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CHOICE POETRY.
COMRADES, PILL NO GLASS rOR ME.
BV STIrllkS i'. ro.TVR.
Oh I comrades, fill no elan for m,
To drown my ttoul in li'iuid llauio ;
Vur If 1 drink the t"al should be
To hllirhted fortune, hiullli and famo.
Yet, thouijh 1 Ion? to .iucII the strifu
'Ih-it passion holds nllainst my life,
PUII boon foinpniiioiiii may )C be.
lint, comrades, lilt no alas for nie.
I know a breast that once was Unlit,
Whose patient sull'erinss m ed iny care
I know n heart tint once wan brnllit i
lint drooping hopes hae nestled there.
Then, while the to.inlrops nishtly steal,
Kroni woumli-.l beartii lh.it 1 should heal.
Though boon companions )C may In',
Oh I roinruilcs, till no itlasa for no'.
Whn I wanjonn: I f It the tide.
Of acptralioiit, undehled
Hut luiiuhoinl's )i ura h.ie won the pride.
My parents centered in their idiild.
Then by a mother's sacred tear,
Ity all that memory should revere,
Thonch boon companions )e may be,
oil I comrades, nil no glass tor ute.
cciving, 09 ho thought tho captain busy place. It's only n few hours lost at tho I "When I nkod him what rcasonhe had
writing on his slute. Still no answer. worst." j for 8rjiiig g0, ho replied that ho hail
Thereupon ho rose, and as he fronted tho " Well, we'll see. Give tho coursonor'-, dreamed that ho was ouhaard njiark, mid
cabin door tho figuro ho had mistaken for west, and have a look-out aloft you can that she was comiug to our rescue Ho
the captain raised his head and disclosed depend on." . described her apponranoo and rig ; and to
to tho astonished mate the features of nil j His orders wcro obeyed. About thrco ouo utter if-tou'uhuicnt, when your vessel
entire stranger. 'o clock tho look-out reported an iceberg hovo m sight sho corresponded exactly to
Bruco was no coward; but as homct nearly ahead, and shortly after, what ho his description of her. Wo had not much
that fixed gazo looking directly at him in thought was a vessel of some kind close to it. faith in what ho said ; yet still wo hoped
grave silence, and become assured that it As thoy approached, tho captain's glass thero might be something in it, for drown-
was too much for him ; and instead of disclosed the fact that it was a dismantled
stopping to question the seeming intruder, ship, apparently frozen to tho icojand with
lie rushed upon deck in such evident alarm n good many human beings on it. Shortly
that it instantly attracted the captain's I after they hove to and sent out the boats
attention. "Why, -nr. llruco," said tlio to the relict ot the sufferers,
It proved to bo a vessel from Quebec,
bound to Liverpool, with passengers on
board. Sho had got entangled in tlio ice,
latter, "what in the world is the matter
with ou ?"
" The matter, sir? Who is that at your
desk!"
" No one, that I know of."
' Hut thorn ii, sir ; there's a stranger
there."
" A stranger l Why man you must be
droamine. Vou imi-t have seen the stew
ard there, or the second mate. Who cle , their gratitude for tlte unexpected
.1.1 . .i .1 ! ii. i .. . I fit ! nrnu n n ini4 tiitii 11 1 i-Aif
11 Hut, pit, li was fitting in your arm
anil finally froze fast, nnd hud passed
HH-oral weeks in a mot critical situation.
She wfti stove, her decks hwejtt In fact, a
mere wreck ; nil lier provNion and aluioht
all lier waturgone. I lor crew and passen
gers had ott all hope of being saved, and
rescue
TADED FLOWERS.
The flower I nnw hi the wild wntvl.
Hare fincc lrM'pM tli''ir l''autiful lia"a,
Ami th- ni.iny ilfftr frit ihU nf m fliiliilno.l.
Hare IuiuImti'iI fnr jtarn in tlmr nrtm;
Vint Ihf IjIihhii of Ih ll-iwiTrt 1 mm-iuli r.
