famitg elute. [For the American Presbyterian.] S UPPLICATION. Quiet, Lord, my froward heart, Make me teachable and mild, Upright, Simple, free from art; Make me as a weaned child, From distrust and envy free, Pleased with all that pleaseth Thee What Thou shalt to-day provide, Let me as a child receive ; What to.inorrow may betide, Calmly to Thy wisdom leave; 'Tis enough that Thou wilt care— Why should I ge burden bear,? As a little child relies On a care beyond his own, Knows he's neither strong nor wise, Fears to move one step alone, Let me thus with Thee abide, As my Father, guard and guide. Thus preserved from Satan's wiles, Safe from dangers, free from fears, May I live upon thy smiles, 'Till the promised hour appears, When the sons of God shall prove All their Father's boundless love. THE GERMAN FAMILY IN LONDON. FROM GUTHRIE'S SUNDAY MAGAZINE (Continued.) The winter passed on, and spring came into the land, and Hermann resolution was Unchanged. The Whole village was astir on the day of the departure of the family. To the good people it was like a dismal funeral day. Every one who could spare a couple of hours followed the carts which conveyed the emigrants and their luggage to the station. There were the minister, and the schoolmas ter, and the shoemaker, and the gro cer, with their wives, and a great many other friends and neighbors, who sur rounded the carts, shook hands with the departing ones on the road, and walked along, some weeping and some sobbing. And when they had seen them off with the train for Rotterdam, they returned home in deep silence, for their hearts were sad. It was to them as if they had carried a father and a brother to the grave. According to an agreement made with .a house at Cologne, the family proceeded to LondOn to embark on board the " Borussia," a German emi grant-ship ,in which they had engaged berths as second-class passengers to New York. On their arrival they liked their accommodations well, and though they marvelled much at the innumerable multitude of big ships in the dock where theirs was lying, and were almost bewildered in the midst of the new and undreamt-of objects their eyes now beheld,' they were yet glad to learn that, they were to sail in two ,days, for they longed to reach their destination. • Milwaukee, a Wis consin town, on the western shore of Lake Michigan, was ihe point , whither they had to travel, as Hermann's bro ther Dietrich was to meet them there with carts, and horses to, convey them , to his house, which was about five days' journey further westward. Ad joining his farm were the acres he had bought for Hermann, who' had sent him all the money he had` , . realized from the sale of his farm stock, save some forty pounds which he had kept to pay traveling expenses from New York to Milwaukee. So everything being well-arranged, as was thought, the good family had no other desire than to start as quickly asp possible. Thig desire, however, was Sadly -frus trated. Owing to, a defect which was discovered-in the vessel, her departure was delayed..for a week, in order.that she might be repaired. Crowded with emigrants, and wedged in between numerous. other - vessels within the comparatively narrow space of a Lon don:. dock, and with the vernal sun shiniMg with unusual heat Upon the deck, the cabiias, and especially the second-class cabin, were actually turned into ovens: Our friends; who had been accustomed- to, breathe the, pure, invigorating, mountain-air of Germa ny, could-not possibly stand- this great and sudden change. Frau Stahl took ill, :and so did three of the . children. The doctor urgently advised Hermann to take lodgings during the days the ship was,to be under repair, as he• had no doubt change of air would soon put thalinvalids right again. Three rooms were accordingly taken for a week in the Comme,F4a,l, Road, but the doctor's expectationtwas not confirmed. The disease of Fliu Stahl and the boys turned out 'to be scarletina. When the ship was ready to sail, they could nbt.think of going with her, the less so that Hannah., also 'took ill. Nothing wasileft for poor Herinann but to take his luggage out, of the " Borussia" and,allow.her to sail without himself or faimly. And now the position of the poor bepa,me very trying indeed. Hitherto they had experienced no dif ficulty as to the language, since the captain; the doctor, the crew, and by far the greater portion of the passen gers on board the " 80r342. were. Germans. But the momentlhe ship was • gone, poor Hermann found him self a stranger amongst people of whose.! language he did.: not under stand one word. The apartments which he had rented. Were good and well= furnished, but .they' cost a pound a week. The doctor, who came every day, sometimes twice a day, charged half a crown a visit. Provisions, too, were excesaively deor in liermann's opinion. Only thtlik; siiteenpence, and even eighteenpence for a'pound of butter, (and such butter as he