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THE MOTHER'S PRAYER.
By One of the Authore of "Chtid
Two little angels—child-angels, you know—
Sit on each side of the boy that must. (lie ;
Smile at each other, and nod their heads—so,
- -
Singing," We'll tly with him up to the sky,"—
Singing His life has been merry and fleet;
Just for a moment he's suffering pain,"—
Singing, "He'll laugh to find heaven so sweet—
Never he'll care to see London again."
Innocent child-angels flutter their wings;
Sweet is the song that a child-angel sings.
Wild on the pillow he tosses his head,
Small angel-lips meet above bim to kiss;
Singing, " He'll kiss us as soon as'he's dead ;
Die, pretty boy, we are waiting for this "
Singing, " We'll welcome you into our band,
Teach you the manners and ways of the skies;
I'll blind your eyes, dear, and I'll hold your hand—
Heaven shall come in a splendid surprise ;"
Singing, " You will not feel shyness or fear;
You'll be a little child-angel too, dear !"
Silence falls over the room with a start,
Touching each other, they glance in dismay;
Oh, his poor mother is breaking her heart—
How shall they comfort her? what can they say?
Though she believed it the worst of her woes,
When, for the last time, her darling she kissed,
Oh, what is that to the sorrow that grows
As the days pass, and he really is missed !
What will she do for,his laughter and plays,
Chattering nonsense, and sweet saucy ways?
What will she do for his rough curly head ?
Eager boy-kisses that come with a will ?
How can she look at his 'small empty bed—
Live in the house, now the house is so still ?
Oh, for the noises she used to forbid !
Oh, for a touch of his lip or his hand;
Out of a drawer a tin Bonier has slid;
Locked in a box are a blouse and a band
Pretty wee dresses and innocent toys,
Breaking her heart, for they once were her boy's !
Little child-angels stand mute in dismay,
All in a flutter they fly from the bed : -
Weep not, 0, mother, Oh, weep not, but pray ;
Now is the moment—he is not yet dead !
Angels are helpless : the power is thine own ;
Pray, mother, pray, with the force of thy love!
Up flies the prayer to the beautiful Thrbne;
Down comes the mercy that flows from above;
Eyes softly opon—lips say with a sigh,
"Mother the angels are gone—here am I I"
—Good Words for the Young.
WILLIAM HAYERLY.
" About thirty years ago," said Judge P., " I
stepped into a bookstore in Cincinnati. in search
of some books that I wanted. While there, a
little Tagged boy, not over twelve years of age,
came in and inquired for a geography."
" Plenty of them," was the salesman's reply..
" How much do they cost ?"
" One dollar, my lad."
" I did not know that they were so much."
He turned to go out, and even opened the door,
but closed it again and came back. " I have
only got sixty one cents," said he; " could you
not let me have a geography, and wait a little
while for the rest of the money ?"
Hdw eagerly his little bright eyes looked up
for answer; and how he seemed to shrink within
his ragged clothes when the man, not very kindly
told him he could not!
The disappointed little fellow looked up to me,
with a very poor attempt at a smile„and left the
store. I followed him and overtook him.
" And what now ?" I asked.
" Try another place, sir."
" Shall I go, too, and see how you succeed ?"
" 0 yes, if you like," said , he, in sarprise.
Four different stores I entered with him, and
each time he was refused.
" `Vi•ll you try again ?" I asked.
" Yes, sir, I shall try them all, or I should not
know whether I could get one" 11 ,
We entered the filth store, and the little fel
low walked up manfully, and told the gentleman
just what he wanted, and how much money he
had.
" You want the book very . much ?" said the
proprietor.
" Yes, sir, very much."
" Why do you want it so very, very much ?"
"To study, sir. I can't go to school, but I
study when can at home. 'All the boys - bive
got one, and they will get ahead of me. Be
sides, my father was a sailor, and I want to learn
of the places where he used to go."
" Does he go to 'thege places no*? asked the
proprietor.
"He is dead," said the boy, softly. Then he
added, after a while, ".I am going to be a sailor,
too." . ,
" Are you, though ?" asked the gentleman,
raising his eyebrows curiously:
" Yes, sir, if I live."
" Well, my lad, I will tell you. what I will do;
I will let you have a new geography, and you
may pay the remainder of the money when you
can, or I will let you have one that is not:new
for fifty cents."
" Are the leaves all in it, and just like the
others, only not new ?" .
"Yes, just like the new ,ones."
