3>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>On a swinging little shelf</p>
+  <p class="i2">Were some pretty little books;</p>
+  <p class="12">And I reckoned from their looks,</p>
+<p>That the darling little elf,</p>
+    <p class="i4">Whose they were,</p>
+<p>Was the careful, tidy girl,</p>
+<p>With her auburn hair a-curl.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>In a little chest of drawers,</p>
+  <p class="i2">Every thing was nice and prim,</p>
+  <p class="i2">And was always kept so trim,</p>
+<p>That her childish little stores,</p>
+    <p class="i4">Books or toys,</p>
+<p>In good order could be found,&mdash;</p>
+<p>Never careless thrown around.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>And she laid her bonnet by,</p>
+  <p class="i2">When she hastened home from school;</p>
+  <p class="i2">For it was her constant rule,&mdash;</p>
+<p>And she was resolved to try,</p>
+    <p class="i4">School or home,</p>
+<p>How to prove the saying true,&mdash;</p>
+<p>"Order in all things you do."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>When she put away her shawl,</p>
+  <p class="i2">Nicely laying by her book,</p>
+  <p class="i2">She had only once to look</p>
+<p><i>In its place</i> to find her doll</p>
+    <p class="i4">Snugly there:</p>
+<p>She could shut her smiling eyes,</p>
+<p>Sure to find her pretty prize.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>See her books,&mdash;how clean they are!</p>
+  <p class="i2">Corners not turned down, I know!</p>
+  <p class="i2">There's a marker, made to show</p>
+<p>In her lessons just how far.</p>
+    <p class="i4">Dog-eared books</p>
+<p>Are a certain sign to me</p>
+<p>That the girl must careless be.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>She's as tidy as a pink!</p>
+  <p class="i2">Clean and neat, and gentle too!</p>
+  <p class="i2">If you take her actions through,</p>
+<p>Just the same, I know, you'll think.</p>
+    <p class="i4">School or home,</p>
+    <p class="i4">Tasks or play,</p>
+    <p class="i4">Books or toys,</p>
+    <p class="i4">Every way,</p>
+<p>Order keeps this loving girl,</p>
+<p>With her auburn hair a-curl.</p>
+</div>
+
+<p>
+<i>
+Friend of Youth.</i>
+</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="half">
+
+<p class="cap">
+What boy or girl in the Sunday School has not heard of Grace Darling?
+Are not these two women, whose noble deeds are told below, worthy to
+be called her sister-spirits?
+</p>
+
+
+<h3>
+THE HEROINE OF PILLAU.
+</h3>
+
+<p>
+A most interesting story is told, in a late German paper, of a
+remarkable woman in Pillau, Prussia, whose heroism of character
+certainly rises into the gigantic, or whose intrepidity, to say the
+least, appears to be unprecedented. This woman, by a truly generous
+daring, is the widow of a seaman, with whom, for upwards of twenty
+years, she made long voyages; and, since his death, she has devoted
+her life, for his memory's sake, to the noble and perilous task of
+carrying aid to the drowning. Her name is Katherine Klenfoldt.
+Whenever a storm arises, whether by day or night, she embarks in her
+boat, and quits the harbor in search of ship-wrecks. At the age of
+forty-seven, she has already rescued upwards of three hundred
+individuals from certain death. The population of Pillau venerate her
+as something holy, and the seamen look upon her as their
+guardian-angel. All heads are uncovered as she passes along the
+street. The Prussian and several other governments have sent her their
+medals of civil merit: the municipality of Pillau has conferred on her
+the freedom of her town. She possesses an athletic figure and great
+strength, seeming to be furnished by nature in view of a capacity to
+go through wild scenes and high deeds. Her physiognomy is somewhat
+masculine, with the expression softened by a look of gentleness and
+goodness.
+</p>
+
+
+<h3>
+A GENUINE PHILANTHROPIST.
+</h3>
+
+<p>
+The island of Rona is a small and very rocky spot of land, lying
+between the isle of Skye and the main land of Applecross, and is well
+known to mariners for the rugged and dangerous nature of the coast.
+There is a famous place of refuge at the north-western extremity,
+called the "Muckle Harbor," of very difficult access, however; which,
+strange to say, is easier to be entered at night than during the day.
+At the extremity of this hyperborean solitude is the residence of a
+poor widow, whose lonely cottage is called the "light-house," from the
+fact that she uniformly keeps a lamp burning in her little window at
+night. By keeping this light, and the entrance to the harbor open, a
+small vessel may enter with the greatest safety. During the silent
+watches of the night, the widow may be seen, like "Norma of the Fitful
+Head," trimming her little lamp with oil, being fearful that some
+misguided and frail bark may perish through her neglect; and for this
+she receives no manner of remuneration&mdash;it is pure, unmingled
+philanthropy. The poor woman's kindness does not rest even there; for
+she is unhappy till the benumbed and shivering mariner comes ashore to
+share her little board, and recruit himself at her cheerful and
+glowing fire, and she can seldom be prevailed upon to take any reward.
+She has saved more lives than Davy's belt, and thousands of pounds to
+the under-writers. This poor creature, in her younger days, witnessed
+her husband struggling with the waves, and swallowed up by the
+remorseless billow, "in sight of home and friends who thronged to
+save." This circumstance seems to have prompted her present devoted
+and solitary life, in which her only enjoyment is in doing good.
+</p>
+
+<hr class="half">
+
+<p class="cap">
+Here is a pretty piece. It was written, thirty-four years ago, by a
+class-mate and friend; but it sounds "as good as new." If he should
+happen to see it here, he will, I know, excuse the alteration of two
+lines, which, though quite proper for college-boys studying Latin and
+Greek, are not quite proper for children in a Christian Sunday School.
+</p>
+
+
+<h3>
+THE RAIN-DROP AND THE POET.
+</h3>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Come, tell me, little noisy friend,</p>
+  <p class="i2">That knockest at my pane,</p>
+<p>Whence is thy being? Where dost end,</p>
+  <p class="i2">Thou little drop of rain?</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+  <p class="i2">I come from the deep,</p>
+  <p class="i2">Where the dark waves sleep,</p>
+<p>And their beauty ever the sea-pearls keep;</p>
+  <p class="i2">I go to the brow</p>
+  <p class="i2">Of the mountain-snow,</p>
+<p>And trickle again to the depths below.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>But, wanderer, how didst win thy way</p>
+  <p class="i2">From caverns of the sea?</p>
+<p>Did not thy sisters say thee nay,</p>
+  <p class="i2">Sweet harbinger of glee?</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+  <p class="i2">With his far-darting flame,</p>
+  <p class="i2">The Day-king came,</p>
+<p>And bore me away in a cloudy frame;</p>
+  <p class="i2">And I sailed in the air,</p>
+  <p class="i2">Till the zephyrs bare</p>
+<p>Me hither to hear thy minstrel-prayer.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>And why dost change that tiny form,</p>
+  <p class="i2">Thou sweetest ocean-child?</p>
+<p>Why art the snow in winter-storm,</p>
+  <p class="i2">The rain in summer mild?</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+  <p class="i2">The breath from above</p>
+  <p class="i2">Of Him who is Love,</p>
+<p>In the snow and the rain-storm bids me to rove,</p>
+  <p class="i2">Lest the young-budding earth</p>
+  <p class="i2">Be destroyed in the birth,</p>
+<p>And Famine insult over Plenty and Mirth.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+ <p>And wilt thou, little one, bestow</p>
+  <p class="i2">The minstrel's small request?</p>
+<p>Wilt come when cares of earth below</p>
+  <p class="i2">Press on his aching breast?</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+  <p class="i2">'Tis the minstrel's own</p>
+  <p class="i2">To kneel at the throne</p>
+<p>Of Him who reigns in the heavens alone;&mdash;</p>
+  <p class="i2">The grief of the soul</p>
+  <p class="i2">'Tis His to control,</p>
+<p>Who bids in the azure the planets roll.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>His couch when balmy slumber flies,</p>
+  <p class="i2">In watches of the night,</p>
+<p>Wilt, soother, come, and close his eyes,</p>
+  <p class="i2">And make his sorrows light?</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+  <p class="i2">I cannot come</p>
+  <p class="i2">From my sea-deep home,</p>
+<p>Whene'er I list on the earth to roam:</p>
+  <p class="i2">Who rules in the form</p>
+  <p class="i2">Of the ocean-storm</p>
+<p>His will must the rain-drop, too, perform.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+ <p>Thy gentle prattle at the pane</p>
+  <p class="i2">Makes timorous Fancy smile:</p>
+ <p>Then let me hear that tender strain;</p>
+  <p class="i2">Blithe charmer, stay a while.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+  <p class="i2">No: I cannot delay,</p>
+  <p class="i2">But must quickly away</p>
+<p>Where the rills in the valley my coming stay;</p>
+  <p class="i2">I haste to the dell</p>
+  <p class="i2">Where the wild-flowers dwell,</p>
+<p>Then "Peace to thee, minstrel," is the rain-drop's farewell.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="half">
+
+<p class="cap">
+The poetry and prose you have been reading, children, thus far was
+most of it selected, when I was invited to a beautiful celebration,
+with some account of which you will be glad, I am sure, to have me
+close my collection. It was on
+</p>
+
+
+<h3>
+CHRISTMAS EVENING AT THE PITTS-STREET CHAPEL,
+</h3>
+
+<p class="cap">
+A very neat chapel, where Rev. Mr. Winkley, one of the Ministers at
+Large, preaches. On this occasion a platform was built up in front of
+the pulpit: most of the centre pews were filled with happy-looking
+boys and girls, and the rest of the room, even to the aisles, quite
+crowded with grown-up men and women. After the singing of two hymns by
+the children, and a prayer, a gentleman made a short address, telling
+how much better was the religion of the Jews than the religion of the
+Heathen. Then was spoken in a very pleasant way the following
+</p>
+
+
+
+<h4>
+DIALOGUE&mdash;PART I.
+</h4>
+
+
+<p class="dp">
+RACHEL, <i>a Jewess.</i>&mdash;REBECCA, <i>Sister of Rachel.</i>&mdash;EUDORA, <i>a
+Heathen.</i>&mdash;JEZEBEL, <i>a Messenger.</i>&mdash;RUTH, <i>friend of Rachel and
+Rebecca.</i>
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> Rachel!
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> Eudora! welcome, thrice welcome, to Jerusalem.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> Right glad am I, Rachel, to be once more by your side. The
+sun has not shone so brightly, nor the birds sung so sweetly, since
+you bade me farewell at my father's; and every moment has increased my
+desire to be with you again.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> You have well done that you have come to me. And though I
+was not conscious of robbing your lovely home of its brightness, yet
+sure I am the remembrance of your true kindness and tender friendship
+has been to me ever since an increase of sunshine and song; and, now
+that you have come to me, the very temple itself shall look more
+beautiful, and the songs of David catch a new inspiration.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> Still faithful, I see, to your temple and Jehovah; and so
+may it ever be! But I trust you have more respect for the gods I
+worship, and will not, as of yore, pronounce them false.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> Sorry should I be to pain a true heart, and, most of all,
+that of my much-loved guest; but, still I <i>must</i> say, the gods that
+you worship are no gods. There is but one God, and that is Jehovah.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> As I came near Jerusalem, I remembered your earnest words on
+that subject,&mdash;as what that you ever uttered have I forgotten? I
+remembered, too, how nearly out of patience I often felt with you for
+claiming your god to be the only God; and, so as I drew near, I felt a
+desire to know him better. It being a time of worship in the temple, I
+went with a Jewish friend of mine up the hill, and entered the outer
+court, called, I believe, the Court of the Gentiles. And, verily, I
+saw <i>no</i> god there. Perchance he was in the temple itself.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> Yes, in the holy of holies: in the farther apartment of that
+building which you saw rising amid all the courts, he dwells.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> I imagined that was his abode. But wherein differs your
+worship from ours? You have a temple; so have we. You have priests
+clothed in sacred robes; so have we. You have altars and sacrifices;
+so have we. You have an oracle and prophets; so have we. You go up to
+the dwelling-place of your God to worship and offer sacrifices; so do
+we. Wherein, then, do we differ?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> If in nothing else, Eudora, yet in this: we have but <i>one</i>
+temple and one God for our nation; you have many. And again, you
+worship the work of men's hands,&mdash;images of wood and stone, that can
+neither see nor feel.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca (coming forward&mdash;Jezebel approaches).</i> My heart is moved
+within me; and though my sister, in her joy of seeing her friend, has
+left me standing apart, yet your voice has drawn me to you.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> Surely the sister of my friend shall be my sister: would
+that I could say her God shall be my God!
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> Even so may it be!
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> And my gods hers!
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> But that is impossible.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> Why? Because, as she says, we have images for gods! But this
+is not so. Is Jupiter the thunderer confined to an image? or is Juno
+or any other deity? Have we not many images of all the gods in many
+places, and are they not in them all? Do not our armies go forth to
+war, and is not Jupiter with them and Mars also? These images are but
+<i>reminders</i> of the gods, as my father's statue is of him.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> 'Tis true these many images and temples may not hold your
+gods more than our synagogues hold Jehovah; but as great an error is
+yours. You worship what has no existence; your gods are creatures of
+fancy. Your gods, too, are of various character, and not always
+agreed. This goodly world is not the patch-work of many and different
+gods, but of one designing mind,&mdash;one executing power; and that one,
+Jehovah.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> Your sister, in many hours of precious intercourse, has
+almost persuaded me to believe in but one God; but why, if there be
+but one, may not that one be our Jupiter, known as the father of gods
+and men, as well as your Jehovah?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Jezebel</i> (To Eudora). <i>Because he is not.</i> (To Rachel and Rebecca).
+Why do you talk with that stupid Heathen? You might as well convince a
+Samaritan dog. I have waited here with a message from David since the
+fifth hour, and all to be contaminated with idolatrous breath.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> Why, Jezebel, do you not remember what the wise Solomon has
+said: "He that is slow to anger is better than the mighty, and he that
+ruleth his spirit than he that taketh a city;" or Moses' commands
+concerning the stranger and hospitality?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Jezebel.</i> Well, prate not to me, daughter of Eliab; for I need it
+not. Tell me if you have fulfilled the mission given you this day, and
+what answer I shall make.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> I have. Ye only need say, "It is well." <i>[Jezebel departs
+impatiently.]</i> (<i>To Eudora.</i>) Be not moved by our neighbor's unkind
+manners. Did she love Jehovah, she would not thus do.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> And is Jehovah careful about <i>these</i> things?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> Yes: every act is noticed by him; every heart is his desire;
+and herein he differs from all imaginary gods. Jupiter sits apart, and
+simply <i>rules</i> the nations. Jehovah loves the children he has created,
+and is careful about their least concerns. He desires their love in
+return. Your gods demand conduct and sacrifices injurious and
+degrading. Jehovah's every word is for his people's prosperity.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> And you are like your god. Your patient doing of right in
+the past comes to me; and this, with your kindness to the unfeeling
+and abusive Jezebel, has convinced me more, if possible, than your
+arguments. Surely I see that it was such a god that I desired to
+worship in Jupiter. If this be found alone in your god, then does my
+heart move me to say, Jehovah, He is God, and there is none else. Oh!
+may I not be mistaken!
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> Trust in Jehovah, and thou shalt not err.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> Rejoice in Jehovah, and thou shalt be glad for ever.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Ruth (calling).</i> Rachel!
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> I come. (<i>To Eudora.</i>) Let us hasten; for we have long
+tarried, and many wait to welcome you. <i>(Singing heard.</i>) Hark! they
+are singing one of the songs of David: let us go join them.
+</p>
+
+
+
+<p class="cap">
+At the close of the dialogue, the cxxxvi. Psalm was chanted; and then
+another gentleman described the erroneous notions which the Jews had
+of the expected Messiah. His remarks were succeeded by
+</p>
+
+
+
+<h4>
+DIALOGUE.&mdash;PART II.
+</h4>
+
+
+<p class="dp">
+ANNA, MARTHA, SALOME, MARY, <i>of Jerusalem.</i> MIRIAM, LEAH, <i>of
+Bethlehem.</i>
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Mary (coming with Salome to Martha).</i> Martha, I have been seeking,
+and am glad that I have found you; but why do you weep?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Martha.</i> We may do nothing else now, and the meeting with others
+seems to be the signal for fresh floods of tears.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> I may not ask the cause of your grief; for my own soul
+replies it is the common grief,&mdash;our nation's bondage.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Martha.</i> Yes, we are slaves; that only thought haunts me; the chosen
+people of Jehovah in subjection to the idolatrous Roman.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> Where now is the might of David? where the glory of Solomon?
+Surely Miriam's song may be turned upon ourselves; for the enemy "hath
+triumphed gloriously," and we are laid in the dust.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Mary.</i> Let us not, however, despond too much. Jehovah will not always
+chide. The Roman sway shall have an end.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Martha.</i> I know that Messiah cometh, and he will restore all things;
+but when?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> Yes, <i>when</i>? Long have we waited, and bitter has been our
+bondage; and even our own Herod has been more cruel than our foes.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Mary.</i> Nevertheless, let us hope. In the fulness of time the promised
+one will come. (<i>Miriam and Leah approach.</i>) But, see! two more
+friends join us.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Martha.</i> Rather say, two more slaves.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> Yes; two more to weep with us.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Miriam.</i> Not so, not so, unless we weep for joy. The cloud that has
+so long hung over us in blackness is beginning to break. We have
+experienced more of gladness this day than has been ours since the
+last report that the Messiah had come was proved false.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Leah.</i> Yes, we have heard strange things since the morning service;
+joyful news have we for you.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Martha.</i> Another false prophet, no doubt, claiming to be Israel's
+deliverer, and proving a thousand times her foe.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> Let us not cheat ourselves with any more fanatical dreams.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Miriam.</i> No dream this; no fanatic's voice; no prophet's word, but a
+message direct from Heaven.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Martha.</i> A message from Heaven!
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Leah.</i> 'Tis even so. Listen while I tell you. At Bethlehem, last
+night, the shepherds were watching their flocks as usual; at midnight
+they were startled by the sudden appearance of an angel of the Lord,
+and the shining round about them of an exceeding bright light; and the
+angel spoke to them. "Fear not," said he, "for, behold! I bring you
+good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all the people; for unto
+you is born this day, in the city of David, a <i>Saviour</i>, even the
+Messiah."
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Martha.</i> Can this be true?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> But how shall he be known?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Anna.</i> In Bethlehem, did you say? But there is no palace in
+Bethlehem, where a prince should be born.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Leah.</i> Wait a little: I have not told you all. "This," said the angel
+to the shepherds, "shall be a sign to you. Ye shall find the babe
+wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger." And, when he had
+thus said, there suddenly joined him a multitude of the heavenly host;
+and presently they burst forth into this song,&mdash;"Glory to God in the
+highest; on earth peace and good will towards men!" And with this song
+they departed.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Anna.</i> This is indeed wonderful!
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> But have the shepherds seen the babe?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Martha.</i> Oh! tell us that. Have they seen the babe? and are all
+things as they have declared?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Miriam.</i> Yes. We met them on their return. They were, with full
+hearts, praising God for the new hope of a glorious deliverance given
+to the nation.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Leah.</i> All hearts warmed as they spoke; and, catching their gladness,
+we come to you.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Mary.</i> Then shall we indeed hope! O my people! my people Israel!
+shall we see you again in your former glory?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Martha.</i> Surely, this news inspires my own soul. Once more shall the
+Roman be driven forth by the Lord of hosts; once more "shall Jehovah
+triumph, and his people be free."
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> Yes; and Messiah shall bring all nations into subjection to
+<i>us</i>, as we are now to the Romans.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Anna.</i> Well may we wait a little longer, and bear the yoke with
+patience.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Mary.</i> I knew the Lord would not always chide, nor keep his anger for
+ever. Now may we rejoice and glory in the God of our salvation.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Martha.</i> Once more shall the name of <i>a Jew</i> be somewhat more than a
+byword. When our King shall ride forth in his majesty, conquering and
+to conquer, then shall the Jews be terrible to their enemies, honored
+by their friends, and known everywhere as the people of the whole
+earth whom the Lord delighteth to honor.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Leah.</i> Let us tarry no longer here, feasting on these good things
+alone; but away; and, in every closet and from every house-top, let us
+spread the good news.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Mary.</i> Let us first, however, sing to Jehovah a song of triumph, and
+then to our work.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Miriam.</i> Even so let it be.
+</p>
+
+
+
+<p class="cap">
+Then arose, beautifully sung, this
+</p>
+
+
+
+<h3>
+JEWISH SONG.
+</h3>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Welcome day, oh, welcome day! a Saviour is born!</p>
+<p>Welcome day, oh, welcome day! no longer we mourn.</p>
+    <p class="i4">Our nation, exulting</p>
+    <p class="i4">O'er foes long insulting,</p>
+<p>Sings aloud, now sings aloud,&mdash;Oh, welcome this day!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Lift your voice, oh, lift your voice! Jehovah is God!</p>
+<p>Lift your voice, oh, lift your voice! He has lifted the rod.</p>
+    <p class="i4">With goodness unceasing,</p>
+    <p class="i4">From bondage releasing,</p>
+<p>We his people will sing,&mdash;Jehovah, is God!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Sound it forth, oh, sound it forth! Messias hath come!</p>
+<p>Sound it forth, oh, sound it forth! through every sad home.</p>
+    <p class="i4">With power avenging,</p>
+    <p class="i4">Our great wrongs revenging,</p>
+<p>He has come, he has come, Messias hath come!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Joy is ours, oh, joy is ours! his sword shall defend!</p>
+<p>Joy is ours, oh, joy is ours! our foes shall now bend.</p>
+    <p class="i4">While at their yoke spurning,</p>
+    <p class="i4">Their insults returning,</p>
+<p>Joy is ours,&mdash;we are free,&mdash;his sword shall defend!</p>
+</div>
+
+<p><i>
+Mrs. S.H. Winkley.
+</i>
+</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<p class="cap">
+Another address from a friend explained the true idea of Christ as a
+Saviour, to introduce
+</p>
+
+
+
+<h4>
+DIALOGUE&mdash;PART III.
+</h4>
+
+
+<p class="dp">
+EUDORA, <i>Heathen.</i>&mdash;ZACHARIAH, JOHN, RACHEL, REBECCA, SALOME, MARY,
+and JEZEBEL, <i>Jews.</i>
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> Well, Rachel, I owe you more than tongue can tell. The more
+I study Moses and the prophets, the more I believe in and love
+Jehovah; and the more surprised am I, that, for a moment, I hesitated
+in giving up the false gods of my childhood.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> To Jehovah be your thanks, my friend, my sister; for never
+by human reasoning should we have been different from you. In love
+Jehovah revealed himself to us; and what we have so fully learned from
+him, we have given to you.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> But what think you of the prophet in the wilderness,&mdash;John I
+think they call him?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> He is dead. He was a bold man, and a good one, I think; but
+the best should be careful how they rebuke kings. John rebuked Herod,
+and lost his head in consequence thereof.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> Well, we must all die.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> Not so says he whom John declared to be greater than
+himself,&mdash;Jesus of Nazareth.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Zachariah.</i> If he be what many claim him, he speaks with more
+authority on that point than the Pharisees.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> And what do people say he is?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Zachariah.</i> The Messiah.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> Israel's Deliverer?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Zachariah.</i> Yes.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> Well, what says he?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>John.</i> That they who believe in him shall never die.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> Surely, no one believeth that. Or does he jest, by saying
+what he knows they cannot receive?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> You have never seen him, or you would not ask that question.
+No one hearing him can doubt, that he, like John, would seal his words
+with his blood.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>John.</i> You have seen him: is he like John?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> In boldness very like him. In other respects they differ.
