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" X was thinking, dear mamma, about what you

Of the little ones suffering from hunger and oold.
How they wandered about with most nothing to

With no one to love them, and no one to oare.

And you said there were many thus friendle and

Whoee parents were cruel, or else they had none.
Oh mother ! I pity them so from my heart,
I'm sure I can't help it the tear-drops will start;
And I wish I ooald send them some good thing or

That would make them so happy, like me and sweet


What can I do, mother, these poor ones to Ueas,
And make their hard burden of poverty lees.'*

"'Tis little, my darling, that small hands oan do,
Still you oan do tomeUUng^ and that you may, too :
I am glad you remember the poor in your joy,
For you've many bright blessings, my sweet girl

and boy.
Oh, ever be thankful to Him who has given
Such mercies on earth, and a promise of heaven,
And forget not to pray for the homeless and sad,
But like Jesus, on earth, make the sorrowAiI, glad.



Miss Edith was indeed dead. She had
long been delicate and fragile, and her
physician had said that she was liable at
any momdht to be carried off with disease
of the heart, but she had kept up, and
managed to accomplish more than many
persons of robust constitution. The par-
ticulars of her death were these. The
night was a \ery cold one, and her grand-
mother, with whom she slept, awoke
about midnight and found her kneeling
beside the bed. She was surprised to
find her up, and calling gently said,'' Edith,
my child, why you'll take your death-cold.
Make haste to bed." She Btill remained
in an attitude of prayer, and when at
length she rose, she said, '' Oh ! grandma,
I was so concerned about my Sunday-
school class, I found no peace until I got
up, and prayed for them." In the morn-
ing when her grandmother awoke, the
reached oyer, and as was her custom took
Edith's hand in hers. But it was cold as
a corpse, and gare not back the wonted
pressure of affection.

A chill struck to her heart, as she
quickly raised up, and trembling called,
" Edith, my darling.** There was no re-
sponse. Her lovely and beloyed grand-
child was cold in death !

The day of Miss Edith's funeral was k
sad one to all. The church had lost a star
whose radiance it eould ill afford to lose i|i
this age, when the glimmering tapers of
faith seem to be " hid under a bushel," and
the •* love of many waxeth cold." AJl felt
that her place in the Sunday-school eould
never be filled, and when the minister
spoke ot the ufiefulness and zeal, the
heart-whole piety, and sweet winningness
of their dear teacher's character, her attach-
ment to her class, and dwelt upon the
touching fact that thoughts of them and
their salvation were woven with her last
thoughts of earth, the emotion of the chil-
dren could no longer be oentroUed, and
though they knew that their dear Mist
Edith had gone to dwell amongthe anffels,
yet they could not but weep over her loss,
*' mourning most of all that they should
see her face no more." But more sad
because more tinctured with the bittemeis
of remorse, were the tears of Kittie, as

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with pwsionate exelamationt of grief the
olimg to the coffin, aad leemed sobbing
her very life away. Poor penitent Kittie,
yoor sobs and plaintive cries eannot
awaken the dead !

^* The yoioa is hashed— the gentle yoloe
That told yon of ft Savioar'e love,

And mftde^ the yonthftil breast rejoice
In hope of heaven, the home above.

The eye is diiB - the loving eye
That beamed so fondly on you here ;

Sealed ap in death, the anxioos sigh
No more bedews it with a tear."

Dear Sabbath-sohool children^if any of
you ever feel like treating your teacher
with disrespect or rudeness, check the un-
gracious impmlse — think of Kittie Gray,
and pause ere you utter words that will
long be to yon a source of bitter regret.
Ah, your teachers merit all the respect,
and gratitude, and affection you can give
them. When you are dull or impatient,
they bear with you ; they strive to make
great truths plain to your comprehension,
they faithfully instruct you "without
money and without price," they have your
eternal interests deeply at heart, they pray
for you, oh ! so earnestly, that God may
make you " wise unto salvation," and all
they expect in return for their efibrtsto
benefit you morally and spiritually, is
your proper appreciation, and affectionate
regard. Will you deny them these!
Rather, will you not suffer them to lead
you into the ^' green pastures and beside
the still waters," where the lambs of
Christ follow the good Shepherd whither-
soever he goeth, that you may be made
meet to enter at length into those higher
and more glorious fields were His flock
abide forever.

" In that beaatifiil place He has gone to prepare

For all who are washed and forgiven.
Oh I many yoong ehlldren are gathering there.
For of suoh la the kingdom of heaven."

C. J. o.
DeW'Drop Dtl«.

Vor tho Advooafta and Ooantiaii.


Holt Father I through the day
Thou hast gently oheered my way.
And firom morn to eventide
Then hsst been lAy oonstant gnide.

