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“Why, where did she learn these things, then P”

“Oh, the little girls who live up-stairs in our house used to go to Sunday school, and they would come down into the back yard and play'at Sunday school!"

Thus had little Rosa learned the truths, which the Holy Spirit had blessed to her soul.

OII, MAKE ME TILINE.
My Father, I would be thy child,
I know I'm sinful, wayward, wild,
To thee I would be reconciled;

Oh, make me thine.
With patience I the race would run,
Not looking back when once begun,
Seeking salvation through thy Son ;

Oh, make me thine.
The narrow way I fain would tread,
And by thy gentle hand be led,
With heavenly manna daily fed ;

Oh, make me thine.
Make me to love thee more and more,
Thy Holy Spirit on me pour,
Grant me of grace a plenteous store ;

Oh, make me thine.
When death's cold hand is on me laid,
My God, let me not feel afraid,
Be with me; for I've often prayed

That I might be thine.

HELEY.

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VISIT TO AN ARAB SHEIKH. A SHEIKH is a chief or head man over a tribe of Arabs. You may now read a short account of a visit that was made to one of these great men, named Hussein.

Starting at four in the morning, we reached Sheikh Hussein's camp about one in the afternoon. The tents No. 202. OCTOBER, 1861.

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were ranged in a crescent, and very low, except the sheikh's. We alighted before it, and were most gracefully received by his eldest son, a boy about ten or eleven years of age, dressed in his little “ kefia,” or head-dress of the desert, red boots, etc., a little sheikh in miniature. Sheikh Hussein resolved that we should stay with him that evening, and ordered the camels that carried our tent to be kept in the rear : coming up again, he renewed our welcome, and invited us into his tent, whither we followed, and sat down on the mat beside him,

It was a bright, warm afternoon, and the fire in the centre of the tent, and the clouds of tobacco-smoke, were at first almost stifling. The wild Arabs gathered round us, and soon our breakfast was served up : first “ leban," or sour milk, and then a mixture of butter, bread, and sugar. Then coffee was repeatedly served by a slave, who sat constantly grinding and supplying new comers with that truly eastern Inxury. Each guest, as he entered, was kissed by the principal members of the eircle, except the sheikh-hearty double kisses. Little ceremony was observed, though much respect was shown to the sheikh, who spoke and moved with much dignity. It was a strange scene altogether; but one group was really beautiful-Sheikh Hussein, in his robes of scarlet and red turban, with his young son, so fair and graceful, lying at his feet, and looking fondly up in his face. Many other children were admitted into the circle, or played outside the tent, all of them, seemingly, much indulged.

When we had had enough of it, we slipped away under the corner of the tent, and repaired to our own,

where we found the little sheikh Mohammed sitting at the door. We invited him in ; he sat down very modestly, first on the sand, then on the bed. We gave him some preserved dates for himself and his little brothers. While dinner was in preparation, (for the sheikh killed a sheep for us,) we squatted before the tent with the Arabs, playing with a young wolf, and watching the evening labours of the camp. Children were at play; women, in their long blue robes, bringing in dry wood for the night fires ; two others were grinding at the mill at the door of one of the tents ; an animated talk was going on in the sheikli's ; his horse was prowling about in its rich trappings ; goats smelling about our tent ; and dogs barking : as happy, eheerful, and peaceful a scene as ever I saw.

At last, Sheikh Hussein made his appearance with a huge wooden bowl full of mutton, and we all gathered round it, and dipping in the dish, ate with our fingers, in the eastern fashion. Soft cakes of excellent bread, like Scotch cake, served at once for plates and food.

The camp at night was a beautiful scene; a circle of lights and fires flaming around us, the grinding still continuing. A lively talk was still going on in Sheikh Hussein's tent. The grinding was still going on when we awoke next morning; and a man churning butter in a skin, see-sawing it on his knee ; two children were plaguing the poor little wolf, pulling it abont with a string. The little sheikh Mohammed breakfasted with us on coffee and bread ; and, before starting, we presented him with a pair of yellow morocco slippers, and boots for his mother, who made her appearance in her finery at the moment of our departure.

BIBLE LESSONS.

CHAPTER IV.-WIAT TIE GOSPEL IAS DONE,

The next Scripture subject proposed by Miss Stone to her scholars was this : “ What were the effects of the first preaching of the gospel, both of a pleasing and painful nature ?"

Little Harriet's verse was Matt. x. 22; and other verses from all the four Gospels were brought by her companions, to prove that our blessed Saviour from the first, told his disciples they should suffer persecution for his name's sake and the gospel's ; but that they should receive great consolation under all their trials.

Miss S. Can you find any cases in which this was fulfilled ? Ellen turned to the beginning of Acts viii. and read several verses, showing that the scattering of the first disciples was overruled for good. Julia found in Acts xii. the history of Peter's imprisonment. Charlotte had chapter xiv., and read the close of verse 22, “We must through much tribulation enter the king. dom of God.”

Miss S. There is a verse something like this in 2 Timothy iii. Anna found and read, “ All that will live godly in Christ Jesus shall suffer persecution.” Her teacher then directed her to finish the chapter, saying that Timothy seems to have been converted in consequence of this missionary journey, as it may be called, of the apostle Paul.

Mary referred to Acts xvii., where Timothy is first mentioned, and afterwards to the account of Paul's imprisonment at Philippi, which is again referred to 1 Thess. ii. 2.

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