Ttiomfli their flinilt'd 1 nIiiiII lii'T iiito i't,
For llifl cold rhlllv w imlft ot IkTCInb'T
Htl my ilowtTH, my cniujiaiiioti, from iup.
'J lit- rnwn iy ttloom mi tli' umrrmv.
Ami ui.my il'-ar fnnut 1 Uaw ihi,
Hut my Ifnrt tan pari v ith but rmw,
hen I think of lln- on.-rt tli.il an- C"hf.
Tim l niidcr that I am hroki-n tn-.irU'cl,
A ril emrkui with nurruw nlmuM
fur wu haie mi t, M' imVu l"v-il, vsu have nartoJ,
My (lorn-rn, my compAfiioiiH, ami ni".
nw rink 1'i'tkmhi world nnJ lnw drrary,
Wlii n vv pari from the omn ih.il wu !
lt,ittiivn,, rest for ihc faint and the weary.
And inenda nifft vs ith lout onci almve ;
1l.it in lltiiM'ii I can hut ri'incmhcr.
When from i-artli my protnl hh.i1 fholl 1! fn.
That mi rdd rhilly nin.li of llecemher,
HhaM lil in comiialiiom from inc.
SELECT ST01tY.
OP THK DKAD AND TIIK LIVING,
Hobiu-t Pale Oweis, forinerly member of
Congress and American minister at Na
ples, has lately written a rather remarka
ble work, entitled "Footfalls on tho !ound-
ory of Another World," m which he at
tempts to solve tho question whether travel-;
lers to tho other world ever i-it thix. I
Under the head of "Appearances," com-J
monlyjcallcd apparitions, wo find the fol
lowing hitherto unpublished ghost story, of
the regular orthodox flavor :
THK RESCUE.
Mr. Robert Jlruce, originally descended
from some branch of tho Scottish family
of that name, was born ui humble circum
stances, about tho close of the last century i
nl Torbay, in the south of Kngland, and
there bred up to n seafaring life.
' When about thirty years of ago, to wit,
in 1828, ho wa first mate of abark trading
to Liverpool and St. Johns, ew Jsiuiw-wick.
On one of her voyages bound westward,
being then some five or six weeks out, aud
having neared tho eastern portion of the
Hanks of Newfoundland, tho captain and
mate had been on deck at noon, taking an
observation of the sun; after which thoy
,'both deeended to calculate their day's
Jjvork.
I The cabin, a small one, was immediately
at the stem of tho vessel, and the short
'etairway decending to it ran nthwart-ships.
'Immediately opposite to this stairway, just
beyond a small squaro landing there were
i two doors, closo to each other, the one
opcniiiK aft in tho cabin, tlio other, front'
liu. thu stnirwav. into the ftatc-room. The
o J i
"lesk in the state-room was in the forward
j part of it, closo to tho door, so that any
oTio sitting at it ami looking over his should
cr could see into tho cabin.
' Tho mate, absorbed in his calculations.
which did not result as ho had expected
varvini! considerably from tho dead-reck
oniug, had not noticed tho captain'H mo
tions. When ho had completed his caleu
lations he called out without looking round
"I make our latitude and longitude so mid
to. Can that bo right ! How is yours?'
lleeeiving no reply, ho repented his qucs
tion, idHncing over his shoulder, and per
rhair, fronting the door, writing on your
j slate. Then he looked up full in my face j
i mid if ever 1 saw a man plainly and dis
l tinetly in this world, I saw him."
"Him: Whom!"
I " (Jod know, sir ; I don't. I saw a
man, and a man 1 lind never se.ni in my
lite iH'torc.
Yon iiiiihIhi going erniy, Mr. liruee.
A "tranger, and we nearly six weeks out 1"
" 1 know, sir; but tlun I saw him."
" (!o down and see who it is."
" lSruee hcitnted. " I never w o
believer ill ghosts," he Hid ; "but if the
truth mint be told, sir, I'd rather not faeo
it alone."
" Come, come, man. Go down nt once,
j and don't make a fool of yourself before
1 tho erew."
