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ay are we punished. As it has “My time is not yet come; " " The

en remarked, there are two potent 1 hour is come”-such was the language onarchs in our cities and towns at in which He spoke of His decease. It tose invitation the pestilence has was foreordained. Herein, surely, ne-King Dirt and King Drink. He was “made like unto his brethren." be amount of intemperance which Very striking are the words of the perails is well known to be fearfully patriarch, “All the days of my apirge, and the sanitary condition of pointed time will I wait till my change Taarifold back streets, courts, yards, comes.” Yes, our time, our days are s by-lanes, cannot be too strongly “appointed." They are planned in the tounced. The result is that hun wonderful, great scheme of the world's

have fallen victims to the malady | great Ruler. The old proverb is true, di which we speak. These poor vic “Every bullet has its billet.” The ties, however, are sacrifices for others. oft-quoted remark is correct, “Every Ther'death is vicarious. Through it man is immortal until his work is fe will be saved. Public attention is done."

lied to the wretched condition of When disease and death are around miserable streets and houses, and they us, let us remember this. Why should will be improved. Already good has we be troubled ? We are in God's een done. We are informed, on hands : can we do better than that? reliable authority, that London, for He has determined the time of our instance, was never so clean as it is death. We shall not die a moment ZIOy. To quote from an eminent sooner. We cannot live a second longer. author_"On the whole, and as a law, How needless, then, is terror and over& great epidemic purges the health of anxiety? What more can we wish 4 community. It is a well-known fact, than to die as and when God wills ? that cholera years are always followed “Well," perhaps some may say, by years in which the rate of mortality “if the hour of our death is fixed by is low; in which, in other words, the God, we need not trouble ourselves to tode of public health is high. Pestilence use means. If nothing will change is part of God's method of assay. Ho His purpuse, care and caution in times desires to keep humanity—the human of peril are superfluous." Byno means. sumina-strong and vitally vigorous.” Without entering into a controversy, I, then, pestilence achieves God's ends it is enough, surely, to ask attention to Ir the welfare of our race, we ought the chapter from which the verse benot to be unduly alarmed and stricken fore our attention is taken. Christ dewith care.

clared that certain occurrences would 2. "See that ve be not troubled," infallibly take place. Did He therefore sem ye are in God's hands. According encourage His disciples to neglect the to the Bible, that view of death is use of means ? Far from it. “Pray radically wrong which represents it as ye that your flight be not in the an interloper, who has intruded him winter ;” “Let him that is on the alf into the world without Divine housetop not come down:” “Flee into Kanction. He is God's minister. He the mountains”-these were His indoes God's work; would that we did it structions. There is a vast difference t's well! “ It is appointed unto men between the fatalism of Mahomet and ruce to die.” Nor is that all. The the Providence taught by Jesus Christ. tue of our death is also fixed. Not 3. “See that ye be not troubled," becadentally is the thread of life snap- l for trouble does no good, but much harm. pa in sunder. The hour of our enter- Supposing the disciples were troubled, Ig and that of our leaving the world what then? Would it arrest the are alike ordained of heaven. In this calamities threatened, or lessen them

spect, as in so many others, our when they actually came? Would it vedeemer was also our representative. I banish the gaunt form of famine, chase

away the hideous pestilence, or quench | in proportion as they complied with the hot firebrand of war? No.

the laws of health. In London, while It is always so. Our over-anxiety cholera was devastating the surroundis unavailing. The ocean foam is not ing population, the inmates of the more fruitless. “Which of you, by model lodging-houses were almost or taking thought, can add one cubit to | altogether exempt. On the south side his stature?

of the Thames, the mortality was more “What can thy anxious cares avail ? than three times greater, in proportion

These never-ceasing moans and sighs ? to the population, than on the north What can it help us to bewail

side.” Generally speaking, cleanliEach painful inoment as it flies ?