would' THE AMERICAN PRESBYTERIAN, THURSDAY. SEPTEMBER 6, 1866. have been ashaioed to sell from his farm, and he used to sell his for eight pence or tenpence !) Beef, pork and ham were 'double the price they were in his village! Rye bread—that dain ty for a German palate-`l-was not to be got in the whole of London ! The dinner which his landlady cooked for him and the two boys who were not yet attacked 15y the disease, cost eight eenpence a day, and was scarcely eat- able, as everything was cooked without salt, and the vegetables were like grass, and the potatoes like frozen turnips. "My dear," he said one evening, after he had sat down by the bed Side of his wife, who, as well as the other invalids, was progressing favorably, though every possible care had still to be taken to prevent relapses—" My dear," he said, " when it pleases the Lord to restore you and the children, we must leave these apartments and take cheaper ones." "Dear husband, the Lord has indeed brought us into deep ways. I hope you don't lose your trust in Him." " I do not, darling, but it is exceed ingly difficult for me to get along with the people here, as I cannot under stand them. I never felt so much alone in the world." " Have you been to the hospital?" This question of Frau Stahl's had reference to Daniel Prizel. On their arrival in London, Hermann had re paired to Daniel's address, as it Was his intention to take him along with them to America. But the landlord told him the young man had got the fever, and was lying in the hospital. " I have not, dear," was the answer "How could I have gone? I have not been away from you and the chil dren since you took ill." "Well, then, go now. Perhaps Daniel is sufficiently recovered to be able_ to help you through in this great Babel. He knows the ways, and the language." It was with great difficulty that Hermann found out Daniel's hospital, and it cost him not a littl9 trouble to find Daniel after he had found the hospital. The young. man was quite\ enraptured when the foreigner who approached his bed made himself known to him as his cousin Hermann Stahl from Kirchheim. He kissed him as a child kisses its father. "So you have come at length 1" exclaimed he. " And are you going to take me with you to America now ? I am all but recovered, and if needs be. I on go with you even as early as to-morrow." Hermann told his story. An ex pression of deep grief clouded: the beaming face of Daniel. u.But at any rate, the Cologne emi grant house will be bound to forward you to New York?" said he, in an in terrogative tone. "I think it will. I. wrote, to Co logne, but have got no answer as yet. It is their duty, of course; and surely they won't be so dishonest as to take advantage of our misfortunes." Daniel sighed. He had not much confidence in the honesty of continen tal emigrant houses. Most of them are swindlers," he muttered between his teeth. "Could you not come and see us this week, Daniel?" "Of course, dear cousin. ; I shall be with you to-morrow." "But -we have, scarlatina , in the house." , "Never mind ; I have , had it. But you ought to be very careful with that disease. It is much_ more dangerous in this country than with us in Ger many. Complaints May result from it such as we never hear of on the Continent." The next day Daniel was sitting with his cousin in their front room. The poor lad was much emaciated and very weak. He had got the fever in the sugar-house, where he had worked all day in a temperature of from 100 to 110 degrees. He could not return to the works, as it would kill him. What he was to do now he knew not, and he had not so much as a farthing in his pocket " Of course, you will stay with us," said Hermann. "Henceforth you are a member of the family. We will share weal and woe with each other. 'You will be of great service' to me, as you know this , terrible place and its terrible language." " Yon find a great difference be tween this and Kirchheim, I suppose?" said Daniel. "I do, indeed. I never could:have thought that there was such , a plqce in the world as this. PeOple do, not live here in their houses, but in omnibuses and railway carriages. The whole, of this place is one huge mill, in which one is likely to lose one's hearing and understanding from the'constant buzz and whir." As the patients were progressing favorably, it was resolved to look out for cheaper lodgings, for Her Man cal culated that, if he went on in this way, he would be penniless within six weeks. Fortunately, he had among his luggage, which was stowed away in a shed at the back of, the house, a sufficient number of beds and mattresses, a com plete cooking apparatus, and many other pieces of furniture. Daniel ac cordingly rented four unfurnished rooms on the first floor in a back street, off the Commercial Road, at twelve shillings a week. Chairs, , ta bles and bedsteads were bought at ,a low price at an auction in the neigh borhood, and when the invalids had