Thus, as gleams the twilight dew

In the violet's eye of bine,

And while lilies offer up

Incense in their flragrant onp,

I woald on the bended knee

Bend up heart-praise, Lord, to Thee.

Oh I If OB my sunny path
I have esBsed one shade of wrath,
If a slnfol thooght hath rest
I9 the oalm lake of my breast,
Bestter every wave of sin,
Ifinor bat thjseif witiUn I

Through the oomlng scenes of life.
With their struggle, with their strife
Let me feel that Thou art near,
Calming every doabt and fear,
Then shall thomless flowers bloom,
Stars light up this <* vale of gloom.*'

Holy Father, whilst I sleep
Let thine angels vigils keep
Bound my couch, with wings outspread.
Shielding my defenseless head ;
And if I should pass away
Ere the rosy dawn of day,
May my spirit mid the night
Biae to Thee with wings of light
Daw-Dvpp Dale.

Stephen Allbn's Pocket Piece. — ^In
the pocket-book of Hon*. Stephen Allen,
who was drowned from on board the Hen-
ij Clay, was found a printed slip, appar-
ently cat from a newspaper, of which the
following is a copy.

Keep good company, or none. Never
be idle. If your hands can't be usefully
employed, attend to the oijUlivation of
your mind. Always speak the truth. Make
few premises. Lire up to your engage-
ments. K®^ y^'^' ^^"^ secrets, if you
have any. when you speak to a person,
look him in the face. Groed company and
good conversation are the very sinews of
virtue. Good character is above all things
else . Your character cannot be essentially
injured except bv your own aots. If any
one speaks ill of you, let your life be so
that none will believe him. Drink no
kind of intoxicating liquors. Ever live
(misfortune excepted) within your income.
When you retire to bed, think over what
you have been doing during the day.
Make no haste to be rich, if you would
prosper. Small and steady gains give
competency with tranquillity of mind.
Never play at any game of chance. Avoid
temptation, through fear ^ you may not
withstand it. Bam money before you
spend it. Never run in^o debt unless you
see a way to get out again. Never borrow
if you can possibly avoid it. Never speak
evil of any one. Be just before you are
generous. Keep yourself innocent, if you
would be happy. Save when you are
young to spena when you are old. Read
over the above maxims at least once a

For the Advooata and Ooudiso.


It was night, and a weary mother sat
in her little nursery. The toils and cares
of the day were ended, or rather sus-

§ ended, for a mother's cares never end.
'he hum of youthful voices was heard in
an adjoining room, and three little sleep-
ers lay in stillness around her. Cluiet and
solitude were luxuries she seldom enjoyed.
No wonder that thought was busy, and
memory's storehouse unlocked. She had
reached the meridian of life, and seemed

to herself to be standing on a gentle emi-
nence midway between life's' threshold
and its close. Behind her, like a familiar
picture, lay the past, and before, in dim
and shadowy perspective, was the un-
trodden future. Memory flitted rapidly
back through the vista of the past, and in
imagination she again stood at the en-
trance-way of her active life. " Twenty
years ago," mused she, " and hope was in
the ascendent. Mine, I thought were
noble ends and aims. I had not chosen
the world for my portion, but a mission of
usefulness. I was ready to welcome the
toil of such a life, if I might but joyfully
reap the golden harvests." For a few
moments her mind dwelt on her happy
school days, and the period she spent in
imparting instruction to others. Then
memory took a lingering survey of the
long and eventful years of home mission-
ary life, with its "lights and shades," till
it neared the point, where the past was
merged into the present. " Ah, me," she
sighed," what have 1 done and what am I
doing t Not certainly what I hoped to do.
A wandering toilsome life, a numerous
family, and sickness and care have con-
sumed my energies. I look out on the
field, and see when and where I would
lend a helping hand, but the privilege is to
me as " forbidden fruit." " Weighed in
the balances and found wanting," is the
verdict of my own heart.

Little voices in another roem here sung
out in the sweet hymn, " There is a happy
land." The mother's eyes filled with
tears as she thought of the two dear ones
of her flock already anchored on its shores.
" Oh," thought she, *' may it be mine to
guide the tmy bartLS of Uiese remaining
ones towards the same haven."