+John was clothed like the prophets; Jesus wears the common garb. John
+dwelt in the wilderness, and on the banks of the Jordan; but Jesus
+frequents the cities and villages. John was stern in manner, and
+abstemious in food; Jesus is neither. He is gentle and social; often
+seen at the feasts of the publicans, and associating with the
+multitudes.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> But does he, like the former kings of Israel, combine
+military ardor with his religious enthusiasm?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> He seems, with all his boundless benevolence, formed to
+command; but never has he aimed to form an army, though the people
+would at one time have declared him king. Salome promised to meet us
+here at this time. I wish she were present. She can tell you more of
+him than can I.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> And here she is.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>John.</i> Welcome to our circle! and doubly so now; for we would hear of
+you concerning this Jesus, who we hoped was to be our deliverer from
+bondage.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> Right glad am I to be here, and more so to speak of him; for
+he hath come indeed to deliver us from bondage,&mdash;a worse, however,
+than <i>Roman</i> bondage.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>John.</i> Are we to have a harder taskmaster than the Romans, before we
+are delivered?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> No harder master than we now have. The Roman is not our only
+or worst bondage.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> What talk you of so earnestly?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> Jesus of Nazareth.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> He has come, it is said, to set up a new kingdom.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> Rather to enlarge the kingdom already flourishing in heaven.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> Call it what you may, he is slow in gathering his armies.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> He needs no army for his conquests, but an army of loving
+hearts and pure spirits.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> Then the nation's hope is again blasted, and we are to
+remain yet longer subjects of a foreign king.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> Not so. This is the true Messiah: he who joins his kingdom
+shall be free indeed.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> But what freedom can there be greater than from Roman
+bondage?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> Unless it be a deliverance, such as mine, from idolatry and
+superstition. Methinks there is no liberty to be compared with that;
+and, having that, slavery loses its power.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Jezebel.</i> Or deliverance, such as mine, from an unholy temper.
+Surely, Eudora, mine is the greater deliverance; for what is truth
+without goodness? You were delivered from <i>error</i>; I from <i>sin.</i> Oh!
+since I have been from place to place with the Son of God, and
+listened to his gracious words, I have forgotten to be angry; and, I
+trust, my growing love for his Father and mine will cleanse me from
+all sin!
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Mary.</i> I, too, have felt his power, and am seeking to join his
+kingdom. I first took him for a second David, who should glorify his
+people; then, when no army gathered around him, for a prophet sent to
+reform the nation. But now I believe him to be greater than
+either,&mdash;even the Son of God, and begin to think that he purposes to
+bless, not Jews alone, but Gentiles; not Palestine, but the world.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> Why should we think him greater than the prophets? why, the
+Son of Jehovah? Are the reports about his working miracles to be
+received as true?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> Certainly; for I have witnessed them. I have, at his mere
+word or touch, <i>seen</i> the leper cleansed; the blind receive sight; the
+lame walk; and, that last wonderful work, Lazarus of Bethany raised
+from the dead.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> And what think you of all this?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> Just what one of our rulers declared to him the other night,
+"No man can do these miracles and not come from God, and have God with
+him." When the Pharisees or the Scribes tell me I am immortal, I
+question; but when he, thus aided by Jehovah, asserts the truth, it is
+enough.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca (to Mary).</i> And did this move you also?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Mary.</i> How could I doubt any doctrine of his, after witnessing these
+works?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Jezebel.</i> But this is not all. He moved our hearts to love, as well
+as our minds to believe. With all my ill temper in the past, I have
+ever taken an interest in children. Judge ye, then, of the effect
+produced upon me, the first time I saw him, by this circumstance. I
+was walking along, filled with my usual impatience, when I suddenly
+saw Jesus at a distance, surrounded by a crowd, many of whom were
+Scribes and Pharisees. He had pleased the multitude, and excited even
+the admiration of his enemies; when, as I came nigh, I saw several
+persons endeavoring to get nearer to him with their children. They
+were rebuked even by his disciples; but Jesus, seeing the act, asked
+for the children, took them in his arms, and blessed them. From that
+moment have I loved and followed him.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Mary.</i> Then came his kind, yet firm rebuke of sin; his description of
+those who were prepared to join his kingdom; his promise to receive
+the worst who would become like himself; his assurance that all who
+continued faithful to the end of this life should in the next be
+joined to his Father's family; and, above all, the representation of
+Jehovah as our Father, who would give us eternal joy. Oh! what change
+have his glorious words wrought in us!
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> Why do you say "changed <i>us</i>"? <i>Jezebel</i> needed to be
+changed, but not <i>you.</i>
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Mary.</i> Such change as he demanded I needed. Oh! how much! 'Tis true,
+in <i>form</i> I have served the God of my fathers. I have endeavored to
+keep unbroken the law; but that was not sufficient. To be like him,
+the <i>heart</i> must burn with that love to his Father, that your delight
+will be even to be crucified in his service.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> Yes; as Mary says, he demands that love which not only pours
+itself forth to friends, but to strangers, and with diligence seeks
+the happiness even of our bitterest foes.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Zachariah.</i> O that I might have such a spirit, and be one of such a
+society!
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Mary.</i> And so you may.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>John.</i> And I!
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> And I!
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> Yes; all, <i>all</i> who are weary of sin, and heavy laden with
+cares,&mdash;all may come, and none will be cast forth.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>John.</i> This is freedom indeed.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> And greatness indeed.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> Such a people must be the chosen of the Lord.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> No longer Jew and Gentile, but one in Jesus.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> Is not this a Saviour for Israel? Oh! my heart burns within
+me for joy; for all people shall partake of this salvation.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> Glory to God in the highest; on earth peace and good-will to
+men!
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Mary.</i> The angel's song; and why should not we in a song praise God
+that he hath visited and redeemed his people?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> And may God make us true to this Saviour to the last!
+</p>
+
+
+<p class="cap">
+Next came an appropriate hymn; after which the pastor reviewed and
+explained the meaning of the different exercises of the evening, and
+what they were intended to teach about the origin and truth and
+blessedness of Christianity. A prayer was offered, and the services
+closed with that noble hymn, beginning "All hail the power of Jesus'
+name," sung to that noble old tune, "Coronation."
+</p>
+
+<p class="cap">
+I thought the Dialogues would please you, and asked leave to print
+them here.
+</p>
+
+<p class="cap">
+If there is any thing in the Dialogues, or in any of the pieces in
+this little book, you cannot understand, you must ask for an
+explanation from your parents or teachers, who will be glad to answer
+your questions. And now, if these "GEMS" give you as much pleasure as
+the "Christmas Evening at the Pitts-street Chapel" gave those who were
+present, I think, though "gathered in haste," you will say they are
+worth keeping, and looking at often.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Boston, Jan. 1, 1851.</i>
+</p>
+</div>
+
+
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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of Gems Gathered in Haste, by Anonymous
+
+This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with
+almost no restrictions whatsoever.  You may copy it, give it away or
+re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included
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+
+Title: Gems Gathered in Haste
+       A New Year's Gift for Sunday Schools
+
+Author: Anonymous
+
+Release Date: February 18, 2004 [EBook #11150]
+
+Language: English
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+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK GEMS GATHERED IN HASTE ***
+
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+Produced by Internet Archive; University of Florida, Children; Michelle
+Croyle and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team
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+
+GEMS GATHERED IN HASTE:
+A New Year's Gift for Sunday Schools
+
+
+
+                     Dedicated,
+                 As a labor of love,
+               To four Sunday Schools,
+  Each of which will know that it is one of the four
+                 By the initials of
+                   Their friend,
+                                             T.B.F.
+
+
+
+
+A BRIGHT THOUGHT SPEEDILY EXECUTED.
+
+
+It is an excellent rule, no doubt, children, not to be in a hurry; and
+the proverbs, "Take time by the forelock" and "The more haste the
+worse speed," are wise proverbs, worth keeping. But occasions occur,
+once in a while, when working hastily is a great deal better than not
+working at all, and may be working to some purpose too. I remember a
+case of this kind. In a certain town, on the forenoon of July 3, 183-,
+when "Floral Processions" were novel affairs, a company of ladies and
+gentlemen were assembled in a barn-chamber, finishing off and packing
+up a lot of moss baskets, and arranging bunches of flowers to be sent
+to Boston, to the Warren-street Chapel, by the mail coach at 3
+o'clock, P.M. It was about 10 o'clock when one of the party,--suppose
+we call him, for convenience just now, Mr. Perseverance,--who had been
+looking out of the window, down upon a very little garden, suddenly
+turned round, and exclaimed that something might be made prettier than
+any thing they had yet done. He told what it was. "It is impossible to
+do it now. We must wait till next year," said his friends. "Nothing
+like trying: a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush. No time like
+the present," replied Mr. Perseverance, a pertinacious gentleman, who
+wanted to "strike when the iron was hot," and carry out his notion
+without delay. Accordingly, he caught up two sticks, and nailed them
+together, so as to get the right shape. Then he went down town,--the
+town being small, he had not far to go,--begged at the bookstore a few
+"show-bills," containing the letters he needed for patterns; bought a
+sheet of gold paper and half an ounce of gum-arabic, twice as much of
+both as he really wanted; people in a hurry are not apt to calculate
+very nicely, or be very economical, you know. He carried his articles
+back to the barn, and asked a lady to try to cut out a motto he had
+selected, and gum it on a ribbon. "But where shall I get the ribbon?"
+said the lady. "Oh! find it somewhere," said Mr. Perseverance; "and be
+sure and have all ready when I return." There was one spot in the
+woods he remembered visiting months before with a boy in his
+neighborhood, on which grew another material, indispensable to his
+project. He found the lad: they jumped into a chaise; rode two or
+three miles to a grove; and, on searching a few moments, found what
+they were after,--a plant green in mid-winter as well as in summer,
+and prized by everybody who loves Christmas; gathered a bushel of it,
+more or less; and got home again before dinner. Meanwhile, the lady,
+with others to help her, had been busy; and all were wide awake now,
+entering into the spirit of the matter, thinking that the bright idea
+of Mr. Perseverance might possibly be accomplished in season. A
+splendid bunch of pure white lilies, not quite open, was fastened to
+the longest stick, the stems covered with wet paper or moss; then both
+pieces of wood were wound round with thick and rich evergreen, leaving
+the glorious flowers standing out gracefully, and white as the
+new-fallen snow. Next came the motto, in golden letters, on a broad
+white satin ribbon, which Mrs. Perseverance had found: it was the belt
+of her bridal dress, carefully preserved for several years, and now
+devoted to a good cause. The "emblem" was completed and packed just in
+time for the coach. "And what was it?" An evergreen cross, with the
+lilies at the centre; the ribbon hanging as a festoon from the arms,
+and bearing the words--
+
+"_Consider the Lilies_!"
+
+On reaching the city, it was much admired, and attracted a good many
+eyes in the show the next day. I believe there has hardly been a
+"Floral Procession" since, without a similar device; and among the
+banners used at the Warren-street Chapel, is a bright one of silk,
+which has on it the cross and the lilies finely painted.
+
+Now, let me tell you why I have sketched this incident as an
+introduction to the following pages. On the 24th of December, 1850, a
+letter came to me from a friend, asking if I was preparing a tract, as
+in former days, for a New Year's Gift, or if I could help him, his
+brother and sister teachers, in selecting some fit and cheap book for
+all the two hundred children they love to meet every Sunday. At first,
+I only thought of answering that I was sorry to say he must look to
+somebody else for what was wanted. But I did not quite like to do
+this; and, presently remembering the achievement of Mr. Perseverance,
+I said to myself, if he got that cross made in a few hours, why cannot
+a tract be made in a few days? I consulted the printer, and he agreed
+to do all he could. So we went to work immediately, and here are the
+"Gems Gathered in Haste."
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+GEMS GATHERED IN HASTE.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+To show how great evils may be prevented by a little care, and how
+much good a child may do, let me begin with the story of
+
+THE LITTLE HERO OF HAARLEM.
+
+At an early period in the history of Holland, a boy was born in
+Haarlem, a town remarkable for its variety of fortune in war, but
+happily still more so for its manufactures and inventions in peace.
+His father was a _sluicer_,--that is, one whose employment it was to
+open and shut the sluices, or large oak-gates, which, placed at
+certain regular distances, close the entrance of the canals, and
+secure Holland from the danger to which it seems exposed, of finding
+itself under water, rather than above it. When water is wanted, the
+sluicer raises the sluices more or less, as required, as a cook turns
+the cock of a fountain, and closes them again carefully at night;
+otherwise the water would flow into the canals, then overflow them,
+and inundate the whole country; so that even the little children in
+Holland are fully aware of the importance of a punctual discharge of
+the sluicer's duties. The boy was about eight years old, when, one
+day, he asked permission to take some cakes to a poor blind man, who
+lived at the other side of the dyke. His father gave him leave, but
+charged him not to stay too late. The child promised, and set off on
+his little journey. The blind man thankfully partook of his young
+friend's cakes; and the boy, mindful of his father's orders, did not
+wait, as usual, to hear one of the old man's stories; but, as soon as
+he had seen him eat one muffin, took leave of him to return home.
+
+As he went along by the canals, then quite full,--for it was in
+October, and the autumn rains had swelled the waters,--the boy now
+stopped to pull the little blue flowers which his mother loved so
+well; now, in childish gayety, hummed some merry song. The road
+gradually became more solitary; and soon neither the joyous shout of
+the villager, returning to his cottage-home, nor the rough voice of
+the carter, grumbling at his lazy horses, was any longer to be heard.
+The little fellow now perceived that the blue of the flowers in his
+hand was scarcely distinguishable from the green of the surrounding
+herbage, and he looked up in some dismay. The night was falling; not,
+however, a dark winter night, but one of those beautiful, clear,
+moonlight nights, in which every object is perceptible, though not as
+distinctly as by day. The child thought of his father, of his
+injunction, and was preparing to quit the ravine in which he was
+almost buried, and to regain the beach, when suddenly a slight noise,
+like the trickling of water upon pebbles, attracted his attention. He
+was near one of the large sluices, and he now carefully examines it,
+and soon discovers a hole in the wood, through which the water was
+flowing. With the instant perception which every child in Holland
+would have, the boy saw that the water must soon enlarge the hole
+through which it was now only dropping, and that utter and general
+ruin would be the consequence of the inundation of the country that
+must follow. To see, to throw away the flowers, to climb from stone to
+stone till he reached the hole, and to put his finger into it, was the
+work of a moment; and, to his delight, he finds that he has succeeded
+in stopping the flow of the water.
+
+This was all very well for a little while, and the child thought only
+of the success of his device. But the night was closing in, and with
+the night came the cold. The little boy looked around in vain. No one
+came. He shouted--he called loudly--no one answered. He resolved to
+stay there all night; but, alas! the cold was becoming every moment
+more biting, and the poor finger fixed in the hole began to feel
+benumbed, and the numbness soon extended to the hand, and thence
+throughout the whole arm. The pain became still greater, still harder
+to bear; but still the boy moved not. Tears rolled down his cheeks as
+he thought of his father, of his mother, of his little bed, where he
+might now be sleeping so soundly; but still the little fellow stirred
+not, for he knew that did he remove the small slender finger which he
+had opposed to the escape of the water, not only would he himself be
+drowned, but his father, his brothers, his neighbors--nay, the whole
+village. We know not what faltering of purpose, what momentary
+failures of courage, there might have been during that long and
+terrible night; but certain it is, that, at day-break, he was found in
+the same painful position by a clergyman returning from attendance on
+a death-bed, who, as he advanced, thought he heard groans, and,
+bending over the dyke, discovered a child seated on a stone, writhing
+from pain, and with pale face and tearful eyes.
+
+"Boy," he exclaimed, "what are you doing there?"
+
+"I am hindering the water from running out," was the answer, in
+perfect simplicity, of the child, who, during the whole night, had
+been evincing such heroic fortitude and undaunted courage.
+
+--Sharpe's Magazine.
+
+*       *       *       *       *
+
+I copy these verses for two reasons. They teach trust in God; and they
+were written by a gentleman who, I am sure, remembers with pleasure
+when he was a scholar in the Sunday School; the request of whose
+superintendents induced me to make this miniature book.
+
+
+STORM AT SEA.
+
+We were crowded in the cabin;
+  Not a soul would dare to sleep:
+It was midnight on the waters,
+  And a storm was on the deep.
+
+'Tis a fearful thing, in winter
+  To be shattered in the blast,
+And to hear the rattling trumpet
+  Thunder, "Cut away the mast!"
+
+So we shuddered there in silence;
+  For the stoutest held his breath,
+While the hungry sea was roaring,
+  And the breakers talked with Death.
+
+As thus we sat in darkness,
+  Each one busy in his prayers,
+"We are lost!" the captain shouted,
+  As he staggered down the stairs.
+
+But his little daughter whispered,
+  As she took his icy hand,
+"Isn't God upon the ocean
+  Just the same as on the land?"
+
+Then we kissed the little maiden,
+  And we spoke in better cheer,
+And we anchored safe in harbor
+  When the morn was shining clear.
+
+J.T. Fields.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Here are two anecdotes: one for boys, the other for girls. When you
+read the first, remember that all good deeds are not published, and
+cherish always the belief that many kind acts are done which are never
+put in print to be read by everybody.
+
+
+KINDNESS.
+
+This word seldom begins an article in a newspaper, but "cruelty" or
+"murder" more often instead. It is a pleasure to record an act of
+kindness; painful that we have not frequent opportunities. Yet such an
+act made our heart glad, filled it with a new love for our kind, only
+a day or two since. A school-girl, about ten years of age, was
+passing, with a smaller school-girl in her arms, whom she carried with
+much difficulty; for the weather was sultry. Other children were in
+company, with books in their hands. The whole party stopped to rest
+under the shade of a tree. Just then, a gentleman observed the group.
+His attention was particularly attracted by the child, still supported
+by the arm of her friend. "What's the matter, my little Miss?" he
+inquired, in his kind, soft tone. "She's sick, sir," replied the
+friend. "And are you taking her home?" "I'm trying, sir." "How far off
+does she live?" "Down by the Long Bridge." "A mile or more! and you
+would carry her through the hot sun! no shade on the way either!" "I
+must try, sir," answered the school-girl. "No, you must not," said the
+kind gentleman, "it would kill both of you." A carriage passed at this
+moment. A word and a waving arm caused it to draw up to the pavement.
+All the party entered it, and all right merry, except the sick one;
+but even she looked up with a faint smile, fixing her large, tender
+eyes on the face of the stranger. The driver had been instructed fully
+as to his destination, had been paid too, and now drove away. "Poor
+little girl!" said the gentleman to himself, in a low voice. "Good
+bye, sir!" said all the children, in a high tone.
+
+--Washington News.
+
+
+A BRAVE BOY.
+
+An interesting little boy, who could not swim, whilst skating on our
+river on New Year's Day, ran into a large air-hole. He kept himself
+for a time above water: the little boys, all gathered round the
+opening, tried to hand him poles; but the ice continued breaking, and
+he was still floating out of reach. Despair at last seized his heart,
+and was visible in every face around. At this moment, when, exhausted,
+the poor little fellow was about to sink, a brave and generous-hearted
+boy exclaimed, "I cannot stand it, boys!" He wheeled round, made a
+run, and dashed in at the risk of his own life, and seized the little
+boy and swam to the edge of the ice with him: after breaking his way
+to the more solid ice, he succeeded in handing him out to his
+companions, who then assisted him out. In Rome, this act of heroism
+would have insured this brave youth a civic crown. His name is Albert
+Hershbergar.
+
+--Charleston (Va.) Republican.
+
+*     *     *     *     *
+
+I know a little girl who has committed this to memory. Let all little
+girls and boys who read it do the same, and they will have music worth
+listening to in their own hearts.
+
+
+LITTLE CHILDREN, LOVE ONE ANOTHER.
+
+A little girl, with a happy look,
+Sat slowly reading a ponderous book,
+All bound with velvet and edged with gold,
+And its weight was more than the child could hold;
+Yet dearly she loved to ponder it o'er,
+And every day she prized it more;
+For it said, and she looked at her smiling mother,--
+It said, "Little children, love one another."
+
+She thought it was beautiful in the book,
+And the lesson home to her heart she took;
+She walked on her way with a trusting grace,
+And a dove-like look in her meek young face;
+Which said, just as plain as words could say,
+"The Holy Bible I must obey:
+So, mamma, I'll be kind to my darling brother;
+For 'little children must love each other.'
+
+I'm sorry he's naughty, and will not play;
+But I'll love him still, for I think the way
+To make him gentle and kind to me
+Will be better shown if I let him see
+I strive to do what I think is right;
+And thus, when I kneel in prayer to-night,
+I will clasp my hands around my brother,
+And say, 'Little children, love one another.'"
+
+The little girl did as her Bible taught,
+And pleasant indeed was the change it wrought;
+For the boy looked up in glad surprise,
+To meet the light of her loving eyes:
+His heart was full,--he could not speak;
+But he pressed a kiss on his sister's cheek;
+And God looked down on that happy mother
+Whose "little children loved each other."
+
+--Bath Paper.
+
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+The two next pieces ought to go together. They resemble each other,
+not only in their subjects, but in their beauty also. I hardly know
+which is the most interesting.
+
+
+THE SISTER'S GRAVE.
+
+At Smyrna, the burial-ground of the Americans, like that of the
+Moslems, is removed a short distance from the town, is sprinkled with
+green trees, and is a favorite resort not only with the bereaved, but
+with those whose feelings are not thus darkly overcast. I met there
+one morning a little girl with a half-playful countenance, busy blue
+eye, and sunny locks, bearing in one hand a small cup of china, and in
+the other a wreath of fresh flowers. Feeling a very natural curiosity
+to know what she could do with these bright things, in a place that
+seemed to partake so much of sadness, I watched her light motions.
+Reaching a retired grave, covered with a plain marble slab, she
+emptied the seed, which it appeared the cup contained, into the slight
+cavities which had been scooped out in the corners of the level
+tablet, and laid the wreath on its pure face. "And why," I inquired,
+"my sweet child, do you put the seed in those little bowls there?" "It
+is to bring the birds here," she replied with a half-wondering look:
+"they will light on this tree," pointing to the cypress above, "when
+they have eaten the seed, and sing." "To whom do they sing?" I asked:
+"to you or to each other?" "Oh! no," she quickly replied, "to my
+sister: she sleeps here." "But your sister is dead?" "Oh! yes, sir;
+but she hears the birds sing." "Well, if she does hear the birds sing,
+she cannot see that wreath of flowers." "But she knows I put it there;
+I told her, before they took her away from our house, I would come and
+see her every morning." "You must" I continued, "have loved that
+sister very much; but you will never talk with her any more, never see
+her again." "Yes, sir," she replied, with a brightened look, "I shall
+see her always in heaven." "But she has gone there already, I trust."
+"No, she stops under this tree till they bring me here, and then we
+are going to heaven together." "But she has gone already, my child:
+you will meet her there, I hope; but certainly she is gone, and left
+you to come afterward." She cast to me a look of inquiring
+disappointment, and the tears came to her eyes.
+
+Oh! yes, my sweet child, be it so,
+  That, near the cypress-tree,
+Thy sister sees those eyes o'erflow,
+  And fondly waits for thee;
+That still she hears the young birds sing,
+  And sees the chaplet wave,
+Which every morn thy light hands bring,
+  To dress her early grave;
+And in a brighter, purer sphere,
+  Beyond the sunless tomb,
+Those virtues that have charmed us here
+  In fadeless life shall bloom.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+THE LITTLE FLOWER-GARDEN.
+
+In yonder village burying-place,
+  With briers and weeds o'ergrown,
+I saw a child, with beauteous face,
+  Sit musing all alone.
+
+Without a shoe, without a hat,
+  Beside a new-raised mound,
+The little Willie pensive sat,
+  As if to guard the ground.
+
+I asked him why he lingered thus
+  Within that gray old wall.
+"Because," said he, "it is to us
+  The dearest place of all."
+
+"And what," said I, "to one so young,
+  Can make the place so dear?"
+"Our mother," said the lisping tongue,--
+  They laid our mother here.
+
+And since they made it mother's lot,
+  We like to call it ours:
+We took it for our garden-spot,
+  And planted it with flowers.
+
+We know 'twas here that she was laid;
+  And yet they tell us, too,
+She's now a happy angel made,
+  To live where angels do.
+
+Then she will watch us from above,
+  And smile on us, to know
+That here her little children love
+  To make sweet flowerets grow.
+
+My sister Anna's gone to take
+  Her supper, and will come,
+With quickest haste that she can make,
+  To let me run for some.
+
+We do not leave the spot alone,
+  For fear the birds will spy
+The places where the seeds were sown,
+  And catch them up and fly.
+
+We love to have them come and feed,
+  And sing and flit about;
+Yet not where we have dropped the seed,
+  To find and pick it out.
+
+But now the great round yellow sun
+  Is going down the west;
+And soon the birds will every one
+  Be home, and in the nest.
+
+Then we to rest shall go home too;
+  And while we're fast asleep,
+Amid the darkness and the dew,
+  Perhaps the sprouts will peep.
