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ger of your falling into sin, and so I 3. To the unconcerned I would say, bringing disgrace on the name of behold here the only “ tried stone and Jesus. In answer to this too, remem- sure foundation." Build wherever ber the text-"a tried stone." He else you may, than on Christ crucified, has said that His grace shall be all will come to ruin. Think that sufficient for you, and His strength "other foundation can no man lay than shall be made perfect in your weak that is laid, which is Jesus Christ." ness.
THERE's not a cheaper thing on earth,
Nor yet one half so dear;
Or thousands gained a year.
It maketh poverty content,
To sorrow whispers peace;
For mortals to increase.
A charm to banish grief away,
To free the brow from care-
Spreads gladness everywhere.
And yet 'tis cheap as summer's dew
That gems the lily's breast
As ever man possessed.
As smiles the rainbow through the cloud
When threat'ning storm begins
That still its sweet way wins.
When waves conflicting foam-
The angel to our home.
With power unheard before-
Good temper—'tis the choicest gift
That woman homeward brings,
To bliss unknown to kings.
Tales and Sletches.
THIE DISAPPOINTED BROTHER | pain at his sad delusion. These gilded JONES.
nightmares, dangerous as they are, are The church on earth is the best type
sometimes not a little amusing to Te hare of that in heaven; but how
lookers-on. The sleeping victim calls fund it resembles the peace and love
out from his high place, denouncing
the languid and stupid; or the one inand joy of the upper sanctuary! Its |
flated with pride urges humility on the m-ribers are men of like passions with others; they are beset with temptations;
poor souls who are content with lowly
spheres and hard service. It is like they groan, being burdened ; they cry, "Who shall deliver us from this
the pursued pickpocket turning round
and shouting, “Stop thief,” to the body of death ?” They know their
crowd that follows him ; or like the shortcoming, and a world of critics
midnight incendiary rousing knows it too, and often taunts them
the with the question : “What do ye more
sleepers with the stentorian cry of, than others :
“Fire! fire!” But, with all her infirmities, the
The golden chain which bound tho church in the wilderness owns Christ
| members into one body was not quito as her King, and His Word as her law. perfect in the church,
perfect in the church to which our She strives against sin, groans under
good--but not wholly sanctified-the load, and cries for deliverance
brother Jones belonged. A link was sad this while the self-righteous
broken, here and there, which not only worldling moves proudly on through
marred the beauty, but also weakened tufis, and at last has no bands in his
the chain. But mark the chain was death. Here is the chief difference
all thore, and most who were encircled otten manifested between weak and
by it were striving to repair the faltering saints and proud worldly
breaches. But they had within the koralists.
circle this one most unmanageable None who know the struggle with
brother Jones. He was strong by the world, the flesh, or the devil, will reason of years, of money, and above condemn those who are encompassed
all, of a tremendous will. He would with peculiar temptations; but neither
never take the simplest thing for Rould they cast a cloak over any
granted; never think as others did consistency, and thus become par
if he could help it; and never yield to bikers in a brother's sin.
a majority. If reminded that this last Sometimes Satan gains such an
was a ruling principle with Baptists, kvantage over a wandering Christiar,
he would ask if a man must yield his Lat he dazzles him with false lights,
conscience up into the hands of a a blindfolds him with self-interest,
majority. If so, he would at once mutil he leads him into a quagmire
press into the“ broad road :" wat defiles his garments. He may altre him to some pinnacle, and flatter
“For thousands walk together there." liza into the belief that he is a great No; brother Jones would remain man in the church, and that wisdom upright, though forced to stand alone; Fill die with him; and not seldom
and alone he usually did stand, fancyles he then cast him down from his / ing himself a beacon-light to warn wimble height to awake in shame and l others against the breakers around
the high rocks which he called | realities of eternity and the value of “worldly popularity.”