"It.will do just as well, then, and I will have
eleven cents left toward buying some other book.
I am glad that they did not let me have one at
any of the other Tines:"
The bookseller looked ttp inquiringly, and I
told him what I had seen of the little fellow.
He was much pleased, and when he brought the
book along, I saw a nice new pencil, and some
clean white paper in it. '
A present, my lad, for your perseverance.
Always have courage - like thatr and you will
make your `mark," said the bookseller.
"Thank you, sir, you are so very good."
" What is your name ?"
Haverly, sir."
"Do yen, want any moreibooks ?" I now asked
him.
" More than I can l ever get," he , replied,
glancing'at the'Vociks that filled the shelves. ,
I-gave him a bank note. "It will buy some
fnr you, I said."
Tears of joy came into Ills eyes.
" Can I buy, what I want with it ?"
" Yea; my lid, anything."
" Then I' will buy a book for mother," said
he, " I thank you very much, and some day I
hope I can pay you back."
He wanted my name and I gave it to him.
Then I left her standing by the!counter so :happy.
PHILADELPHIA, THURSDAY, DECEMBER 23, 1869.
that I almost envied him, and many years passed
before I saw him again.
Last year I went to Europe on one of the
finest vessels that ever plowed the waters of the
Atlantic. We had very beautiful weather until
very near the end of the voyago, then came a
most terrific storm that would have sunk all on
board bad it not been for the captain.
Every spar was laid low, the rudder was almost
useless, and a great leak had shown itself,
threatening to fill the ship. The crew were all
strong,' willing men, and the mates were practi
cal seamen of first class; but after pumping
for one whole night, and still the water was
gaining upon them, they gave up in despair, and
prepared to take to the boats, though they might
have known that no small boat could ride such a
sea. They captain, who had been below with
his charts, now came up. He saw how matters
stood, and with a voice that I heard distinctly
above the roar of the tempest, he ordered every
man to his post.
It was surprising to see all those men bow
before the strong will of their captain and hurry
back to the pumps.
The captain then started below to examine
the leak. As he passed me, I asked him if
there was any hope He looked at me,, then, at
the other passengers, who had crowded up to
hear the reply, and said reliultingly;
"Yes, sir, there is hope as long as •ene
of this deck remains, abeve water: When I
see none of it, then. I shall abandon the,:vessel,,
and not before ; nor one of my crew, sir. Every.'
thing shall be done to 'save it, and if we fail it
will not be from inaction. Bear a hand, every
one of you, at the pumps,"
Thrice during the day did we despair;ut
the captain's dauntless courage, peree,vtr i a*,so,,
and powerful will mastered every mind`on board`
and we went to work: again.
"I will land you safely at the dock in Liver
poel,", said he, " if you -will be men."
And he did hind us safely ; but' the vessel
sunk, moored. to t e . duck: The captain, stood'
on the deck of the sinking• vessel, receiving tbe
thanks e i nd blessings` of the passengers, as the
passed down the gang-plank. I was-- the last 'to
leave, As I passed:he grasped my hand, andLeaid-:
"Judge P., do you not recognize me ?"
I told him thatwas not aware tbal. I ever
saw him until I stepped aboard his ship:
" Do you remember the boy in Cincinnati ?"
" Very well, sir;• William Haverly."
"I am he," said he. " God bless you !"
" And God bless noble Captain Haverly
BE KIND TO CHILDREN.
Blessed be the hand which prmareip,
pleasure:i
for a child, for there sno saying
where and when it may again bloom forth.
Does not almost everybody remember some
kind-hearted man who showed him a kind
ness in -the quiet -days of his childhood ?.
The writer of this recollects himself L attlAs
moment, as, a barefooted lad standing at the
wooden fence of a poor little garden in his
native village °; witiklonging eyes hr,e,g4ied
on the flowers which were blooming there
quietly in the brightness of a Sunday mtir.lY
ing.' The possessor of the garden . cane
forth from his little cottage. He was a l
wood cutter by trade, and spent the whole
week at his work in the woods. was .
coming into the garden to gather : a i flolor
to stick into his coat when he went to
church. He saw the 'boy,'and breaking off
the most beautiful of his carnations—it watt
streaked with red and white--gaveit to him.
Neither the giver nor the receiver spoke
one word—and with bounding steps, .ran.
home • and now, here, at a vast - distance
from that home, after many events 'of so
many years, the feeling of gratitude which'
agitated .the breast 01 that, boy 'expresses'
itself on paper. The carnation `has long
since withered, but it now blooms afresh.