+
+And, when our plants have grown so high
+  That leaves are on the stem,
+We'll call the pretty birdies nigh,
+  And scatter crumbs for them.
+
+For mother loved their songs to hear,
+  To watch them on the wing:
+She'll love to know they still come near
+  Her little ones, and sing."
+
+"Heaven shield thee, precious child!" methought,
+  "And sister Annie too!
+And may your future days be fraught
+  With blessings ever new!"
+
+Hanna F. Gould
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+This is a true story. A little girl received it in a letter from a
+very dear friend before it was printed.
+
+
+THE FEATHER BRUSH.
+
+So, my dear little friend, you wish for an answer to your letter, and
+could not understand that the little feather brush I sent you was a
+reply to your loving remembrance, just as if I had written one with
+pen and ink. But you were a kind and loving child to transfer the gift
+to little Julia, in your pity for her tears. I hope it soothed her
+troubled heart, and dried her blue eyes; and you now shall have,
+instead, the story which those soft feathers were sent to tell.
+
+One evening last summer, Miss L---- came home from one of her rides,
+with a large basket closely covered; and what do you think it
+contained? Why, a great anxious mother-hen, all tawny-colored and
+white, with thirteen downy little chickens, who were frightened
+enough, and wondering where in the wide world they were. We made a
+house for them in the green meadow, of a barrel turned upside down;
+and they all crept under their mother's wing, and went to sleep. But,
+lo! a great storm came in the night, such a pouring rain, such a
+blowing gale,--we really feared the tiny things would be drowned! But
+a kind neighbor put on his big coat, and went to their rescue. He put
+them all together in the basket again, and brought it into the
+kitchen, where they got thoroughly warm and dry; after which, they
+were taken out to the barn, where they lived a few days very
+comfortably. Then one of them disappeared, we never knew where; and
+another lamed herself in some way, and, notwithstanding all our care,
+she died. But the rest grew up, a healthy and obedient little family,
+always ready to eat, and so quick to run with their tiny feet, when
+any one appeared at the door, that it was very funny to see them.
+
+Another day, Miss L---- brought home two large chickens; one of them
+with a long neck, and a beautiful black crest upon her head, and a
+dress of black feathers softer than velvet. Her we named Donna:
+sometimes we call her Bella Donna. The other was dressed in white
+feathers, some of them tipped with glossy black and brown, but many of
+them pure white. She was named Luca. They were shut together for a few
+days, until they began to feel at home; then they were set free to
+scratch in the barn-yard, and get acquainted with the neighbors'
+fowls, when we began to see how different they were in character as
+well as dress. Donna holds her head very high, and pays no attention
+to any other hens; runs away from us, when we invite her to dinner, no
+matter how nice it is; and never will get acquainted, all we can do.
+But Luca we love as we should a gentle, timid little girl. Sometimes,
+when we open the door, there she stands patiently waiting, and looks
+up at us with her bright eye so pleasantly, that we must stop, if ever
+so busy, and feed her. Occasionally we hear a gentle sound on the
+door-step, which we all know; then some one is sure to exclaim,
+"There's Luca," and run to get her something nice to eat. The little
+chickens, with Mater their mother, all come rushing, tapping,
+perching, chirping at the door, and tease and tap-tap and "yip-p
+yip-p" until we quite weary of them. If the door stands open, they fly
+up the steps, walk in, look round the room, and pick up any thing they
+can find, until we send them away. The moment their tin pan appears,
+they are all in a flying huddle, tumble over each other, fly to the
+pan, to our shoulders, or anywhere, to get the first mouthful. Old
+Mater is ravenous and impolite as the rest, except that she always
+waits for her children to get a few mouthfuls first; but not another
+hen or chicken must come near them. Luca, patient gentle Luca, often
+stands and waits modestly behind; and, if she gets nothing, makes a
+little mournful sound,--that is all.
+
+Some _flocks_ of russet, black and brown hens, crowers, and chickens,
+who live close by, are a great annoyance to Mater, and to all of us.
+They come shooting into the yard like little steam-engines, and snatch
+all they can of the dinner to which they were not invited; and, if
+driven away a dozen times, rush back, the first chance, to get and
+devour all they can. Why, they have been into the house, and eaten a
+pie which was set to cool, pecked at the apples, Pony's oats, and any
+thing they could find to eat! What would you have said then? Even
+Mater's _children_ never did such impertinent things, hungry as they
+always are. One white chicken about their size, a naughty-looking
+little thing, with her head always down, left her own mother, and
+would come dashing in as if she belonged among them; but Mater and her
+little ones always found her out, and sent her away.
+
+One day we thought we would name the eleven chickens, as Mater could
+not name them herself; and, since then, we know them each and all, and
+just how they behave. Annie and Mary are two sober-looking little
+creatures, in quakerish feathers of drab and grey. Nat is a white
+crower, with beautiful soft feathers, and a long graceful black tail.
+Louise has a shaded dress of grey and white, and is almost as modest
+and gentle as Luca. Hannah is a little bantam, with tufted head and
+large eyes, the smallest but the sprightliest of the family: she
+always tumbles in amongst the rest, and gets the first taste of every
+thing; and her mother allows her to do it. One of them, named Lise, a
+white one, came in the other morning, just as we had finished
+breakfast; and, seeing many things spread out to eat, she flew up to
+the back of a chair, and, perching herself there, surveyed the whole
+table, and was very unwilling to get down. At length, getting a little
+alarmed at our efforts to teach her better, she pounced directly down
+amidst the cups and dishes, putting her foot into a saucer of tea, and
+making a great commotion in her fright. Two, named George and John,
+are trying to learn to crow. Little Mary hears the large hens cackle,
+and you would laugh loud to hear her try to imitate them. They are
+having warm, new dresses made for them; so they let the summer ones
+blow about in the breeze for any little girls who want them,
+particularly kind and neat and useful little maidens, who love to dust
+their mother's books, picture frames, and flower baskets.
+
+If I can send you another brush, my little friend, you must imagine
+neat little Louise, Annie and Mary, gentle Luca and handsome Donna,
+sending their best love and kind wishes, and inviting you to come some
+summer's day, to see them eat their dinner, and run about with them in
+the green meadows. So, my darling, good bye. Perhaps, before you come
+to see us, Luca may be a little mother, with a brood of pretty downy
+children, following all around her.
+
+Kisses and love from your friend,
+F. E. H.
+
+(From the "Child's Friend.")
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+If any child wishes to know how to be neat and orderly, here, to teach
+them, is the example of
+
+
+LITTLE PINK.
+
+On a swinging little shelf
+  Were some pretty little books;
+  And I reckoned from their looks,
+That the darling little elf,
+    Whose they were,
+Was the careful, tidy girl,
+With her auburn hair a-curl.
+
+In a little chest of drawers,
+  Every thing was nice and prim,
+  And was always kept so trim,
+That her childish little stores,
+    Books or toys,
+In good order could be found,--
+Never careless thrown around.
+
+And she laid her bonnet by,
+  When she hastened home from school;
+  For it was her constant rule,--
+And she was resolved to try,
+    School or home,
+How to prove the saying true,--
+"Order in all things you do."
+
+When she put away her shawl,
+  Nicely laying by her book,
+  She had only once to look
+_In its place_ to find her doll
+    Snugly there:
+She could shut her smiling eyes,
+Sure to find her pretty prize.
+
+See her books,--how clean they are!
+  Corners not turned down, I know!
+  There's a marker, made to show
+In her lessons just how far.
+    Dog-eared books
+Are a certain sign to me
+That the girl must careless be.
+
+She's as tidy as a pink!
+  Clean and neat, and gentle too!
+  If you take her actions through,
+Just the same, I know, you'll think.
+    School or home,
+    Tasks or play,
+    Books or toys,
+    Every way,
+Order keeps this loving girl,
+With her auburn hair a-curl.
+
+Friend of Youth.
+
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+What boy or girl in the Sunday School has not heard of Grace Darling?
+Are not these two women, whose noble deeds are told below, worthy to
+be called her sister-spirits?
+
+
+THE HEROINE OF PILLAU.
+
+A most interesting story is told, in a late German paper, of a
+remarkable woman in Pillau, Prussia, whose heroism of character
+certainly rises into the gigantic, or whose intrepidity, to say the
+least, appears to be unprecedented. This woman, by a truly generous
+daring, is the widow of a seaman, with whom, for upwards of twenty
+years, she made long voyages; and, since his death, she has devoted
+her life, for his memory's sake, to the noble and perilous task of
+carrying aid to the drowning. Her name is Katherine Klenfoldt.
+Whenever a storm arises, whether by day or night, she embarks in her
+boat, and quits the harbor in search of ship-wrecks. At the age of
+forty-seven, she has already rescued upwards of three hundred
+individuals from certain death. The population of Pillau venerate her
+as something holy, and the seamen look upon her as their
+guardian-angel. All heads are uncovered as she passes along the
+street. The Prussian and several other governments have sent her their
+medals of civil merit: the municipality of Pillau has conferred on her
+the freedom of her town. She possesses an athletic figure and great
+strength, seeming to be furnished by nature in view of a capacity to
+go through wild scenes and high deeds. Her physiognomy is somewhat
+masculine, with the expression softened by a look of gentleness and
+goodness.
+
+
+A GENUINE PHILANTHROPIST.
+
+The island of Rona is a small and very rocky spot of land, lying
+between the isle of Skye and the main land of Applecross, and is well
+known to mariners for the rugged and dangerous nature of the coast.
+There is a famous place of refuge at the north-western extremity,
+called the "Muckle Harbor," of very difficult access, however; which,
+strange to say, is easier to be entered at night than during the day.
+At the extremity of this hyperborean solitude is the residence of a
+poor widow, whose lonely cottage is called the "light-house," from the
+fact that she uniformly keeps a lamp burning in her little window at
+night. By keeping this light, and the entrance to the harbor open, a
+small vessel may enter with the greatest safety. During the silent
+watches of the night, the widow may be seen, like "Norma of the Fitful
+Head," trimming her little lamp with oil, being fearful that some
+misguided and frail bark may perish through her neglect; and for this
+she receives no manner of remuneration--it is pure, unmingled
+philanthropy. The poor woman's kindness does not rest even there; for
+she is unhappy till the benumbed and shivering mariner comes ashore to
+share her little board, and recruit himself at her cheerful and
+glowing fire, and she can seldom be prevailed upon to take any reward.
+She has saved more lives than Davy's belt, and thousands of pounds to
+the under-writers. This poor creature, in her younger days, witnessed
+her husband struggling with the waves, and swallowed up by the
+remorseless billow, "in sight of home and friends who thronged to
+save." This circumstance seems to have prompted her present devoted
+and solitary life, in which her only enjoyment is in doing good.
+
+*       *       *       *       *
+
+Here is a pretty piece. It was written, thirty-four years ago, by a
+class-mate and friend; but it sounds "as good as new." If he should
+happen to see it here, he will, I know, excuse the alteration of two
+lines, which, though quite proper for college-boys studying Latin and
+Greek, are not quite proper for children in a Christian Sunday School.
+
+
+THE RAIN-DROP AND THE POET.
+
+Come, tell me, little noisy friend,
+  That knockest at my pane,
+Whence is thy being? Where dost end,
+  Thou little drop of rain?
+
+  I come from the deep,
+  Where the dark waves sleep,
+And their beauty ever the sea-pearls keep;
+  I go to the brow
+  Of the mountain-snow,
+And trickle again to the depths below.
+
+But, wanderer, how didst win thy way
+  From caverns of the sea?
+Did not thy sisters say thee nay,
+  Sweet harbinger of glee?
+
+  With his far-darting flame,
+  The Day-king came,
+And bore me away in a cloudy frame;
+  And I sailed in the air,
+  Till the zephyrs bare
+Me hither to hear thy minstrel-prayer.
+
+And why dost change that tiny form,
+  Thou sweetest ocean-child?
+Why art the snow in winter-storm,
+  The rain in summer mild?
+
+  The breath from above
+  Of Him who is Love,
+In the snow and the rain-storm bids me to rove,
+  Lest the young-budding earth
+  Be destroyed in the birth,
+And Famine insult over Plenty and Mirth.
+
+ And wilt thou, little one, bestow
+  The minstrel's small request?
+Wilt come when cares of earth below
+  Press on his aching breast?
+
+  'Tis the minstrel's own
+  To kneel at the throne
+Of Him who reigns in the heavens alone;--
+  The grief of the soul
+  'Tis His to control,
+Who bids in the azure the planets roll.
+
+His couch when balmy slumber flies,
+  In watches of the night,
+Wilt, soother, come, and close his eyes,
+  And make his sorrows light?
+
+  I cannot come
+  From my sea-deep home,
+Whene'er I list on the earth to roam:
+  Who rules in the form
+  Of the ocean-storm
+His will must the rain-drop, too, perform.
+
+ Thy gentle prattle at the pane
+  Makes timorous Fancy smile:
+ Then let me hear that tender strain;
+  Blithe charmer, stay a while.
+
+  No: I cannot delay,
+  But must quickly away
+Where the rills in the valley my coming stay;
+  I haste to the dell
+  Where the wild-flowers dwell,
+Then "Peace to thee, minstrel," is the rain-drop's farewell.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+The poetry and prose you have been reading, children, thus far was
+most of it selected, when I was invited to a beautiful celebration,
+with some account of which you will be glad, I am sure, to have me
+close my collection. It was on
+
+
+CHRISTMAS EVENING AT THE PITTS-STREET CHAPEL,
+
+A very neat chapel, where Rev. Mr. Winkley, one of the Ministers at
+Large, preaches. On this occasion a platform was built up in front of
+the pulpit: most of the centre pews were filled with happy-looking
+boys and girls, and the rest of the room, even to the aisles, quite
+crowded with grown-up men and women. After the singing of two hymns by
+the children, and a prayer, a gentleman made a short address, telling
+how much better was the religion of the Jews than the religion of the
+Heathen. Then was spoken in a very pleasant way the following
+
+
+
+DIALOGUE--PART I.
+
+
+RACHEL, _a Jewess._--REBECCA, _Sister of Rachel._--EUDORA, _a
+Heathen._--JEZEBEL, _a Messenger._--RUTH, _friend of Rachel and
+Rebecca._
+
+_Eudora._ Rachel!
+
+_Rachel._ Eudora! welcome, thrice welcome, to Jerusalem.
+
+_Eudora._ Right glad am I, Rachel, to be once more by your side. The
+sun has not shone so brightly, nor the birds sung so sweetly, since
+you bade me farewell at my father's; and every moment has increased my
+desire to be with you again.
+
+_Rachel._ You have well done that you have come to me. And though I
+was not conscious of robbing your lovely home of its brightness, yet
+sure I am the remembrance of your true kindness and tender friendship
+has been to me ever since an increase of sunshine and song; and, now
+that you have come to me, the very temple itself shall look more
+beautiful, and the songs of David catch a new inspiration.
+
+_Eudora._ Still faithful, I see, to your temple and Jehovah; and so
+may it ever be! But I trust you have more respect for the gods I
+worship, and will not, as of yore, pronounce them false.
+
+_Rachel._ Sorry should I be to pain a true heart, and, most of all,
+that of my much-loved guest; but, still I _must_ say, the gods that
+you worship are no gods. There is but one God, and that is Jehovah.
+
+_Eudora._ As I came near Jerusalem, I remembered your earnest words on
+that subject,--as what that you ever uttered have I forgotten? I
+remembered, too, how nearly out of patience I often felt with you for
+claiming your god to be the only God; and, so as I drew near, I felt a
+desire to know him better. It being a time of worship in the temple, I
+went with a Jewish friend of mine up the hill, and entered the outer
+court, called, I believe, the Court of the Gentiles. And, verily, I
+saw _no_ god there. Perchance he was in the temple itself.
+
+_Rachel._ Yes, in the holy of holies: in the farther apartment of that
+building which you saw rising amid all the courts, he dwells.
+
+_Eudora._ I imagined that was his abode. But wherein differs your
+worship from ours? You have a temple; so have we. You have priests
+clothed in sacred robes; so have we. You have altars and sacrifices;
+so have we. You have an oracle and prophets; so have we. You go up to
+the dwelling-place of your God to worship and offer sacrifices; so do
+we. Wherein, then, do we differ?
+
+_Rachel._ If in nothing else, Eudora, yet in this: we have but _one_
+temple and one God for our nation; you have many. And again, you
+worship the work of men's hands,--images of wood and stone, that can
+neither see nor feel.
+
+_Rebecca (coming forward--Jezebel approaches)._ My heart is moved
+within me; and though my sister, in her joy of seeing her friend, has
+left me standing apart, yet your voice has drawn me to you.
+
+_Eudora._ Surely the sister of my friend shall be my sister: would
+that I could say her God shall be my God!
+
+_Rebecca._ Even so may it be!
+
+_Eudora._ And my gods hers!
+
+_Rebecca._ But that is impossible.
+
+_Eudora._ Why? Because, as she says, we have images for gods! But this
+is not so. Is Jupiter the thunderer confined to an image? or is Juno
+or any other deity? Have we not many images of all the gods in many
+places, and are they not in them all? Do not our armies go forth to
+war, and is not Jupiter with them and Mars also? These images are but
+_reminders_ of the gods, as my father's statue is of him.
+
+_Rebecca._ 'Tis true these many images and temples may not hold your
+gods more than our synagogues hold Jehovah; but as great an error is
+yours. You worship what has no existence; your gods are creatures of
+fancy. Your gods, too, are of various character, and not always
+agreed. This goodly world is not the patch-work of many and different
+gods, but of one designing mind,--one executing power; and that one,
+Jehovah.
+
+_Eudora._ Your sister, in many hours of precious intercourse, has
+almost persuaded me to believe in but one God; but why, if there be
+but one, may not that one be our Jupiter, known as the father of gods
+and men, as well as your Jehovah?
+
+_Jezebel_ (To Eudora). _Because he is not._ (To Rachel and Rebecca).
+Why do you talk with that stupid Heathen? You might as well convince a
+Samaritan dog. I have waited here with a message from David since the
+fifth hour, and all to be contaminated with idolatrous breath.
+
+_Rachel._ Why, Jezebel, do you not remember what the wise Solomon has
+said: "He that is slow to anger is better than the mighty, and he that
+ruleth his spirit than he that taketh a city;" or Moses' commands
+concerning the stranger and hospitality?
+
+_Jezebel._ Well, prate not to me, daughter of Eliab; for I need it
+not. Tell me if you have fulfilled the mission given you this day, and
+what answer I shall make.
+
+_Rachel._ I have. Ye only need say, "It is well." _[Jezebel departs
+impatiently.]_ (_To Eudora._) Be not moved by our neighbor's unkind
+manners. Did she love Jehovah, she would not thus do.
+
+_Eudora._ And is Jehovah careful about _these_ things?
+
+_Rachel._ Yes: every act is noticed by him; every heart is his desire;
+and herein he differs from all imaginary gods. Jupiter sits apart, and
+simply _rules_ the nations. Jehovah loves the children he has created,
+and is careful about their least concerns. He desires their love in
+return. Your gods demand conduct and sacrifices injurious and
+degrading. Jehovah's every word is for his people's prosperity.
+
+_Eudora._ And you are like your god. Your patient doing of right in
+the past comes to me; and this, with your kindness to the unfeeling
+and abusive Jezebel, has convinced me more, if possible, than your
+arguments. Surely I see that it was such a god that I desired to
+worship in Jupiter. If this be found alone in your god, then does my
+heart move me to say, Jehovah, He is God, and there is none else. Oh!
+may I not be mistaken!
+
+_Rachel._ Trust in Jehovah, and thou shalt not err.
+
+_Rebecca._ Rejoice in Jehovah, and thou shalt be glad for ever.
+
+_Ruth (calling)._ Rachel!
+
+_Rachel._ I come. (_To Eudora._) Let us hasten; for we have long
+tarried, and many wait to welcome you. _(Singing heard._) Hark! they
+are singing one of the songs of David: let us go join them.
+
+
+
+At the close of the dialogue, the cxxxvi. Psalm was chanted; and then
+another gentleman described the erroneous notions which the Jews had
+of the expected Messiah. His remarks were succeeded by
+
+
+
+DIALOGUE.--PART II.
+
+
+ANNA, MARTHA, SALOME, MARY, _of Jerusalem._ MIRIAM, LEAH, _of
+Bethlehem._
+
+_Mary (coming with Salome to Martha)._ Martha, I have been seeking,
+and am glad that I have found you; but why do you weep?
+
+_Martha._ We may do nothing else now, and the meeting with others
+seems to be the signal for fresh floods of tears.
+
+_Salome._ I may not ask the cause of your grief; for my own soul
+replies it is the common grief,--our nation's bondage.
+
+_Martha._ Yes, we are slaves; that only thought haunts me; the chosen
+people of Jehovah in subjection to the idolatrous Roman.
+
+_Salome._ Where now is the might of David? where the glory of Solomon?
+Surely Miriam's song may be turned upon ourselves; for the enemy "hath
+triumphed gloriously," and we are laid in the dust.
+
+_Mary._ Let us not, however, despond too much. Jehovah will not always
+chide. The Roman sway shall have an end.
+
+_Martha._ I know that Messiah cometh, and he will restore all things;
+but when?
+
+_Salome._ Yes, _when_? Long have we waited, and bitter has been our
+bondage; and even our own Herod has been more cruel than our foes.
+
+_Mary._ Nevertheless, let us hope. In the fulness of time the promised
+one will come. (_Miriam and Leah approach._) But, see! two more
+friends join us.
+
+_Martha._ Rather say, two more slaves.
+
+_Salome._ Yes; two more to weep with us.
+
+_Miriam._ Not so, not so, unless we weep for joy. The cloud that has
+so long hung over us in blackness is beginning to break. We have
+experienced more of gladness this day than has been ours since the
+last report that the Messiah had come was proved false.
+
+_Leah._ Yes, we have heard strange things since the morning service;
+joyful news have we for you.
+
+_Martha._ Another false prophet, no doubt, claiming to be Israel's
+deliverer, and proving a thousand times her foe.
+
+_Salome._ Let us not cheat ourselves with any more fanatical dreams.
+
+_Miriam._ No dream this; no fanatic's voice; no prophet's word, but a
+message direct from Heaven.
+
+_Martha._ A message from Heaven!
+
+_Leah._ 'Tis even so. Listen while I tell you. At Bethlehem, last
+night, the shepherds were watching their flocks as usual; at midnight
+they were startled by the sudden appearance of an angel of the Lord,
+and the shining round about them of an exceeding bright light; and the
+angel spoke to them. "Fear not," said he, "for, behold! I bring you
+good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all the people; for unto
+you is born this day, in the city of David, a _Saviour_, even the
+Messiah."
+
+_Martha._ Can this be true?
+
+_Salome._ But how shall he be known?
+
+_Anna._ In Bethlehem, did you say? But there is no palace in
+Bethlehem, where a prince should be born.
+
+_Leah._ Wait a little: I have not told you all. "This," said the angel
+to the shepherds, "shall be a sign to you. Ye shall find the babe
+wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger." And, when he had
+thus said, there suddenly joined him a multitude of the heavenly host;
+and presently they burst forth into this song,--"Glory to God in the
+highest; on earth peace and good will towards men!" And with this song
+they departed.
+
+_Anna._ This is indeed wonderful!
+
+_Salome._ But have the shepherds seen the babe?
+
+_Martha._ Oh! tell us that. Have they seen the babe? and are all
+things as they have declared?
+
+_Miriam._ Yes. We met them on their return. They were, with full
+hearts, praising God for the new hope of a glorious deliverance given
+to the nation.
+
+_Leah._ All hearts warmed as they spoke; and, catching their gladness,
+we come to you.
+
+_Mary._ Then shall we indeed hope! O my people! my people Israel!
+shall we see you again in your former glory?
+
+_Martha._ Surely, this news inspires my own soul. Once more shall the
+Roman be driven forth by the Lord of hosts; once more "shall Jehovah
+triumph, and his people be free."
+
+_Salome._ Yes; and Messiah shall bring all nations into subjection to
+_us_, as we are now to the Romans.
+
+_Anna._ Well may we wait a little longer, and bear the yoke with
+patience.
+
+_Mary._ I knew the Lord would not always chide, nor keep his anger for
+ever. Now may we rejoice and glory in the God of our salvation.