ness, temperance, and trustfulness ark Our cross and trials do but press

the true preventives and the efectual The heavier for our bitterness.”

antidotes of cholera. Many receipt When a dire plague rages, fear does

have been made public, but the best us not render us invulnerable. It is

all was written nearly two thousand no Styx whose waters render us secure years back, in a certain old book tha: from contagion. The very opposite is is well known. Look to Hebrews I. the case. So close and subtle is the

22, and you will find these words : connection between mind and body,

“Let us draw near with a true heart, that alarm is commonly the precursor in full assurance of faith, having our of malady. He who is in mortal fear

hearts sprinkled from an evil conof pestilence is almost sure to be visited

science, and our bodies washed with by it. “Harm watch, harm catch,” pure water.” Many are made the says the old adage, and it is true. There

victims of plague by bodily uncleanfore, “ See that ye be not troubled.”

ness; they are sinfully and absurdly “ Thou shalt not be afraid, for the

indifferent to “pure water." Others pestilence that walketh in darkness.” are cut down by the pestilence through 4. “See that ye be not troubled,”

fear, fear of death, and the remedy fur for God gives you the means of safety. that fear is “ our hearts sprinkled frull There are exceptions to every rule, an evil conscience." and God is not the slave of His own It has pleased God to hear prayer. It laws. Notwithstanding, the rule is

has seemed good to Him, as it usually this, that attention to the conditions of does, to honour the means Himself has health will result in safety, safety even appointed. He has stayed the dreadin times of public peril. We cannot

ful plague. Thanks be to His meri's! too emphatically protest against a great

May He help us to be truly grateful. mistake, most baleful in its influence,

Let none of us, however, now that the and often made touching the pestilence

plague has gone, forget its lessons. that has afflicted us. “Oh,” cry some,

Be it ours to remember especially, that “it is no respecter of persons. It falls

not only when cholera sounds the upon good and bad, diseased and alarm-call, but always God is teaching healthy, clean and unclean, and ruth

us the brevity and uncertainty of lit. lessly sweeps them away.” This is a

Beautiful and solemn are the lines of blunder. In an admirable sermon

Bishop Kingpreached before Her Majesty the Queen, by Dr. Robert Lee, of Edin

“The beating of thy pulse when thou art wal

18 just the tolling of thy passing bell. burgh, the following facts are stated : Night is thy hearse, whose sable canopy “Many things occurred during the late Covers alike diseased day and thee; visitation of cholera, which illustrate, in All, all these weeping dews that nightly fall the most remarkable manner, the ever Are but the tears shed for thy funeral." lasting and universal connection of obe Are we all ready for that funeral dience and reward. On that occasion it If any of us are not,“ now is the siwas found that towns, districts of towns, cepted time, now is the day of salvad even single tenements, were exempted tion,” now let us make it ours.


Tales and Sketches.

HE UNEXPECTED MESSENGER. | melancholy-good, and true, and ten

der, but utterly incapable of morbidThe pastor-Mr. Clyde-sat alone

ness or self-torture. He had interbis study, one Monday morning,

rupted her with a few sad words—told pressed by a heavy weight of de

her he was like the fig-tree in the pondency-a sense of failure and use

Bible; and since no fruit grew on his aless. I think, whether minister or

boughs, why should he be not cut off Amin, every earnest soul, trying

from the place where he was so useeartily to serve God, and make the

less ? Nay, was it not his duty to go ite here the preparation for the life

away himself; to leave the field to lateafter, has had such hours. At

some one who would till it better; to Pest, to every sensitive, easily-dis go out of the ministry altogether? ouraged soul they are familiar.

