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be contaminated by the wide-spread evils that are round about us-keeping ourselves pure, being clean in heart and hand. This is what God claims from us. This is what is demanded of us by the church and the world. We shall be enabled to exemplify it only as we cultivate the spirit of consecration to God, and are richly and largely imbued with that spirit. Giving ourselves to the Lord in an everlasting covenant, we shall be enabled to serve him faithfully and acceptably," discerning the signs of the times," and "knowing that now it is high time to awake out of sleep."

The thought that as time rolls on we are every year and every day advancing towards eternity, and must be introduced into it ere long, should prompt us to immediate consecration to God. We live for eternity. The life that does not prepare its possessor for a blissful eternity is not such a life as a rational and immortal being ought to live. Between time and eternity there may seem to our ordinary view to be a vast distance. We are too much inclined to think of future things as far off. They may, however, be very near, and cannot under any circumstances be very distant. Life passes rapidly away, so that childhood is soon exchanged for youth, and youth for manhood, and manhood for old age. Death comes at last to the longest liver. To many he comes long before old age has come. None of us can tell when he may come to us. All of us know, however, that sooner or later he will come. Every rolling year brings him nearer. Every fleeting day, as it passes heedlessly by, abridges the appointed time that is given to us on the earth. Time is now coming to an end. Perhaps it may be said to us by that God who has life and death at his disposal-"This year thou shalt die." If we had the assurance that on a particular day, ere this year had completed its circuit, our souls should be required by us; what deep and strong feeling would rise up in our

hearts; how anxious should we be to set our houses in order; how vain and little would earthly things begin to appear in our estimation! Ought we not, as the case stands, to keep heaven constantly before us, to endeavour always to grow in preparation for it, to seek daily the abundant entrance into it which God has promised? And we can only set our affections with growing intenseness on things above as we are truly consecrated to God, and as the love of God is thus shed abroad in our hearts. Thus it is that we shall live for heaven amid all the vicissitudes of earth -"While we look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen; for the things which are seen are temporal, but the things which are not seen are eternal."

May we all begin this year aright, and spend it aright. May it not be added to years which we shall have to mourn over when we stand before God. May it be, whatever it is as regards our earthly circumstances, a year of spiritual peace and prosperity, of growing holiness and increasing usefulness. May it be a year which we shall look back upon, not only in time but in eternity, with devout thankfulness to God for all that he enables us to realize and accomplish in it.

We may resolve, as we have done in former years, to devote it to God, and the resolution may be forgotten. We may determine, as we have done in past years, to improve and advance in it in all that is well-pleasing to God, and the determination may exert no abiding influence upon us. If we trust to our own resolutions and determinations, this will be the case. Let us, however, look to God himself, that he may strengthen us. Oh thou Spirit of light and love, of truth and power, come down upon us; dwell in us; so shall we learn aright to obey the command, "Consecrate yourselves to-day to the Lord."

Newcastle-upon-Tyne.

A. R.

VOL. XXXVI.

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ANECDOTES, FACTS, AND APHORISMS.

THE CONVERTED CAFFRE.

AMONG the most savage and seemingly incorrigible of the human race the Gospel gains some of its most signal triumphs. An instance of this occurred in South Africa, at one of the stations of the London Missionary Society. A Caffre, who had heard a missionary preach on the wrath to come, was much troubled in mind, though he did not understand fully the meaning of the language. He was therefore brought to the missionary, from whom he obtained more just views of his lost state, and asked what he must do. Mr. Hood preached to him Christ crucified, the Saviour of sinners. The awakened Caffre listened with eagerness, and fixing an anxious eye on the preacher, said; Sir, I am old and stupid-tell me again." And being told again, tears rolled down the sable cheek of this man of noble and athletic frame, and he confessed his astonishment at the love of God and the compassion of the Saviour. He resolved to come and live near the missionary, that he might hear again and again the glad tidings. But his property consisted in cattle, and there was no ground for grazing near the station. What could he do? He told his difficulty to the Missionary, and added: "I am a Caffre, and I love my cattle; but I'll part with the last one I have if that stands in the way of my coming to hear the word." Matters were arranged, and he took up his abode on missionary ground, where he was regarded as a consistent and devoted follower of Christ. "I'll part with the last one I have." Noble resolve! Just like a true Christian.