--Douglas Jerrold.
TRAEAT SIGHT.
Two elderly ladies, chatting with each
other in a low vcirice,,cypi Morning in June,
1869, entered the office of a certain• justice
of the •peace, in Washington, D. C. One
showed• great emotion- of feeling, as though
there was a smoldering fire within her soul,
kindling little by little. Her hair was
white and carefully adjusted ; her dress neat,
but coarSe. She claimed a relationship to
the keeper of the office through the Mal Ker
of all -things..: He was Ignored by the name
of brdther.
A chair was offered the lady, but refused
by her. "My soul is too full to sit down,"
she said. "May I, dear sir, may I do as I
please iwyour,office ?" she asked.
" You may if—"
Here se Shouted; " Glory to God in the
highest ! 'glory ! glory ! glory I"
The Officer, wishing to know the cause of
such great joy, addressing her companion,
inquired; " Is your friend crazy ?"
"No," she replied. " She will tell you
when she can. At present her joy over
comes her. Wait awhile." '
After shouting praises to God for his
goodness for some time longer, she, at
length said
" Dear brother, twenty-one years ago,
twenty of, my children, and near relations
were, in my presence, handcuffed in this
room, and chained together for market, and
then sent down to Georgia. These walls
are my witnesses, this door is my witness,
that this awful scene was beheld by these
same eyes , of mine wllich now behold you—
one of my own color—administering justice
—God's kind of justice—to all alike."
Here she broke out again, ejaculating
" Glory l glory 1" Then turning to the other
lady, she continued—
" Now, I am done. I can die now in
:peace, for my eyes have seen the answer to
my prayer. My children, sir,"—turning to
the officer—" are 'most all dead—worked to
death; but God has permitted me to see this
great sight."—Rev. D. W. Anderson, in Sun
beam.
God's help - consists not so much in ridding
us of evil as in Supporting us under it.
THAT WONDERFUL PRAYER.
Which ? Why that one which your
mother taught you. Did you ever think,
short though it be, how much there is in it?
Like a diamond in the crown of a queen, it
unites a thousand sparkling gems iu one.
It teaches all of us, every one of us, to
look to God as our parent—" Our Father."
It, prompts us to raise our thoughts and
desires above the earth—" . Who art in hea
ven."
It tells us we must reverence our Heaven
ly Father—" Hallowed be Thy name."
It breathes a missionary spirit—" Thy
kingdom c ome."
" And a submissive, obedient spirit—
" Thy will be done on earth as it is in
heaven."
And a dependent, trusting spirit—" Give
us this day our daily bread."
And a forgiving spir4 7 --" Forgive us our
trespasses as we forgive:those who trespass
against us."
And a cautious spirit = " Deliver us from
And last of all, ari adOring spirit—" For
thine is the kingdom, and the power, and
the glory, for ever, and Oyer.Amen."
Now is it not both a' wonderful and a
,heatttikul prayer? Jesus, our dear. Saviour,
taught it'; and who could better tell us how
to pray to His Father and our Father, to
His God and our God •.?
TAF% SCIIOOI,S OPPOSED BY ROME.
Schools are important ,in,all lands,,bat in.
411 tit country, Where the, maintenance and
Perpetuity of our free, institutions 'depend,
upon the intelligence and virtue of, the, peo
ple, they are doubly so. ~Our Free Schools
are - the glory of our country. Here the
rich and the poor are -educated together.
.Such schools are now established in nearly
every State in the Union, and the longer
they are tried, the better are they liked.
Romanian is opposed to the whole system
,of Free Sehool education, and mill try hard
to break up our Free Schools. , Those most
opposed to the Free Schools ; are, foreign-
They had better take care, how they
insult our American feelings. The old ele
ment of Americanism is not dead, it
,only
;:tleepeth; and by tampering -- with our• Free
-Schools they may arouse that slumbering
nal% and, rouse it.to such an extent,
that our eorrepted politicians May not be
able to arrest it, as they ,did before. The
Jesuits are now ostensibly workingto ostra
cise
, tbe Bible from the Free Schools,"and to
haie the funds, collected for school purposes,
parcelled out among the different sects.
This is not what they really want, for they
'weltknOW, that' in many of the States the
share that would fall to,theni would be very
small. But they have an ulterior end in
,
view; they are bent on destroying our
whole system of Free Schools,. ; They are
jnet'feying the pulse of our, people, And seek
to dis Cover whether on,r,
forjthe sake of offi.ge,,Will crouch down
at their feet 1 Some are not only willing to
crouch-doWn,btil prepared to crawl on their
very bellies into office! This , is the great
evil, against which the friends of the Free
;Schools have contend.