+
+_Martha._ Once more shall the name of _a Jew_ be somewhat more than a
+byword. When our King shall ride forth in his majesty, conquering and
+to conquer, then shall the Jews be terrible to their enemies, honored
+by their friends, and known everywhere as the people of the whole
+earth whom the Lord delighteth to honor.
+
+_Leah._ Let us tarry no longer here, feasting on these good things
+alone; but away; and, in every closet and from every house-top, let us
+spread the good news.
+
+_Mary._ Let us first, however, sing to Jehovah a song of triumph, and
+then to our work.
+
+_Miriam._ Even so let it be.
+
+
+
+Then arose, beautifully sung, this
+
+
+
+JEWISH SONG.
+
+Welcome day, oh, welcome day! a Saviour is born!
+Welcome day, oh, welcome day! no longer we mourn.
+    Our nation, exulting
+    O'er foes long insulting,
+Sings aloud, now sings aloud,--Oh, welcome this day!
+
+Lift your voice, oh, lift your voice! Jehovah is God!
+Lift your voice, oh, lift your voice! He has lifted the rod.
+    With goodness unceasing,
+    From bondage releasing,
+We his people will sing,--Jehovah, is God!
+
+Sound it forth, oh, sound it forth! Messias hath come!
+Sound it forth, oh, sound it forth! through every sad home.
+  With power avenging,
+  Our great wrongs revenging,
+He has come, he has come, Messias hath come!
+
+Joy is ours, oh, joy is ours! his sword shall defend!
+Joy is ours, oh, joy is ours! our foes shall now bend.
+  While at their yoke spurning,
+  Their insults returning,
+Joy is ours,--we are free,--his sword shall defend!
+
+Mrs. S.H. Winkley.
+
+
+
+Another address from a friend explained the true idea of Christ as a
+Saviour, to introduce
+
+
+
+DIALOGUE--PART III.
+
+
+EUDORA, _Heathen._--ZACHARIAH, JOHN, RACHEL, REBECCA, SALOME, MARY,
+and JEZEBEL, _Jews._
+
+_Eudora._ Well, Rachel, I owe you more than tongue can tell. The more
+I study Moses and the prophets, the more I believe in and love
+Jehovah; and the more surprised am I, that, for a moment, I hesitated
+in giving up the false gods of my childhood.
+
+_Rachel._ To Jehovah be your thanks, my friend, my sister; for never
+by human reasoning should we have been different from you. In love
+Jehovah revealed himself to us; and what we have so fully learned from
+him, we have given to you.
+
+_Eudora._ But what think you of the prophet in the wilderness,--John I
+think they call him?
+
+_Rachel._ He is dead. He was a bold man, and a good one, I think; but
+the best should be careful how they rebuke kings. John rebuked Herod,
+and lost his head in consequence thereof.
+
+_Eudora._ Well, we must all die.
+
+_Rachel._ Not so says he whom John declared to be greater than
+himself,--Jesus of Nazareth.
+
+_Zachariah._ If he be what many claim him, he speaks with more
+authority on that point than the Pharisees.
+
+_Eudora._ And what do people say he is?
+
+_Zachariah._ The Messiah.
+
+_Eudora._ Israel's Deliverer?
+
+_Zachariah._ Yes.
+
+_Eudora._ Well, what says he?
+
+_John._ That they who believe in him shall never die.
+
+_Eudora._ Surely, no one believeth that. Or does he jest, by saying
+what he knows they cannot receive?
+
+_Rachel._ You have never seen him, or you would not ask that question.
+No one hearing him can doubt, that he, like John, would seal his words
+with his blood.
+
+_John._ You have seen him: is he like John?
+
+_Rachel._ In boldness very like him. In other respects they differ.
+John was clothed like the prophets; Jesus wears the common garb. John
+dwelt in the wilderness, and on the banks of the Jordan; but Jesus
+frequents the cities and villages. John was stern in manner, and
+abstemious in food; Jesus is neither. He is gentle and social; often
+seen at the feasts of the publicans, and associating with the
+multitudes.
+
+_Eudora._ But does he, like the former kings of Israel, combine
+military ardor with his religious enthusiasm?
+
+_Rachel._ He seems, with all his boundless benevolence, formed to
+command; but never has he aimed to form an army, though the people
+would at one time have declared him king. Salome promised to meet us
+here at this time. I wish she were present. She can tell you more of
+him than can I.
+
+_Eudora._ And here she is.
+
+_John._ Welcome to our circle! and doubly so now; for we would hear of
+you concerning this Jesus, who we hoped was to be our deliverer from
+bondage.
+
+_Salome._ Right glad am I to be here, and more so to speak of him; for
+he hath come indeed to deliver us from bondage,--a worse, however,
+than _Roman_ bondage.
+
+_John._ Are we to have a harder taskmaster than the Romans, before we
+are delivered?
+
+_Salome._ No harder master than we now have. The Roman is not our only
+or worst bondage.
+
+_Rebecca._ What talk you of so earnestly?
+
+_Salome._ Jesus of Nazareth.
+
+_Rebecca._ He has come, it is said, to set up a new kingdom.
+
+_Salome._ Rather to enlarge the kingdom already flourishing in heaven.
+
+_Rebecca._ Call it what you may, he is slow in gathering his armies.
+
+_Salome._ He needs no army for his conquests, but an army of loving
+hearts and pure spirits.
+
+_Rebecca._ Then the nation's hope is again blasted, and we are to
+remain yet longer subjects of a foreign king.
+
+_Salome._ Not so. This is the true Messiah: he who joins his kingdom
+shall be free indeed.
+
+_Rebecca._ But what freedom can there be greater than from Roman
+bondage?
+
+_Eudora._ Unless it be a deliverance, such as mine, from idolatry and
+superstition. Methinks there is no liberty to be compared with that;
+and, having that, slavery loses its power.
+
+_Jezebel._ Or deliverance, such as mine, from an unholy temper.
+Surely, Eudora, mine is the greater deliverance; for what is truth
+without goodness? You were delivered from _error_; I from _sin._ Oh!
+since I have been from place to place with the Son of God, and
+listened to his gracious words, I have forgotten to be angry; and, I
+trust, my growing love for his Father and mine will cleanse me from
+all sin!
+
+_Mary._ I, too, have felt his power, and am seeking to join his
+kingdom. I first took him for a second David, who should glorify his
+people; then, when no army gathered around him, for a prophet sent to
+reform the nation. But now I believe him to be greater than
+either,--even the Son of God, and begin to think that he purposes to
+bless, not Jews alone, but Gentiles; not Palestine, but the world.
+
+_Rebecca._ Why should we think him greater than the prophets? why, the
+Son of Jehovah? Are the reports about his working miracles to be
+received as true?
+
+_Salome._ Certainly; for I have witnessed them. I have, at his mere
+word or touch, _seen_ the leper cleansed; the blind receive sight; the
+lame walk; and, that last wonderful work, Lazarus of Bethany raised
+from the dead.
+
+_Rebecca._ And what think you of all this?
+
+_Salome._ Just what one of our rulers declared to him the other night,
+"No man can do these miracles and not come from God, and have God with
+him." When the Pharisees or the Scribes tell me I am immortal, I
+question; but when he, thus aided by Jehovah, asserts the truth, it is
+enough.
+
+_Rebecca (to Mary)._ And did this move you also?
+
+_Mary._ How could I doubt any doctrine of his, after witnessing these
+works?
+
+_Jezebel._ But this is not all. He moved our hearts to love, as well
+as our minds to believe. With all my ill temper in the past, I have
+ever taken an interest in children. Judge ye, then, of the effect
+produced upon me, the first time I saw him, by this circumstance. I
+was walking along, filled with my usual impatience, when I suddenly
+saw Jesus at a distance, surrounded by a crowd, many of whom were
+Scribes and Pharisees. He had pleased the multitude, and excited even
+the admiration of his enemies; when, as I came nigh, I saw several
+persons endeavoring to get nearer to him with their children. They
+were rebuked even by his disciples; but Jesus, seeing the act, asked
+for the children, took them in his arms, and blessed them. From that
+moment have I loved and followed him.
+
+_Mary._ Then came his kind, yet firm rebuke of sin; his description of
+those who were prepared to join his kingdom; his promise to receive
+the worst who would become like himself; his assurance that all who
+continued faithful to the end of this life should in the next be
+joined to his Father's family; and, above all, the representation of
+Jehovah as our Father, who would give us eternal joy. Oh! what change
+have his glorious words wrought in us!
+
+_Rebecca._ Why do you say "changed _us_"? _Jezebel_ needed to be
+changed, but not _you._
+
+_Mary._ Such change as he demanded I needed. Oh! how much! 'Tis true,
+in _form_ I have served the God of my fathers. I have endeavored to
+keep unbroken the law; but that was not sufficient. To be like him,
+the _heart_ must burn with that love to his Father, that your delight
+will be even to be crucified in his service.
+
+_Salome._ Yes; as Mary says, he demands that love which not only pours
+itself forth to friends, but to strangers, and with diligence seeks
+the happiness even of our bitterest foes.
+
+_Zachariah._ O that I might have such a spirit, and be one of such a
+society!
+
+_Mary._ And so you may.
+
+_John._ And I!
+
+_Rebecca._ And I!
+
+_Salome._ Yes; all, _all_ who are weary of sin, and heavy laden with
+cares,--all may come, and none will be cast forth.
+
+_John._ This is freedom indeed.
+
+_Rachel._ And greatness indeed.
+
+_Rebecca._ Such a people must be the chosen of the Lord.
+
+_Eudora._ No longer Jew and Gentile, but one in Jesus.
+
+_Salome._ Is not this a Saviour for Israel? Oh! my heart burns within
+me for joy; for all people shall partake of this salvation.
+
+_Rachel._ Glory to God in the highest; on earth peace and good-will to
+men!
+
+_Mary._ The angel's song; and why should not we in a song praise God
+that he hath visited and redeemed his people?
+
+_Rebecca._ And may God make us true to this Saviour to the last!
+
+
+Next came an appropriate hymn; after which the pastor reviewed and
+explained the meaning of the different exercises of the evening, and
+what they were intended to teach about the origin and truth and
+blessedness of Christianity. A prayer was offered, and the services
+closed with that noble hymn, beginning "All hail the power of Jesus'
+name," sung to that noble old tune, "Coronation."
+
+I thought the Dialogues would please you, and asked leave to print
+them here.
+
+If there is any thing in the Dialogues, or in any of the pieces in
+this little book, you cannot understand, you must ask for an
+explanation from your parents or teachers, who will be glad to answer
+your questions. And now, if these "GEMS" give you as much pleasure as
+the "Christmas Evening at the Pitts-street Chapel" gave those who were
+present, I think, though "gathered in haste," you will say they are
+worth keeping, and looking at often.
+
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+<h2>
+GEMS GATHERED IN HASTE:<br>
+<font size="3">A New Year's Gift for Sunday Schools</font>
+</h2>
+
+
+
+
+<h5>
+                     Dedicated,<br>
+                 As a labor of love,<br>
+               To four Sunday Schools,<br>
+  Each of which will know that it is one of the four<br>
+                 By the initials of<br>
+                   Their friend,<br>
+                                             T.B.F.
+</h5>
+
+<hr class="full">
+
+<h3>
+A BRIGHT THOUGHT SPEEDILY EXECUTED.
+</h3>
+
+
+<p>
+It is an excellent rule, no doubt, children, not to be in a hurry; and
+the proverbs, "Take time by the forelock" and "The more haste the
+worse speed," are wise proverbs, worth keeping. But occasions occur,
+once in a while, when working hastily is a great deal better than not
+working at all, and may be working to some purpose too. I remember a
+case of this kind. In a certain town, on the forenoon of July 3, 183-,
+when "Floral Processions" were novel affairs, a company of ladies and
+gentlemen were assembled in a barn-chamber, finishing off and packing
+up a lot of moss baskets, and arranging bunches of flowers to be sent
+to Boston, to the Warren-street Chapel, by the mail coach at 3
+o'clock, P.M. It was about 10 o'clock when one of the party,&mdash;suppose
+we call him, for convenience just now, Mr. Perseverance,&mdash;who had been
+looking out of the window, down upon a very little garden, suddenly
+turned round, and exclaimed that something might be made prettier than
+any thing they had yet done. He told what it was. "It is impossible to
+do it now. We must wait till next year," said his friends. "Nothing
+like trying: a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush. No time like
+the present," replied Mr. Perseverance, a pertinacious gentleman, who
+wanted to "strike when the iron was hot," and carry out his notion
+without delay. Accordingly, he caught up two sticks, and nailed them
+together, so as to get the right shape. Then he went down town,&mdash;the
+town being small, he had not far to go,&mdash;begged at the bookstore a few
+"show-bills," containing the letters he needed for patterns; bought a
+sheet of gold paper and half an ounce of gum-arabic, twice as much of
+both as he really wanted; people in a hurry are not apt to calculate
+very nicely, or be very economical, you know. He carried his articles
+back to the barn, and asked a lady to try to cut out a motto he had
+selected, and gum it on a ribbon. "But where shall I get the ribbon?"
+said the lady. "Oh! find it somewhere," said Mr. Perseverance; "and be
+sure and have all ready when I return." There was one spot in the
+woods he remembered visiting months before with a boy in his
+neighborhood, on which grew another material, indispensable to his
+project. He found the lad: they jumped into a chaise; rode two or
+three miles to a grove; and, on searching a few moments, found what
+they were after,&mdash;a plant green in mid-winter as well as in summer,
+and prized by everybody who loves Christmas; gathered a bushel of it,
+more or less; and got home again before dinner. Meanwhile, the lady,
+with others to help her, had been busy; and all were wide awake now,
+entering into the spirit of the matter, thinking that the bright idea
+of Mr. Perseverance might possibly be accomplished in season. A
+splendid bunch of pure white lilies, not quite open, was fastened to
+the longest stick, the stems covered with wet paper or moss; then both
+pieces of wood were wound round with thick and rich evergreen, leaving
+the glorious flowers standing out gracefully, and white as the
+new-fallen snow. Next came the motto, in golden letters, on a broad
+white satin ribbon, which Mrs. Perseverance had found: it was the belt
+of her bridal dress, carefully preserved for several years, and now
+devoted to a good cause. The "emblem" was completed and packed just in
+time for the coach. "And what was it?" An evergreen cross, with the
+lilies at the centre; the ribbon hanging as a festoon from the arms,
+and bearing the words&mdash;
+</p>
+
+<center>
+"<i>Consider the Lilies</i>!"
+</center>
+
+<p>
+On reaching the city, it was much admired, and attracted a good many
+eyes in the show the next day. I believe there has hardly been a
+"Floral Procession" since, without a similar device; and among the
+banners used at the Warren-street Chapel, is a bright one of silk,
+which has on it the cross and the lilies finely painted.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+Now, let me tell you why I have sketched this incident as an
+introduction to the following pages. On the 24th of December, 1850, a
+letter came to me from a friend, asking if I was preparing a tract, as
+in former days, for a New Year's Gift, or if I could help him, his
+brother and sister teachers, in selecting some fit and cheap book for
+all the two hundred children they love to meet every Sunday. At first,
+I only thought of answering that I was sorry to say he must look to
+somebody else for what was wanted. But I did not quite like to do
+this; and, presently remembering the achievement of Mr. Perseverance,
+I said to myself, if he got that cross made in a few hours, why cannot
+a tract be made in a few days? I consulted the printer, and he agreed
+to do all he could. So we went to work immediately, and here are the
+"Gems Gathered in Haste."
+</p>
+
+<hr class="full">
+
+<h2>
+GEMS GATHERED IN HASTE.
+</h2>
+
+<hr class="full">
+
+
+<p class="cap">
+To show how great evils may be prevented by a little care, and how
+much good a child may do, let me begin with the story of
+</p>
+
+<h3>
+THE LITTLE HERO OF HAARLEM.
+</h3>
+
+<p>
+At an early period in the history of Holland, a boy was born in
+Haarlem, a town remarkable for its variety of fortune in war, but
+happily still more so for its manufactures and inventions in peace.
+His father was a <i>sluicer</i>,&mdash;that is, one whose employment it was to
+open and shut the sluices, or large oak-gates, which, placed at
+certain regular distances, close the entrance of the canals, and
+secure Holland from the danger to which it seems exposed, of finding
+itself under water, rather than above it. When water is wanted, the
+sluicer raises the sluices more or less, as required, as a cook turns
+the cock of a fountain, and closes them again carefully at night;
+otherwise the water would flow into the canals, then overflow them,
+and inundate the whole country; so that even the little children in
+Holland are fully aware of the importance of a punctual discharge of
+the sluicer's duties. The boy was about eight years old, when, one
+day, he asked permission to take some cakes to a poor blind man, who
+lived at the other side of the dyke. His father gave him leave, but
+charged him not to stay too late. The child promised, and set off on
+his little journey. The blind man thankfully partook of his young
+friend's cakes; and the boy, mindful of his father's orders, did not
+wait, as usual, to hear one of the old man's stories; but, as soon as
+he had seen him eat one muffin, took leave of him to return home.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+As he went along by the canals, then quite full,&mdash;for it was in
+October, and the autumn rains had swelled the waters,&mdash;the boy now
+stopped to pull the little blue flowers which his mother loved so
+well; now, in childish gayety, hummed some merry song. The road
+gradually became more solitary; and soon neither the joyous shout of
+the villager, returning to his cottage-home, nor the rough voice of
+the carter, grumbling at his lazy horses, was any longer to be heard.
+The little fellow now perceived that the blue of the flowers in his
+hand was scarcely distinguishable from the green of the surrounding
+herbage, and he looked up in some dismay. The night was falling; not,
+however, a dark winter night, but one of those beautiful, clear,
+moonlight nights, in which every object is perceptible, though not as
+distinctly as by day. The child thought of his father, of his
+injunction, and was preparing to quit the ravine in which he was
+almost buried, and to regain the beach, when suddenly a slight noise,
+like the trickling of water upon pebbles, attracted his attention. He
+was near one of the large sluices, and he now carefully examines it,
+and soon discovers a hole in the wood, through which the water was
+flowing. With the instant perception which every child in Holland
+would have, the boy saw that the water must soon enlarge the hole
+through which it was now only dropping, and that utter and general
+ruin would be the consequence of the inundation of the country that
+must follow. To see, to throw away the flowers, to climb from stone to
+stone till he reached the hole, and to put his finger into it, was the
+work of a moment; and, to his delight, he finds that he has succeeded
+in stopping the flow of the water.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+This was all very well for a little while, and the child thought only
+of the success of his device. But the night was closing in, and with
+the night came the cold. The little boy looked around in vain. No one
+came. He shouted&mdash;he called loudly&mdash;no one answered. He resolved to
+stay there all night; but, alas! the cold was becoming every moment
+more biting, and the poor finger fixed in the hole began to feel
+benumbed, and the numbness soon extended to the hand, and thence
+throughout the whole arm. The pain became still greater, still harder
+to bear; but still the boy moved not. Tears rolled down his cheeks as
+he thought of his father, of his mother, of his little bed, where he
+might now be sleeping so soundly; but still the little fellow stirred
+not, for he knew that did he remove the small slender finger which he
+had opposed to the escape of the water, not only would he himself be
+drowned, but his father, his brothers, his neighbors&mdash;nay, the whole
+village. We know not what faltering of purpose, what momentary
+failures of courage, there might have been during that long and
+terrible night; but certain it is, that, at day-break, he was found in
+the same painful position by a clergyman returning from attendance on
+a death-bed, who, as he advanced, thought he heard groans, and,
+bending over the dyke, discovered a child seated on a stone, writhing
+from pain, and with pale face and tearful eyes.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+"Boy," he exclaimed, "what are you doing there?"
+</p>
+
+<p>
+"I am hindering the water from running out," was the answer, in
+perfect simplicity, of the child, who, during the whole night, had
+been evincing such heroic fortitude and undaunted courage.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+&mdash;<i>Sharpe's Magazine.</i>
+</p>
+
+<hr class="half">
+
+<p class="cap">
+I copy these verses for two reasons. They teach trust in God; and they
+were written by a gentleman who, I am sure, remembers with pleasure
+when he was a scholar in the Sunday School; the request of whose
+superintendents induced me to make this miniature book.
+</p>
+
+
+<h3>
+STORM AT SEA.
+</h3>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>We were crowded in the cabin;</p>
+  <p class="i2">Not a soul would dare to sleep:</p>
+<p>It was midnight on the waters,</p>
+  <p class="i2">And a storm was on the deep.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>'Tis a fearful thing, in winter</p>
+  <p class="i2">To be shattered in the blast,</p>
+<p>And to hear the rattling trumpet</p>
+  <p class="i2">Thunder, "Cut away the mast!"</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>So we shuddered there in silence;</p>
+  <p class="i2">For the stoutest held his breath,</p>
+<p>While the hungry sea was roaring,</p>
+  <p class="i2">And the breakers talked with Death.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>As thus we sat in darkness,</p>
+  <p class="i2">Each one busy in his prayers,</p>
+<p>"We are lost!" the captain shouted,</p>
+  <p class="i2">As he staggered down the stairs.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>But his little daughter whispered,</p>
+  <p class="i2">As she took his icy hand,</p>
+<p>"Isn't God upon the ocean</p>
+  <p class="i2">Just the same as on the land?"</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Then we kissed the little maiden,</p>
+  <p class="i2">And we spoke in better cheer,</p>
+<p>And we anchored safe in harbor</p>
+  <p class="i2">When the morn was shining clear.</p>
+</div>
+
+<p><i>
+J.T. Fields.</i>
+</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="half">
+
+<p class="cap">
+Here are two anecdotes: one for boys, the other for girls. When you
+read the first, remember that all good deeds are not published, and
+cherish always the belief that many kind acts are done which are never
+put in print to be read by everybody.
+</p>
+
+
+<h3>
+KINDNESS.
+</h3>
+
+<p>
+This word seldom begins an article in a newspaper, but "cruelty" or
+"murder" more often instead. It is a pleasure to record an act of
+kindness; painful that we have not frequent opportunities. Yet such an
+act made our heart glad, filled it with a new love for our kind, only
+a day or two since. A school-girl, about ten years of age, was
+passing, with a smaller school-girl in her arms, whom she carried with
+much difficulty; for the weather was sultry. Other children were in
+company, with books in their hands. The whole party stopped to rest
+under the shade of a tree. Just then, a gentleman observed the group.
+His attention was particularly attracted by the child, still supported
+by the arm of her friend. "What's the matter, my little Miss?" he
+inquired, in his kind, soft tone. "She's sick, sir," replied the
+friend. "And are you taking her home?" "I'm trying, sir." "How far off
+does she live?" "Down by the Long Bridge." "A mile or more! and you
+would carry her through the hot sun! no shade on the way either!" "I
+must try, sir," answered the school-girl. "No, you must not," said the
+kind gentleman, "it would kill both of you." A carriage passed at this
+moment. A word and a waving arm caused it to draw up to the pavement.
+All the party entered it, and all right merry, except the sick one;
+but even she looked up with a faint smile, fixing her large, tender
+eyes on the face of the stranger. The driver had been instructed fully
+as to his destination, had been paid too, and now drove away. "Poor
+little girl!" said the gentleman to himself, in a low voice. "Good
+bye, sir!" said all the children, in a high tone.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+&mdash;<i>Washington News.</i>
+</p>
+
+
+<h3>
+A BRAVE BOY.
+</h3>
+
+<p>
+An interesting little boy, who could not swim, whilst skating on our
+river on New Year's Day, ran into a large air-hole. He kept himself
+for a time above water: the little boys, all gathered round the
+opening, tried to hand him poles; but the ice continued breaking, and
+he was still floating out of reach. Despair at last seized his heart,
+and was visible in every face around. At this moment, when, exhausted,
+the poor little fellow was about to sink, a brave and generous-hearted
+boy exclaimed, "I cannot stand it, boys!" He wheeled round, made a
+run, and dashed in at the risk of his own life, and seized the little
+boy and swam to the edge of the ice with him: after breaking his way
+to the more solid ice, he succeeded in handing him out to his
+companions, who then assisted him out. In Rome, this act of heroism
+would have insured this brave youth a civic crown. His name is Albert
+Hershbergar.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+&mdash;<i>Charleston (Va.) Republican.</i>
+</p>
+
+<hr class="half">
+
+<p class="cap">
+I know a little girl who has committed this to memory. Let all little
+girls and boys who read it do the same, and they will have music worth
+listening to in their own hearts.