recovered so far as to be capable of being removed without danger, the family went to• the new abode. (To BE CONTINUED:) • r , . "COME YE TO. THE WATERS." There is on record the case of a very wicked and hardened man whose feel ings were so touched by the soft notes of a dove that he was, by the Divine Spirit, led to Christ and to a Christian lite. In the incident below, the prat tling of a babe was, blessed with the, same result. During a revival in a; town in Ohio, a man who had: been very worldly-minded was awakened, but for some time concealed his feel ings even from his wife, who was a praying woman. She left him one evening in charge of his little girl of three years of age. After her departure, his anxiety of mind became so great that he could not rest, and he began to walk the room in his agony. The little girl soon no ticed his agitation of mind, and in quired, " What ails you, pa ?" He replied, " Nothing;" and endeavored to requiet his feelings, and divert his mind from the subject, but all in vain ; Conscience would not hush up at his bidding. He could not calm the trou bled deep of his sin-polluted heart. After sitting a short time, he rose' again, and commenced walking to and fro, as before. Soon the attention of his daughter was again arrested, and wondering, doubtless, at her, father's uneasiness, and ignorant of its cause, she looked up sympathizingly in his face, and inquired, with all the artless ness and simplicity of childhood, " Pa! if you were dry, wouldn't you go and get a drink of water ?" The father started as if a voice from hea ven had fallen on his ear I He thought of his thirsty soul, famishing for the waters of life I He thought of that LIVING. FOUNTAIN opened in the Gos pel, and he heard the voice of Jesus saying, "If any man thirst, let him come unto me and drink ! Ho I every one that thirsteth, come ye to the wa ters I" Ile thirsted I " He longed to drink that crystal stream That flows the trees of life between-- That its pure waters in his soul Might rise eternally to roll!" He believed ! and straightway fell at the Saviour's feet, exclaiming in heart, if not in words, "Justus I am, thou wilt receive, Wilt welcome, pardon cleanse, relieve; Because thy promise Ibelieve, 0 Lamb of God, I come, I come!" From that hour he dates the dawn ing of a new light, and the'beginning of a new life. GLORY DWELLETH IN IMMANUEL'S LAND. • Samuel- Ittithertera, .ritirin of - gria learning and talents, but, better than at this, a man who was taught to be come a fool that he might be wise, was first a. professor in the University of Edinburgh, then minister of the parish of Anworth, and subsequently profes sor of' Theology at St. Andrew's, in Scotland. The Lord greatly honored his ministry. At one time he was im prisoned. for the name of JesuS, and when in prison wrote those letters breathing so much of heaven, which continue to be printed, and have min istered comfort to many among us. His death ; bedwas as remarkable as his life hid been. Some of his, dying ex pressions are preserved by Mr. Flem ing in his "Fulfilling of Scriptwe,7, who thus concludes his narrative "And thus, full of the Spirit, yea, as it were, overcome with sensible enjoy ment, lie breathed out his soul, his last words being, ' Glory, glory dwelleth in Immanuel's land." The following lines seem to breathe the very spirit of that land. If the writer had accompanied the sainted Rutherford to the confines of that bet ter country, and had caught and con densed the perfumes of its flowery vales, she could hardly have furnished anything more soothing and overpow 7 ering to the spiritual mind. The sands of time are sinking, The dawn of heaven breaks, for, , The summer morn I've sighed for, • , The fair, sweet morn awakes! Dark, dark hath been the midnight, But dayspring is at hand, And glory—glory dwelleth In Immanuel's land ! 0 well it is forever, O ! well forevermore, My nest hung in no forst Of all this death-doomed shore! Yea, let the vain world vanish, As from the ship the strand, While glory—glory divelleth In Immanuel's land! There the , Red 'Rose of Sharon Unfolds its heartsomekloorn, And fills the air of heaven. With:ravishing perfume, , 01 01 to:behold it blossom;' While by its fragrance fanned, While glory—glory dwelleth In Iran:Limner s land! The King there, in His beauty, Without a veil, is seen ; It were a well=spentjournty, Though seven deaths 'lay between. The Lamb, with His fair. army, Doth on hlount Zion, stand,. t And glorr—glory dwelleth La ImmanuePs land! 0 Christ! 