The Archbishop, of Ireland, Cardinal Cul
len, has ordered all Roman Catholic parents
in Ireland to keep their children from the
Free Schools under the penalty of being
denied the sacraments of, the Church !--an
interdict more terrible to them than Famine
or Pestilence I - Yet even this wicked order
will be obeyed, and thousands of poor Irish
children will be kept from the , schools, and
grow up as uninstructed, as' their parents.
Tilton, of the INDEPENDENT, calls this oppo
sition OULLENISM, and, says, we have a good
deal of it here, in our own country. We
saw an illustration of this American. Cur,-
Lariism, not, long sinee, at a Schopl-teachers'
Institute in Pennsylvania.. A Roman Cath
olic priest came into a meeting, where there
were some 300 teachers assembled. 'He
asked the County Superintendent "whether
it was a literary, or a religious meeting,?"
The Superintendent, who was, ; also, Presi
dent of the meeting, replied," that ip Was, of
course, a meeting, whose object was, the
promotion of literature." " Well, then," re
plied the priest, in an angry tone, "what
business have you to pray and sing• Metho
diat hymns in a literary meeting ?" We
were, of course, all taken aback by the an
dacity of this foreign JeSuit, and, befOre any
one had time to reply, he said, 4 I cominand
all Catholic teachers to leave this hall "
he strutted up through the long aisle, re
peating his command, arid when he came to
the door, he turned round, repeated the
command, and added : " I will take the re
sponsibility of your leaving."' There were
not far from one hundred Roman Catholic
teachers, present, but to their, credit be.it
said, only one obeyed the command `of the
priest ! How those poor dupeis of priest
craft fared in the confessional, we, leave our
readers, who know anything about that
engine of oppression, to judge. The course
of' Cardinal Cullen, our Pennsylvania priest,
and thonsands'of other bishops and priests,
is nothing more than an echo of the Pope's
Syllabus. The Roman Catholic Phirch has
:Arrayed herself against the whole system of'
Free Schools, both in Europe and America,
and the battle is waxing hotter and hotter
from day to day.`
Speaking
Speaking of Cullenism, reminds us of a
striking illustration of it which we witness
ed, in the year 1854, in Texas. When Texas
came into our Union, it is well known, the
United:States allowed her a large amount of
money, for her unseated lands, to form a school
fund. This fund being very lirge, and the
State sparsely settled, schools were planted
exceeding the scholars in number. San
Antonio had at that time about 6,000 inhab
itants, 3,000 of whom were native Mexicans,
all as ignorant as Romanism could make or
keep them. But-as soon as things became
somewhat settled, the enterprising Ameri
pans organlied free schools, procured ,good
teachers, and invited all to send their chil
dren. The Mexicans would not send their
children to English schools. They said,
give us Spanish schools, and we will encour
age them. A Spanish teacher was procured,
a good, comfortable room was secured,
Spanish books sent for, and the children of
the Mexican invited to come. They came
in droves, and for the first week the room
was too small to hold them. But, alas, for
the CULLENIBM of Texas! The priests put
their veto upon what they called Protestant
schools. On the 23d of June, 1854, we went
to see that Spanish school, and there were
six regular scholars, in a city containing
some six hundred Mexican children, between
the ages of five and sixteen. Not one oat
of twenty ever learned to read ! And this
is the state of things all through Mexico.
And these men, who have managed the edu
cational interests of Italy and Spain, of
South America and Meiico so badly, seek
the control of our schools !
M. GIIIZOT said in his famous oration on
education, " The priests have had the man
agement of our schools in their own hands,
and they have managed to make the com
mon people of France the least educated
people in Europe, except Italy and Spain,
and there they have had even more unlim
ited control over the schools than with us I
It is high time for the people of Friance to
pause and , consider whether the priests are
the proper 'persons to direct and control our
educational interests."