The sonff ceased, and earnest voices
were heard. " Mother said so," repeated
her boy in confident tones, as if this
would settle the point he was discussing
with his sisters. For a moment, her
sphere, which had seemed so circum-
scribed, enlarged before her vision. She
saw an influence, potent and unending,
constantly emanating from herself and
enfolding in its deathless embrace these
young immortals. Oh, was she not momen-
tarily treading on chords which should
vibrate to all eternity t " In the morning
sow thy seed," said a " still small voice."
Ah, yes, she had a mission high and noble.
In her hand was precious seed. She
might not sow broadcast, " beside all
waters," but "here a little and there a
little." Bven now precious fruit of her
own planting, might be ripening beneath
the genial smiles of an approving Father.
Her door gently opened and a manly
form entered. Labor and anxiety had left
their impress on his countenance. Clues-
tions of perplexing import were occupying
his mind and he had eome to seek advice
of the wife. A few words " fitly spoken,"

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and he withdrew with a eheerful air, and
lightened*8tep. Her heart was uplifted in
giatitade, and her lips murmared, '* My
Father, the little I can do, wilt thou not
accept it as my freewill offering to thee.*'
Hope lifted its banner over her weary
spirit, and she fell asleep. The life-cup
she had been contemplating, with its min-
gled contents, was still at her lipt, but she
saw the half drained chalice was held in a
loving Father's hand. The future, hither-
to viewed only through mists and shadows,
seemed suddenly lighted up before her
vision. Clouds and sunbeams alternately
hovered over the patliway. Rugged
steeps, and wayside flowers, and thorny
mazes were strongly commingled in the
scene. Many a snare and pitfall too she
saw, and sighed to think of the tender feet
jonrneying beside her. At the end of the
path and "over the river, gleamed the
lights of the beautiful city," but the way
thither, seemed long and weary. She
turned and looked upon the household, the
husband and the children, and home to
her heart came the inquiry, shall we '' all
reach that happy shore, and be forever
blest ? ' And then the bought, even this
were not enough. Fellow pilgrims are
with us, and daily they feel our influence,
either to bless or to blight, " who ! oh,
who !" she exclaimed, " is sufficient for
these things?" She looked upward and
saw that a bright bow of promise spanned
the Leavens. Its light gleamed on the
heavenward side of the darkest clouds
before her. Angel- forms, too, were seen
flitting here and there among the way-
worn pilgrims. Around the rugged
ascents, by the pitfalls and by-roads, they
clustered, tendedy and anxiously watching
the travelers. Another form, too, she
dim^y discovered, more glorious still, pass-
ing to and fro, where the shadows lay the
deepest, where footsteps followed, and
tempted ones were ready to faint by the
way. Then she remembered that,
<<AUaii8«tQ the MMter standeih ;
Bjthe toiling Eervant's Bide."
As she gazed she listened, and like
strains of far oif melody, the voices of
these ministering ones fell on her ear.
" Casting all your care upon Him," " Look-
ing unto Jesus," " As tlw days so shall thy
strength be," *' In my Father's house are
many mansions." As she looked aad
listened, the past, present and future of
time, blended in one picture, dream-like
and unreal. " A point of vast eternity."
And yet this " point of time," how won-
drous and momentous its relations to that
eternal world," was her first waking
thoughts, when the short dream was end-
ed. Hereaft^sr when my soul '* feels
weary with its conflict and the strife, and
ill the needful disciplme of life," let me
lemember that in that ** better land, " we
shall look back upon our path and say it
was the best." tualia.


For the Adrorate and OuaidiUL


The following communication from a benev-
olent gentleman who has rendered most efficient
service to the Society and its organ, as a " vol-
nntary agent for club sabscribers" is timely.
Its suggestions are practical and make perfectly
plain the way to remedy a *^ chronic difficulty."

Editress of Advocate ^ Guardian^ — In
the Advocate of Feb. 15, is a very timely
article addressed to ** Club-Subscribers,"
in which allusion is made to frequent let-
ters from postmasters, requesting that the
names of individual subscribers should be
written upon each copy of the paper sent
from your office.*

Now I am not a postmaster nor the son
of a postmaster, never have been >nd
never expect to be, but I am convinced
from observation that postmasters very
frequently have reason to complain of the
carelessness and inefficienoy with which
this club-subscribing business often is

In this place, one hundred and twenty-
five copies of the Advocate are taken in
clubs— one hundred and ten by one and fif-
teen by another — and I have thought that a
few suggestions drawn from our experience
in this business might, if properly carried
out, be of some use in obviating the diffi
culties and grounds of complaint above
referred to and might also facilitate the
more extensive circulation of your excel-
lent paper.

1. Let the town or district be canvassed,
and the name of every person obtained
who wishes to take the paper and does
net prefer, or is unable, to receive it as a
single subscriber.

2. Be careful to spell each subacribei's
name accurately and put down his initials

3. When the olub is made up, let some
one be appointed (if a single individual
gets it up, he will probably appoint him-
self) to keep the list, take the papers from
the post-office and write the names upon
them. What is eveiybody*8 business is
nobody's business.