'He is the Fountain, The deep, sweet well of love ! The streams on earth•P ve tasted, - More deep I'll drink „above • There, to an ocean fulness, His merey cloth expand, And glory—glory dwelleth In Immanuel's land ! ` E'en Anworth was'not heaven— E'en preaching. was not Christ; ' . And in my sea-beat prison My Lord and I held tryst And aye my murkiest storm-cloud • - Was by a rainbow spanned, Caught from the glory dwelling In Immanuel's land! But that He built a heaVen Of His surpassing Wye; A little New Jerusalem, Like to the one ab'OVe- - "Lord, take me o'er the water," Had been my loud demand; "Take me to love's own. country, Unto Immanuel's land!" • But flowers need night's cool darkness, The moonlight and the dew ;. So Christ, from one who loved it, His shining oft withdrew ; And then, for`cause.of absence, Mrtiolibled soul Iseanited— , But, glory,,shad.elessoldnetit. , In rinmannel's land ! The little birds at Antiorth, I used to count them blest— Now, beside happier . altars . I go, to build my nest ; O'er these there broods no silence, • No gravei around them stand ; For glory; deathless, dwelleth In Immannel'i land ! Fair Anworth by the Solway, To me thou still art dear I E'en from the verge of heaven I drop for thee a tear. • 0 1 if one soul from Anworth Meet me at God's right hand, My heaven will be two heavens In Immanuel's land! live wrestled on toward heaven, 'Gainst storm, and wind, and tide ; Now, like a weary traveler, That leaneth on his guide,* Amid the shades of evening, While sinks life's lingering sand, I hail the glory dawning L From Immanuel's land! Deep waters crossed life's pathway, The hedge of thorns was sharp ; Now, these lie all behind me— ' 0 I for a well-tuned harp! 0 ! to join Hallelujah With yon triumphant band, Who sing, where glory dwelleth, In Immanuel's land ! With mercy and with judgment My web'bf time He wove, And aye the dews of sorrow Were lustered with His love; I'll bless the hand that guided, I'll bless theleart that.planned, When throned where glory dwelleth, In Immanuel's land ! • Soon shall the cup of glory Wash down earth's bitterest woes, Soon shall the desert's brier Break into Eden's rose ; The . curse shall change to blessing— The name on earth that's banned Be graven on the white stone • In Immanuel's land I 0 r I gin my Beloved's, ; And. my Beloved is mine He brings a poor, vile sinner Into His "house of vine!" I stand upon His merit, I know no safer. stand, - Not e'en where glory dwelleth In Immanuel's land! • I shall sleep sound in Jesus, Filled with His.likeness, rise ' To live and to adore Him, To see Him with these eyes; 'Tween me and resurrection But Paradise cloth stand Then—then for glory divelling Inn Immanuel's land! The bride eyes.not her garments, But her dear bridegroom's face; I will not gaze at glory, , But on my King of Grace— ' 'Not at the crown He giveth, BUt on His pierced hand ; • The Lamb is all the gloty_____ .rrattatret ISM ' I have borne scorn and hatred, I haye borne wrong and shame,. Earth's Proud ones have reproached me, For Christ's thrice-blessed name; • Where God's seal set the fairest, They've stamped their foulest brand; But judgment Shines like noonday In Immanuel's land DR. CHALMERS IN. A. HOVEL. Dr. Chalmers had much of the spirit of his Master in sympathizing with the poor, and seeking to help and save - them. His energy in visiting the 'poorer „lass of his parishioners in Glasgow wearied his elders, who could not keep pace with his rapid moVe ments, nor endure so much walking - and climbing in the wynds and attics. Smile of his most effective sermons were preached in cottages, crowded by auditors who listened with awe, as if an angel from heaven were speaking to them. And some of the most de lightful experiences of his life were found by the sick-beds of the peasant ry, whom he sought to win to Jesus. The following incident is authentic, and illustrates well both his simplici ty and earnestness. It is related by a 'Student who kept him company in the ;The scene was a low, dirty hovel, over whose damp and uneven floor it 'was difficult to walk without stumb ling, and into which a small window, coated with dust, admitted hardly enough of light to enable an eye unac 'ciistomed to the gloom to discern a +single , object. .A poor old woman, 'bed-ridden and almost blind, whooc cUpied a bed opposite the fire-place, iv t 'as the Object of the doctor's visit. Seating himself at her side, he enter ed 'at once, after a few inquiries as to her health, into religious conversation with her, Alas! it seemed all in vain. The mind which he strove to enlighten had been so long Closed and dark, that it , appeared impossible to thrust, into it a single ray of light Still, on the part of the woman, _there was an evident desire to lay hold ,on something of 'Which he was telling her • and encour : aged by this, he persevered, plying her, to use his own expression, with the offers of the Gospel, and urging her to trust in Christ ; at length she said : , "Ah, sir, I would do as you bid me ; 'but I dinna, ken how ; how •can I trust in Christ ?"