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Julia turned to 1 Cor. vi. 11: "And such were some of you: but ye are washed, but ye are sanctified, but ye are justified in the name of the Lord Jesus, and by the Spirit of our God.”
Alice had found Eph. ii. 1: "And you hath he quickened who were dead in trespasses and sins.” She also referred to verses 11, 12, and her teacher made a few remarks on the state of the world, and especially our own country, at the time when the apostle wrote, adding, "But I think Harriet must be tired. I wonder what verse she has been able to find."
Harriet. 1 John v. 19: "And we know that we are of God, and the whole world lieth in wickedness."
Miss S. Very well. That is a very solemn text. The world lieth, that is, is contented to remain in sin. Indeed, two-thirds of the millions which inhabit our globe are still in a state of heathenism. Among those called Christians, how many neglect, while some are even forbidden to read the Book of truth! I have known English children from India who were ignorant that God made them, and all things around them, though they had learned much evil and many falsehoods from the native servants who had taken care of them. But we must close. I hope we shall all be able to attend the meeting of the Bible Society next week, when we shall hear something of what has been done to spread this word abroad and at home. We will take for our subject next week, "The spread of the gospel," or the change which God has promised shall take place in the condition of the world.
LOVE OF THE WORD OF GOD IN INDIA.
ONE of the children (in the schools of the Church Missionary Society), a boy of seven years of age, came to me early one morning, with four eggs in his hand. I was about to purchase them from him, when he said, "No, I have been saving them for a copy of St. John's Gospel." I was very much surprised and pleased, and gave him what he wanted for half the price, this being my custom, to dispose of the books that they may value them.
Another boy, about twelve years old, came to school. The next day he came up with one anna (a small coin) to me for St. John's Gospel; he also being a poor boy, I inquired how he got the money. He told me that yesterday he asked leave at twelve o'clock, that he might go where many are employed to clean wool. He went for half a day, and got his money to purchase the book.
Another boy in the school, thirteen years of age, a bright youth, has shown a great desire to acquaint himself with the Scriptures, and whenever an opportunity has been afforded he has bought copies of the New Testament from me, and religious tracts, to give to his countrymen. This is great encouragement for me to go on with my work.
I wish, also, to state that Mohammedan women, who used before to avoid having any religious conversation, now call in numbers, and earnestly beg of me to explain to them the New Testament.-Church Missionary Record.
THE HOME OF THE SAILOR-BOY.
THE "St. Kilda” had just been paid down, as you might guess from the shouting and cheering of the sailors, who, crowding both the train and the steamer, were setting off on long leave.
I wonder who likes a holiday better than a sailor does? Off dashed the train inland, and away paddled the steamer on her journey up the river; and you may be sure there was a cheer and a waving of caps, as she passed the "St. Kilda," "Joy to the homewardbound."
There were several of their shipmates watching the departure, and among them a boy named Warren: a boy who never went on leave, never received a letter, and never wrote one. So another boy who was standing beside him while the steamer passed, asked, "How is it you never go home ?" I do not know what was the answer, but the other boy asked again, “Where is your father ?"
Dead, long ago," replied Warren, "and I've got no home." It was rather a hard thing, poor fellow, to have no father, no home, perhaps no friend in the wide world to care for him; and so he thought at the moment, and he felt a little sad; but when the evening came, and the boys were amusing themselves, he was playing about the tops as merrily as the rest, and seemed merry and light-hearted enough, for all he had no home and no friend. But after gunfire, when lights were out and Warren was dreaming in his hammock, he fancied himself where he had not been for a very long time-in a room he had not seen since he
was a tiny child; and he dreamed he was kneeling beside his mother's knee, learning to say "Our Father." He remembered the very pattern of the gown upon which his hands were resting; and those same hands were so small and soft and white-could they ever have belonged to him? for his were quite brown and hard now. While he was dreaming, he started and awoke suddenly at the sound of the daybreak gun.
Day came, and with it came plenty to do; and in his work the sailor-boy forgot his dream of home.
When next the church flag was flying, and many voices together were joined in the prayers, the boy Warren's voice with the rest said, "Our Father which art in heaven." But I thought he said he had no father-no home. Ah, but he made a great mistake: as long as there is a God, no one need be fatherless : as long as there is a heaven, no one need be without a home. The storm is ruled, and the sea-bird that flies about our ship is guided by the God who "sitteth King upon the water-flood ;" and the sailor-lad may be a King's son.
Who was it that said to the sailors of Galilee "When ye pray, say, Our Father which art in heaven ?" Who was it that, keeping the night-watch upon those hills, saw those sailors toiling in rowing in the storm, and went and helped them? In your temptations-and they are very many; in your hardships-and they are not few; that same good eye is upon you, that same kind voice is bidding you look homewards and say "Our Father."
Think of this when you are going to do some unworthy thing; remember that in the home of the King