+</p>
+
+
+<h3>
+LITTLE CHILDREN, LOVE ONE ANOTHER.
+</h3>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>A little girl, with a happy look,</p>
+<p>Sat slowly reading a ponderous book,</p>
+<p>All bound with velvet and edged with gold,</p>
+<p>And its weight was more than the child could hold;</p>
+<p>Yet dearly she loved to ponder it o'er,</p>
+<p>And every day she prized it more;</p>
+<p>For it said, and she looked at her smiling mother,&mdash;</p>
+<p>It said, "Little children, love one another."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>She thought it was beautiful in the book,</p>
+<p>And the lesson home to her heart she took;</p>
+<p>She walked on her way with a trusting grace,</p>
+<p>And a dove-like look in her meek young face;</p>
+<p>Which said, just as plain as words could say,</p>
+<p>"The Holy Bible I must obey:</p>
+<p>So, mamma, I'll be kind to my darling brother;</p>
+<p>For 'little children must love each other.'</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>I'm sorry he's naughty, and will not play;</p>
+<p>But I'll love him still, for I think the way</p>
+<p>To make him gentle and kind to me</p>
+<p>Will be better shown if I let him see</p>
+<p>I strive to do what I think is right;</p>
+<p>And thus, when I kneel in prayer to-night,</p>
+<p>I will clasp my hands around my brother,</p>
+<p>And say, 'Little children, love one another.'"</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>The little girl did as her Bible taught,</p>
+<p>And pleasant indeed was the change it wrought;</p>
+<p>For the boy looked up in glad surprise,</p>
+<p>To meet the light of her loving eyes:</p>
+<p>His heart was full,&mdash;he could not speak;</p>
+<p>But he pressed a kiss on his sister's cheek;</p>
+<p>And God looked down on that happy mother</p>
+<p>Whose "little children loved each other."</p>
+</div>
+
+<p>
+&mdash;<i>Bath Paper.</i>
+</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<hr class="half">
+
+<p class="cap">
+The two next pieces ought to go together. They resemble each other,
+not only in their subjects, but in their beauty also. I hardly know
+which is the most interesting.
+</p>
+
+
+<h3>
+THE SISTER'S GRAVE.
+</h3>
+
+<p>
+At Smyrna, the burial-ground of the Americans, like that of the
+Moslems, is removed a short distance from the town, is sprinkled with
+green trees, and is a favorite resort not only with the bereaved, but
+with those whose feelings are not thus darkly overcast. I met there
+one morning a little girl with a half-playful countenance, busy blue
+eye, and sunny locks, bearing in one hand a small cup of china, and in
+the other a wreath of fresh flowers. Feeling a very natural curiosity
+to know what she could do with these bright things, in a place that
+seemed to partake so much of sadness, I watched her light motions.
+Reaching a retired grave, covered with a plain marble slab, she
+emptied the seed, which it appeared the cup contained, into the slight
+cavities which had been scooped out in the corners of the level
+tablet, and laid the wreath on its pure face. "And why," I inquired,
+"my sweet child, do you put the seed in those little bowls there?" "It
+is to bring the birds here," she replied with a half-wondering look:
+"they will light on this tree," pointing to the cypress above, "when
+they have eaten the seed, and sing." "To whom do they sing?" I asked:
+"to you or to each other?" "Oh! no," she quickly replied, "to my
+sister: she sleeps here." "But your sister is dead?" "Oh! yes, sir;
+but she hears the birds sing." "Well, if she does hear the birds sing,
+she cannot see that wreath of flowers." "But she knows I put it there;
+I told her, before they took her away from our house, I would come and
+see her every morning." "You must" I continued, "have loved that
+sister very much; but you will never talk with her any more, never see
+her again." "Yes, sir," she replied, with a brightened look, "I shall
+see her always in heaven." "But she has gone there already, I trust."
+"No, she stops under this tree till they bring me here, and then we
+are going to heaven together." "But she has gone already, my child:
+you will meet her there, I hope; but certainly she is gone, and left
+you to come afterward." She cast to me a look of inquiring
+disappointment, and the tears came to her eyes.
+</p>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Oh! yes, my sweet child, be it so,</p>
+  <p class="i2">That, near the cypress-tree,</p>
+<p>Thy sister sees those eyes o'erflow,</p>
+  <p class="i2">And fondly waits for thee;</p>
+<p>That still she hears the young birds sing,</p>
+  <p class="i2">And sees the chaplet wave,</p>
+<p>Which every morn thy light hands bring,</p>
+  <p class="i2">To dress her early grave;</p>
+<p>And in a brighter, purer sphere,</p>
+  <p class="i2">Beyond the sunless tomb,</p>
+<p>Those virtues that have charmed us here</p>
+  <p class="i2">In fadeless life shall bloom.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="half">
+
+<h3>
+THE LITTLE FLOWER-GARDEN.
+</h3>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>In yonder village burying-place,</p>
+  <p class="i2">With briers and weeds o'ergrown,</p>
+<p>I saw a child, with beauteous face,</p>
+  <p class="i2">Sit musing all alone.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Without a shoe, without a hat,</p>
+  <p class="i2">Beside a new-raised mound,</p>
+<p>The little Willie pensive sat,</p>
+  <p class="i2">As if to guard the ground.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>I asked him why he lingered thus</p>
+  <p class="i2">Within that gray old wall.</p>
+<p>"Because," said he, "it is to us</p>
+  <p class="i2">The dearest place of all."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>"And what," said I, "to one so young,</p>
+  <p class="i2">Can make the place so dear?"</p>
+<p>"Our mother," said the lisping tongue,&mdash;</p>
+  <p class="i2">They laid our mother here.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>And since they made it mother's lot,</p>
+  <p class="i2">We like to call it ours:</p>
+<p>We took it for our garden-spot,</p>
+  <p class="i2">And planted it with flowers.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>We know 'twas here that she was laid;</p>
+  <p class="i2">And yet they tell us, too,</p>
+<p>She's now a happy angel made,</p>
+  <p class="i2">To live where angels do.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Then she will watch us from above,</p>
+  <p class="i2">And smile on us, to know</p>
+<p>That here her little children love</p>
+  <p class="i2">To make sweet flowerets grow.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>My sister Anna's gone to take</p>
+  <p class="i2">Her supper, and will come,</p>
+<p>With quickest haste that she can make,</p>
+  <p class="i2">To let me run for some.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>We do not leave the spot alone,</p>
+  <p class="i2">For fear the birds will spy</p>
+<p>The places where the seeds were sown,</p>
+  <p class="i2">And catch them up and fly.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>We love to have them come and feed,</p>
+  <p class="i2">And sing and flit about;</p>
+<p>Yet not where we have dropped the seed,</p>
+  <p class="i2">To find and pick it out.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>But now the great round yellow sun</p>
+  <p class="i2">Is going down the west;</p>
+<p>And soon the birds will every one</p>
+  <p class="i2">Be home, and in the nest.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Then we to rest shall go home too;</p>
+  <p class="i2">And while we're fast asleep,</p>
+<p>Amid the darkness and the dew,</p>
+  <p class="i2">Perhaps the sprouts will peep.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>And, when our plants have grown so high</p>
+  <p class="i2">That leaves are on the stem,</p>
+<p>We'll call the pretty birdies nigh,</p>
+  <p class="i2">And scatter crumbs for them.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>For mother loved their songs to hear,</p>
+  <p class="i2">To watch them on the wing:</p>
+<p>She'll love to know they still come near</p>
+  <p class="i2">Her little ones, and sing."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>"Heaven shield thee, precious child!" methought,</p>
+  <p class="i2">"And sister Annie too!</p>
+<p>And may your future days be fraught</p>
+  <p class="i2">With blessings ever new!"</p>
+</div>
+
+<p>
+<i>Hanna F. Gould</i>
+</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="half">
+
+
+<p class="cap">
+This is a true story. A little girl received it in a letter from a
+very dear friend before it was printed.
+</p>
+
+
+<h3>
+THE FEATHER BRUSH.
+</h3>
+
+<p>
+So, my dear little friend, you wish for an answer to your letter, and
+could not understand that the little feather brush I sent you was a
+reply to your loving remembrance, just as if I had written one with
+pen and ink. But you were a kind and loving child to transfer the gift
+to little Julia, in your pity for her tears. I hope it soothed her
+troubled heart, and dried her blue eyes; and you now shall have,
+instead, the story which those soft feathers were sent to tell.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+One evening last summer, Miss L&mdash;&mdash; came home from one of her rides,
+with a large basket closely covered; and what do you think it
+contained? Why, a great anxious mother-hen, all tawny-colored and
+white, with thirteen downy little chickens, who were frightened
+enough, and wondering where in the wide world they were. We made a
+house for them in the green meadow, of a barrel turned upside down;
+and they all crept under their mother's wing, and went to sleep. But,
+lo! a great storm came in the night, such a pouring rain, such a
+blowing gale,&mdash;we really feared the tiny things would be drowned! But
+a kind neighbor put on his big coat, and went to their rescue. He put
+them all together in the basket again, and brought it into the
+kitchen, where they got thoroughly warm and dry; after which, they
+were taken out to the barn, where they lived a few days very
+comfortably. Then one of them disappeared, we never knew where; and
+another lamed herself in some way, and, notwithstanding all our care,
+she died. But the rest grew up, a healthy and obedient little family,
+always ready to eat, and so quick to run with their tiny feet, when
+any one appeared at the door, that it was very funny to see them.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+Another day, Miss L&mdash;&mdash; brought home two large chickens; one of them
+with a long neck, and a beautiful black crest upon her head, and a
+dress of black feathers softer than velvet. Her we named Donna:
+sometimes we call her Bella Donna. The other was dressed in white
+feathers, some of them tipped with glossy black and brown, but many of
+them pure white. She was named Luca. They were shut together for a few
+days, until they began to feel at home; then they were set free to
+scratch in the barn-yard, and get acquainted with the neighbors'
+fowls, when we began to see how different they were in character as
+well as dress. Donna holds her head very high, and pays no attention
+to any other hens; runs away from us, when we invite her to dinner, no
+matter how nice it is; and never will get acquainted, all we can do.
+But Luca we love as we should a gentle, timid little girl. Sometimes,
+when we open the door, there she stands patiently waiting, and looks
+up at us with her bright eye so pleasantly, that we must stop, if ever
+so busy, and feed her. Occasionally we hear a gentle sound on the
+door-step, which we all know; then some one is sure to exclaim,
+"There's Luca," and run to get her something nice to eat. The little
+chickens, with Mater their mother, all come rushing, tapping,
+perching, chirping at the door, and tease and tap-tap and "yip-p
+yip-p" until we quite weary of them. If the door stands open, they fly
+up the steps, walk in, look round the room, and pick up any thing they
+can find, until we send them away. The moment their tin pan appears,
+they are all in a flying huddle, tumble over each other, fly to the
+pan, to our shoulders, or anywhere, to get the first mouthful. Old
+Mater is ravenous and impolite as the rest, except that she always
+waits for her children to get a few mouthfuls first; but not another
+hen or chicken must come near them. Luca, patient gentle Luca, often
+stands and waits modestly behind; and, if she gets nothing, makes a
+little mournful sound,&mdash;that is all.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+Some <i>flocks</i> of russet, black and brown hens, crowers, and chickens,
+who live close by, are a great annoyance to Mater, and to all of us.
+They come shooting into the yard like little steam-engines, and snatch
+all they can of the dinner to which they were not invited; and, if
+driven away a dozen times, rush back, the first chance, to get and
+devour all they can. Why, they have been into the house, and eaten a
+pie which was set to cool, pecked at the apples, Pony's oats, and any
+thing they could find to eat! What would you have said then? Even
+Mater's <i>children</i> never did such impertinent things, hungry as they
+always are. One white chicken about their size, a naughty-looking
+little thing, with her head always down, left her own mother, and
+would come dashing in as if she belonged among them; but Mater and her
+little ones always found her out, and sent her away.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+One day we thought we would name the eleven chickens, as Mater could
+not name them herself; and, since then, we know them each and all, and
+just how they behave. Annie and Mary are two sober-looking little
+creatures, in quakerish feathers of drab and grey. Nat is a white
+crower, with beautiful soft feathers, and a long graceful black tail.
+Louise has a shaded dress of grey and white, and is almost as modest
+and gentle as Luca. Hannah is a little bantam, with tufted head and
+large eyes, the smallest but the sprightliest of the family: she
+always tumbles in amongst the rest, and gets the first taste of every
+thing; and her mother allows her to do it. One of them, named Lise, a
+white one, came in the other morning, just as we had finished
+breakfast; and, seeing many things spread out to eat, she flew up to
+the back of a chair, and, perching herself there, surveyed the whole
+table, and was very unwilling to get down. At length, getting a little
+alarmed at our efforts to teach her better, she pounced directly down
+amidst the cups and dishes, putting her foot into a saucer of tea, and
+making a great commotion in her fright. Two, named George and John,
+are trying to learn to crow. Little Mary hears the large hens cackle,
+and you would laugh loud to hear her try to imitate them. They are
+having warm, new dresses made for them; so they let the summer ones
+blow about in the breeze for any little girls who want them,
+particularly kind and neat and useful little maidens, who love to dust
+their mother's books, picture frames, and flower baskets.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+If I can send you another brush, my little friend, you must imagine
+neat little Louise, Annie and Mary, gentle Luca and handsome Donna,
+sending their best love and kind wishes, and inviting you to come some
+summer's day, to see them eat their dinner, and run about with them in
+the green meadows. So, my darling, good bye. Perhaps, before you come
+to see us, Luca may be a little mother, with a brood of pretty downy
+children, following all around her.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+Kisses and love from your friend,<br>
+<i>F. E. H.</i>
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>
+(From the "Child's Friend.")
+</i>
+</p>
+
+<hr class="half">
+
+<p class="cap">
+If any child wishes to know how to be neat and orderly, here, to teach
+them, is the example of
+</p>
+
+
+<h3>
+LITTLE PINK.
+</h3>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>On a swinging little shelf</p>
+  <p class="i2">Were some pretty little books;</p>
+  <p class="12">And I reckoned from their looks,</p>
+<p>That the darling little elf,</p>
+    <p class="i4">Whose they were,</p>
+<p>Was the careful, tidy girl,</p>
+<p>With her auburn hair a-curl.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>In a little chest of drawers,</p>
+  <p class="i2">Every thing was nice and prim,</p>
+  <p class="i2">And was always kept so trim,</p>
+<p>That her childish little stores,</p>
+    <p class="i4">Books or toys,</p>
+<p>In good order could be found,&mdash;</p>
+<p>Never careless thrown around.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>And she laid her bonnet by,</p>
+  <p class="i2">When she hastened home from school;</p>
+  <p class="i2">For it was her constant rule,&mdash;</p>
+<p>And she was resolved to try,</p>
+    <p class="i4">School or home,</p>
+<p>How to prove the saying true,&mdash;</p>
+<p>"Order in all things you do."</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>When she put away her shawl,</p>
+  <p class="i2">Nicely laying by her book,</p>
+  <p class="i2">She had only once to look</p>
+<p><i>In its place</i> to find her doll</p>
+    <p class="i4">Snugly there:</p>
+<p>She could shut her smiling eyes,</p>
+<p>Sure to find her pretty prize.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>See her books,&mdash;how clean they are!</p>
+  <p class="i2">Corners not turned down, I know!</p>
+  <p class="i2">There's a marker, made to show</p>
+<p>In her lessons just how far.</p>
+    <p class="i4">Dog-eared books</p>
+<p>Are a certain sign to me</p>
+<p>That the girl must careless be.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>She's as tidy as a pink!</p>
+  <p class="i2">Clean and neat, and gentle too!</p>
+  <p class="i2">If you take her actions through,</p>
+<p>Just the same, I know, you'll think.</p>
+    <p class="i4">School or home,</p>
+    <p class="i4">Tasks or play,</p>
+    <p class="i4">Books or toys,</p>
+    <p class="i4">Every way,</p>
+<p>Order keeps this loving girl,</p>
+<p>With her auburn hair a-curl.</p>
+</div>
+
+<p>
+<i>
+Friend of Youth.</i>
+</p>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="half">
+
+<p class="cap">
+What boy or girl in the Sunday School has not heard of Grace Darling?
+Are not these two women, whose noble deeds are told below, worthy to
+be called her sister-spirits?
+</p>
+
+
+<h3>
+THE HEROINE OF PILLAU.
+</h3>
+
+<p>
+A most interesting story is told, in a late German paper, of a
+remarkable woman in Pillau, Prussia, whose heroism of character
+certainly rises into the gigantic, or whose intrepidity, to say the
+least, appears to be unprecedented. This woman, by a truly generous
+daring, is the widow of a seaman, with whom, for upwards of twenty
+years, she made long voyages; and, since his death, she has devoted
+her life, for his memory's sake, to the noble and perilous task of
+carrying aid to the drowning. Her name is Katherine Klenfoldt.
+Whenever a storm arises, whether by day or night, she embarks in her
+boat, and quits the harbor in search of ship-wrecks. At the age of
+forty-seven, she has already rescued upwards of three hundred
+individuals from certain death. The population of Pillau venerate her
+as something holy, and the seamen look upon her as their
+guardian-angel. All heads are uncovered as she passes along the
+street. The Prussian and several other governments have sent her their
+medals of civil merit: the municipality of Pillau has conferred on her
+the freedom of her town. She possesses an athletic figure and great
+strength, seeming to be furnished by nature in view of a capacity to
+go through wild scenes and high deeds. Her physiognomy is somewhat
+masculine, with the expression softened by a look of gentleness and
+goodness.
+</p>
+
+
+<h3>
+A GENUINE PHILANTHROPIST.
+</h3>
+
+<p>
+The island of Rona is a small and very rocky spot of land, lying
+between the isle of Skye and the main land of Applecross, and is well
+known to mariners for the rugged and dangerous nature of the coast.
+There is a famous place of refuge at the north-western extremity,
+called the "Muckle Harbor," of very difficult access, however; which,
+strange to say, is easier to be entered at night than during the day.
+At the extremity of this hyperborean solitude is the residence of a
+poor widow, whose lonely cottage is called the "light-house," from the
+fact that she uniformly keeps a lamp burning in her little window at
+night. By keeping this light, and the entrance to the harbor open, a
+small vessel may enter with the greatest safety. During the silent
+watches of the night, the widow may be seen, like "Norma of the Fitful
+Head," trimming her little lamp with oil, being fearful that some
+misguided and frail bark may perish through her neglect; and for this
+she receives no manner of remuneration&mdash;it is pure, unmingled
+philanthropy. The poor woman's kindness does not rest even there; for
+she is unhappy till the benumbed and shivering mariner comes ashore to
+share her little board, and recruit himself at her cheerful and
+glowing fire, and she can seldom be prevailed upon to take any reward.
+She has saved more lives than Davy's belt, and thousands of pounds to
+the under-writers. This poor creature, in her younger days, witnessed
+her husband struggling with the waves, and swallowed up by the
+remorseless billow, "in sight of home and friends who thronged to
+save." This circumstance seems to have prompted her present devoted
+and solitary life, in which her only enjoyment is in doing good.
+</p>
+
+<hr class="half">
+
+<p class="cap">
+Here is a pretty piece. It was written, thirty-four years ago, by a
+class-mate and friend; but it sounds "as good as new." If he should
+happen to see it here, he will, I know, excuse the alteration of two
+lines, which, though quite proper for college-boys studying Latin and
+Greek, are not quite proper for children in a Christian Sunday School.
+</p>
+
+
+<h3>
+THE RAIN-DROP AND THE POET.
+</h3>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Come, tell me, little noisy friend,</p>
+  <p class="i2">That knockest at my pane,</p>
+<p>Whence is thy being? Where dost end,</p>
+  <p class="i2">Thou little drop of rain?</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+  <p class="i2">I come from the deep,</p>
+  <p class="i2">Where the dark waves sleep,</p>
+<p>And their beauty ever the sea-pearls keep;</p>
+  <p class="i2">I go to the brow</p>
+  <p class="i2">Of the mountain-snow,</p>
+<p>And trickle again to the depths below.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>But, wanderer, how didst win thy way</p>
+  <p class="i2">From caverns of the sea?</p>
+<p>Did not thy sisters say thee nay,</p>
+  <p class="i2">Sweet harbinger of glee?</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+  <p class="i2">With his far-darting flame,</p>
+  <p class="i2">The Day-king came,</p>
+<p>And bore me away in a cloudy frame;</p>
+  <p class="i2">And I sailed in the air,</p>
+  <p class="i2">Till the zephyrs bare</p>
+<p>Me hither to hear thy minstrel-prayer.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>And why dost change that tiny form,</p>
+  <p class="i2">Thou sweetest ocean-child?</p>
+<p>Why art the snow in winter-storm,</p>
+  <p class="i2">The rain in summer mild?</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+  <p class="i2">The breath from above</p>
+  <p class="i2">Of Him who is Love,</p>
+<p>In the snow and the rain-storm bids me to rove,</p>
+  <p class="i2">Lest the young-budding earth</p>
+  <p class="i2">Be destroyed in the birth,</p>
+<p>And Famine insult over Plenty and Mirth.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+ <p>And wilt thou, little one, bestow</p>
+  <p class="i2">The minstrel's small request?</p>
+<p>Wilt come when cares of earth below</p>
+  <p class="i2">Press on his aching breast?</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+  <p class="i2">'Tis the minstrel's own</p>
+  <p class="i2">To kneel at the throne</p>
+<p>Of Him who reigns in the heavens alone;&mdash;</p>
+  <p class="i2">The grief of the soul</p>
+  <p class="i2">'Tis His to control,</p>
+<p>Who bids in the azure the planets roll.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>His couch when balmy slumber flies,</p>
+  <p class="i2">In watches of the night,</p>
+<p>Wilt, soother, come, and close his eyes,</p>
+  <p class="i2">And make his sorrows light?</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+  <p class="i2">I cannot come</p>
+  <p class="i2">From my sea-deep home,</p>
+<p>Whene'er I list on the earth to roam:</p>
+  <p class="i2">Who rules in the form</p>
+  <p class="i2">Of the ocean-storm</p>
+<p>His will must the rain-drop, too, perform.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+ <p>Thy gentle prattle at the pane</p>
+  <p class="i2">Makes timorous Fancy smile:</p>
+ <p>Then let me hear that tender strain;</p>
+  <p class="i2">Blithe charmer, stay a while.</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+  <p class="i2">No: I cannot delay,</p>
+  <p class="i2">But must quickly away</p>
+<p>Where the rills in the valley my coming stay;</p>
+  <p class="i2">I haste to the dell</p>
+  <p class="i2">Where the wild-flowers dwell,</p>
+<p>Then "Peace to thee, minstrel," is the rain-drop's farewell.</p>
+</div>
+</div>
+
+<hr class="half">
+
+<p class="cap">
+The poetry and prose you have been reading, children, thus far was
+most of it selected, when I was invited to a beautiful celebration,
+with some account of which you will be glad, I am sure, to have me
+close my collection. It was on
+</p>
+
+
+<h3>
+CHRISTMAS EVENING AT THE PITTS-STREET CHAPEL,
+</h3>
+
+<p class="cap">
+A very neat chapel, where Rev. Mr. Winkley, one of the Ministers at
+Large, preaches. On this occasion a platform was built up in front of
+the pulpit: most of the centre pews were filled with happy-looking
+boys and girls, and the rest of the room, even to the aisles, quite
+crowded with grown-up men and women. After the singing of two hymns by
+the children, and a prayer, a gentleman made a short address, telling
+how much better was the religion of the Jews than the religion of the
+Heathen. Then was spoken in a very pleasant way the following
+</p>
+
+
+
+<h4>
+DIALOGUE&mdash;PART I.
+</h4>
+
+
+<p class="dp">
+RACHEL, <i>a Jewess.</i>&mdash;REBECCA, <i>Sister of Rachel.</i>&mdash;EUDORA, <i>a
+Heathen.</i>&mdash;JEZEBEL, <i>a Messenger.</i>&mdash;RUTH, <i>friend of Rachel and
+Rebecca.</i>
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> Rachel!