the immortal soul were presented so The questions at stake between him vividly to the minds of Christians, that and his brethren, at other times, had they were all alive and active in tho been both great and small; a case of work of the Lord. But, for a season, discipline, a choice in pastors, the hiring the church of which brother Jones was of a chapel-keeper, and changing the a member remained like the heath in hour of afternoon service; now it was the wilderness; the gracious influence a decision between the old stove, which did not extend to her. Then he took helped to freeze the congregation, and alarm ; for, notwithstanding his stuba new furnace to keep them warm. bornness, he did love Zion above his In each case his opinion was founded | chief joy. He thought of visiting the on principle; and presuming that no minister, but his will was not broken one else could be actuated by the same | enough for that; so he wrote to him, high motive, he resolved to stand his telling how his soul was mored at this ground till he carried the day. The desolation, and stating to him why case now became, “ Brother Jones his church was left of God when the versus everybody else.” And this great other bodies of Christians were enjoyunanimity only increased his great | ing a refreshing from His presobstinacy.
ence. And this was the reason, 85 The furnace--that hated innovation he quoted it : on the good old days gone by—was at
“The Spirit, like a peaceful dove, last fixed in the basement, and a fire
Flies from the scenes of noise and strife." made in it one Saturday afternoon. The good brother gave up his pew, The minister knew of no “ noise and “ because he couldn't sit so near a strife,” but believed in his soul that register, and breathe such heated air ; there were praying men and women but he wasn't going to let an old among his people for whose crying furnace prevent him from hearing the God would soon appear; and his faith gospel!” So he took possession of a was strengthened by the apparent great corner-pew, near the pulpit, relenting and the anxiety of brotha which was usually empty; opened the Jones, who had proposed that a meetwindow in it to its largest capacity ; | ing of the church be called at once, threw his red and yellow bandana over for mutual confession, humiliation, and his bald head to keep off the wind; prayer. He had been thinking of this folded his arms; and settled himself himself, and resolved to accede to the gravely-which nobody else could do request. to hear the sermon.
The evening appointed for the meet If the furnace did not prevent ing came, and a deep, tender spiri brother Jones from hearing the gospel, pervaded the place. There wen it prevented his doing anything else. prayers and confessions and tears, and It drew his purse-strings, it kept him there were expressions of strong trust from prayer-meetings, it cooled his in God, and faith in His promises, and love towards his brethren, it soured | a belief that the cloud of mercy Fas his spirit, and destroyed his comfort. even then gathering above them, and IIe couldn't think, he couldn't read, he that soon the shower would descond couldn't meditate, he couldn't pray, Love and harmony marked the meetand at last he couldn't eat! Sleeping, and many felt the blessed in forsook his pillow, and he was about fluence so strong that they would as wretched as it was possible for a gladly have tabernacled there, rathe man to be. While in this state of | than return to the chilling air mind, the Spirit of God visited the earthly scenes. Then up rose brothe community. One church and another Jones, and, in a tone of bitter dis was roused from sleep, and the l appointment, addressed the meeting the way.
He had hoped to find his brothren | spasms in the throat; “it is that tumbled! He believed the only way matter of the furnace!" b real Christian joy lay through the There was a rustling all through valley of humiliation; but he saw no the vestry, and a smile was noticed on +37dence that his brethren and sisters many a face. und been down there! He had heard “I mean," added brother Jones,
blession, but it was very general ; “the sins that grew out of that matter Et wanted the confession to be mutual -the divisions and heartburnings there su particular. His had been sincere, have been among us ever since it was i, be had suffered long and sorely by put in !” Las Fanderings. Now he wanted One after another declared that they step to follow in his steps, and to knew of no sin connected with the
berber that, however we might furnace, and could not therefore conCare others, we could not deceive fess. Poor brother Jones had to carry
all the sins, and make all the conA brother then rose and said, very fession, of the entire anti-furnace solemnly, that he thought there had party that night. Nota little chagrined leen deep and sincere confession, and by the trap he had fallen into, he rose wsked if the brother had any par and left the meeting, saying, as he ticular sin in mind which he felt stood passed out, “I thought the call was
for mutual confession.” Ah, poor There was a moment's pause, during wanderer! He had hoped to find which the restry clock ticked awfully the way back to peace by laying his ud. The silence became terribly sin on the shoulders of others. ainful, for it seemed like a blow But, like honest, upright men, they truck at the holy influence all had felt would not take the unjust load. a their souls. At length brother They had enough sins of their own Jones got up, and after an un to bear. mfortable sensation in his throat, Brother Jones slept less that night, which had to be attended to first, said; | and ate less the next day, than ever.