" I hope you've always found mo willing
'. to do what's reasonable, Hrneo rpli.-il,
' eh-mgiiig color ; "but if it's all the same to
' vou, sir, I'd ritlier we should both go
down together." The captain descended
1 the stairs, and the mite followed him.
I Nobody in the cabin 1 They examined the
i ... , . i I , ,
state rooms. .Not n soul lo lie iouim :
" Well, Mr. liruce," said the captain,
"did not I tell you you hud been dreum-
iuir?"
" It's nil very well to say so, sir; but
if I didn't see that nmu writing on your
slate, limy 1 never seo my home and family
again ?"
' Ah ! writing on thu slate... Iheu it
should be there." Aud tho captain took"
it up.
u My God !" hocxelaimed, "here's some
As ono of the men who had been brought
away m tlio third boat which had reached
the wreck, was approaching tlio ship's side,
the mate, catching a glimpte at his face,
started back in consternation. It was tlio
very faeo ho hud seen three or four hours
before, looking up at him from tho captain's
desk
At first he tried to persuade hitinolf it
might be fancy, but the more ho examined
the man the more sure ho becamo that ho
was right. Not only tho face, but tho
person and dress exactly corresponded.
As soon as the exhausted erew and fam
ishtsl p.Hsvngers were eared for, aud the
bark on her course again, tlio mate called
tho captain aidc.
" It seems that was not a ghost I saw to
day, sir tho man's alive."
" What do you mean ? Who's alive."
" Why, sir, one of the pa-sengers we
:iV0 Jn.t H.iicd is tlio :n:ui (saw rlilua
on jour slate at noon.
it in u court of justice,
thing, sure enough ! Is that your writing,
Mr. Itrueel"
The mate took tho slnto and therp in
plain, legible characters, stood tho word"
"Stkkii to Tin; xou wkst :
" Have you been trilling with mo, sir
added the captain, m astern manner.
" On mv word as a man and a sailor.
tir ronlleil ltr nee. "I know no moro of
.,r,. 1
this matter than you do. I have told you
the truth."
Tlio captain sat down nt his desk, the
slate before him in deep thought. At last
turning the slate over nud pushing it toward
liruce, he said, "Writedown 'Steer to tho
nor'west.'
Tho mate complied, and tho captain
after narrowly comparing the two hand
writings, said, ".Mr. Bruce, go mid tell tho
second mate to eonio down here.
He came down, and ut the captain's re
ing men, you know, will catch at straws.
As it turned out, I cannot doubt that it
was all arranged, in somo incomprclicnsi
bio way, by an overruling Providence, so
that bo might be saved. To him bo all
thanks for his goodness to as."
"Thero is not a doubt," rejoined tho
other captain; "that tho writing on tho
slate, let it have come there as it may,
it saved all our lives. I was steering at
tho time considerably south of west, and 1
altered my courso to nor'west, nud I had u
lookout uloft to see what would como of it.
But you say, "ho added, turning to tho
pa-Monger, "that you did not dream of
writing on n slatol'i
"No sir. 1 havo no recollection what
ever of doing so. 1 got tho impression
that tho bark I saw in my dream was
coming to reseuo us ; but how that impros
sion c.nno I e.imiot tell. Thero U another
very strange thing nbout it," he added.
"KverUliing hero on board scorns quite fa
miliar ; yet I am very sure I was nevor in
your vessel before. It is nll a puzxlo to
me. What did your mato seo ! '
Thereupon Mr. Bruce related to them
nil the circumstances above detailed. The
conclusion they finally arrived at was that
it was a special interposition of Provideuoo
to save them from what sacmed a hopeless
fate.
