food we eat every day; and that He gave us our kind friends, and brothers and sisters, and father and mother, and, besides this, all the teaching we have, and that He had loved us, and made us His own children, that we might be happy now, and happy when we die, and that it was He Himself who had settled that we cannot have all that we wish for; and so when we fret and cry because we do not have every thing that we wish, we act just the same as if we should say that we will not be happy with all that God has given us, because He has not given us something else that we want to have. That is the end of my story; but it makes me think that the things that are called naughty when we are children, are the same things that are called wicked when we are grown up. When I was told a thing was naughty, I thought it meant that it was against the rule of the nursery; and when I was told it was wicked, that meant that it was against the laws of Almighty God. Now my dear papa wanted to teach me that whenever a child goes on being naughty, he does sin against God's law too; and the child who is naughty, and frets at little things, will grow up by and by to be a discontented and wicked man.

Always remember, then, if you do not want to be a wicked man or woman, you must never be content to be a naughty boy or girl. Any child may fall into a fault; but if a child does not try to be good, and thinks, "When I grow up, I shall certainly take care not to be wicked. It would be very shocking indeed to be a wicked man," -he makes a great mistake; for whoever is content to be naughty has begun to be wicked already.

Poetry.

HYMN FOR THE MORNING.

THE glittering grass, with dew-stars bright,

Is all astir with twinkling light;

What pity such a fair array

So soon is meant to melt away!

Yet hath God given those drops a power
To raise the grass, and cheer the flower;
All the hot noon their grace shall bide,
And fresh shall fall at eventide.

So, day by day, O Lord, renew
The grace of my baptismal dew;
Let its sweet power be with me now,
As when it sparkled on my brow.

And evermore that gift bestow,
While in Thy garden here grow;

That still to heaven my growth may tend,
From whence those blessed dews descend.

From Rev. J. Whytehead's Poems.

THE LARK AND THE DOVE.

WAKE now, my soul, and humbly hear
What thy mild Lord commands;
Each word of His will charm thine ear,
Each word will guide thy hands.

Hark! how His sweet and tender care
Complies with our weak minds;
Whate'er our state and tempers are,
Still some fit work He finds.

They that are merry, let them sing,
And let the sad hearts pray;
Let those still ply their cheerful wing,
And these their sober way.

So mounts the early chirping lark,
Still upwards to the skies;

So sits the turtle in the dark,
Sighing out groans and sighs.

And yet the lark and yet the dove
Both sing, though several parts;
And so should we, howe'er we move,
With light or heavy hearts.

Or rather, both should each essay,
And their cross notes unite;

Both grief and joy should sing and pray,
Since both such hopes invite ;-

Hopes that all present sorrow heal,
All present joy transcend;
Hopes to possess, and taste, and feel
Delights that never end.

All glory to the sacred Three,
All honour, power, and praise;
As at the first, may ever be,
Beyond the end of days.

THE only festival of this month is that of St. James, on the 25th. From Trinity Sunday till Advent all the Sundays are reckoned as the Sundays after Trinity.

Morning

Poetry: Consider the Lilies; Lines on an Infant

The Village Sunday-school.

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MISS DENNIS laughed at the account which her friend gave of the children, and Mrs. Miller laughed too; for she said these troubles need not be taken very seriously, "Though, after all," she said, "it is a serious thing to teach them the Belief and the Lord's Prayer, and try to give them a notion of the words that they are saying; and sometimes I dread lest they should be getting into irreverent ways whilst they are little. But as they grow older, it becomes much more serious, and many an anxious thought they cost me after they get into the weekly No. VIII.

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school; they are then most under control, and under watchful care, and have the most time for learning; but even then they are often idle in school, and, which is much worse, they are careless in church. That little Jem who brought you the foxgloves would walk three miles, I believe, to get me a flower; but when I am teaching him, he will fidget and play; and I have heard of his whispering in church on a Sunday when I was absent. Little Tom Field, whom you noticed for his rosy cheeks, uses bad words, I am told, when he is out of our hearing; and Molly Wither, with the merry blue eyes, who looked so smiling as she took her reward-book, will frown and scold, and look like another creature, if a schoolfellow does but push her. Some of these are childish faults; but they make one anxious lest our children should learn and not practise; and if I find that they have not enough self-control to mind what I tell them for ten minutes at a time, how can I hope that their love for me, though they really feel it when they shew it, can be of a kind to do them lasting good? They often forget my orders the moment my back is turned; and, what is worse, I cannot trust them for telling me the truth as to what has happened in my absence. I am often afraid to question them as to a fault, lest they should give me a false answer; and I am obliged to find out the truth by other inquiries, instead of saying, 'Did you do it, or not?""

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Miss Dennis looked shocked at this, and said, Well, I was a troublesome child myself, I believe; but I would not have told a falsehood for any thing."

"If I asked one of that little class whom you taught," said Mrs. Miller, "what things they ought not to do, they would say they must not tell lies, or say bad words; and yet I dare not feel sure that any of them keep always free from either of those sins.'

Miss Dennis grew more grave whilst her friend went on; and Mrs. Miller then said, "We are very anxious that they should attend the Sunday-school after they leave the weekly-school; and that the girls