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> Eudora! welcome, thrice welcome, to Jerusalem.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> Right glad am I, Rachel, to be once more by your side. The
+sun has not shone so brightly, nor the birds sung so sweetly, since
+you bade me farewell at my father's; and every moment has increased my
+desire to be with you again.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> You have well done that you have come to me. And though I
+was not conscious of robbing your lovely home of its brightness, yet
+sure I am the remembrance of your true kindness and tender friendship
+has been to me ever since an increase of sunshine and song; and, now
+that you have come to me, the very temple itself shall look more
+beautiful, and the songs of David catch a new inspiration.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> Still faithful, I see, to your temple and Jehovah; and so
+may it ever be! But I trust you have more respect for the gods I
+worship, and will not, as of yore, pronounce them false.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> Sorry should I be to pain a true heart, and, most of all,
+that of my much-loved guest; but, still I <i>must</i> say, the gods that
+you worship are no gods. There is but one God, and that is Jehovah.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> As I came near Jerusalem, I remembered your earnest words on
+that subject,&mdash;as what that you ever uttered have I forgotten? I
+remembered, too, how nearly out of patience I often felt with you for
+claiming your god to be the only God; and, so as I drew near, I felt a
+desire to know him better. It being a time of worship in the temple, I
+went with a Jewish friend of mine up the hill, and entered the outer
+court, called, I believe, the Court of the Gentiles. And, verily, I
+saw <i>no</i> god there. Perchance he was in the temple itself.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> Yes, in the holy of holies: in the farther apartment of that
+building which you saw rising amid all the courts, he dwells.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> I imagined that was his abode. But wherein differs your
+worship from ours? You have a temple; so have we. You have priests
+clothed in sacred robes; so have we. You have altars and sacrifices;
+so have we. You have an oracle and prophets; so have we. You go up to
+the dwelling-place of your God to worship and offer sacrifices; so do
+we. Wherein, then, do we differ?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> If in nothing else, Eudora, yet in this: we have but <i>one</i>
+temple and one God for our nation; you have many. And again, you
+worship the work of men's hands,&mdash;images of wood and stone, that can
+neither see nor feel.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca (coming forward&mdash;Jezebel approaches).</i> My heart is moved
+within me; and though my sister, in her joy of seeing her friend, has
+left me standing apart, yet your voice has drawn me to you.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> Surely the sister of my friend shall be my sister: would
+that I could say her God shall be my God!
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> Even so may it be!
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> And my gods hers!
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> But that is impossible.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> Why? Because, as she says, we have images for gods! But this
+is not so. Is Jupiter the thunderer confined to an image? or is Juno
+or any other deity? Have we not many images of all the gods in many
+places, and are they not in them all? Do not our armies go forth to
+war, and is not Jupiter with them and Mars also? These images are but
+<i>reminders</i> of the gods, as my father's statue is of him.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> 'Tis true these many images and temples may not hold your
+gods more than our synagogues hold Jehovah; but as great an error is
+yours. You worship what has no existence; your gods are creatures of
+fancy. Your gods, too, are of various character, and not always
+agreed. This goodly world is not the patch-work of many and different
+gods, but of one designing mind,&mdash;one executing power; and that one,
+Jehovah.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> Your sister, in many hours of precious intercourse, has
+almost persuaded me to believe in but one God; but why, if there be
+but one, may not that one be our Jupiter, known as the father of gods
+and men, as well as your Jehovah?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Jezebel</i> (To Eudora). <i>Because he is not.</i> (To Rachel and Rebecca).
+Why do you talk with that stupid Heathen? You might as well convince a
+Samaritan dog. I have waited here with a message from David since the
+fifth hour, and all to be contaminated with idolatrous breath.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> Why, Jezebel, do you not remember what the wise Solomon has
+said: "He that is slow to anger is better than the mighty, and he that
+ruleth his spirit than he that taketh a city;" or Moses' commands
+concerning the stranger and hospitality?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Jezebel.</i> Well, prate not to me, daughter of Eliab; for I need it
+not. Tell me if you have fulfilled the mission given you this day, and
+what answer I shall make.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> I have. Ye only need say, "It is well." <i>[Jezebel departs
+impatiently.]</i> (<i>To Eudora.</i>) Be not moved by our neighbor's unkind
+manners. Did she love Jehovah, she would not thus do.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> And is Jehovah careful about <i>these</i> things?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> Yes: every act is noticed by him; every heart is his desire;
+and herein he differs from all imaginary gods. Jupiter sits apart, and
+simply <i>rules</i> the nations. Jehovah loves the children he has created,
+and is careful about their least concerns. He desires their love in
+return. Your gods demand conduct and sacrifices injurious and
+degrading. Jehovah's every word is for his people's prosperity.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> And you are like your god. Your patient doing of right in
+the past comes to me; and this, with your kindness to the unfeeling
+and abusive Jezebel, has convinced me more, if possible, than your
+arguments. Surely I see that it was such a god that I desired to
+worship in Jupiter. If this be found alone in your god, then does my
+heart move me to say, Jehovah, He is God, and there is none else. Oh!
+may I not be mistaken!
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> Trust in Jehovah, and thou shalt not err.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> Rejoice in Jehovah, and thou shalt be glad for ever.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Ruth (calling).</i> Rachel!
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> I come. (<i>To Eudora.</i>) Let us hasten; for we have long
+tarried, and many wait to welcome you. <i>(Singing heard.</i>) Hark! they
+are singing one of the songs of David: let us go join them.
+</p>
+
+
+
+<p class="cap">
+At the close of the dialogue, the cxxxvi. Psalm was chanted; and then
+another gentleman described the erroneous notions which the Jews had
+of the expected Messiah. His remarks were succeeded by
+</p>
+
+
+
+<h4>
+DIALOGUE.&mdash;PART II.
+</h4>
+
+
+<p class="dp">
+ANNA, MARTHA, SALOME, MARY, <i>of Jerusalem.</i> MIRIAM, LEAH, <i>of
+Bethlehem.</i>
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Mary (coming with Salome to Martha).</i> Martha, I have been seeking,
+and am glad that I have found you; but why do you weep?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Martha.</i> We may do nothing else now, and the meeting with others
+seems to be the signal for fresh floods of tears.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> I may not ask the cause of your grief; for my own soul
+replies it is the common grief,&mdash;our nation's bondage.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Martha.</i> Yes, we are slaves; that only thought haunts me; the chosen
+people of Jehovah in subjection to the idolatrous Roman.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> Where now is the might of David? where the glory of Solomon?
+Surely Miriam's song may be turned upon ourselves; for the enemy "hath
+triumphed gloriously," and we are laid in the dust.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Mary.</i> Let us not, however, despond too much. Jehovah will not always
+chide. The Roman sway shall have an end.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Martha.</i> I know that Messiah cometh, and he will restore all things;
+but when?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> Yes, <i>when</i>? Long have we waited, and bitter has been our
+bondage; and even our own Herod has been more cruel than our foes.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Mary.</i> Nevertheless, let us hope. In the fulness of time the promised
+one will come. (<i>Miriam and Leah approach.</i>) But, see! two more
+friends join us.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Martha.</i> Rather say, two more slaves.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> Yes; two more to weep with us.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Miriam.</i> Not so, not so, unless we weep for joy. The cloud that has
+so long hung over us in blackness is beginning to break. We have
+experienced more of gladness this day than has been ours since the
+last report that the Messiah had come was proved false.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Leah.</i> Yes, we have heard strange things since the morning service;
+joyful news have we for you.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Martha.</i> Another false prophet, no doubt, claiming to be Israel's
+deliverer, and proving a thousand times her foe.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> Let us not cheat ourselves with any more fanatical dreams.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Miriam.</i> No dream this; no fanatic's voice; no prophet's word, but a
+message direct from Heaven.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Martha.</i> A message from Heaven!
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Leah.</i> 'Tis even so. Listen while I tell you. At Bethlehem, last
+night, the shepherds were watching their flocks as usual; at midnight
+they were startled by the sudden appearance of an angel of the Lord,
+and the shining round about them of an exceeding bright light; and the
+angel spoke to them. "Fear not," said he, "for, behold! I bring you
+good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all the people; for unto
+you is born this day, in the city of David, a <i>Saviour</i>, even the
+Messiah."
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Martha.</i> Can this be true?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> But how shall he be known?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Anna.</i> In Bethlehem, did you say? But there is no palace in
+Bethlehem, where a prince should be born.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Leah.</i> Wait a little: I have not told you all. "This," said the angel
+to the shepherds, "shall be a sign to you. Ye shall find the babe
+wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger." And, when he had
+thus said, there suddenly joined him a multitude of the heavenly host;
+and presently they burst forth into this song,&mdash;"Glory to God in the
+highest; on earth peace and good will towards men!" And with this song
+they departed.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Anna.</i> This is indeed wonderful!
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> But have the shepherds seen the babe?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Martha.</i> Oh! tell us that. Have they seen the babe? and are all
+things as they have declared?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Miriam.</i> Yes. We met them on their return. They were, with full
+hearts, praising God for the new hope of a glorious deliverance given
+to the nation.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Leah.</i> All hearts warmed as they spoke; and, catching their gladness,
+we come to you.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Mary.</i> Then shall we indeed hope! O my people! my people Israel!
+shall we see you again in your former glory?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Martha.</i> Surely, this news inspires my own soul. Once more shall the
+Roman be driven forth by the Lord of hosts; once more "shall Jehovah
+triumph, and his people be free."
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> Yes; and Messiah shall bring all nations into subjection to
+<i>us</i>, as we are now to the Romans.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Anna.</i> Well may we wait a little longer, and bear the yoke with
+patience.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Mary.</i> I knew the Lord would not always chide, nor keep his anger for
+ever. Now may we rejoice and glory in the God of our salvation.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Martha.</i> Once more shall the name of <i>a Jew</i> be somewhat more than a
+byword. When our King shall ride forth in his majesty, conquering and
+to conquer, then shall the Jews be terrible to their enemies, honored
+by their friends, and known everywhere as the people of the whole
+earth whom the Lord delighteth to honor.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Leah.</i> Let us tarry no longer here, feasting on these good things
+alone; but away; and, in every closet and from every house-top, let us
+spread the good news.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Mary.</i> Let us first, however, sing to Jehovah a song of triumph, and
+then to our work.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Miriam.</i> Even so let it be.
+</p>
+
+
+
+<p class="cap">
+Then arose, beautifully sung, this
+</p>
+
+
+
+<h3>
+JEWISH SONG.
+</h3>
+
+<div class="poem">
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Welcome day, oh, welcome day! a Saviour is born!</p>
+<p>Welcome day, oh, welcome day! no longer we mourn.</p>
+    <p class="i4">Our nation, exulting</p>
+    <p class="i4">O'er foes long insulting,</p>
+<p>Sings aloud, now sings aloud,&mdash;Oh, welcome this day!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Lift your voice, oh, lift your voice! Jehovah is God!</p>
+<p>Lift your voice, oh, lift your voice! He has lifted the rod.</p>
+    <p class="i4">With goodness unceasing,</p>
+    <p class="i4">From bondage releasing,</p>
+<p>We his people will sing,&mdash;Jehovah, is God!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Sound it forth, oh, sound it forth! Messias hath come!</p>
+<p>Sound it forth, oh, sound it forth! through every sad home.</p>
+    <p class="i4">With power avenging,</p>
+    <p class="i4">Our great wrongs revenging,</p>
+<p>He has come, he has come, Messias hath come!</p>
+</div>
+
+<div class="stanza">
+<p>Joy is ours, oh, joy is ours! his sword shall defend!</p>
+<p>Joy is ours, oh, joy is ours! our foes shall now bend.</p>
+    <p class="i4">While at their yoke spurning,</p>
+    <p class="i4">Their insults returning,</p>
+<p>Joy is ours,&mdash;we are free,&mdash;his sword shall defend!</p>
+</div>
+
+<p><i>
+Mrs. S.H. Winkley.
+</i>
+</p>
+</div>
+
+
+<p class="cap">
+Another address from a friend explained the true idea of Christ as a
+Saviour, to introduce
+</p>
+
+
+
+<h4>
+DIALOGUE&mdash;PART III.
+</h4>
+
+
+<p class="dp">
+EUDORA, <i>Heathen.</i>&mdash;ZACHARIAH, JOHN, RACHEL, REBECCA, SALOME, MARY,
+and JEZEBEL, <i>Jews.</i>
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> Well, Rachel, I owe you more than tongue can tell. The more
+I study Moses and the prophets, the more I believe in and love
+Jehovah; and the more surprised am I, that, for a moment, I hesitated
+in giving up the false gods of my childhood.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> To Jehovah be your thanks, my friend, my sister; for never
+by human reasoning should we have been different from you. In love
+Jehovah revealed himself to us; and what we have so fully learned from
+him, we have given to you.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> But what think you of the prophet in the wilderness,&mdash;John I
+think they call him?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> He is dead. He was a bold man, and a good one, I think; but
+the best should be careful how they rebuke kings. John rebuked Herod,
+and lost his head in consequence thereof.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> Well, we must all die.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> Not so says he whom John declared to be greater than
+himself,&mdash;Jesus of Nazareth.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Zachariah.</i> If he be what many claim him, he speaks with more
+authority on that point than the Pharisees.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> And what do people say he is?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Zachariah.</i> The Messiah.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> Israel's Deliverer?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Zachariah.</i> Yes.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> Well, what says he?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>John.</i> That they who believe in him shall never die.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> Surely, no one believeth that. Or does he jest, by saying
+what he knows they cannot receive?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> You have never seen him, or you would not ask that question.
+No one hearing him can doubt, that he, like John, would seal his words
+with his blood.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>John.</i> You have seen him: is he like John?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> In boldness very like him. In other respects they differ.
+John was clothed like the prophets; Jesus wears the common garb. John
+dwelt in the wilderness, and on the banks of the Jordan; but Jesus
+frequents the cities and villages. John was stern in manner, and
+abstemious in food; Jesus is neither. He is gentle and social; often
+seen at the feasts of the publicans, and associating with the
+multitudes.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> But does he, like the former kings of Israel, combine
+military ardor with his religious enthusiasm?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> He seems, with all his boundless benevolence, formed to
+command; but never has he aimed to form an army, though the people
+would at one time have declared him king. Salome promised to meet us
+here at this time. I wish she were present. She can tell you more of
+him than can I.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> And here she is.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>John.</i> Welcome to our circle! and doubly so now; for we would hear of
+you concerning this Jesus, who we hoped was to be our deliverer from
+bondage.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> Right glad am I to be here, and more so to speak of him; for
+he hath come indeed to deliver us from bondage,&mdash;a worse, however,
+than <i>Roman</i> bondage.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>John.</i> Are we to have a harder taskmaster than the Romans, before we
+are delivered?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> No harder master than we now have. The Roman is not our only
+or worst bondage.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> What talk you of so earnestly?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> Jesus of Nazareth.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> He has come, it is said, to set up a new kingdom.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> Rather to enlarge the kingdom already flourishing in heaven.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> Call it what you may, he is slow in gathering his armies.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> He needs no army for his conquests, but an army of loving
+hearts and pure spirits.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> Then the nation's hope is again blasted, and we are to
+remain yet longer subjects of a foreign king.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> Not so. This is the true Messiah: he who joins his kingdom
+shall be free indeed.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> But what freedom can there be greater than from Roman
+bondage?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> Unless it be a deliverance, such as mine, from idolatry and
+superstition. Methinks there is no liberty to be compared with that;
+and, having that, slavery loses its power.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Jezebel.</i> Or deliverance, such as mine, from an unholy temper.
+Surely, Eudora, mine is the greater deliverance; for what is truth
+without goodness? You were delivered from <i>error</i>; I from <i>sin.</i> Oh!
+since I have been from place to place with the Son of God, and
+listened to his gracious words, I have forgotten to be angry; and, I
+trust, my growing love for his Father and mine will cleanse me from
+all sin!
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Mary.</i> I, too, have felt his power, and am seeking to join his
+kingdom. I first took him for a second David, who should glorify his
+people; then, when no army gathered around him, for a prophet sent to
+reform the nation. But now I believe him to be greater than
+either,&mdash;even the Son of God, and begin to think that he purposes to
+bless, not Jews alone, but Gentiles; not Palestine, but the world.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> Why should we think him greater than the prophets? why, the
+Son of Jehovah? Are the reports about his working miracles to be
+received as true?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> Certainly; for I have witnessed them. I have, at his mere
+word or touch, <i>seen</i> the leper cleansed; the blind receive sight; the
+lame walk; and, that last wonderful work, Lazarus of Bethany raised
+from the dead.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> And what think you of all this?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> Just what one of our rulers declared to him the other night,
+"No man can do these miracles and not come from God, and have God with
+him." When the Pharisees or the Scribes tell me I am immortal, I
+question; but when he, thus aided by Jehovah, asserts the truth, it is
+enough.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca (to Mary).</i> And did this move you also?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Mary.</i> How could I doubt any doctrine of his, after witnessing these
+works?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Jezebel.</i> But this is not all. He moved our hearts to love, as well
+as our minds to believe. With all my ill temper in the past, I have
+ever taken an interest in children. Judge ye, then, of the effect
+produced upon me, the first time I saw him, by this circumstance. I
+was walking along, filled with my usual impatience, when I suddenly
+saw Jesus at a distance, surrounded by a crowd, many of whom were
+Scribes and Pharisees. He had pleased the multitude, and excited even
+the admiration of his enemies; when, as I came nigh, I saw several
+persons endeavoring to get nearer to him with their children. They
+were rebuked even by his disciples; but Jesus, seeing the act, asked
+for the children, took them in his arms, and blessed them. From that
+moment have I loved and followed him.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Mary.</i> Then came his kind, yet firm rebuke of sin; his description of
+those who were prepared to join his kingdom; his promise to receive
+the worst who would become like himself; his assurance that all who
+continued faithful to the end of this life should in the next be
+joined to his Father's family; and, above all, the representation of
+Jehovah as our Father, who would give us eternal joy. Oh! what change
+have his glorious words wrought in us!
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> Why do you say "changed <i>us</i>"? <i>Jezebel</i> needed to be
+changed, but not <i>you.</i>
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Mary.</i> Such change as he demanded I needed. Oh! how much! 'Tis true,
+in <i>form</i> I have served the God of my fathers. I have endeavored to
+keep unbroken the law; but that was not sufficient. To be like him,
+the <i>heart</i> must burn with that love to his Father, that your delight
+will be even to be crucified in his service.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> Yes; as Mary says, he demands that love which not only pours
+itself forth to friends, but to strangers, and with diligence seeks
+the happiness even of our bitterest foes.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Zachariah.</i> O that I might have such a spirit, and be one of such a
+society!
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Mary.</i> And so you may.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>John.</i> And I!
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> And I!
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> Yes; all, <i>all</i> who are weary of sin, and heavy laden with
+cares,&mdash;all may come, and none will be cast forth.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>John.</i> This is freedom indeed.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> And greatness indeed.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> Such a people must be the chosen of the Lord.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Eudora.</i> No longer Jew and Gentile, but one in Jesus.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Salome.</i> Is not this a Saviour for Israel? Oh! my heart burns within
+me for joy; for all people shall partake of this salvation.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rachel.</i> Glory to God in the highest; on earth peace and good-will to
+men!
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Mary.</i> The angel's song; and why should not we in a song praise God
+that he hath visited and redeemed his people?
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Rebecca.</i> And may God make us true to this Saviour to the last!
+</p>
+
+
+<p class="cap">
+Next came an appropriate hymn; after which the pastor reviewed and
+explained the meaning of the different exercises of the evening, and
+what they were intended to teach about the origin and truth and
+blessedness of Christianity. A prayer was offered, and the services
+closed with that noble hymn, beginning "All hail the power of Jesus'
+name," sung to that noble old tune, "Coronation."
+</p>
+
+<p class="cap">
+I thought the Dialogues would please you, and asked leave to print
+them here.
+</p>
+
+<p class="cap">
+If there is any thing in the Dialogues, or in any of the pieces in
+this little book, you cannot understand, you must ask for an
+explanation from your parents or teachers, who will be glad to answer
+your questions. And now, if these "GEMS" give you as much pleasure as
+the "Christmas Evening at the Pitts-street Chapel" gave those who were
+present, I think, though "gathered in haste," you will say they are
+worth keeping, and looking at often.
+</p>
+
+<p>
+<i>Boston, Jan. 1, 1851.</i>
+</p>
+</div>
+
+
+
+
+
+
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+Title: Gems Gathered in Haste
+       A New Year's Gift for Sunday Schools
+
+Author: Anonymous
+
+Release Date: February 18, 2004 [EBook #11150]
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+Language: English
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+GEMS GATHERED IN HASTE:
+A New Year's Gift for Sunday Schools
+
+
+
+                     Dedicated,
+                 As a labor of love,
+               To four Sunday Schools,
+  Each of which will know that it is one of the four
+                 By the initials of
+                   Their friend,
+                                             T.B.F.
+
+
+
+
+A BRIGHT THOUGHT SPEEDILY EXECUTED.
+
+
+It is an excellent rule, no doubt, children, not to be in a hurry; and
+the proverbs, "Take time by the forelock" and "The more haste the
+worse speed," are wise proverbs, worth keeping. But occasions occur,
+once in a while, when working hastily is a great deal better than not
+working at all, and may be working to some purpose too. I remember a
+case of this kind. In a certain town, on the forenoon of July 3, 183-,
+when "Floral Processions" were novel affairs, a company of ladies and
+gentlemen were assembled in a barn-chamber, finishing off and packing
+up a lot of moss baskets, and arranging bunches of flowers to be sent
+to Boston, to the Warren-street Chapel, by the mail coach at 3
+o'clock, P.M. It was about 10 o'clock when one of the party,--suppose
+we call him, for convenience just now, Mr. Perseverance,--who had been
+looking out of the window, down upon a very little garden, suddenly
+turned round, and exclaimed that something might be made prettier than
+any thing they had yet done. He told what it was. "It is impossible to
+do it now. We must wait till next year," said his friends. "Nothing
+like trying: a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush. No time like
+the present," replied Mr. Perseverance, a pertinacious gentleman, who
+wanted to "strike when the iron was hot," and carry out his notion
+without delay. Accordingly, he caught up two sticks, and nailed them
+together, so as to get the right shape. Then he went down town,--the
+town being small, he had not far to go,--begged at the bookstore a few
+"show-bills," containing the letters he needed for patterns; bought a
+sheet of gold paper and half an ounce of gum-arabic, twice as much of
+both as he really wanted; people in a hurry are not apt to calculate
+very nicely, or be very economical, you know. He carried his articles
+back to the barn, and asked a lady to try to cut out a motto he had
+selected, and gum it on a ribbon. "But where shall I get the ribbon?"
+said the lady. "Oh! find it somewhere," said Mr. Perseverance; "and be
+sure and have all ready when I return." There was one spot in the
+woods he remembered visiting months before with a boy in his
+neighborhood, on which grew another material, indispensable to his
+project. He found the lad: they jumped into a chaise; rode two or
+three miles to a grove; and, on searching a few moments, found what
+they were after,--a plant green in mid-winter as well as in summer,
+and prized by everybody who loves Christmas; gathered a bushel of it,
+more or less; and got home again before dinner. Meanwhile, the lady,
+with others to help her, had been busy; and all were wide awake now,
+entering into the spirit of the matter, thinking that the bright idea
+of Mr. Perseverance might possibly be accomplished in season. A
+splendid bunch of pure white lilies, not quite open, was fastened to
+the longest stick, the stems covered with wet paper or moss; then both
+pieces of wood were wound round with thick and rich evergreen, leaving
+the glorious flowers standing out gracefully, and white as the
+new-fallen snow. Next came the motto, in golden letters, on a broad
+white satin ribbon, which Mrs. Perseverance had found: it was the belt
+of her bridal dress, carefully preserved for several years, and now
+devoted to a good cause. The "emblem" was completed and packed just in
+time for the coach. "And what was it?" An evergreen cross, with the
+lilies at the centre; the ribbon hanging as a festoon from the arms,
+and bearing the words--
+
+"_Consider the Lilies_!"
+
+On reaching the city, it was much admired, and attracted a good many
+eyes in the show the next day. I believe there has hardly been a
+"Floral Procession" since, without a similar device; and among the
+banners used at the Warren-street Chapel, is a bright one of silk,
+which has on it the cross and the lilies finely painted.