The above nnrative was communicated
to me by Captain .1. S. Clarke, of tho
schooner .lulin Hallock, who had it di
rectly from Mr. Bruce himself. They
sailed together for seventeen months in
isnr. ...ul 'J. ) io iliut 0j.. Ol-irV-e liml
I would swear to ' the story from the mate about eight jcars
i after the occurrence. He has ninco lost
quest, he also wroto the same words. So
did tho steward, no m succession, did
every man of the crew who could write at
all. But not ouo of the various hands re
sembled in any degree tho mysterious wri
tin
When the crew retired tho captain sat
in deep thought. " Could any ouo have
been stowed away?" At last ho stud
" Tho ship muit be searched, and if I don't
find tho fellow, iio must bo a cood hand at
hide and seek. Order up all hands,"
Every' nook and corner of tho vessel,
from stem to stern, was thoroughly search
cd, and that with all tho eagerness of ex
cited curiosity for tho report had gouo
out that a stranger had shown himself on
board but not a living soul beyond tho
officers and crew were found,
Beturuing to tho cabin after their fruit
less search, Mr. Bruce," said the captain,
"what do you make of all this '
" Cnu't tell, sir. 1 saw tho man write
vou seo tho writiinr. Theio must bo
something in it."
" Well, it would seem so. We havo the
wind free, and I have a great niiud to
keep her away, and seo what will coino of it.'
Upon my word, Mr. Bruce, replied hv,& of him aud docs not know whether he
the captain, "thbgctn moro and more sin- A yet alive. All he has heard of him since
jruliir. Let us go and so,; this man." ii,uv Wl.r0 shipmates is, tint ho continued
They found him'iu conversation with tho (0 trado to NeWjBruuvwiok.tliat ho becamo
ptaiu of tho captured ship. They both tb master of the brig Comet, and that she
came forward and expressed, in tho war- v,as lost.
niest Uirnis, their gratitudu for deliverance j I n-dced Capt. Clarko if ho knew Bruce
from a horrible fate slow coming death nnd what sort of u man he was!
bv starvation and cspo-ure. i "As truthful and straightforward a man,"
The captain replied ho had dono what he replied, "o ever 1 met In :.ll my life.
he was certain they would have donu un- We were as iutimnto as brothers ; and two
der the same eircuiiistunces, and asked uiuu can't be together shut np for seventeen
them both to step down into the cabin. mouths in tho same ship, without getting
Theu, turning to the piwseiiger, he said, to know whether they trut ono auottier s
"I hope sir vou will not think 1 am trifling word or not. He always spoke of the cir
with you; but I would be much oblige" cunistanco in terms ot revcrenco, as otan
if vnn would writn n few words on this ' incident that seemed to brine him nearer
uUtn" 'to God nnd to another world. I'd stake
He handed him tho slate, with that side j my life upon it that ho told me no lie."
up on which tlio mysteiious writing was
not.
I will do anything you ask," replied
the passenger ; "but what shall I write:" i
"A few words are all I want. Supposo j
you writu, "Steer to the nor,wcst."
The passenger, evidently puzzled to
make out the motive for such a request,
complied, with a smile. The captain took
his slate and examined it closely; theu,
stenninrr aside so as
from the passenger, ho turned it over, mul
gave it to him again, with tho other bido up
'You say that is your handwriting (
said ho. I
"I need not say so," rojoiuod tho other,
looking at it, "for you saw mu write it." J
'And this?" said tho captain, turning.
tho slate over.
TAKING THE CENSUS.
In endeavoring to tako tho census for
tho government, tho marshals occasionally
meet with such diffcuUics as well nigh to
deprive them of their own senses. This
colloquy is said to havo taken place in ca
nal street:
"Who is tho head of this family?" .
"That depends upon circumstances. If
boforo 11 o'clock, it'sjno husband ifaf
thcr H, it's meself."
"Why litis division?"
"Because, afther that hour, he's had as a
piper, and unable to tako enro of hiniclf,
let alone his family." ,
"What is his age!"
"Coming nixt Michaelmas he will lack
n month of beiug as owld as Finnegan,
You know Pimicgnn ?"
"No, I don't know Fiunogan ; and if I
did it would not help matters. Is your
husband an alien?"
"Och, thin bo's ailing intirely . Hehas
rheumatics worse than owld Donnelly, who
was tied double witli them."