The Caffres have been termed "a race of irreclaimable and treacherous savages." But here is one of them acting much less like a savage and a heathen, probably, than many of his accusers. And such have hundreds of

them become since, under the preaching of Christ crucified.

CONFIDE IN GOD.

THERE once lived in an old brown cottage, a solitary woman, about thirty years of age. She earned a living by knitting and spinning, and the produce of her little garden, which she carefully cultivated. She was known everywhere, from village to village, by the name of "Happy Nancy." She had no money, no family, no relatives; and was halfblind, quite lame, and very crooked. There was no comeliness in her, and yet there, in that homely, deformed body, the great God, who loves to bring strength out of weakness, had set His royal seal.

"Well, Nancy, singing again," would the chance visitor say, as he stopped at her door.

"Oh, yes, I'm for ever at it."

"I wish you'd tell me your secret, Nancy-you are all alone, you work hard, you have nothing very pleasant surrounding you-what is the reason you're so happy ?"

"Perhaps it's because I haven't got anybody but God," replied the good creature, looking up. "You see, rich folks like you depend upon their families and their houses; they've got to thinking of their business, of their wives and children, and then they're always mighty afraid of troubles ahead. I an't got anything to trouble myself about, you see, 'cause I leave it all to the Lord. I think, Well, if He can keep this great world in such good order, the sun rolling day after day, and the stars a shining night after night, make my garden things come up just the same, season after season, He can sartainly take care of such a poor, simple thing as I am; and so, you see, I leave it all to the Lord, and the Lord takes care of me."

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Well, but, Nancy, suppose a frost should come after your fruit-trees are all in blossom, and your little plants out, suppose

"But I don't suppose; I never can suppose; I don't want to suppose, except that the Lord will do everything right. That's what makes young people unhappy; you're all the time supposing. Now why can't you wait till the suppose comes, as I do, and then make the best of it ?"

It would be well for us to imitate happy Nancy, and "never suppose." Be more childlike toward your heavenly Father; believe in His love; learn to confide in His wisdom, and not in your own; and, above all, "wait till the 'suppose' comes, and then make the best of it." Depend upon it, earth would seem an Eden if you would follow happy Nancy's rule, and never give place in your bosom to imaginary evils.

AN INCIDENT OF THE BATTLE-FIELD.

A SOLDIER was wounded in one of the battles of the Crimea, and was carried

out of the field. He felt that his wound was mortal-that life was quickly ebbing away-and he said to his comrades who were carrying him,—

"Put me down; do not take the trouble to carry me any further. I am dying."

They then put him down, and returned to the field. A few minutes after, an officer saw the man weltering in his blood, and asked him if he could do anything for him.

"Nothing, thank you."

"Is there nothing I can do for you ? Shall I write to your friends ?"

"I have no friends you can write to. But there is one thing for which I would be much obliged. In my knapsack you will find a Testament; will you open it at the 14th of John, and near the end of the chapter you will find a verse begins with 'Peace.' Will you read it ?" The officer did so, and read the words, "Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you; not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid."

"Thank you, Sir," said the dying man, "I have that peace; I am going to that Saviour; God is with me; I want no more ;" and instantly expired.

PLAIN PREACHING.

DR. JOHN M. MASON, while preaching on the text, "What shall it profit a man," &c., referring to the apologies given by the impenitent for refusing to accept the gift of eternal life, mentioned the common plea, "We do not want to profess Christianity, because many dishonour the profession; we do not want to be hypocrites; we are candid men." "And so," said the eloquent preacher, "you are willing to go to hell as gentlemen of candour." It is said that a distinguished lawyer in the city was led by this pointed rebuke to renounce the hypocrisy of unbelief for a sincere faith in the Son of God.

FALLIBILITY.

REVERENCE the writings of holy

"Shall I get you a little water ?" men, but lodge not thy faith upon them,

said the kind-hearted officer.