A brother asks if there is any He could bear his lot no longer. He articular sin in the church which I stopped talking of “mutual conBank ought to be confessed. There fession,' feeling that he had work d; and until it is done, we can't have enough to occupy him in his own
breast. The struggle ended, and he "We are here, I trust, as a loving
came out a humbler and better man. amily,' said the pastor from the desk,
The next Sabbath he took the bandana "and there is no danger in being off his head, returned to his own pew, andid. Tell all you fear, brother;
and found that he could breathe heated end, whether it implicates pastor or
air without its causing death. He was rivatemember, we will bear it meekly,
never after heard to utter the word i believe."
“furnace," never to talk of mutual Brother Jones rose again, and again
confession, and never afterwards made Id a strangling sensation in his
any outward resistance against the Shroat. This being subdued by
majority of his brethren in small temgorous efforts, he remarked again :
poral matters. "I wanted this meeting called for metual confession, but nobody has titessed what I wanted them to.”
CALLING THE FERRYMAN. " What is that ?” asked a brother.
* asked a brother. THEY reached the river, the father and "Why-why-why-I should think | his little daughter, late in the evening. ad all know," replied brother | The woods through which they had douce, still afflicted with painful passed reached to the very brink; and
as the night was cloudy, and very | father stood near her, distressed tha dark, the woods seemed to render the his child must cross this river, and gloom profoundly deep. Far away | he not be able to go with her. For on the opposite shore was here and days and nights he had been, with her there a twinkling light in the small | mother, watching over her, and learing scattered houses ; while farther off her bedside only long enough to take still were the bright lamps of the his meals, and pray for the life of his great city whither they were going. precious child. The little child was weary and sleepy, For hours she had been slumberin: and chilled by the evening air. very quietly, and it seemed as if her Nothing but urgency would have in | spirit was to pass away without her duced the father to be out with her waking again ; but, just before the thus. As they came to the ferry, they morning watch, she suddenly awoku, found the boat over on the other side, with the eye bright, the reason unwhere the ferryman lived. So the clouded, and every faculty alive. A father shouted and called, but no voice sweet smile was playing on the face. answered ; then he would walk to and “Father, I have come again to the fro, and speak to his child, and try to river-side, and am again waiting for comfort her; then he would call again the ferryman to come and carry me and again. At length they saw a over." little light move, and heard the moving "Does it seem dark and cold as :: of the boat. Nearer and nearer the did when we crossed the river?" noise came, but it was too dark to see "Oh, no! There are no dark, gloost the boat. But it came across, and the trees here. The river is not black, but travellers entered it.
covered with floating silver. The buat “Father!”
coming towards me seems to be male “Well, my child ?”
of solid light; and, though the ferty, “It's very dark, and I can't see the man looks dark, I am not afraid : shore where we are going !"
him !” “No, little one; but the ferryman " Can my child see across ti knows the way, and we shall soon be
river?" over, and then soon home in the “Oh, yes! but instead of the little city, where will be light and a good | twinkling light here and there, a
before, I can see a great, beautifa “Oh, I wish we were there, father!” city, flooded with light and glory. I
Slowly and gently the boat swung see no sun and no lamp, no moon at off in the stream; and though it was stars; but it's full of light. Ah!] dark, and the river seemed to run fast, hear music too, coming softly ore they were carried safely over, and the the river, sweet as the angels avuk child soon forgot her great fear. In make!” a short time after they landed she “Can you see any one on the other reached her home, where loving arms bank of the river?" received her, where the room was “Why, why, yes! I see One, the warm with fire, and was flooded with most beautiful form I ever saw!--and light. On the bosom of love she what a face! what a smile! And 109 rested, and her chills and terrors He beckons me to come. O ferrymag passed away.
make haste! I know who it is: ! Some months after this, the same is Jesus !my own blessed Jesus! little child had come to another river, I shall be received into His arms : darker, deeper, and more fearful still. shall rest in His bosom!" It was the River of Death. When | “Is my little daughter afraid?" she first came near it, the air seemed « Afraid, dear mother? Not a hit cold, and darkness covered it, and all | I think of my Psalm, Though soemed like night. The same loving' walk through the valley of the shador