"How many male member have you in
the family
"Nivera ono."
"What, no boys at all!"
"Boys is it? Ah, murther, go homo.
We havo boys enough to whip four loaves
for broakfast."
"When were you married!"
"Tho day I'ot Doyle left Tipperary for
Aineriky. Ah, well I mind it. A suu
sbinior day niver gilded the sky of owld
Ireland."
"What was tho condition of your hus
bund before marriage?"
"Never a man moro miserable. lie
said if I did not give him a promise with
in two weeks, he'd blow his brains out
with a crowbar."
"What was ho at tho timo of your mar
riage, u widower or a bachelor!"
A which! A widower, did you say!
Ah, now go way wid your noncn?e. Is't
lllU HUl-C Vf '"V ll.nt tt0 4 -lt u LI. a
jiecoud-haud husband ! Do I look like tho
wife of n widowor ? A widower! May I
never bo blessed if I'd not rather live alone
ud bring up a family on buttermilk nnd
praties."
Hero tho dialogue finishod up, the mar-
hal coming to the conclusion that he
could "make moro" next door.
SABBATH READING.
FORWARD.
f hall this life of mi no bo waited I
Hhall this . liif) aril lie untillvd f
Hh all true jy iat a by untHsti-d,
And thin fluul remain uiitUU'd f
Phfitl this ieart itill (pen A ill troasuu
On thu Uimgi that fade and dla f
Fhall it count the liolh-vi pleasured
Of bv-AildurJng vontiy I
Khali theso lips of mine lie Idlo
Htiatl I open them In tnln t
Fhall I not with God's own hridlo
Th.dr frivolities restrain r
Ffiall Ihcea eytt of mine still wander f
Or n longer turned nfar,
Vix n firmer gar a nnd fonder
On the bright and Morning Bint t
Fhall thesf ftti of mine de!a)inj,
Ht ill in wu) of sin tiu found,
Uniting snari's. und nmdl) etrayhur.
On the uorld'fl bewitching grutiud X
No; 1 wno not born lo trU
I.iljnay in dreams of sin.
No ; t wan iut horn Ut Ptlfl4
Ijnnt'ingM tract) tin tlio ui.- within.
Where i lit emus, fjod's Invi rcvealinj,
Hi-la the littered cmrit free;
WlK-te it sheds its uondtrous healing,
There, my nuul, thy rent ahull ho.
Then no lonner idly ilrenminn
Hhnll I Hmg nij years nway;
Huterirli i-rrciou hour redeeming.
Wait tor the fit. nut I day.
A WORD.
Talk not to mo of "faith alnno,"
Nor yi t of righteousness m own ;
Oive mo hy works my f.nth to prou;
Tlid I mill that sneuly.woike by lov.
THE I'llIVILKOE OK I'll AY EH.
SPUKQKON'S GEMS.
CtmisT .1 ksu.s cast into the ricr of Cod,
makes all the streams moro sweet ; and
when the believer sees (jod in the person
of the Saviour, he tlieli sccrilho God whom
ho can love, aud to whom with boldness
he can approach.
Mv God, I could not drink from thy
well, if thou hadnt not put there tho ear
then pitcher of my Saviour; but with him
living waters from thy ssered well I draw
Heaven ! thou art too bright ; I toiild not
bear thy insufferable light, if I had not
this shade with which I cover thee : but
through it, us through a mist, 1 do behold
the halo of thy glory, undiminished in its
effulgence, but somewhat diminished in
their potcucy which would bo my destruction.
Tiir.ut? was never a soul yet, that sis
corcly sought the Saviour, who perished
before he found him. No ; thegatca of
death shall never shut ou thee till tho gates
of grace have opened for thee ; till Christ
has washed thy sins nway thou shall never -be
baptized in Jordan's flood. Thy life is
secure, for this is God's constant plan he
keeps his own elet nlive till tho day of his
grace, and then he takes them to himself.
And inasmuch ns thou knowest thy need
of a Saviour, thou art one of his, and thou
shalt never die until thou has found him.