"No, thank you; I am dying."

because they were but men. They are good pools, but not fountains.

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Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, May every heart confess Thy name
Nor can the memory find

A sweeter sound than Thy blest name,
O Saviour of mankind.

O hope of every contrite heart,

O joy of all the meek,

To those who fall, how kind Thou art!

How good to those who seek!

But what to those who find? ah, this,
Nor tongue nor pen can show:
The love of Jesus, what it is,
None but His loved ones know.

Jesu! our only joy be Thou,

As Thou our prize wilt be. Jesu! be Thou our glory now, And through eternity.

Oh, Jesu! King most wonderful! Thou Conqueror renown'd! Thou Sweetness most ineffable! In whom all joys are found!

When once Thou visitest the heart Then truth begins to shine; Then earthly vanities depart; Then kindles love divine..

And ever Thee adore;

And seeking Thee itself inflame
To seek Thee more and more.

Thee may our tongues for ever bless,
Thee may we love alone;
And ever in our lives express
The image of Thine own.

O Jesu! Thou the beauty art
Of angel worlds above;
Thy name is music to the heart,
Enchanting it with love.

Celestial sweetness unalloy'd!
Who eat Thee hunger still;
Who drink of Thee still feel a void,
Which nought but Thou canst fill.

Oh, my sweet Jesu! hear the sighs
Which unto Thee I send;
To thee my inmost spirit cries,

My being's hope and end!

Stay with us, Lord, and with Thy light Illume the soul's abyss;

Scatter the darkness of our night

And fill the world with bliss.

OPENING OF THE YEAR.*

A HAPPY, happy Christmas! and

A merry, bright New Year!

We heard them in our childhood, when With spirits light and gay,

How sweet the kind old greetings sound We dreamt not that life's joyfulness

To every heart and ear:

No matter how care-burden'd, and

No matter how deprest;

A something in their welcome makes Them dear to every breast.

Could ever pass away;

And though long years of carelessness Have sober'd many a heart;

A joy still lingers round them, which Can never quite depart.

From "Spiritual Songs," a most admirable volume of original Hymns, by J. S. B. Mousell, LL.D.

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"FROM a love of experimenting on hu- | field, has been crowned with laurels. This manity, and in some cases, from a deep chieftainship among the tribes has drawn disaffection to the Divine law and order its dark lines and written its scenes of of things, men have sought to rupture blood on the page of British history. the family compact, and to some extent The domestic relationship is productive have succeeded in loosening the most en- of evil, as well as good. It is favourable dearing and delightful relationships of for the growth of wickedness. Tares life. But violated law has inflicted its will ripen luxuriantly in it, as well as penalty, as it always will do, on so wanton wheat. and daring a doing. The framework of government has been shaken, the solidity of society has given way, and disorder, lawlessness, and tyranny, have held sway for a season, under the pretence of pro-law and God's authority are banishedmoting equality, fraternity, and freedom. Liberty without law, is no liberty, but a wicked national licentiousness, profitable to no one, but perilous to all.

"What myriads of families there are on this green earth, and also in our own much loved isle, without hope and without God! The household, where God's

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where no Divine oracle has ever been consulted-where no altar has ever been built-and where no sacrifice of prayer has ever been offered, are the tabernacles "The family constitution has often of the wicked. They are not homes, but been perverted, and has been the nursery hiding-places of the unrighteous. Each of unrighteousness. It has been power- is a congregation of evil doers; and, ful for a time for the resistance of right, like the dark places of the earth, they and for the oppression of the weak. It are frequently the habitations has taken the shape of clanship, where the members of one large family have measured their strength in deadly strife, with a neighbouring family. In this warfare the man with the strongest arm and with the boldest front in the battleFamily Godliness. By the Rev. James Gregory. Snow, Paternoster-row.

cruelty.'

"With another state of things we have to do. The family compact, from its deep native relationships, and from its tender intimate associations, has a fitness for great good. Perhaps a really deep-toned vigorous piety can only be reared under healthy home influences. The natural

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