who taught his infant lips to thank his heavenly Father for his care and parental watchfulness, now lies in the church-yard. He must struggle alone with the storms of life, must meet the stern conflicts of earth. The storm gathers thick around him, and the dark, briny surfs would sweep him on the lee-shore of disaster and death. When about to give up the contest, the little prayer comes to his aid. Little did he think that it had kept company with him all the way. It is no longer a feeble utterance, but a mighty flame, linked with the memories of home, and a mother's love. It lifts the man in its strong arms of a holy trust, and puts his trembling feet the rock of upon J. A. D.

ages.

SHE HATH DONE WHAT SHE

COULD.

The widow's mite was of more value in the Saviour's eyes than large contributions by the wealthy, because of the willing heart and the scanty means. The following beautiful little incident shows how even children can do good by a little tender sympathy:

A poor widow, the mother of two children, used to call them at the close of each day, for the report of the good they had done. One night, the oldest hesitated in her reply to her mother's question-"What kindness have you shown?" "I don't know, mother." The mother, touched with the tone of her answer, resolved to unravel the mystery; and the little, sensitive thing, when reassured, went on to say:-"Going to school this morning, I found little Annie G., who had been absent some days, crying very hard. I asked her, mother, what made her cry so, which made her cry more, so that I could not help leaning my head on her neck and crying too. Then her sobs

grew less and less, till she told me of her dear little baby-brother, whom she nursed so long, and loved so much--how he had sickened, grown pale and thin, writhing with pain, until he died, and then they put him from her forever. Mother, she told me this; and then, she hid her face in her book, and cried as if her heart would break. Mother, I could not help putting my face on the other page of the book, and crying too, as hard as she did. After we had cried together a long time, she hugged me and kissed me, telling me I had done her good. Mother, 1 don't know how I did her good, for I only cried with her. That is all I can tell, for I can't tell how I did her good."

BEFRIENDING YOUNG PEOPLE.

When John Wesley saw a young man in danger of falling into the snare of evil associates, he did not watch him sharply at a distance and speak of his short-comings to others, predicting that he was "on the high

He

road to ruin." He invited him to his table, and by a gentle, affable manner, sought to give him good subjects for thought, or hints for conduct. Advice thus hospitably enforced was very impressive. would draw out a young man in conversation, and learn what studies he was most proficient in, which were most essential to his success, and then assist him to acquire the mas tery over them. Another most valuable way of aiding a young man whom social danger threatened, was to make him acquainted with welldisposed, religious young men, who would lead him into good paths. He watched over their future career with a father's interest and tenderness, and in a very simple manner accomplished a vast amount of good, besides preventing a world of evil.

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MURDEROUS MILLINERY

A lady told me the other day a painful little incident relating to wearing birds on your bonnets and hats. I will try and give her own words. She said:

"One day our pastor said (during service) that when he was in Florence, a lady came to him and said: Do come with me and hear those birds sing, oh! such mournful notes!' There was a room full of birds in very small cages, and these birds were all blind; they had had their eyes put out. In the night the owners take them outside the city and hang the cages in trees. The trees are then all smeared with tar. These birds keep up their pitiful singing, and other birds are attracted to the cages, and they get stuck on the tar, and then they are caught, and their eyes are put out. And these birds are killed and sent to America for ladies to wear on their bonnets!

"And I looked around the congregation to see what ladies had birds on their bonnets, and I was glad there was none on mine; and I don't think I can ever wear a bird again." Wide Awake.

A BRAVE GIRL.

At Spinelli in Italy, the house of a Liberal priest was broken into by a band of Bourbon brigands. One of the leaders was amusing himself by stabbing the poor priest, who was old, when his niece rushed in, flung herself on him, snatched in an instant the brace of revolvers he had in his belt, and shot his dead. She ran through all the rooms, firing upon every bigrand she found engaged in plundering the house. She shot four of them. Alarmed at this unexpected attack, and not knowing what to make of it, the ruffians in the other ran out. She, still pursuing

room

them, succeeded, before they could get a knowledge of the enemy they had to encounter, in closing the front door against them. The brigands attempted to set fire to the house. From the balcony she put out an old musket belongins to her uncle, and fired upon them again, and then displaying a tri-colored flag, cried, " Vivă Garibaldi!” with all her strength. The miscreants fired an ineffectual shot or two, and fairly ran for it. A few moments after, a captain of Bersaglieri, who just came up, found the exhausted girl in a faint upon the dead body of her uncle.

THERE IS A BOY I CAN TRUST.

We once visited a public school. At recess a little fellow came up and spoke to the teacher; as he turned to go down the platform, the master said: "That is a boy I can trust. He never failed me." We followed him with our eye and looked at him when he took his seat after recess. He had a fine, open, manly face. We thought a good deal about the master's remark. What a character had that boy earned. He had already got what would be worth more to him than a fortune. It would be a passport into the best store in the city, and what is better, into the confidence and respect of the whole community. We wonder if the boys know how soon they are rated by other people. Every boy in the neighborhood is known, and opinions are formed of him; he has a character either favorable or unfavorable. boy of whom the master can say: “I can trust him he never failed me," will never want employment. The fidelity, promptness, and industry which he shows at school, are in demand everywhere and prized everywhere. He who is faithful in little, will be faithful also in much.