She had but one way of dealing with If you are a physiognomist you

such moods. She could not argue, nor night have read Mr. Clyde's character

did she think it well to use many words. y looking at him. His head was high,

She said, simply, with a matter-of-fact ither than broad. He was deficient,

air to which he always found it hard trhaps, in the combative element.

to oppose himself: Le face was pale—what we are wont “I think God knew, Walter. I call scholarly. The colour came into think if He had wanted some one else

cheeks sometimes, in moments of to work here, in Hillsbury, he would uitement, and the light into his eyes,

have sent some one else. As it is, He most as you have seen it in those

has sent you." "a sensitive girl. He was not ill;

Then she went out, and he heard her the gave one an impression of fra

light willing feet going upstairs and lity. His was just the nature to

down about her busy ways; and now mrathise with others, to the finest

and then snatches of her singing als of emotion—to suffer with those

floated in to him—a clear, hopeful to suffered, and to be worn and ha

voice, chanting the grand old words: sed by that suffering. He was very Were with himself too; given to

“ Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, atch himself morbidly, and suspect

But trust Him for His grace;

Behind a frowning providence mself of coldness, or carelessnes, or

He hides a smiling face.” firmity somewhere, the moment his Doess failed to come up to his own But the words sung themselves to his sal standard.

ear only ; his uncheered, heavy heart It seemed to him that he had failed did not quicken with any pulse of joylate. He thought he had done no ful faith. He opened his window at . 4-that his words had all beon vain last, and looked out. He thought the Etling that the autumn would find fresh, balmy air of the June morning,

Tipe fruit in his vineyard. His the birds filling the world with melody, te bad been in striving to comfort the blue sky bending so lovely, one or il. She had set a glass full of roses all might have for him some language

his table, She had tried to say of hope. Like one of old, he desired mething cheery, for she was just the a sign from the Lord. “If he would life he needed -as blithe as he was but send me a messenger, that I might

know whether my feet are set in the concluded to be seeking employment right way,” he sighed, longingly. | in other towns, but when the publit And the sky was very blue, but no imagination chose to suppose him bust angel face looked from its deep still- | in some unproved deeds of darkness ness; the air was full of balm, but no What could Black Jake want of him whito wing cleft it; the birds sang, but A man of stronger physique than the no miracle taught them to speak to minister might well have been excused him. In all the wide quiet of the for some reluctance at the thought o landscape he saw but one moving going into the heart of the woods f figure-a little girl coming across the meet this stranger of whom he he fields.

heard only evil. But Mr. Clyde She drew nearer and nearer, and not wanting in courage. If any id: gradually he became interested in of personal danger crossed his mi watching her. As she approached he it only served to exhilarate his depress saw that she wore no familiar aspect. spirits and vitalize his languid pule The graceful tidiness of the village “Of course I will go," he sai girls was wanting to her. She walked “ but is your father sick? Why do carelessly, her feet encased in great, he want me?" heavy boots, utterly heedless of stone “ I don't know, sir. I don't this or marsh-straight on, towards his he's sick. He don't eat moe house-on, into his yard. With a though. He's been going on strangel vague wonder he reached the door as and he told me to fetch the parse soon as she did, and met an unknown Says he, I'll try him.'” face. A face browned by spring winds What this trial was to be the min and summer suns, with wide mouth ster could not guess. He took his bar and rugged features, but lit by great and cane, and stepped into anothie dark eyes, earnest, yet shy, which room just to say to his wife that searched his countenance with swift, was sent for to see a man, and mig! intuitive comprehension, and then not be home until late. Then dropped their lids while she told her walked away rapidly, determined th errand.

she should ask no questions and g “If it's not too much trouble, sir, no knowledge which could cause her could you come with me a couple of anxious day. He followed the qu miles into Tiott Woods? My father is footsteps of his curious guide act in a great strait to see you, and he the fields, wondering vaguely on wi don't want to come here.”

errand he was going; but his spur “ Who is your father?”

rising with the quick motion and t “ Jake Robinson, sir."

