ing to do all without the captain. Trust to your captain, my little sailors; steer where he bids you; avoid the evils and dangers which the Bible and your teachers warn you against. 'Avoid them-pass not by them; turn from them and pass away.' Then, wherever or however you die, whether in a storm on the mighty ocean, or in a calm and peaceful home on land, you shall enter into heaven, the harbour of eternal joy. To Jesus look, howe'er distress'd, Your affectionate first afflicted, and you may suppose his kind mother was very much frightened lest he should die while his mind was so full of play and playthings, instead of repentance for this thoughtlessness. Well, she used to talk to him and pray with him. He listened, but kept crying out, I want to get better,' which of course only made his kind mother more sorry than ever. Well, what could she do? She did not know, till at last she thought, while she was sitting up with him one night, that she would tell her son how great a sinner she had been once, but God in His mercy bad pointed it out to her, and that now, through the blessed Jesus Christ, who died for all sinners that believe in Him, she herself was saved. Just as she was talking to him and explaining these things, her dear little Thompson was touched to the heart, and he saw that he was a sinner too, and soon afterward he prayed and told his mother that God had made him happy; from that time he was a new creature in Jesus. He was MEMOIR OF A LITTLE BOY.Once there was a nice little boy, who was the son of a very pious and good mother, who always wished him to do what was right; but he spent the few short years of his life in a careless, dull, and thoughtless manner. Would you like to know his name? Well, I will tell you it was Thompson Lang-willing either to die or to live, staff; and although he never went to bed at night, nor got up in the morning, without saying his prayers, yet he only repeated them without thinking of what he was about; so you see he was only pretending to do what he really ought to have done. Now this pretence is very displeasing to God, who knew this little boy's heart, and who knows our hearts too. Well, it happened that Thompson Langstaff was one day taken very ill, he consequently could not play with his top or whip, neither could he relish his sweetmeats or enjoy his half holiday that the schoolmaster gave. He was about eight years old when he was But the fear of death being taken Feb. 7.-A girl nine years of age seemed much impressed with what she heard at school. One morning the teacher had been speaking against the evil of sabbath profanation, and little M., deeply affected, rehearsed the matter to her mother. In order to ascertain if she still recollected this subject, her mother requested her one sabbatb morning, a short time afterwards, to go to the well and fetch some water. She looked her mother wealth, and the great estates he had in possession, which generally feed the pride of young people of high rank, Socrates carried him to a geographical map, aud asked him to find Attica. It could scarcely be perceived upon the draught; he found it, however, though with much difficulty; but upon being desired to point out his own estate there-It is too small,' said he, to be distinguished in so little a space.' See, then,' replied the philosopher, how much you are affected about an imperceptible point of land!' 6 If our best treasure be above, in the face, and replied with And while our thoughts shall upward tears, But God will see me, mother; for he sees and knows rise, We shall behold the heavenly prize. pride He (the King of heaven) is able to abase.' all that we do. Have you for- DANIEL iv. 37. Those that walk in gotten what we heard in school about the evil of breaking the sabbath? I will rise early tomorrow morning, and bring you as much water as you please.' From needless works we must refrain, Lest we offend a gracious God; All labour for our wordly gain Incurs the vengeance of His rod. 2 CHRON. xxxiv. 3.- For in the eighth year of his reign, while he was yet young, he began to seek after the God of David his father.' Feb. 14. Amongst other things which the illustrious Beza gave thanks for to God in his last will and testament was this, -that he became a real Christian at the age of sixteen, by which he was prevented from the commission of many sins which would otherwise bave overtaken him and rendered his life less happy. O let me, then, without delay Begin to seek the Lord, and pray That heavenly wisdom, grace, and truth May guide my heart in early youth. MATT. vi. 21.-'Where your treasure is, there will your heart be also. Feb. 21.. One day when Alcibiades was boasting of his Feb. 28. A young lady, about twenty, had been born to a rich inheritance, and was the only child of parents who were exceedingly fond of her. Nothing was spared to make her education as a lady of fashion complete; but dress was the idol of the mother's heart. The daughter was gay, and answered all the mother's hopes in making a display in the fashionable world. But the hour of sickness came. It was a dreadful bour, for it was the termination of all her hopes. The minister was called in. talked of death, judgment, and eternity. She had never heard such language addressed to her, and she trembled. In the dying bour she called for some of her fine clothes. When they were brought she looked up to her mother and said,These have ruined me. You never told me I must die. You taught me that my errand into this world was to be gay and dressy, and to enjoy the vanities of life. What He could you mean? You knew I must die and go to judgment. You never told me to read the bible, or go to church, unless to make a display of some new finery. Mother, you have ruined me! Take them away, and keep them as a remembrance of your sin, and my sad end.' She died in a few moments after. The proud God will despise Whatever they assume; They trust in vanities and lies, And fearful is their doom. If Christ, the Lord of all, Himself for sinners gave: May my proud heart before him fall, And feel his power to save. LITTLE JANE.