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A HUMOROUS DOG. The following anecdote may interest the readers who are accustomed to observe the characteristics of dogs: I can vouch for its accuracy, as I was an amused witness, as were some members of my family. A friend of ours and his wife were spending a musical evening with us, and an old English terrier belonging to the house had been in the drawing-room, which was up stairs. The dog had been kindly noticed by our friend, who was partially lame from paralysis. On leaving the drawing-room the dog followed him to the top of the stairs, and with cocked ears and tail stood gravely watching his slow, limping descent. When the invalid nearly at the foot of the stairs the dog began to follow, limping on three legs he was quite sound-in humorous imitation of our lame friend; and this assumed lameness was gravely kept up till he arrived on the mat. It was impossible to repress a smile, though our politeness was at stake, and the unconsciousness of our friend added to the diffculty.

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GOSSIP. We condemn gossipscandal's twin sister-yet it is a fault easily committed. We begin by a gentle deprecatory reference to some. body's infirmity of temper, and we find ourselves specifying a particular time and scene, which straightway the one who hears tells again to some one else, with additions, slight, perhaps, but material. Before we know it, we have stirred up a hornet's nest. This may be done without any more potent motive than a mere love of fun; and half the gossip in the social world is of the unthinking kind, indulged in merely from a spirit of drollery. Far worse is that other sort of talk which ends in slander and begins in malice, and which separates friends, and sunders the ties

"You may go on, Mr. Smith," said the young lady, softly. "I am a little too enthusiastic at times, perhaps."

STRETCH IT A LITTLE.-A little girl and her brother were on their way to the grocer's one wintery morning. The ground was white with frost, and the wind was very sharp. They were both poorly dresssed, but the little girl had a sort of coat over her which she seemed to have out-grown. As they walked brisk.y along she drew her little companion close up to her, saying, "Come under my coat, Johnny." "It isn't big enough for both," he replied. "I think I can stretch it a little," she said; and they were soon as close together and as warm as two birds in the same nest. How many shivering bodies, and heavy hearts, and weeping eyes, there are in the world, just because people do not stretch their comforts a little beyond themselves.

Good men have the fewest fears. He bas but one who fears to do wrong. He has a thousand who

has overcome that one.

DAVID thus describes the gentleman: "He that walketh upright and worketh righteousness, and speaketh the truth in his heart."

IT has been said that we can earn

genuine manhood only by serving out steadily and faithfully the period of our boyhood.

THERE is nothing like courage in misfortune. Next to faith in God, and in his overruling Providence, a man's faith in himself is his own salvation. It is the secret of all power and success. It makes a man strong

as the pillared iron; or elastic as the springing steel.

IN LIGHTER VEIN.

LOVE's labor lost. A hen setting on wooden eggs.

NEVER run in debt with shoemakers, for then

is

you can't say your sole

your own. A MAN who does not know anything will be sure to tell it the very first time he gets a chance to be heard.

"FANCY DYING," is the business of a new firm on State street. Rather a queer way of making a living. Just fancy.

"JULIUS, what part ob de ceremonies do de ladies most admire when dey go to church?" "Well, Pompey, I can't tell dat. What is it?" 66 Why, of course, de hims,” PRENTICE says he has heard of but one old woman who kissed her cow, but he knows of many thousand younger ones who have kissed very great calves.

"I QUITE dote on you, my dear," said an old husband to a

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wife. young Naturally, my dear, since you are in your dotage," was the gentle re

sponse.

"I DO wish you would come home earlier," said a woman to her husband. "I am afraid to stay alone. I always imagine there's somebody in the house, but when you come I know there ain't."

Ir is said that the average number of battles a soldier goes through is five. Old Jack Savage says he knows an old maid who has withstood fourteen engagements, and has powder enough left for as many

more.

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WHICH WAY?

People living away from organized churches of the Universalist faith are sometimes very anxious to know whether our faith is going forward or backward.

The Christian Life (Unitarian) of Lon. don, England, in the issue for 26th of last month, says:

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"Universalism is making headway in all the churches. On Sunday last, the Vicar of All-hallow's, Barking, in preaching the University sermon at Cambridge, took as his subject, The Eternal Purpose of the Ages." He declared emphatically his belief in "an ultimate gathering up of all the now distracted, disjointed elements of Creation into one last reconciliation of harmony and peace." He pointed out how rapidly the popular interest in discussion as to the possible future happiness of all human souls is increasing, and predicted that 'many amongst us will live to see these questions taken up with new and surprising energy by whole masses of the people.' Our own experience of the marked interest invariably aroused by lectures or ser

The editor of the Universalist of this city, Rev. Dr. Cantwell, publishes the following in relation to the late meeting of our general convention at Lynn, Mass: Near the close of the session, Rev. Dr. Atwood, of New York, offered the following resolution:

Resolved, That the Universalist Church of America in General Convention assembled, reaffirms the position which it has consistently held from the beginning, to wit, That it rests on and believes in the historical veracity of the New Testament records of the life and words and works of the Lord Jesus Christ.

The resolution was adopted without debate, and by a unanimous vote, the Convention rising to record the declaration."

This is just as we expected; and now let our whole church rise and sing, "Praise God from whom all blessings flow."

ALL SOULS' DAY.

In the Roman Catholic Church two great festivals were observed every year which may be fitly celebrated by all who bow in the name of Christ. When Boniface IV. became Pope, he begged of the Emperor of Rome a gift, the gift of the Pantheon, a splendid old temple, dedicated to all the gods. The Pope's request was granted, and the magnificent structure was consecrated to Mary and all who had died martyrs in the Christian cause. Two hundred years later than this Pope