The Koran requires every devout Mussulman to make a pilgrimage to this consecrated spot. It is estimated that seventy thousand, at a stated period every year, congregate there. Multitudes of the poor perish by the way. An individual by the name of Roschid, in company with his wife, performed the pilgrimage on foot from Bagdad, walking on splendid carpets the whole distance. A grandee from Cairo, whose travelling expenses alone amounted to fifty thousand dollars, performed the journey with a hundred and ten camels, and a very large retinue. The closing ceremony of this pilgrimage, when the multitudes are about to disperse, consists in the sacrifice of thousands of animals.

The other mosque, to which allusion has been made, is that at Medina, where reposes the dust of the founder of Mohamedanism. The coffin is covered with a cloth of gold under a canopy of silver tissue, both of which are renewed annually. Over the foot of the coffin is a golden crescent of priceless value, curiously wrought, and adorned with precious stones. This edifice is furnished with three hundred silver lamps, which are always kept burning.

The Mohamedan religion, which is now the faith of a population of one hundred and twenty millions, is the prevailing religion in Constantinople. Protestant missions have, however, exerted a great and salutary influence in this community, and the recent liberality of the Turkish government in tolerating other forms of religion, has excited the admiration of Christendom. We hail with joy tokens of the approach of that day, when the crescent shall be obscured and lost amid the light of the sun of righteousness.

WHAT A PASTOR SHOULD POSSESS.

A FATHER'S tenderness

- a shepherd's care; A leader's courage, which the cross can bear; A ruler's awe, a watchman's watchful eye;

A pilot's skill—the helm in storms to ply;

A fisher's patience, and a laborer s toil;

A guide's dexterity to disembroil;

A prophet's inspiration from above;

A teacher's knowledge, and a Saviour's love. - Bishop Ken.

THE greatest elevation is Mt. Washington, which is 6,428 feet above the level of the sea. These mountains are composed of huge rocks of granite and gneiss; round their base is a forest of heavy timber, which is succeeded by a belt of stunted fir trees from ten to fifteen feet high; above this is a growth of low bushes, and farther up, the surface is covered only with a shroud of dark colored moss. The snow lies on their summits about ten months in the year, giving them the appearance from which they take their name. The Notch is a remarkable chasm, two miles in length, and at the narrowest place only twenty-two feet wide, forming the only pass through the great mountain bulwark.

In 1826 a violent fall of rain caused a slide of earth, rocks and trees, which choked the streams, swept every thing before it, and filled the valley with ruin. A family of eleven persons living in the Notch House, hearing the rumbling of the avalanche, fled for safety, and were overwhelmed beneath the torrent. Had they remained in the house they would have been safe, as the avalanche was separated to the right and left, just before reaching the house, by a large rock.

Or the relationships of life, none yields a more permanent and powerful influence than the Maternal. No person will doubt its immeasurable strength. And it may not be amiss to inquire why the mother exerts an influence so controlling over the character, conduct and destiny of her child.

One source of influence is maternal love. And well may the mother love her own child! It is bone of her bone and flesh of her flesh; it draws nourishment from her veins; it is cast helpless and dependent upon her watchfulness and care; she must dress and tend it, and minister continually to its wants. If neglected, even for a very short period, it makes its voice to be heard, and its plaintive cry calls her to the discharge of some office of maternal love. Now it is a remarkable fact, that, under some circumstances, we love those most ardently who cause us the most trouble, and require the most of our thoughts and attention. The little blind child, cut off from many of the enjoyments of playmates, finds the loss of sight partially compensated for in the increased amount of sympathy. It secures the largest share of all the comforts of the family; it becomes the pet child, and receives, like Joseph, the coat of many colors. How

strong, then, must be the mother's love for her babe, so entirely dependent on her for all its comforts, and demanding her unremitted care and solicitude! She will often expose, if not sacrifice, her own health and life for its welfare. There is no passion in the human breast, which, for permanency and strength, can bear comparison with it. Many waters cannot quench, nor floods drown it. It absorbs the thoughts; it possesses and fills the soul. That a woman should forget her sucking child, is represented in the Bible as the next step in improbabilities to God's forgetting his own people. The love which a mother feels for her babe increases as he passes along through the successive stages of childhood, youth, and manhood. This is evinced by the fact, that she mourns the loss much less if taken from her in infancy, than when he has arrived at mature age. Now, will not this strong maternal affection naturally excite strong desires in the mother's breast to secure the power of controlling and guiding her child? And if she wishes to secure an influence over him, as she must, if she loves him, will she not strive to obtain it? And if she does strive to secure it, will she not succeed? Beyond doubt, these laudable efforts will be crowned with success. It is the unquestionable duty of every mother to endeavor, in every proper way, to secure and retain a decided influence over her child. She may often employ it to restrain from evil, and lead him in the pathway of piety and happiness.

Another reason why the mother sways such an influence. over the child is, because the child loves her. It is natural to love those who love us, and from whom we are receiving a constant succession of favors. And when the child learns the grateful fact, that it is loved, it is not slow to love in returu. The mother gains its youngest, tenderest, deepest love. It looks up to her as its chief benefactor. Her lap is its bed, her bosom its pillow, her arms its protection, her hand the source of all its comforts. While lying on her arms, or nursing on her bosom, it looks up with confiding gratitude in her face, and its speaking eyes proclaim more eloquently than