-A little girl who had always been remarkable for her obedience to her parents, refused one morning to go to school. Her mother expressed much surprise, and said. My dear, why do you not wish to go? It is high time; the bell has rung, so put on your bonnet and get ready, or I fear you will be too late, and you know if you are, it will displease Mrs. West very much; for she, like all other teachers, dislikes to have her scholars late.' 'I cannot go yet.' 'What is the matter, Jane? don't you feel well?' said her mother. Yes, mother, but I have this morning neglected to go by myself. I have not thanked my heavenly Father for the kind care he has taken of me the past night, neither have I asked him to keep me from sin during the day, I am sure I cannot think of going to school until I do.' 'Why, my child,' replied mother, as it is getting late, perhaps you had better defer it until you come home-and when you are going along, you can raise your thoughts to God, and he will listen to you." 'No, mother,' said little Jane, 'this will not do, for I once tried it, and nothing went right with me the all day.' Her mother pressed her no longer, but bade her go and implore God's blessing to rest upon her. This dutiful child did so, and was happy and cheerful the remainder of the day. May her example lead others to seek the Lord and trust in him. THE DREAM OF THE FUTURE. 'I DREAM of the future, In fancy I roam Adown its long vista, The future's my home; Its domes are of crystal, With rainbows illum'd, Its groves are of amaranth, Ever perfum'd; Its birds are of Paradise- Of the future for me." 'I like not the past. For it tells me of nought Of joy I would trace, A sorrowful face. 'Tis meagre and cold, A dwelling too real, My wishes to hold; I fly from its dull And monotonous din, To welcome my dream Of the future again." Stay, stay little trifler, The future may be Eternal for thee. To follow thee there, When the last trumpet rolls, That dream of the future Has ruin'd their souls. E. H. T. Printed and published by JOSEPH GILLETT, of No. 3, Clarence Street, Chorlton-uponMedlock, in the parish of Manchester, at the Office of GILLETT and MOORE, No. 2, Brown Street, Manchester, in the County of Lancaster.-FEBRUARY 1st, 1847. BEING enabled through the kindness of a lady who has visited the tomb of Dr. Doddridge, at Lisbon, to present our readers with an accurate drawing of it, the occasion seems a fit one to call attention to that eminent scholar and divine. The particulars of Dr. Doddridge's history lie in a small compass, He was born in London, June 26th, 1702: he preached his first sermon at Hinckley, in Leicestershire, July 22nd, 1722: he settled at Kilworth and Market Harborough in 1723 he commenced his academy at Midsummer, 1729; and on the 24th of December the same year he finally D settled at Northampton. He died in peace at Lisbon, where he went for health, October 26th, 1751, aged fifty, and was buried in the cemetery belonging to the British Factory in that city. But-rightly to estimate this illustrious servant of God; to conceive of his ardent zeal as a believer in Christ; to comprehend the glowing piety and devotion by which his noble spirit was animated; to become acquainted with his industry, his benevolence, his candour, his cheerfulness, his courteous politeness, his meekness, and his moderation, the Memoirs of his Life, Character, and Writings' by Job Orton, one of the most precious pieces of biography ever written, must be studied, The 'writings' need no eulogium, and we fondly hope that not a few of our readers know them: especially the Sermons to the Young; the Discourses on Regeneration, and the Power and Grace of Christ; the Life of Colonel Gardiner; and that Treatise on the Rise and Progress of Religion in the Soul,' which has been blessed to the conversion and edification of thousands. Dr. Doddridge's lines, written under the motto of his family arms Dum vivimus vivamus though well known, can hardly be too often brought to remembrance. Dr. Johnson regarded them as constituting one of the finest epigrams in the English language. Do they not furnish a nice exercise for the youthful memory? tures as children, or even youn persons, exist. We may listen and see children listening, sab bath after sabbath to discourses beautiful it may be, to older peo ple, and useful too, but quite unin telligible to children. In general, it has always struc me, that our clergy shoot too high quite over the heads of the age poor of the flock, as well as ove the heads of the children. Nov as the latter form a portion of th auditory, I think it but fair the they should have their share sermon. If they form a sixth the listeners, they would seet entitled to, at least, five minute of a half-hour's sermon. I do no wish the whole of the sermo brought down to the capacity o children, as there must be th strong meat for the fathers, a well as the milk for babes it Christ. But, how easy would i be for the preacher to turn to thi young, ere he closes, and in sim ple, very simple language, gi through his discourse briefly and impress it on them. I do hope some will be induced to de this, and I am sure a blessing will attend it. I am, sir, yours, obediently, A FRIEND TO CHILDREN. TREMENDOUS FACT.-In a report lately read at a meeting of the Total Abstinence Society, in the Independent Sabbath School, at Pilkington near Manchester, it was stated that one of the committee, anxious to know how far intemperance had already gone the school, selected eight scripture classes containing eighty-one boys, when he found that every third boy had been drunk! SUNDAY SCHOOLS IN PALACES. The Bishop of Ripon has lately set apart a portion of his episcopal palace to be used as a Sunday School for the children of the | neighbourhood. |