+
+Now, let me tell you why I have sketched this incident as an
+introduction to the following pages. On the 24th of December, 1850, a
+letter came to me from a friend, asking if I was preparing a tract, as
+in former days, for a New Year's Gift, or if I could help him, his
+brother and sister teachers, in selecting some fit and cheap book for
+all the two hundred children they love to meet every Sunday. At first,
+I only thought of answering that I was sorry to say he must look to
+somebody else for what was wanted. But I did not quite like to do
+this; and, presently remembering the achievement of Mr. Perseverance,
+I said to myself, if he got that cross made in a few hours, why cannot
+a tract be made in a few days? I consulted the printer, and he agreed
+to do all he could. So we went to work immediately, and here are the
+"Gems Gathered in Haste."
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+GEMS GATHERED IN HASTE.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+To show how great evils may be prevented by a little care, and how
+much good a child may do, let me begin with the story of
+
+THE LITTLE HERO OF HAARLEM.
+
+At an early period in the history of Holland, a boy was born in
+Haarlem, a town remarkable for its variety of fortune in war, but
+happily still more so for its manufactures and inventions in peace.
+His father was a _sluicer_,--that is, one whose employment it was to
+open and shut the sluices, or large oak-gates, which, placed at
+certain regular distances, close the entrance of the canals, and
+secure Holland from the danger to which it seems exposed, of finding
+itself under water, rather than above it. When water is wanted, the
+sluicer raises the sluices more or less, as required, as a cook turns
+the cock of a fountain, and closes them again carefully at night;
+otherwise the water would flow into the canals, then overflow them,
+and inundate the whole country; so that even the little children in
+Holland are fully aware of the importance of a punctual discharge of
+the sluicer's duties. The boy was about eight years old, when, one
+day, he asked permission to take some cakes to a poor blind man, who
+lived at the other side of the dyke. His father gave him leave, but
+charged him not to stay too late. The child promised, and set off on
+his little journey. The blind man thankfully partook of his young
+friend's cakes; and the boy, mindful of his father's orders, did not
+wait, as usual, to hear one of the old man's stories; but, as soon as
+he had seen him eat one muffin, took leave of him to return home.
+
+As he went along by the canals, then quite full,--for it was in
+October, and the autumn rains had swelled the waters,--the boy now
+stopped to pull the little blue flowers which his mother loved so
+well; now, in childish gayety, hummed some merry song. The road
+gradually became more solitary; and soon neither the joyous shout of
+the villager, returning to his cottage-home, nor the rough voice of
+the carter, grumbling at his lazy horses, was any longer to be heard.
+The little fellow now perceived that the blue of the flowers in his
+hand was scarcely distinguishable from the green of the surrounding
+herbage, and he looked up in some dismay. The night was falling; not,
+however, a dark winter night, but one of those beautiful, clear,
+moonlight nights, in which every object is perceptible, though not as
+distinctly as by day. The child thought of his father, of his
+injunction, and was preparing to quit the ravine in which he was
+almost buried, and to regain the beach, when suddenly a slight noise,
+like the trickling of water upon pebbles, attracted his attention. He
+was near one of the large sluices, and he now carefully examines it,
+and soon discovers a hole in the wood, through which the water was
+flowing. With the instant perception which every child in Holland
+would have, the boy saw that the water must soon enlarge the hole
+through which it was now only dropping, and that utter and general
+ruin would be the consequence of the inundation of the country that
+must follow. To see, to throw away the flowers, to climb from stone to
+stone till he reached the hole, and to put his finger into it, was the
+work of a moment; and, to his delight, he finds that he has succeeded
+in stopping the flow of the water.
+
+This was all very well for a little while, and the child thought only
+of the success of his device. But the night was closing in, and with
+the night came the cold. The little boy looked around in vain. No one
+came. He shouted--he called loudly--no one answered. He resolved to
+stay there all night; but, alas! the cold was becoming every moment
+more biting, and the poor finger fixed in the hole began to feel
+benumbed, and the numbness soon extended to the hand, and thence
+throughout the whole arm. The pain became still greater, still harder
+to bear; but still the boy moved not. Tears rolled down his cheeks as
+he thought of his father, of his mother, of his little bed, where he
+might now be sleeping so soundly; but still the little fellow stirred
+not, for he knew that did he remove the small slender finger which he
+had opposed to the escape of the water, not only would he himself be
+drowned, but his father, his brothers, his neighbors--nay, the whole
+village. We know not what faltering of purpose, what momentary
+failures of courage, there might have been during that long and
+terrible night; but certain it is, that, at day-break, he was found in
+the same painful position by a clergyman returning from attendance on
+a death-bed, who, as he advanced, thought he heard groans, and,
+bending over the dyke, discovered a child seated on a stone, writhing
+from pain, and with pale face and tearful eyes.
+
+"Boy," he exclaimed, "what are you doing there?"
+
+"I am hindering the water from running out," was the answer, in
+perfect simplicity, of the child, who, during the whole night, had
+been evincing such heroic fortitude and undaunted courage.
+
+--Sharpe's Magazine.
+
+*       *       *       *       *
+
+I copy these verses for two reasons. They teach trust in God; and they
+were written by a gentleman who, I am sure, remembers with pleasure
+when he was a scholar in the Sunday School; the request of whose
+superintendents induced me to make this miniature book.
+
+
+STORM AT SEA.
+
+We were crowded in the cabin;
+  Not a soul would dare to sleep:
+It was midnight on the waters,
+  And a storm was on the deep.
+
+'Tis a fearful thing, in winter
+  To be shattered in the blast,
+And to hear the rattling trumpet
+  Thunder, "Cut away the mast!"
+
+So we shuddered there in silence;
+  For the stoutest held his breath,
+While the hungry sea was roaring,
+  And the breakers talked with Death.
+
+As thus we sat in darkness,
+  Each one busy in his prayers,
+"We are lost!" the captain shouted,
+  As he staggered down the stairs.
+
+But his little daughter whispered,
+  As she took his icy hand,
+"Isn't God upon the ocean
+  Just the same as on the land?"
+
+Then we kissed the little maiden,
+  And we spoke in better cheer,
+And we anchored safe in harbor
+  When the morn was shining clear.
+
+J.T. Fields.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Here are two anecdotes: one for boys, the other for girls. When you
+read the first, remember that all good deeds are not published, and
+cherish always the belief that many kind acts are done which are never
+put in print to be read by everybody.
+
+
+KINDNESS.
+
+This word seldom begins an article in a newspaper, but "cruelty" or
+"murder" more often instead. It is a pleasure to record an act of
+kindness; painful that we have not frequent opportunities. Yet such an
+act made our heart glad, filled it with a new love for our kind, only
+a day or two since. A school-girl, about ten years of age, was
+passing, with a smaller school-girl in her arms, whom she carried with
+much difficulty; for the weather was sultry. Other children were in
+company, with books in their hands. The whole party stopped to rest
+under the shade of a tree. Just then, a gentleman observed the group.
+His attention was particularly attracted by the child, still supported
+by the arm of her friend. "What's the matter, my little Miss?" he
+inquired, in his kind, soft tone. "She's sick, sir," replied the
+friend. "And are you taking her home?" "I'm trying, sir." "How far off
+does she live?" "Down by the Long Bridge." "A mile or more! and you
+would carry her through the hot sun! no shade on the way either!" "I
+must try, sir," answered the school-girl. "No, you must not," said the
+kind gentleman, "it would kill both of you." A carriage passed at this
+moment. A word and a waving arm caused it to draw up to the pavement.
+All the party entered it, and all right merry, except the sick one;
+but even she looked up with a faint smile, fixing her large, tender
+eyes on the face of the stranger. The driver had been instructed fully
+as to his destination, had been paid too, and now drove away. "Poor
+little girl!" said the gentleman to himself, in a low voice. "Good
+bye, sir!" said all the children, in a high tone.
+
+--Washington News.
+
+
+A BRAVE BOY.
+
+An interesting little boy, who could not swim, whilst skating on our
+river on New Year's Day, ran into a large air-hole. He kept himself
+for a time above water: the little boys, all gathered round the
+opening, tried to hand him poles; but the ice continued breaking, and
+he was still floating out of reach. Despair at last seized his heart,
+and was visible in every face around. At this moment, when, exhausted,
+the poor little fellow was about to sink, a brave and generous-hearted
+boy exclaimed, "I cannot stand it, boys!" He wheeled round, made a
+run, and dashed in at the risk of his own life, and seized the little
+boy and swam to the edge of the ice with him: after breaking his way
+to the more solid ice, he succeeded in handing him out to his
+companions, who then assisted him out. In Rome, this act of heroism
+would have insured this brave youth a civic crown. His name is Albert
+Hershbergar.
+
+--Charleston (Va.) Republican.
+
+*     *     *     *     *
+
+I know a little girl who has committed this to memory. Let all little
+girls and boys who read it do the same, and they will have music worth
+listening to in their own hearts.
+
+
+LITTLE CHILDREN, LOVE ONE ANOTHER.
+
+A little girl, with a happy look,
+Sat slowly reading a ponderous book,
+All bound with velvet and edged with gold,
+And its weight was more than the child could hold;
+Yet dearly she loved to ponder it o'er,
+And every day she prized it more;
+For it said, and she looked at her smiling mother,--
+It said, "Little children, love one another."
+
+She thought it was beautiful in the book,
+And the lesson home to her heart she took;
+She walked on her way with a trusting grace,
+And a dove-like look in her meek young face;
+Which said, just as plain as words could say,
+"The Holy Bible I must obey:
+So, mamma, I'll be kind to my darling brother;
+For 'little children must love each other.'
+
+I'm sorry he's naughty, and will not play;
+But I'll love him still, for I think the way
+To make him gentle and kind to me
+Will be better shown if I let him see
+I strive to do what I think is right;
+And thus, when I kneel in prayer to-night,
+I will clasp my hands around my brother,
+And say, 'Little children, love one another.'"
+
+The little girl did as her Bible taught,
+And pleasant indeed was the change it wrought;
+For the boy looked up in glad surprise,
+To meet the light of her loving eyes:
+His heart was full,--he could not speak;
+But he pressed a kiss on his sister's cheek;
+And God looked down on that happy mother
+Whose "little children loved each other."
+
+--Bath Paper.
+
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+The two next pieces ought to go together. They resemble each other,
+not only in their subjects, but in their beauty also. I hardly know
+which is the most interesting.
+
+
+THE SISTER'S GRAVE.
+
+At Smyrna, the burial-ground of the Americans, like that of the
+Moslems, is removed a short distance from the town, is sprinkled with
+green trees, and is a favorite resort not only with the bereaved, but
+with those whose feelings are not thus darkly overcast. I met there
+one morning a little girl with a half-playful countenance, busy blue
+eye, and sunny locks, bearing in one hand a small cup of china, and in
+the other a wreath of fresh flowers. Feeling a very natural curiosity
+to know what she could do with these bright things, in a place that
+seemed to partake so much of sadness, I watched her light motions.
+Reaching a retired grave, covered with a plain marble slab, she
+emptied the seed, which it appeared the cup contained, into the slight
+cavities which had been scooped out in the corners of the level
+tablet, and laid the wreath on its pure face. "And why," I inquired,
+"my sweet child, do you put the seed in those little bowls there?" "It
+is to bring the birds here," she replied with a half-wondering look:
+"they will light on this tree," pointing to the cypress above, "when
+they have eaten the seed, and sing." "To whom do they sing?" I asked:
+"to you or to each other?" "Oh! no," she quickly replied, "to my
+sister: she sleeps here." "But your sister is dead?" "Oh! yes, sir;
+but she hears the birds sing." "Well, if she does hear the birds sing,
+she cannot see that wreath of flowers." "But she knows I put it there;
+I told her, before they took her away from our house, I would come and
+see her every morning." "You must" I continued, "have loved that
+sister very much; but you will never talk with her any more, never see
+her again." "Yes, sir," she replied, with a brightened look, "I shall
+see her always in heaven." "But she has gone there already, I trust."
+"No, she stops under this tree till they bring me here, and then we
+are going to heaven together." "But she has gone already, my child:
+you will meet her there, I hope; but certainly she is gone, and left
+you to come afterward." She cast to me a look of inquiring
+disappointment, and the tears came to her eyes.
+
+Oh! yes, my sweet child, be it so,
+  That, near the cypress-tree,
+Thy sister sees those eyes o'erflow,
+  And fondly waits for thee;
+That still she hears the young birds sing,
+  And sees the chaplet wave,
+Which every morn thy light hands bring,
+  To dress her early grave;
+And in a brighter, purer sphere,
+  Beyond the sunless tomb,
+Those virtues that have charmed us here
+  In fadeless life shall bloom.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+THE LITTLE FLOWER-GARDEN.
+
+In yonder village burying-place,
+  With briers and weeds o'ergrown,
+I saw a child, with beauteous face,
+  Sit musing all alone.
+
+Without a shoe, without a hat,
+  Beside a new-raised mound,
+The little Willie pensive sat,
+  As if to guard the ground.
+
+I asked him why he lingered thus
+  Within that gray old wall.
+"Because," said he, "it is to us
+  The dearest place of all."
+
+"And what," said I, "to one so young,
+  Can make the place so dear?"
+"Our mother," said the lisping tongue,--
+  They laid our mother here.
+
+And since they made it mother's lot,
+  We like to call it ours:
+We took it for our garden-spot,
+  And planted it with flowers.
+
+We know 'twas here that she was laid;
+  And yet they tell us, too,
+She's now a happy angel made,
+  To live where angels do.
+
+Then she will watch us from above,
+  And smile on us, to know
+That here her little children love
+  To make sweet flowerets grow.
+
+My sister Anna's gone to take
+  Her supper, and will come,
+With quickest haste that she can make,
+  To let me run for some.
+
+We do not leave the spot alone,
+  For fear the birds will spy
+The places where the seeds were sown,
+  And catch them up and fly.
+
+We love to have them come and feed,
+  And sing and flit about;
+Yet not where we have dropped the seed,
+  To find and pick it out.
+
+But now the great round yellow sun
+  Is going down the west;
+And soon the birds will every one
+  Be home, and in the nest.
+
+Then we to rest shall go home too;
+  And while we're fast asleep,
+Amid the darkness and the dew,
+  Perhaps the sprouts will peep.
+
+And, when our plants have grown so high
+  That leaves are on the stem,
+We'll call the pretty birdies nigh,
+  And scatter crumbs for them.
+
+For mother loved their songs to hear,
+  To watch them on the wing:
+She'll love to know they still come near
+  Her little ones, and sing."
+
+"Heaven shield thee, precious child!" methought,
+  "And sister Annie too!
+And may your future days be fraught
+  With blessings ever new!"
+
+Hanna F. Gould
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+This is a true story. A little girl received it in a letter from a
+very dear friend before it was printed.
+
+
+THE FEATHER BRUSH.
+
+So, my dear little friend, you wish for an answer to your letter, and
+could not understand that the little feather brush I sent you was a
+reply to your loving remembrance, just as if I had written one with
+pen and ink. But you were a kind and loving child to transfer the gift
+to little Julia, in your pity for her tears. I hope it soothed her
+troubled heart, and dried her blue eyes; and you now shall have,
+instead, the story which those soft feathers were sent to tell.
+
+One evening last summer, Miss L---- came home from one of her rides,
+with a large basket closely covered; and what do you think it
+contained? Why, a great anxious mother-hen, all tawny-colored and
+white, with thirteen downy little chickens, who were frightened
+enough, and wondering where in the wide world they were. We made a
+house for them in the green meadow, of a barrel turned upside down;
+and they all crept under their mother's wing, and went to sleep. But,
+lo! a great storm came in the night, such a pouring rain, such a
+blowing gale,--we really feared the tiny things would be drowned! But
+a kind neighbor put on his big coat, and went to their rescue. He put
+them all together in the basket again, and brought it into the
+kitchen, where they got thoroughly warm and dry; after which, they
+were taken out to the barn, where they lived a few days very
+comfortably. Then one of them disappeared, we never knew where; and
+another lamed herself in some way, and, notwithstanding all our care,
+she died. But the rest grew up, a healthy and obedient little family,
+always ready to eat, and so quick to run with their tiny feet, when
+any one appeared at the door, that it was very funny to see them.
+
+Another day, Miss L---- brought home two large chickens; one of them
+with a long neck, and a beautiful black crest upon her head, and a
+dress of black feathers softer than velvet. Her we named Donna:
+sometimes we call her Bella Donna. The other was dressed in white
+feathers, some of them tipped with glossy black and brown, but many of
+them pure white. She was named Luca. They were shut together for a few
+days, until they began to feel at home; then they were set free to
+scratch in the barn-yard, and get acquainted with the neighbors'
+fowls, when we began to see how different they were in character as
+well as dress. Donna holds her head very high, and pays no attention
+to any other hens; runs away from us, when we invite her to dinner, no
+matter how nice it is; and never will get acquainted, all we can do.
+But Luca we love as we should a gentle, timid little girl. Sometimes,
+when we open the door, there she stands patiently waiting, and looks
+up at us with her bright eye so pleasantly, that we must stop, if ever
+so busy, and feed her. Occasionally we hear a gentle sound on the
+door-step, which we all know; then some one is sure to exclaim,
+"There's Luca," and run to get her something nice to eat. The little
+chickens, with Mater their mother, all come rushing, tapping,
+perching, chirping at the door, and tease and tap-tap and "yip-p
+yip-p" until we quite weary of them. If the door stands open, they fly
+up the steps, walk in, look round the room, and pick up any thing they
+can find, until we send them away. The moment their tin pan appears,
+they are all in a flying huddle, tumble over each other, fly to the
+pan, to our shoulders, or anywhere, to get the first mouthful. Old
+Mater is ravenous and impolite as the rest, except that she always
+waits for her children to get a few mouthfuls first; but not another
+hen or chicken must come near them. Luca, patient gentle Luca, often
+stands and waits modestly behind; and, if she gets nothing, makes a
+little mournful sound,--that is all.
+
+Some _flocks_ of russet, black and brown hens, crowers, and chickens,
+who live close by, are a great annoyance to Mater, and to all of us.
+They come shooting into the yard like little steam-engines, and snatch
+all they can of the dinner to which they were not invited; and, if
+driven away a dozen times, rush back, the first chance, to get and
+devour all they can. Why, they have been into the house, and eaten a
+pie which was set to cool, pecked at the apples, Pony's oats, and any
+thing they could find to eat! What would you have said then? Even
+Mater's _children_ never did such impertinent things, hungry as they
+always are. One white chicken about their size, a naughty-looking
+little thing, with her head always down, left her own mother, and
+would come dashing in as if she belonged among them; but Mater and her
+little ones always found her out, and sent her away.
+
+One day we thought we would name the eleven chickens, as Mater could
+not name them herself; and, since then, we know them each and all, and
+just how they behave. Annie and Mary are two sober-looking little
+creatures, in quakerish feathers of drab and grey. Nat is a white
+crower, with beautiful soft feathers, and a long graceful black tail.
+Louise has a shaded dress of grey and white, and is almost as modest
+and gentle as Luca. Hannah is a little bantam, with tufted head and
+large eyes, the smallest but the sprightliest of the family: she
+always tumbles in amongst the rest, and gets the first taste of every
+thing; and her mother allows her to do it. One of them, named Lise, a
+white one, came in the other morning, just as we had finished
+breakfast; and, seeing many things spread out to eat, she flew up to
+the back of a chair, and, perching herself there, surveyed the whole
+table, and was very unwilling to get down. At length, getting a little
+alarmed at our efforts to teach her better, she pounced directly down
+amidst the cups and dishes, putting her foot into a saucer of tea, and
+making a great commotion in her fright. Two, named George and John,
+are trying to learn to crow. Little Mary hears the large hens cackle,
+and you would laugh loud to hear her try to imitate them. They are
+having warm, new dresses made for them; so they let the summer ones
+blow about in the breeze for any little girls who want them,
+particularly kind and neat and useful little maidens, who love to dust
+their mother's books, picture frames, and flower baskets.
+
+If I can send you another brush, my little friend, you must imagine
+neat little Louise, Annie and Mary, gentle Luca and handsome Donna,
+sending their best love and kind wishes, and inviting you to come some
+summer's day, to see them eat their dinner, and run about with them in
+the green meadows. So, my darling, good bye. Perhaps, before you come
+to see us, Luca may be a little mother, with a brood of pretty downy
+children, following all around her.
+
+Kisses and love from your friend,
+F. E. H.
+
+(From the "Child's Friend.")
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+If any child wishes to know how to be neat and orderly, here, to teach
+them, is the example of
+
+
+LITTLE PINK.
+
+On a swinging little shelf
+  Were some pretty little books;
+  And I reckoned from their looks,
+That the darling little elf,
+    Whose they were,
+Was the careful, tidy girl,
+With her auburn hair a-curl.
+
+In a little chest of drawers,
+  Every thing was nice and prim,
+  And was always kept so trim,
+That her childish little stores,
+    Books or toys,
+In good order could be found,--
+Never careless thrown around.
+
+And she laid her bonnet by,
+  When she hastened home from school;
+  For it was her constant rule,--
+And she was resolved to try,
+    School or home,
+How to prove the saying true,--
+"Order in all things you do."
+
+When she put away her shawl,
+  Nicely laying by her book,
+  She had only once to look
+_In its place_ to find her doll
+    Snugly there:
+She could shut her smiling eyes,
+Sure to find her pretty prize.
+
+See her books,--how clean they are!
+  Corners not turned down, I know!
+  There's a marker, made to show
+In her lessons just how far.
+    Dog-eared books
+Are a certain sign to me
+That the girl must careless be.
+
+She's as tidy as a pink!
+  Clean and neat, and gentle too!
+  If you take her actions through,
+Just the same, I know, you'll think.
+    School or home,
+    Tasks or play,
+    Books or toys,
+    Every way,
+Order keeps this loving girl,
+With her auburn hair a-curl.
+
+Friend of Youth.
+
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+What boy or girl in the Sunday School has not heard of Grace Darling?
+Are not these two women, whose noble deeds are told below, worthy to
+be called her sister-spirits?
+
+
+THE HEROINE OF PILLAU.
+
+A most interesting story is told, in a late German paper, of a
+remarkable woman in Pillau, Prussia, whose heroism of character
+certainly rises into the gigantic, or whose intrepidity, to say the
+least, appears to be unprecedented. This woman, by a truly generous
+daring, is the widow of a seaman, with whom, for upwards of twenty
+years, she made long voyages; and, since his death, she has devoted
+her life, for his memory's sake, to the noble and perilous task of
+carrying aid to the drowning. Her name is Katherine Klenfoldt.
+Whenever a storm arises, whether by day or night, she embarks in her
+boat, and quits the harbor in search of ship-wrecks. At the age of
+forty-seven, she has already rescued upwards of three hundred
+individuals from certain death. The population of Pillau venerate her
+as something holy, and the seamen look upon her as their
+guardian-angel. All heads are uncovered as she passes along the
+street. The Prussian and several other governments have sent her their
+medals of civil merit: the municipality of Pillau has conferred on her
+the freedom of her town. She possesses an athletic figure and great
+strength, seeming to be furnished by nature in view of a capacity to
+go through wild scenes and high deeds. Her physiognomy is somewhat
+masculine, with the expression softened by a look of gentleness and
+goodness.
+
+
+A GENUINE PHILANTHROPIST.
+
+The island of Rona is a small and very rocky spot of land, lying
+between the isle of Skye and the main land of Applecross, and is well
+known to mariners for the rugged and dangerous nature of the coast.
+There is a famous place of refuge at the north-western extremity,
+called the "Muckle Harbor," of very difficult access, however; which,
+strange to say, is easier to be entered at night than during the day.
+At the extremity of this hyperborean solitude is the residence of a
+poor widow, whose lonely cottage is called the "light-house," from the
+fact that she uniformly keeps a lamp burning in her little window at
+night. By keeping this light, and the entrance to the harbor open, a
+small vessel may enter with the greatest safety. During the silent
+watches of the night, the widow may be seen, like "Norma of the Fitful
+Head," trimming her little lamp with oil, being fearful that some
+misguided and frail bark may perish through her neglect; and for this
+she receives no manner of remuneration--it is pure, unmingled
+philanthropy. The poor woman's kindness does not rest even there; for
+she is unhappy till the benumbed and shivering mariner comes ashore to
+share her little board, and recruit himself at her cheerful and
+glowing fire, and she can seldom be prevailed upon to take any reward.
+She has saved more lives than Davy's belt, and thousands of pounds to
+the under-writers. This poor creature, in her younger days, witnessed
+her husband struggling with the waves, and swallowed up by the
+remorseless billow, "in sight of home and friends who thronged to
+save." This circumstance seems to have prompted her present devoted
+and solitary life, in which her only enjoyment is in doing good.