In Jul), 1SS1. Tlio Julia Hnllork wm then Irinc nt
the foot of Kutm'r'u Slip, New-Vork. Shu trad, n be
tween NVu-Vtuk mul fcl. Jaco. In the IMan.l of Culm.
'llw i:nitain iillowo.1 iin' t'Mii-e hi. nnuie, ftinl to rcfor
to linn :h e nlence of llw truth of wlut id here e.l down.
Beauty or Bacon's Youth. ne won
love und deserved to win lovo ; for even
in tho flush of his life he had none of tho
vices of young men. If weak on tho score
of dress and pomp ; if ho doated, like a
girl, on flowo is, on scents, on gay colors
i i' i . ou tho trappings of a horse; ho neither
to conceal tho slato , , ., , , ,
I UrailK, nor gamcu, nor ran witu uuu ujusu
in love. Though armed with tho mo:
winning ways, ami the most glozing lip in
i London, no husband's peace was ever
hurt by him, no woman's fame was drag
ged by him into the mire. Ho sought no
victorics,like thoso of Blount. He brought
no shame, like Baleigh, to tho cheek
...l.n Ia.-.mI Int., mnrn llm,, 1m, rtv
.. . , , n . . . I UUU JiU IUIL1. Ulllt HIV1V ll.H I. MW VII.
i UO man loosen iirst at uiiu 1111115, 1 ,
then at tho other, fiuito confounded. At 0CK liame'
last, "What is the moaning of this?'' said
he. "I only wroto 0110 of these. M ho
wroto tho other?"
"That's moro than I can tell you, sir.
My nrato hero says you wrote it, sitting at
this desk, at noon to-day."
The captain of tho wreck and tho passen
ger looked at each other, exchanging glan
ces of intelligence and surpriio ; and tho
former asked the latter, "Did you dream
that you wroto ou tho slato?"
"No sir, not that I remember."
"You speak of dreaming," said tho cap
tain of tho bark, "What was this gentlo-
man about at noon to-day ?"
"Captain." rejoined tho other, " tho
whole thing is most, mysteiious nud extra
ordinary, und I had intended to speak to
you about it as soon as wo got a little qui
et. The gentleman (pointing to the pass
enger) being much exhnu-tod, fell into n
heavy sleep, or whnt seemed such, somo
time before noon, Alter an hour or more
ho awoku and said to mo, "Captain, wo
1 surely would, sir, if I were in your shall bo relieved this very day "
No Lady rich, as in Sidney
over
ltltlttieil when Ac w, nninott
His life was pure as that of Milton, or
that of Pascal, though unliko tho poets of
Paradiso and the Penscs, ho lived in
court where cullantry was in vokuo nnd
beauty was bought and sold. How then
with all these friends, with all these claims
on lovo and help tlid ho not win his way
to placo? Ho sought it: never man with
more haste and zeal, for his brain beat
with victorious consciousness of power ; ho
hungered to rule mankind, and his blood
had the fiory strength which glows into
white heat at an opposing blast. 11ns
question must bo tried. Why, while men,
with fur lower claims than his, got posts
:md honors solicitoiships, judgeships, sec
retaryships, embassies did this man como
THE HIVEIl JOUDAN.
correspondent of tho Utioa Herald
thus describes tho Biver Jordan : "A line
of green, low forest trees betrayed the
courso of tho sacred river through tho
plain. So deep is its channel, and so thick
is the forest that skirts its bank, that I
rodo within twenty yards of it before I
cauiiht tho first "learn of its waters. I was
igrecably disappointed. I had hoard the
Jordan described as an insipid, muddy
stream. Whether it was the contrast with
tho desolation around, or my fancy, that
made its green banks so beautiful, I know
not ; but it did seem at that moment of its
revelation to my longing eyes, tho perfeC'
tion of calm and loveliness. It is barely
as wide us tlio Mohawk at Utica, but far
more rapid and impassioned in its flow.