So we say to the American people,—Be-.
ware of the influence of Roman Catholic
priests. Callenism, or Romanism, in its op
position to Free &hobls, has blasted the
prospedts of the fairest portione of our earth,
and it shall not lay its polluted hands on
our Free School system. The patriotism of
our nation must find' nourishment in our
Free Schools. .No Republic can exist any
length of time, where the masses of the peo
ple'are not educated, and in a country like
ours, the people never will be generally ed
ucated, without the Free School. As an
illustration of this, we know Er township in
one of the large counties of Pennsylvania,
that has persisted, to the =present day, in
rejecting the Free School. It has several
schools, it is true, supported by private sub
scription, but it is the most ignorant, vicious,
and superstitions section of country we ever
saw in a free State. There are but four
poor, sickly schools, to educate some 800
children, and those are attended by less than
forty children each—leaving over 500 chil
dren in the township without the means of
education. If the Free School system were
adopted there, there would be from 15 to
20 schools. The ignorant, people in the
country will not sustain schools r unless they
are provided by law. Pennsylvenia has
about 900,000 children in her Public Schools
to-day. , If it were not for the Free Schools,
she would not have half that number. Oar
common schools, taking Pennsylvania as a
basis, has in ber Free Schools nearly two
millions of children,
between the ages of five
cf
aneighteen. What a mighty moral and
political influence hence goes out, from our
Free Schools I
The WESTERN CATHOLIC says, what we
would hardly have dared to say : "There
are millions now in the United States Who
were hem Catholics, but are now living like
heathen, and will die heathen—our jails,
penitentiaries and alms-houses are full of
them.". This is, indeed, too true. And One
reason Why this is so, is because the priests
opposed their education; in Ireland, and
are now opposing it here2—Lutheran Ob
server.
THE BURNING OF TILE RICHMOND
THEATRE.
" I was but a boy, and lived in the city
of Richmond, Virginia, 'when the theatre
was destroyed by fire in . December, 1811,
and seventy-five persons perished. I had a
brother older than myself, who resided there
at the same time. During the day which
preceded the fire he approached me, handing
me a dollar, and saying he supposed I wan
tedlo attend the theatre in the evening. On
my leaving home to reside in the 'city, my
mother had charged me not to go to the
th , 2atre ; this I told him, adding, I can't dis
obey my mother. Upon this he took back
the dollar he had given me,, ;expressing
much contempt for my course. I was will
ing, indeed, and. even anxious,to retain, the
.dollar, but not as the means f violating my
Mother's command.
"Night came, and my brother attended
the theatre, accompanied by a young lady of
the city, to whom he was shortly to be mar
ried. I returned to my bed at an early hour,
and knew nothing of the fire until after sun
rise. Then I learned that the young lady
liaeperiihed in the flames, and that my
brother, in his - efforts to save her` , 'had . nar
rowly escaped death. This breavement
was to bim a source of overihelming,giief,
and he kept his room closely for nearly a
month afterwards. He never subsequently
said aught to me in reference to. the
theatre, or as to my course in refusing to
attend."
The above was related to me by Dr.
F—, now an esteemed minister of the gos
pel in North Carolina. Notice, I. The
theatre was new to him, and he might have
made this a plea for going. 2. It would
have cost, him nothing, the price of admission
being prpffered him, as, a gift. 3. The ex
ample of an older brother was before him,
and presented a strong inducement to go:
4. His mother was at some distance from
the place, and it was very likely that she
would never have heard of her son's disobe
dience. But the noble boy firmly adhered
to his resolution. "I can't disobey my
mother." The voice of God seems to have
blended with the mother's, charge, thus res
training the footsteps.of her son, and, in all
probability amino. ,his soul as well _as his
body from death.b
BUDGET OF ANECDOTES,
When Dr. Blank, of a Western city. was but
a candidate for the ministry, he p re .,,i ied
lii
trial sermon before a very orthodox're,hytery.
His subject was the Millennium, and when he had
announced his text, he shut the Bib le and
proceeded with a voluble discourse of an hour's
length, quoting the opinions of everybody, from
Adam down. His views and his treatment of
the subject, elicited a good deal of hostile co m •
ment from the members of the Presbytery, w h o
were called on in turn, for their judgment of this
"specimen of improvement." When the time
came of the venerable Dr. 11Z., who presided, he
said that he would make no extended remarks
on the young brother's piece, but he would tell
a story which it had suggested to him. He had
two neighbors—one a poor man, the other rich.
The poor man owned a very fine nag, t o w hi c h
the rich man took such a fancy that he bou g ht
the horse for a good price. One day the new
owner turned the beast loose in the pasture, it
jumped the fence and galloped back to the old
stable. The poor man, seeing that the nag had
strayed home again, patted him fondly on the
head, saying, "Well, Jock, ye have a fine
memory, but ye have a pair judgment."