+
+*       *       *       *       *
+
+Here is a pretty piece. It was written, thirty-four years ago, by a
+class-mate and friend; but it sounds "as good as new." If he should
+happen to see it here, he will, I know, excuse the alteration of two
+lines, which, though quite proper for college-boys studying Latin and
+Greek, are not quite proper for children in a Christian Sunday School.
+
+
+THE RAIN-DROP AND THE POET.
+
+Come, tell me, little noisy friend,
+  That knockest at my pane,
+Whence is thy being? Where dost end,
+  Thou little drop of rain?
+
+  I come from the deep,
+  Where the dark waves sleep,
+And their beauty ever the sea-pearls keep;
+  I go to the brow
+  Of the mountain-snow,
+And trickle again to the depths below.
+
+But, wanderer, how didst win thy way
+  From caverns of the sea?
+Did not thy sisters say thee nay,
+  Sweet harbinger of glee?
+
+  With his far-darting flame,
+  The Day-king came,
+And bore me away in a cloudy frame;
+  And I sailed in the air,
+  Till the zephyrs bare
+Me hither to hear thy minstrel-prayer.
+
+And why dost change that tiny form,
+  Thou sweetest ocean-child?
+Why art the snow in winter-storm,
+  The rain in summer mild?
+
+  The breath from above
+  Of Him who is Love,
+In the snow and the rain-storm bids me to rove,
+  Lest the young-budding earth
+  Be destroyed in the birth,
+And Famine insult over Plenty and Mirth.
+
+ And wilt thou, little one, bestow
+  The minstrel's small request?
+Wilt come when cares of earth below
+  Press on his aching breast?
+
+  'Tis the minstrel's own
+  To kneel at the throne
+Of Him who reigns in the heavens alone;--
+  The grief of the soul
+  'Tis His to control,
+Who bids in the azure the planets roll.
+
+His couch when balmy slumber flies,
+  In watches of the night,
+Wilt, soother, come, and close his eyes,
+  And make his sorrows light?
+
+  I cannot come
+  From my sea-deep home,
+Whene'er I list on the earth to roam:
+  Who rules in the form
+  Of the ocean-storm
+His will must the rain-drop, too, perform.
+
+ Thy gentle prattle at the pane
+  Makes timorous Fancy smile:
+ Then let me hear that tender strain;
+  Blithe charmer, stay a while.
+
+  No: I cannot delay,
+  But must quickly away
+Where the rills in the valley my coming stay;
+  I haste to the dell
+  Where the wild-flowers dwell,
+Then "Peace to thee, minstrel," is the rain-drop's farewell.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+The poetry and prose you have been reading, children, thus far was
+most of it selected, when I was invited to a beautiful celebration,
+with some account of which you will be glad, I am sure, to have me
+close my collection. It was on
+
+
+CHRISTMAS EVENING AT THE PITTS-STREET CHAPEL,
+
+A very neat chapel, where Rev. Mr. Winkley, one of the Ministers at
+Large, preaches. On this occasion a platform was built up in front of
+the pulpit: most of the centre pews were filled with happy-looking
+boys and girls, and the rest of the room, even to the aisles, quite
+crowded with grown-up men and women. After the singing of two hymns by
+the children, and a prayer, a gentleman made a short address, telling
+how much better was the religion of the Jews than the religion of the
+Heathen. Then was spoken in a very pleasant way the following
+
+
+
+DIALOGUE--PART I.
+
+
+RACHEL, _a Jewess._--REBECCA, _Sister of Rachel._--EUDORA, _a
+Heathen._--JEZEBEL, _a Messenger._--RUTH, _friend of Rachel and
+Rebecca._
+
+_Eudora._ Rachel!
+
+_Rachel._ Eudora! welcome, thrice welcome, to Jerusalem.
+
+_Eudora._ Right glad am I, Rachel, to be once more by your side. The
+sun has not shone so brightly, nor the birds sung so sweetly, since
+you bade me farewell at my father's; and every moment has increased my
+desire to be with you again.
+
+_Rachel._ You have well done that you have come to me. And though I
+was not conscious of robbing your lovely home of its brightness, yet
+sure I am the remembrance of your true kindness and tender friendship
+has been to me ever since an increase of sunshine and song; and, now
+that you have come to me, the very temple itself shall look more
+beautiful, and the songs of David catch a new inspiration.
+
+_Eudora._ Still faithful, I see, to your temple and Jehovah; and so
+may it ever be! But I trust you have more respect for the gods I
+worship, and will not, as of yore, pronounce them false.
+
+_Rachel._ Sorry should I be to pain a true heart, and, most of all,
+that of my much-loved guest; but, still I _must_ say, the gods that
+you worship are no gods. There is but one God, and that is Jehovah.
+
+_Eudora._ As I came near Jerusalem, I remembered your earnest words on
+that subject,--as what that you ever uttered have I forgotten? I
+remembered, too, how nearly out of patience I often felt with you for
+claiming your god to be the only God; and, so as I drew near, I felt a
+desire to know him better. It being a time of worship in the temple, I
+went with a Jewish friend of mine up the hill, and entered the outer
+court, called, I believe, the Court of the Gentiles. And, verily, I
+saw _no_ god there. Perchance he was in the temple itself.
+
+_Rachel._ Yes, in the holy of holies: in the farther apartment of that
+building which you saw rising amid all the courts, he dwells.
+
+_Eudora._ I imagined that was his abode. But wherein differs your
+worship from ours? You have a temple; so have we. You have priests
+clothed in sacred robes; so have we. You have altars and sacrifices;
+so have we. You have an oracle and prophets; so have we. You go up to
+the dwelling-place of your God to worship and offer sacrifices; so do
+we. Wherein, then, do we differ?
+
+_Rachel._ If in nothing else, Eudora, yet in this: we have but _one_
+temple and one God for our nation; you have many. And again, you
+worship the work of men's hands,--images of wood and stone, that can
+neither see nor feel.
+
+_Rebecca (coming forward--Jezebel approaches)._ My heart is moved
+within me; and though my sister, in her joy of seeing her friend, has
+left me standing apart, yet your voice has drawn me to you.
+
+_Eudora._ Surely the sister of my friend shall be my sister: would
+that I could say her God shall be my God!
+
+_Rebecca._ Even so may it be!
+
+_Eudora._ And my gods hers!
+
+_Rebecca._ But that is impossible.
+
+_Eudora._ Why? Because, as she says, we have images for gods! But this
+is not so. Is Jupiter the thunderer confined to an image? or is Juno
+or any other deity? Have we not many images of all the gods in many
+places, and are they not in them all? Do not our armies go forth to
+war, and is not Jupiter with them and Mars also? These images are but
+_reminders_ of the gods, as my father's statue is of him.
+
+_Rebecca._ 'Tis true these many images and temples may not hold your
+gods more than our synagogues hold Jehovah; but as great an error is
+yours. You worship what has no existence; your gods are creatures of
+fancy. Your gods, too, are of various character, and not always
+agreed. This goodly world is not the patch-work of many and different
+gods, but of one designing mind,--one executing power; and that one,
+Jehovah.
+
+_Eudora._ Your sister, in many hours of precious intercourse, has
+almost persuaded me to believe in but one God; but why, if there be
+but one, may not that one be our Jupiter, known as the father of gods
+and men, as well as your Jehovah?
+
+_Jezebel_ (To Eudora). _Because he is not._ (To Rachel and Rebecca).
+Why do you talk with that stupid Heathen? You might as well convince a
+Samaritan dog. I have waited here with a message from David since the
+fifth hour, and all to be contaminated with idolatrous breath.
+
+_Rachel._ Why, Jezebel, do you not remember what the wise Solomon has
+said: "He that is slow to anger is better than the mighty, and he that
+ruleth his spirit than he that taketh a city;" or Moses' commands
+concerning the stranger and hospitality?
+
+_Jezebel._ Well, prate not to me, daughter of Eliab; for I need it
+not. Tell me if you have fulfilled the mission given you this day, and
+what answer I shall make.
+
+_Rachel._ I have. Ye only need say, "It is well." _[Jezebel departs
+impatiently.]_ (_To Eudora._) Be not moved by our neighbor's unkind
+manners. Did she love Jehovah, she would not thus do.
+
+_Eudora._ And is Jehovah careful about _these_ things?
+
+_Rachel._ Yes: every act is noticed by him; every heart is his desire;
+and herein he differs from all imaginary gods. Jupiter sits apart, and
+simply _rules_ the nations. Jehovah loves the children he has created,
+and is careful about their least concerns. He desires their love in
+return. Your gods demand conduct and sacrifices injurious and
+degrading. Jehovah's every word is for his people's prosperity.
+
+_Eudora._ And you are like your god. Your patient doing of right in
+the past comes to me; and this, with your kindness to the unfeeling
+and abusive Jezebel, has convinced me more, if possible, than your
+arguments. Surely I see that it was such a god that I desired to
+worship in Jupiter. If this be found alone in your god, then does my
+heart move me to say, Jehovah, He is God, and there is none else. Oh!
+may I not be mistaken!
+
+_Rachel._ Trust in Jehovah, and thou shalt not err.
+
+_Rebecca._ Rejoice in Jehovah, and thou shalt be glad for ever.
+
+_Ruth (calling)._ Rachel!
+
+_Rachel._ I come. (_To Eudora._) Let us hasten; for we have long
+tarried, and many wait to welcome you. _(Singing heard._) Hark! they
+are singing one of the songs of David: let us go join them.
+
+
+
+At the close of the dialogue, the cxxxvi. Psalm was chanted; and then
+another gentleman described the erroneous notions which the Jews had
+of the expected Messiah. His remarks were succeeded by
+
+
+
+DIALOGUE.--PART II.
+
+
+ANNA, MARTHA, SALOME, MARY, _of Jerusalem._ MIRIAM, LEAH, _of
+Bethlehem._
+
+_Mary (coming with Salome to Martha)._ Martha, I have been seeking,
+and am glad that I have found you; but why do you weep?
+
+_Martha._ We may do nothing else now, and the meeting with others
+seems to be the signal for fresh floods of tears.
+
+_Salome._ I may not ask the cause of your grief; for my own soul
+replies it is the common grief,--our nation's bondage.
+
+_Martha._ Yes, we are slaves; that only thought haunts me; the chosen
+people of Jehovah in subjection to the idolatrous Roman.
+
+_Salome._ Where now is the might of David? where the glory of Solomon?
+Surely Miriam's song may be turned upon ourselves; for the enemy "hath
+triumphed gloriously," and we are laid in the dust.
+
+_Mary._ Let us not, however, despond too much. Jehovah will not always
+chide. The Roman sway shall have an end.
+
+_Martha._ I know that Messiah cometh, and he will restore all things;
+but when?
+
+_Salome._ Yes, _when_? Long have we waited, and bitter has been our
+bondage; and even our own Herod has been more cruel than our foes.
+
+_Mary._ Nevertheless, let us hope. In the fulness of time the promised
+one will come. (_Miriam and Leah approach._) But, see! two more
+friends join us.
+
+_Martha._ Rather say, two more slaves.
+
+_Salome._ Yes; two more to weep with us.
+
+_Miriam._ Not so, not so, unless we weep for joy. The cloud that has
+so long hung over us in blackness is beginning to break. We have
+experienced more of gladness this day than has been ours since the
+last report that the Messiah had come was proved false.
+
+_Leah._ Yes, we have heard strange things since the morning service;
+joyful news have we for you.
+
+_Martha._ Another false prophet, no doubt, claiming to be Israel's
+deliverer, and proving a thousand times her foe.
+
+_Salome._ Let us not cheat ourselves with any more fanatical dreams.
+
+_Miriam._ No dream this; no fanatic's voice; no prophet's word, but a
+message direct from Heaven.
+
+_Martha._ A message from Heaven!
+
+_Leah._ 'Tis even so. Listen while I tell you. At Bethlehem, last
+night, the shepherds were watching their flocks as usual; at midnight
+they were startled by the sudden appearance of an angel of the Lord,
+and the shining round about them of an exceeding bright light; and the
+angel spoke to them. "Fear not," said he, "for, behold! I bring you
+good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all the people; for unto
+you is born this day, in the city of David, a _Saviour_, even the
+Messiah."
+
+_Martha._ Can this be true?
+
+_Salome._ But how shall he be known?
+
+_Anna._ In Bethlehem, did you say? But there is no palace in
+Bethlehem, where a prince should be born.
+
+_Leah._ Wait a little: I have not told you all. "This," said the angel
+to the shepherds, "shall be a sign to you. Ye shall find the babe
+wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger." And, when he had
+thus said, there suddenly joined him a multitude of the heavenly host;
+and presently they burst forth into this song,--"Glory to God in the
+highest; on earth peace and good will towards men!" And with this song
+they departed.
+
+_Anna._ This is indeed wonderful!
+
+_Salome._ But have the shepherds seen the babe?
+
+_Martha._ Oh! tell us that. Have they seen the babe? and are all
+things as they have declared?
+
+_Miriam._ Yes. We met them on their return. They were, with full
+hearts, praising God for the new hope of a glorious deliverance given
+to the nation.
+
+_Leah._ All hearts warmed as they spoke; and, catching their gladness,
+we come to you.
+
+_Mary._ Then shall we indeed hope! O my people! my people Israel!
+shall we see you again in your former glory?
+
+_Martha._ Surely, this news inspires my own soul. Once more shall the
+Roman be driven forth by the Lord of hosts; once more "shall Jehovah
+triumph, and his people be free."
+
+_Salome._ Yes; and Messiah shall bring all nations into subjection to
+_us_, as we are now to the Romans.
+
+_Anna._ Well may we wait a little longer, and bear the yoke with
+patience.
+
+_Mary._ I knew the Lord would not always chide, nor keep his anger for
+ever. Now may we rejoice and glory in the God of our salvation.
+
+_Martha._ Once more shall the name of _a Jew_ be somewhat more than a
+byword. When our King shall ride forth in his majesty, conquering and
+to conquer, then shall the Jews be terrible to their enemies, honored
+by their friends, and known everywhere as the people of the whole
+earth whom the Lord delighteth to honor.
+
+_Leah._ Let us tarry no longer here, feasting on these good things
+alone; but away; and, in every closet and from every house-top, let us
+spread the good news.
+
+_Mary._ Let us first, however, sing to Jehovah a song of triumph, and
+then to our work.
+
+_Miriam._ Even so let it be.
+
+
+
+Then arose, beautifully sung, this
+
+
+
+JEWISH SONG.
+
+Welcome day, oh, welcome day! a Saviour is born!
+Welcome day, oh, welcome day! no longer we mourn.
+    Our nation, exulting
+    O'er foes long insulting,
+Sings aloud, now sings aloud,--Oh, welcome this day!
+
+Lift your voice, oh, lift your voice! Jehovah is God!
+Lift your voice, oh, lift your voice! He has lifted the rod.
+    With goodness unceasing,
+    From bondage releasing,
+We his people will sing,--Jehovah, is God!
+
+Sound it forth, oh, sound it forth! Messias hath come!
+Sound it forth, oh, sound it forth! through every sad home.
+  With power avenging,
+  Our great wrongs revenging,
+He has come, he has come, Messias hath come!
+
+Joy is ours, oh, joy is ours! his sword shall defend!
+Joy is ours, oh, joy is ours! our foes shall now bend.
+  While at their yoke spurning,
+  Their insults returning,
+Joy is ours,--we are free,--his sword shall defend!
+
+Mrs. S.H. Winkley.
+
+
+
+Another address from a friend explained the true idea of Christ as a
+Saviour, to introduce
+
+
+
+DIALOGUE--PART III.
+
+
+EUDORA, _Heathen._--ZACHARIAH, JOHN, RACHEL, REBECCA, SALOME, MARY,
+and JEZEBEL, _Jews._
+
+_Eudora._ Well, Rachel, I owe you more than tongue can tell. The more
+I study Moses and the prophets, the more I believe in and love
+Jehovah; and the more surprised am I, that, for a moment, I hesitated
+in giving up the false gods of my childhood.
+
+_Rachel._ To Jehovah be your thanks, my friend, my sister; for never
+by human reasoning should we have been different from you. In love
+Jehovah revealed himself to us; and what we have so fully learned from
+him, we have given to you.
+
+_Eudora._ But what think you of the prophet in the wilderness,--John I
+think they call him?
+
+_Rachel._ He is dead. He was a bold man, and a good one, I think; but
+the best should be careful how they rebuke kings. John rebuked Herod,
+and lost his head in consequence thereof.
+
+_Eudora._ Well, we must all die.
+
+_Rachel._ Not so says he whom John declared to be greater than
+himself,--Jesus of Nazareth.
+
+_Zachariah._ If he be what many claim him, he speaks with more
+authority on that point than the Pharisees.
+
+_Eudora._ And what do people say he is?
+
+_Zachariah._ The Messiah.
+
+_Eudora._ Israel's Deliverer?
+
+_Zachariah._ Yes.
+
+_Eudora._ Well, what says he?
+
+_John._ That they who believe in him shall never die.
+
+_Eudora._ Surely, no one believeth that. Or does he jest, by saying
+what he knows they cannot receive?
+
+_Rachel._ You have never seen him, or you would not ask that question.
+No one hearing him can doubt, that he, like John, would seal his words
+with his blood.
+
+_John._ You have seen him: is he like John?
+
+_Rachel._ In boldness very like him. In other respects they differ.
+John was clothed like the prophets; Jesus wears the common garb. John
+dwelt in the wilderness, and on the banks of the Jordan; but Jesus
+frequents the cities and villages. John was stern in manner, and
+abstemious in food; Jesus is neither. He is gentle and social; often
+seen at the feasts of the publicans, and associating with the
+multitudes.
+
+_Eudora._ But does he, like the former kings of Israel, combine
+military ardor with his religious enthusiasm?
+
+_Rachel._ He seems, with all his boundless benevolence, formed to
+command; but never has he aimed to form an army, though the people
+would at one time have declared him king. Salome promised to meet us
+here at this time. I wish she were present. She can tell you more of
+him than can I.
+
+_Eudora._ And here she is.
+
+_John._ Welcome to our circle! and doubly so now; for we would hear of
+you concerning this Jesus, who we hoped was to be our deliverer from
+bondage.
+
+_Salome._ Right glad am I to be here, and more so to speak of him; for
+he hath come indeed to deliver us from bondage,--a worse, however,
+than _Roman_ bondage.
+
+_John._ Are we to have a harder taskmaster than the Romans, before we
+are delivered?
+
+_Salome._ No harder master than we now have. The Roman is not our only
+or worst bondage.
+
+_Rebecca._ What talk you of so earnestly?
+
+_Salome._ Jesus of Nazareth.
+
+_Rebecca._ He has come, it is said, to set up a new kingdom.
+
+_Salome._ Rather to enlarge the kingdom already flourishing in heaven.
+
+_Rebecca._ Call it what you may, he is slow in gathering his armies.
+
+_Salome._ He needs no army for his conquests, but an army of loving
+hearts and pure spirits.
+
+_Rebecca._ Then the nation's hope is again blasted, and we are to
+remain yet longer subjects of a foreign king.
+
+_Salome._ Not so. This is the true Messiah: he who joins his kingdom
+shall be free indeed.
+
+_Rebecca._ But what freedom can there be greater than from Roman
+bondage?
+
+_Eudora._ Unless it be a deliverance, such as mine, from idolatry and
+superstition. Methinks there is no liberty to be compared with that;
+and, having that, slavery loses its power.
+
+_Jezebel._ Or deliverance, such as mine, from an unholy temper.
+Surely, Eudora, mine is the greater deliverance; for what is truth
+without goodness? You were delivered from _error_; I from _sin._ Oh!
+since I have been from place to place with the Son of God, and
+listened to his gracious words, I have forgotten to be angry; and, I
+trust, my growing love for his Father and mine will cleanse me from
+all sin!
+
+_Mary._ I, too, have felt his power, and am seeking to join his
+kingdom. I first took him for a second David, who should glorify his
+people; then, when no army gathered around him, for a prophet sent to
+reform the nation. But now I believe him to be greater than
+either,--even the Son of God, and begin to think that he purposes to
+bless, not Jews alone, but Gentiles; not Palestine, but the world.
+
+_Rebecca._ Why should we think him greater than the prophets? why, the
+Son of Jehovah? Are the reports about his working miracles to be
+received as true?
+
+_Salome._ Certainly; for I have witnessed them. I have, at his mere
+word or touch, _seen_ the leper cleansed; the blind receive sight; the
+lame walk; and, that last wonderful work, Lazarus of Bethany raised
+from the dead.
+
+_Rebecca._ And what think you of all this?
+
+_Salome._ Just what one of our rulers declared to him the other night,
+"No man can do these miracles and not come from God, and have God with
+him." When the Pharisees or the Scribes tell me I am immortal, I
+question; but when he, thus aided by Jehovah, asserts the truth, it is
+enough.
+
+_Rebecca (to Mary)._ And did this move you also?
+
+_Mary._ How could I doubt any doctrine of his, after witnessing these
+works?
+
+_Jezebel._ But this is not all. He moved our hearts to love, as well
+as our minds to believe. With all my ill temper in the past, I have
+ever taken an interest in children. Judge ye, then, of the effect
+produced upon me, the first time I saw him, by this circumstance. I
+was walking along, filled with my usual impatience, when I suddenly
+saw Jesus at a distance, surrounded by a crowd, many of whom were
+Scribes and Pharisees. He had pleased the multitude, and excited even
+the admiration of his enemies; when, as I came nigh, I saw several
+persons endeavoring to get nearer to him with their children. They
+were rebuked even by his disciples; but Jesus, seeing the act, asked
+for the children, took them in his arms, and blessed them. From that
+moment have I loved and followed him.
+
+_Mary._ Then came his kind, yet firm rebuke of sin; his description of
+those who were prepared to join his kingdom; his promise to receive
+the worst who would become like himself; his assurance that all who
+continued faithful to the end of this life should in the next be
+joined to his Father's family; and, above all, the representation of
+Jehovah as our Father, who would give us eternal joy. Oh! what change
+have his glorious words wrought in us!
+
+_Rebecca._ Why do you say "changed _us_"? _Jezebel_ needed to be
+changed, but not _you._
+
+_Mary._ Such change as he demanded I needed. Oh! how much! 'Tis true,
+in _form_ I have served the God of my fathers. I have endeavored to
+keep unbroken the law; but that was not sufficient. To be like him,
+the _heart_ must burn with that love to his Father, that your delight
+will be even to be crucified in his service.
+
+_Salome._ Yes; as Mary says, he demands that love which not only pours
+itself forth to friends, but to strangers, and with diligence seeks
+the happiness even of our bitterest foes.
+
+_Zachariah._ O that I might have such a spirit, and be one of such a
+society!
+
+_Mary._ And so you may.
+
+_John._ And I!
+
+_Rebecca._ And I!
+
+_Salome._ Yes; all, _all_ who are weary of sin, and heavy laden with
+cares,--all may come, and none will be cast forth.
+
+_John._ This is freedom indeed.
+
+_Rachel._ And greatness indeed.
+
+_Rebecca._ Such a people must be the chosen of the Lord.
+
+_Eudora._ No longer Jew and Gentile, but one in Jesus.
+
+_Salome._ Is not this a Saviour for Israel? Oh! my heart burns within
+me for joy; for all people shall partake of this salvation.
+
+_Rachel._ Glory to God in the highest; on earth peace and good-will to
+men!
+
+_Mary._ The angel's song; and why should not we in a song praise God
+that he hath visited and redeemed his people?
+
+_Rebecca._ And may God make us true to this Saviour to the last!
+
+
+Next came an appropriate hymn; after which the pastor reviewed and
+explained the meaning of the different exercises of the evening, and
+what they were intended to teach about the origin and truth and
+blessedness of Christianity. A prayer was offered, and the services
+closed with that noble hymn, beginning "All hail the power of Jesus'
+name," sung to that noble old tune, "Coronation."
+
+I thought the Dialogues would please you, and asked leave to print
+them here.
+
+If there is any thing in the Dialogues, or in any of the pieces in
+this little book, you cannot understand, you must ask for an
+explanation from your parents or teachers, who will be glad to answer
+your questions. And now, if these "GEMS" give you as much pleasure as
+the "Christmas Evening at the Pitts-street Chapel" gave those who were
+present, I think, though "gathered in haste," you will say they are
+worth keeping, and looking at often.
+
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