‘ "0, woman; " was his expressive reply, in the dialect of the district, "just lippen to Him." "0, sir," was her reply, " and is that a'?" "Yes, yes," was his gratified re sponse. "just lip Pen to Him, and lean on Him, and you'll never perish." To some, perhaps, this language m a y be obscure, but to that dying woman. poor and blind, it was as light from heaven ; it guided her to a knowledge of the Saviour, and there is good rea son to believe it was the instrument of ultimately conducting her to heaven. LETTER 'FROM MR. HAMMOND TO THE CHILDREN. STEAMSHIP HIBERNIA, Long. 41°, Lat. 50 ° , August 6th, 1866. MY DEAR LITTLE FRIENDS IN AME RICA :-I think you cannot tell from these figures at the head of this letter where we are. You will know better if 'I. 'tell you —that we 'Etre about 'half way across the Atlantic Ocean. We have now been a little more than a week at sea, and if I should write down all the thoughts I have had about the dear children whom 'I have learned to tove in the United States, the letter would be longer than the AMERICAN PRESBYTERIAN would be willing to print for you. My thoughts have been nearly as busy as the great engine which moves our ship, and that has been at work day and night, and has never stopped once since we started. It never seems tired, but in storm and sunshine it drives us along over the deep blue sea ; but if the fire should go out, then there would be no steam, and the engine would stop, and then we should be left away in the middle of the mighty ocean, at the mercy of all the angry winds. I trust that some one of you who read this letter have had the fire of God kindled in your hearts. I hope you will daily feed it with the truths of the Bible, and never let it go out, lest temptations, like storms on the ocean, come upon you, sending you far ont of the way to heaven. I want to tell you about a little land bird which came on board our ship. One day, soon after we left the city of New York, there was a storm, which Made the great waves 'roll up against the side of the ship, and sometimes almost over us. The wind blew very hard from the land, and when we were a hundred or two miles away, a little bird, all faint and weary, was glad to find a place to rest. It soon became quite tame ; we used to love to feed it with crumbs and water. But there were some wicked boys on board, who seemed to delight: to trouble it, and they at last frightened the poor little thing so that it flew from them ; and then a great gust of wind carried it off, and our ship was going so fast that it had not strength to catch up again, and I suppose fell down in the water and died. When I saw those naughty boys acting so unkindly to that little bird, I thought how unlike, they were to Jesus. Whenever a little bird comes on board the Gospel ship, He is glad to take them and feed them; and thougb_Satan..likethe_wielziad_bayo, May seek tofrighten them.away, still, if they keep close to Jesus, He will watch over them and bring them through all the storms safe to heavdn. But there as a nice little boy on board, who came on our steamer with out any money to pay his passage ; and Jet he was treated more kindly than the poor bird. When I first saw him, one of the officers had him by the collar, pushing him along, and was saying, " Get off this" ship; you 'have no money to pay your passage. We can't•take you for nothing." "But," said the boy, as the tears ran down his cheeks, "I have no money to pay you with. My father was killed by a sun-stroke a week ago. I vent to go home to see my, mother in Scotland, who went in the last ship." Soon a kind gentleman stepped for ward and said, "Let the boy go home 'to• his mother; I will pay his pas sage." • "O ! will you ?" said the officers ; "then we will let him go." In a mo ment the boy's tears were dried up and his face was all sunshine; and yesterday, when I was praying, I could not help noticing how anxious the boy was to hear all about Jesus, who offers to pay any passage all the way to heaven. He seemed for the time to forget all about his mother in Scotland, and to thinking of a home in heaven, away over the sea of .life, and to be wondering if he could ever reach that happy shore. How glad I was to tell him and all the rest, that, although they might never reach Scotland safely, though our ship might strike an iceberg and go down at once, yet that all who;came to Jesus in the Gospel ship would be sure of reaching heaven. ' I wonder it your, my .dear little friends, have done as much, and prayed as _earnestly to God tor a passage to heaven as this Scotch boy. Jesus hears you and offers to give you a free ticket all the way to the port of heaven. Jesus paid it all long, long ago. Yes, Jesus has died for you on the cross, that all your sins might be forgiven and. a home prepared for you above. The Gospel ship has long been sailing, Bound for Canaan's peaceful shore ; All who want to sail for glory, Come and welcome, rich and poor. Thousands there have safely landed, Far beyond this mortal shore ; Thousands still are sailing in her, Yet there's• room for thousands more. Come, dear childrein, come to Jesus, Sail with us through life's rough sea; Then with us you shall be happy, Happy