—At a Covenanter "fellowship meeting,"
Paul's voyage was under discussion. One bro
ther remarked how the•vessel hugged the shore,
because they dare not steer boldly in any but
very clear weather, as they had no compass in
those days. "Hoot, man 1" said an old standby
in all seriousness, " what put that into your
head ? Doesn't it say expressly that 'they fetched
a compass' 7"
—One of the finest retorts on record is that
made by an English ambassador to a French
king. The king of England had instructed his
representative to sue for the release of certain
Huguenots, who had been thrown into the Bas
tile for their religion . " What would your mas
ter, the king of. England say, if I sued for the
release of the prisoners in Newgate ?" was the
French king'S reply. The ambassador's was per
fect in Spartan simplicity, keen wit, courtesy,
and high magnanimity. He said—" Your ma
jesty may have every one of them, if you will
claim them as your brethren."
—An old Scotch dame threatened to " ses
sion" her husband for the sin of saying that
"David was not as good a poet when he metred
the Psalms, as when he wrote them in prose."
Several U. P. old ladies in this city refused to
attend the preaching of one of the clergymen
of that body engaged in preparing their revised
version, on the ground that he was "trying.to
improve on inspiration."
—For the sake of religion in Indiana, we
hope that the following statement in a Western
paper is overdone; but. we have known some
cases almost as hard as this :—" A minister in
Clay county, Indiana, whose salary was exceed
ingly small, having at length, by, means of a loan,
,secured money enough, took his departure. The
people then determined to treat their next min
ister well. They engaged Rev. Mr. Montgomery
to preach for four parishes united in one—the
clergyman to go from town to town, preaching
once in every place on every other Sunday. For
this labor he was to have $3OO salary. In order
to help him still more, they offered to quarter
the new minister and his wife with a family
which needed a servant, but was not able to pay
any wages; and allow Mrs. Montgomery to pay
for'her board by her work. This manifestation
of esteem was too much for ,the clergyman, and
he determined.to seek a livelihood elsewhere."
W Y. Observer.
' —The elevaticn of Dr. Temple to the See of
Exeter, in England, is deeply regretted by the
puPils of Rugby school, of which he was head
master. One of them writes to his father as
follows :—" I shall not care a bit for the school
with a new master, no more will any one. We
cannot ever possibly have another anything ap
proaching to him. I would not mind having
only 10s. a term all the time Thit here, if he
would come back."
—A celebrated divine, who was remarkable,
in the first period of his ministry, for eboister
ous mode of preaching, suddenly changed his
whole manner in the pulpit, and adopted a mild
and dispassionate mode of delivery. One of his
brethren, obserfing it, inquired of him what
had induced him to make the change. He an
swered, " When I was young, I thought it was
the thunder that killed the people, but when I
grew wiser, I discovered that it was the light
ning; so I determined in future to thunder less,
and lighter more."
--An old miser in Ireland left a will bequeath
ing "to my sister-in-law, Mary. Dennis, four old
worsted stockings which she will find under my
bed," to a nephew, two other stockings, to a
housekeeper, "for her long and faithful services,
my cracked earthen pitcher," and other lega
cies of the same character to other persons. The
legatees were in a high state of wrath, but one
of them having kicked down the pitcher and
found it full of guineas, the others examined the
stockings, and found them similarly lined.
—When an eminent painter was requested to
paint Alexander the Great, so as to give a per
fect likeness of the Macedonian conqueror, he
felt a difficulty. Alexander in his wars had been
struck by a sword, and across his forehead was
an immense se tr. The painter said: "If I re
tain the sear, it will be an offence to the ad
mirers of the monarch, and if I omit it, it will
fail to be a perfect likeness—what shall I do'?"
He hit upon a happy expedient; he represented
the emperor leaning on his elbow, with his fore
finger upon his brow, accidentally, as it seemed,
covering the scar upon his forehead. Might not
Christians learn from this heathen a lesson of
charity, of human kindness and of love ?
—On the other hand, Timanthes, the Greek
painter, made the figure of a sleeping Cyclops,
on a small canvas, appear very large, by intro
ducing a satyr taking the measurement of the
Giant's thigh, with his thyrsus. So we ' may
make another's defect appear very great by that
with which we attempt to take the dimensions.
—Said one brother to another : ". ; How do you
estimate the real strength of a church ?" He
answered: "By counting all lake warm and back
sliden members as left-hand ciphers then from
the, number of real Christians making a discount
for t the lukewarm of twO; for every backslider,
411 e."