Indeed, of all tho rivers I havo over seen,
tho Jordan has tho fiercest current. Its
water is by no means clear, but it as little
deserves tho name of muddy. At the
place where I first saw it tradition assigns
tho bati-mi of our Saviour, and also the
miraculous crossing of the children of Is
rael on their entrance into tho promised
land.
"Liko a true pilgrim, I bathed in its
wators and picked a few pebbles from its
banks, as tokens of rcniembraneo of the
mot familar river in tho world. Thrco
miles below the spot where I now stand,
tho noble rivar itself the very emblem of
life suddenly throws itself on tho putrid
boom of the Dead Sea."
Wedded Life, IIo cannot bo an un
happy man who has tho lovo and smile of
woman to accompany him in every de
partment of life. Tho world may look
tlark and cheerless without enemies may
gather 111 his path but when he returns
to tho fireside aud feels tho tender lovo of
woman, ho forgets his cares and troubles,
and is comparatively a happy man. Hois
but half prepared for tho journey of life,
who takes not with him for a companion
ono who will forsako him in no emergency,
who will divido his sorrows, incrcaso h'n
joys, lift tho veil from his heart, and throw
In tho vestibule of St "Peter's at Homo,
is a doorway, which is walled up and
marked with a cross. It is opened but
four times in 11 century. On Cristmas Eve,
once in twenty-five years, the Pope ap
proaches it in a princely state, with a reti
nuo of cardinals in attendance, and begins,
the demolition of the door, by striking it
three times with a silver hammer. When
the passage is opened, the multitude pa-s
lulu lli n.itl.r.ilvul mwl 0n.ln lb", rill !i r liv
an avenue which the majority of them nev
er entered thus before, and never will en
ter thus again.
Imagine that tho way to tho Throne of
Grace were like tho I'oitn Sin to, inacces
sible, savo once in a quarter of u century,
on the twenty-fifth of December, and then
only with august solemnities, conducted
by great dignitaries in a holy city. Con
ceive that it were now ten years since you,
or I, or any other sinner, had been per
milled to pray ; and that fifteen long years
must drag themselves away, bolore we
could venture again to approach God ; and
that, at the most, wo could not hope to
pray moro than two or three times in a life
time I With what solicitude we should
wait for the coming of that Holy Day !
Wo should lay our plans of life, select our
homes, build our houses, ehooso our pro
fessions, form our friendships, with refer
euco to a pilgrimage in that twenty-fifth
year. Wo should reckon:' timo by tho
openings of that Sacred Door, us epochs,
soother one thought would engross so
much of our lives, or kindle our sensibili
ties so intensely, as the thought of prayer
It would multiply our trepidations at the
thought of dying. Pear would grow to
horror, at the idea of dying before that
year of jubileo. No other q icstion would
give us such tremorsof anxiety as these
would excite: "How many years now to
the time of prayer ! Mow many months ?
How many weeks! How many day
Shall we live to seo it? Who can tell ? "
Yef, on that groat day, amid an inuu
merable throng, in a courtly presence, with
in sight and hearing of ttntuly rites, ulivt
would prayer It xuorth to us ? Who
would valuo it in comparison with thoso
still moments, that
" tiecrct pilrncc of the mind"
ill which wo now can "find God," every
lay and evenj where ? That day would
be more liko tho day of judgement to u",
thau like tho sweet minutes of eonvcr.-o
Tim pillars of the earth were placed in
their everlasting sockets by the omnipotent
right hand of Christ ; the curtains of the
heavens were drawn upon their rings of
starry light by IiimNvho was from cvcrlas
ting the all glorious Son of God. The orbs
that float aluft in either, tho--o ponderous
sunshine amid tho darkest scenes. No,
to pass tho ripo ago of forty-sis without 1 tiat ln!m cnnnot bo miscrablo who ha:
gaining power or place ' Gun it have been 1 6UCh a companion, bo ho over so poor, de
because he was servile and corrupt? If
so, logic is a lie, moral theories a sham.
CSy The fir-t thing a man take3 to in
bis life is his milk tho last is, his bier
spiscd, nnd trodden upon by the world.