free air-conscious all the while of Jake Robinson ! The minister drew blue sky, the soft, thick grass, a long breath of wonder. The man songs which the birds sang to him never set foot in his church, in any beginning too, to feel that he was 1 church, probably. No one know of any alone, to remember who had a actual crimes which he had committed, “ My presence shall go with the but then he looked capable of any the way.” crime. Mr. Clyde had met him once They came into the woods at lengt in the woods, and knew him by the the dense green woods; where the s evil eyes gleaming out from under light was tempered, and glinted 808 heavy, black brows, which had made through the thick boughs, and there every one call him “Black Jake.” songs of the birds grew awesome His means of living were uncertain the stillness. On, until they cane a day's work here and there; hunting, sight of a long, low, one-story hot fishing, his own scanty garden, mys - brown with the rains and snown terious absences now and then, when many slow years-a house that mat ho might have been reasonably enough you think of barracks or a hospital

Topewalk, 'perhaps, but never of a , make a friend of Him. I hain't done bine. It is possible that just one all the things that the folks in town whade of fear coloured the wondering accuse me of; but I've done more bad

xpectation which hurried Mr. Clyde deeds than I can ever reckon up in this op to that door.

world. It strikes me that I may have It was open, and he followed the to count 'em over in the next. I don't child in. There sat Black Jake, on a think there's any way, when a man's apoden settle, leaning forward, his black all through, by name and natur

bows resting upon his knees, his both, to get him clean again-do you? ked on his hands, his eyes glittering You said, that night, that we must srngely out of his haggard face. come as little children-but I don't see

"So 'ee brought the parson, Nance ? how we can ever do that. I s'pose Taal, I'll try him."

I was as harmless a young chap, when "Can I help you ?" the minister I played round my mother, as you was; 3d gently, sitting down near him. I but them days are gone long ago, and

"Don't know. You can try. May now I'm Black Jake-black enough.” se there's help—maybe none."

The old wonder--the old doubt. Just then his wife, a limp, faded “ How can a man be born when he is winan, came into the room, and spoke

old ?" deprecatingly,

The minister, his face radiant with He ain't cross, Jake ain't. It's heavenly pity, looked at this poor soul oily his way. He's been suffering groping through the dark to find God. dreadful, and I told him to send for His sensitive, sympathetic nature you. You see, he was comin' home quivered to every pang of desolate fron a day's work last Wednesday terrorand longing which had shaken this night, and he made a short cut which solitary, starving fellow creature. He took him through meetin'us yard. The felt himself now, if never before, God's Funders was open and he heard you say servant; divinely commissioned to offer somethin' that took hold on him. He that bread which if a man eat he shall U to shake it off, but somehow it live for ever. He told the whole Gosmuck by him, and I thought maybe pel story-ah ! had he ever told it beyou could put him in the way o' feelin' fore to such an eager listener P-told

it all through, and lingered longest Ir. Clyde's mind went back to when he came to the thief who hung Eat Wednesday evening. He remem on the cross, and received even there, Dared how, in turning over the leaves

condemned for his sin and dying, the his Bible for some passage on which

promise of the life eternal, for at that to base his “remarks,” his attention point, for the first time, his hearer's had been seized and held by the words

eye kindled with a dim ray of hope.

And Black Jake listened, and shook, * Whither shall I go from thy Spirit ? or

at last, with the conflict which raged Seither shall I flee from thy presence ?

in his soul, as a reed shaken by the " I ascend up into heaven thou art

wind. It seemed to him that shadowy, dere: if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou

unseen forms, spirits of evil, were

holding him back from faith and from 2"If I take the wings of the morning, and well in the uttermost parts of the sea;

prayer. His trembling knees he could Even there shall thy hand lead me, and

not bend, but at last, borne down by right hand shall hold me.”

his woe and his despair, he fell prone

on the ground, and lay there torn by Black Jake raised his head and the sobs of such an agony as the suok back his matted hair.

minister had never encountered before You showed pretty plain,” he in all his ministry.

hat we can't get away from All through the long, still summer and I've never done anything to | afternoon the voice of prayer, a strong

David :

et there.

said, " that we can

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