through eternity. When I began this letter the sea was quite smooth, but now the great waves are -beginning to roll and turn- ble our ship about, just like a little plaything. you can, as you see them coming, easily imagine that a long line of huge whales are about to make an attack on the ship ; and when they do/come, and throw the great ship away over on its side, and tumble your chair nearly over, and you with it, you are ready to believe that it was a large ,whale, or something else as strong. My wife and I are both very anxious to see a real live whale. The captain saw one yesterday. We often walk the deck, hoping to see one. Several years ago, when near this spot In' hit Edinboro',' r haw four large whales spirting barrels of water in the air, making the sea foam all about them. If I see any, I will tell you in my next letter. Your friend, E. P. HAMMOND. THE POWER OF EXAMPLE, I satisfied my Quaker friend by lending my example as well as my precept to lessening the general sin of intemperance. What was the result ? It was of a most pleasing character. The result of such a course, which did not emanate from me as an individual, but from the high office and position which I held, far exceeded my expec tations. It soon got wind that I had become a teetotaler. " 0," said some, "The rector has gone entirely wrong; he has sunk the dignity of his profes sion." But what was the result in the town? Ido not say that these results are to-day in full force. The mayor became a teetotaler; the ex-mayor be came a teetotaler; the superintendent of police became a teetotaler; I believe that every member of the force be came teetotalers; eight hundred names were registered in the pledge-book; seven hundred of our young people became members of our Band of Hope. The whole moral aspect of the town became changed. Sobriety was soon in the ascendency. Frequenting pub lic houses ceased to be respectable; the stumbling-blocks and hindrances were lessened, and philanthropy and religion progressed. In churches and chapels, in Sunday and day-schools, there was a vastly improved attend ance, and teetotalism was generally pronounced to be a good thing.—Rev. John Griffiths, Wales. AN APT REPLY. Those who would win souls must have their wits about them. Tact is indispensable. The following incident of a city missionary, who one Sabbath sought to do good to a party of men in a beer shop, shows how much may be done by a Christian who unites with his piety, keen, practical common sense. He entered with a - few little books in his pocket; and taking out one, which was a dialogue, offered to read ct mean wax.: otoca. scar. "0, yer one of the soul-mongers always at it ! talkie' of what yer don't understand. I'd like•to know, what is a soul ? Come, old fellow, can yer tell us that?" Attention was aroused, and the an swer to "Bill's" question was waited for with some curiosity. "My friend," said the missionary, "a man generally asks a question for one of three reasons: either he cares to get an answer, or he asks from curios ity, or he wants to puzzle the man he questions." A knowing wink from Bill to his mates showed that the last suggestion had hit the mark. " Yes, I see, " said the missionary, "you want to puzzle me, to show me up ; now, you know, two can play at that game, and before I answer you, will you be so good as to`tell me what are the component parts of oxygenated mnriatic acid of lime?" Silence reigned for a moment, then a nudge and a chukie on the part of a mate. " Eh, Bill, he's got you there I" " You can't tell me ? Well, at least, repeat my question. What was it I asked you ?" Bill hardly liked to give in,, and turned his head from side to side in a vain effort to recall the words. "Can't yon say ?" inquired the mis sionary: " I'm a, thinkin'." " Thinking, are you ? What with ? Your .finger-ends ? The hair on your head ? What is it in you. - that thinks ?" " Caught you, Bill ; the old fellow's caught you, he has 1" chimed in another neighbor. - €q have answered you, my friend ; what thinks, is your soul." ' The missionary then took occasion to speak of its immortality and its re demption, to listeners who were now all eager attention. CARD PLAYING. I have all my days had a card playing community open to my obser vation, and I am yet to be made to be lieve that a game `which is the univer sal resort oPthe starved in soul and in tellect, which has never in any way linked with itself tender, elevating, or beautiful associations, the tendency of which is unduly to absorb the atten tion from more weighty matters, can recommend itself to the favor of Christ's disciples. The use of culture and genius may embellish, but can never dignify it. I have this moment ringing in my ears the 'dying injunc tion of my father's early friend: "Reep your sons from cards; over -them I've murdered time and lost heaven.."—Springfield Republican.
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