JK19 Seeing 11 cellar nearly finishod, :
waggish fellow remarked that it wa- ai
excellent foundation for a slory
we may now
havo every hour. Wo should appreciate
this privilego of hourly prayer, if it wcro
once taken from u. Should wo not?
"Still mill thee, O in) Cod,
1 uuul 1 desire to be ;
lly da), hy night, at home, Abroad,
1 uuuld be still n ith thee t
With Hue nmid the crowd
1 hnt thronfes the bus)' mntl
I'o hear thy toice, 'luid clamor loud,
Hjuak softly to iny ttcitrl!"
planets, and tho-o mighty stars, were
placed in their positions, or sent rolling
through space by the eternal strength of
him who is "the first and the la-t." " tho
l'rince.of the kings of the earth." Christ is
the power of God, for lie is the Creator
oil (Innirj nnil 1.,- Iiim nil lliinrrj otUt
God is "slow to anger.'' When mercy
comcth into the world, she driveth winged
tccds ; the axles of her chariot-wheels aro
glowing, hot with speed ; but when wrath
comcth, it walketh with tardy footsteps ; it
is not in haste to slay, it is not swill to con
demn. God's rod of mercy is ever in his
hands outstrcched ; God's sword of justice
is in its scabbard : not rusted in it - it Can
bo easily withdrawn but held there by
the hand that presses it back into itsshcath
crying, "Sleep, 0 sword, sleep' for I will
have mercy upon sinners, and will forgive
their transgressions." God hathmauv or
ators in heaven ; somo of theiu speak with
swift words. Gabriel, when he comcth
dowu to tell glad tidings, spcaketh swiftly;
angelic hosts, when they descend from glo
ry, fly with wings of lightning, when they
proclaim, "Peace on earth, good will to
wards men ; ' but the dark angel of wrath
is n slow orator ; with many a pause be
tween, where melting pity joins her languid
notes, ho speaks ; and when but half his
oration is completed ho 'olten stays, aud
withdraws himself from his ro-trum, giv-
ivg way to pardon and to mercy ; he having
but addressed tho people that they might bo
driven to repentance, and so might receive
peuce from the sceptre of God's love.
God "will not acquit the wicked ;"how
provolthis! 1 prove it thus. Neveronoe
has he pardoned an unpunished sin ; not
in all tho years of the Most High, not in
all tho days of his right baud, has hoonoo
blotted out sin without puni-hment. What !
say you, were not tho-io in heaven par
doned ! Are thero not many transgress
ors pardoned, aud do they not escape
without punishment? Has ho not said,
"I have blotted out thy transgressions liko
a thick cloud thine iniquities? " Yc,truo
mo-it true, and yet mylassertion is truo al
so not one of all those sins that havo
been pardoned wero pardoned without
puui-dmicnt. Do you ak mo why and how
such a thing as that can he tho truth f I
point you to yon dreadful sight on Calva
ry ; the punMuncnt which fill not on tho
forgiven sinner fell there. Tho cloud of
justice was charged with fiery hail ; tho
sinner deserved it ; it fell on him ; but, for
nil that, it fell and spent its fury; there in
that grent reservoir of misery ; it fell into
tho Saviour's heart. Tho plagues, which
need should light on our ingratitude, did
The Would. Do you know whv the not fall on us, but they fell somewhere;
world is no better than it is? Becauso , aml wuo wa" "lt tli:lt WM plagued' Tell
each of us believes that tho warnings, the , mc Gtthscmano ; tell mo, 0 Calvary's
teachings and wiso inculcations, tho hits summit, who was plagued? Tho doleful
at folly, the moral aphorisms, tho shaft,., ' answer come?, "E i, Eli, lutna sabach.
shot at vico and crime from pulpit, thaniV "My God, my God, why hast
press and stago, are all intended for our tllou fowkon me It is Jesus suffering
righf hsnd neighbor, and left hand neiflh a11 plagues of sin, Sin is still punish
bor "d, though tho sinner U delivered