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downward—this pushes upward. The picture shows you the shape of a common water press. It is made of iron. At the bottom is a flat moveable table of iron, which is pushed up by pumping water into a small space underneath it. The pressure or power is caused by forcing the water, and it is very great; for though the water is pumped or pressed through small tubes or pipes its strength is wonderful. There are two pumps in the picture, at the side of the machine. The handles of the pumps are taken off when they are not pumping with them. They are not on in the picture.
One thing for which these presses are used is to press the sheets of books when printed to make them look smooth and neat. Thirty years ago we used a wooden screw, and then an iron screw, but now these sheets are pressed between glazed boards by an hydraulic or water press, which does the work much better and quicker; and so two boys can do in this way what half-a-dozen men could not have done in
the old way.
It is quite astonishing what heavy weights may be lifted up by the power of water. When they were making the great tubular bridge over the Menai Straits in Wales, they lifted up hundreds of tons weight of iron in this way. But the pumps themselves were worked by powerful steam engines; for hundreds of men could not have done the work even if they could have been crowded together so as to get hold of the handles of the pumps. And so the steam of hot water, and the cold water out of the river together, raised up that wonderful bridge, which is truly one of the greatest wonders in the world, and which excites the amazement of all who see it.
But after all, what is even a work like that compared with the works of God? “It is hé that sitteth upon the circle of the earth, and the inhabitants thereof are as grasshoppers; that stretcheth out the heavens as a curtain, and spreadeth them out as a tent to dwell in. To whom then will ye liken me, or shall I be equal ? saith the Holy One. Lift up your eyes on high, and behold who hath created these things, that bringeth out their host by number: he calleth them all by names by the greatness of his might, for that he is strong in power; not one faileth."
ABOUT THROWING STONES. WHEN I was a boy, I was, like most other boys, very fond of play; and I expect, like them, too, I did some things in play which I ought not to do. But there was one thing which I see some boys do now, which we did not do then, and that is throwing stones at one another. And this, let me tell all the boys who read this, is about one of the worst things you can do, it is so dangerous. How can one boy tell, when he throws a stone at another, where it will hit him, if it should hit him? It may hit his eye and blind him all his life, or it may come with such force on his head as to kill him on the spot. Such things have been done, and if you were to blind or kill one of your playfellows by throwing a stone at him, you would never forgive yourself; and if you lived to be a very old man you would never forget such a thing as that. Indeed, the remembrance of it would be a trouble to
your days. Besides the danger of it there is much mischief in it. It almost always leads to quarrels. Dick Atkin, that lad there,
who is squatting down behind the old puinp, threw a stone and bit Fred Jones on the side of the head, and then ran away. Fred, smarting and bellowing with the pain, is running after him, and if he cannot find him now,
he says he will pay him off for it when he catches him, and so there is a quarrel kicked up between Fred and Dick over throwing stones. Dick dare not go now to play where Fred is, and so Dick is in trouble, and Fred is not much better, for he is angry and vexed.
Such things have happened, and will happen again if boys will throw stones. Dont say it is only done for fun
“There is none but a madman will fling about fire,
And say, I am only in sport."
Never throw stones.
A YOUNG SERMON TO YOUNG PEOPLE.
BY A YOUNG PREACHER.
My beloved hearers—you are all young like myself, and I wish to remind you to-day of one thing; and as it is usual for preachers to take texts, I take as mine the words of one who was a king and the son of a king, and more than either, a very wise man, as all people who have read what he wrote wil allow. The words are these—I hope you know where to find them
“Remember thy Creator in the days of thy youth.” God, who created all things whether they be in heaven or earth, is our creator-he is thy creator. To forget him is as foolish as it is wicked. Some do forget him, and God is angry with them, and well he may be. But sooner may we forget father or mother, or brother or sister, than forget God.
So First, Remember thy Creator, for he is—
1. Great.—He made sun, moon, stars, earth, sea, mountains, rivers, trees, birds, beasts, fishes, and all your eyes can see and more.
2. Good. He giveth rain, sunshine, fruits, flowers, corn, herbs, food of all kinds for us, and to every creature its portion of meat in due season.
3. Merciful.—When we had all done wrong and sinned against him, he pitied us, and sent his own Son from heaven to come and save us, and take us to heaven when we die.
Remember the things. Second, remember him in youth, for 1. God wishes you to do so.—He says, “I love them that
love me, and they that seek me early shall find me.” And again, “My son give me thine heart.” Jesus Christ was pleased when children sang, “Hosannahs” to him; and again, he said, “Suffer them to come unto me."
2. It is the best time.-Now there are few things to hinder you, but as you get older you will have more cares and troubles, more trials and temptations, more snares and sorrows. If you remember God now he will remember you then, and help you through them all.
3. The best men did 80.-Joseph, Moses, Samuel, David, Josiah, and many more as you will find in the bible; and ever since the best and the most useful men that ever lived in the world remembered their Creator in the days of their youth.
Sermons conclude with exhortations so I say
Do so, and you will then be far more happy if God spares you to old age.
Do so, and you will make the world better and not worse for having lived in it.
Do so, and you will be glad you did for ever and ever!
“When we devote our youth to God,
'Tis pleasing in his eyes ;
Is no vain sacrifice.
To thee, Almighty God, to thee,
Our childhood we resign;
That our whole lives were thine."
W. T. R.