4. Let the one appointed for this busi-
ness be a prompt and responsible person —
one who will not need to be looked up by
the postmaster and informed that the
papers have come, but who will understand
(and will think, too) that the papers are
always due about the 1st and 15th of each
month, and will be on hand to receive
them when they do come.

5. The papers having been taken from
the office, let the names be written on
them distinctly and carefully, ihen let
them be counted and the number com-
pared with the number of names on the
list ; so that the postmaster may not be
troubled by persons complaining because
their papers are lost.

6. After the names are written on them.

let the papers be carried back at onee to
the office, so that they may be distributed
and that the postmaster may not be
bothered twenty times a day by as many
persons wishing to know why the Advocate
does not come.

7. Let the persons who undertake thia
business perform it, not with regard to any
pecuniary advantage whick may or maj
not be derived from it, but for the sake of
the good which they may do — and let
them attend to it as earnestly, faithfully,
and punctually as they would attend to
any other part of their Master's business.

And tjien, if all postmasters are as gen-
tlemanly and obliging as ours is, suck
letters from them as have been alluded to
above will be much less frequent than
they now are.

With much respect, yours,

D. M. o.

OUrllD. O.. Fob. 17, 1859.

ihmlt anb (SuarMaiL

NEW YORK, APRIL 1, 1859.

I^r- The "Confessions of a Wife," com-
menced on our fir^t page, will speak to the
hearts of other wives, similarly situated, in
" thoughts that breathe and words that bum.'*
The sadden death referred to, was one of manj,
appended to the record of wrecks and disasters
by land and sea, daring the past few years.

To those who have impenitent relatavea,
equally exposed, may these suggestions of pr
ent, personal duty prove a word in season.


Spiiro Ic coolnf, notes of fU<U«M,

Echo over hill end dele,
Enrth baa dott^ iie robe of ledneee.

Bode ere peepinf Uuroosh the Tele.

All ebroed e Tolce ie •peeklnf

Fall of lore to kenan kind,
Beeuty tpreadiog, founteint openinft

Feeetinff senee end ihrillinf mind.

SPRING comes again to earth's weary
sojourners, a most welcome visitant. To
childhood, youth and age she opens anew
her rich treasures and brings gifts to all.
from the« great Greater, whose '* tender
mercies are over all his works.^ Cold,
gioveling and mean indeed must be the
human soul that does not accept joyfully
thcfle spring-tokens of a Father's love,
and return a heart-tribute of gratitnde aa
freely as the sparks fly upward. Spring
speaks to all in a monitory voice from her
great work-house. Nature is now every-
where at work for the pleasure and benefit
of man — and from all her secret chambers
there comes a united utterance, to the ear
of those who have ''a soul to aave, a

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Ikoavea to win/' a Redeemer to honor —
saying, ** Work while the day lastg.** Let
ns heed the lesson — ^for oar springs, at
most, are &w ; and ere long, one, just like
this, will smile upon the living, while its
early flowers wiU only hloom ahove our
sleeping dust. •

There are at present near eighty boys
in the Home, beside many girls, chiefly
between the ages of Are and eight years.
Many of these friendless children are bright
and promising, and will well repay the
labor of rearing them to respectability
and usefulness. Most of them are legally
committed to the Society, in accordance
with its charter, and can be indentured till
of age, by adoption or apprenticeship.

Many of these boys have been for a
length of time in a course of preparatory
training for a home in the family — ^by our
skillful and very excellent teacher — and
we are persuaded may be safely recom-
mended to those who wish to perform
their missionary work at home, in ike care
of the needy and helpless.

The Managers feel a deep interest in
these children, and are anxious to secure
for them as soon as practicable, a perma-
nent home in the country, believing this
will best promote their health and future
well being. They also desire thus to lo-
cate them that their places in the Institu-
tion may be filled by new applicants, who
are equally friendless and destitute.

The low state of the treasury, and
doubtful prospects relative to supplies for
the current year, the approach of warm
weather, and the pressing claims of those
waiting to be rescued, combine to urge
the plea for aid in securing homes for the
children now ready to leave.

Friends, will you not make a special
effort to aid effectively in this mission of

Have you not room py your own quiet
fireside for one more manly, obedient, af-
fectionate little boy of five or six years
old, who wants now to begin to learn to
do his part in life.

We speak advisedly when we say, " Take
the Uttle anesJ* The younger they are,
the better the prospect for their perma-
L nent well doing. When the character
' and habits are unformed the right bias
may be easily given, and the difficult task
of unlearning is not to be accomplished.

Orders for these children will be
promptly executed if accompanied by the
necessary testimonials.

May a vcice more potent than ours, be
heard by hundreds of childless families
saying, " Take this child, and nurse it for
me, and I will pay thee thy wages."


We are happy to learn, by the Chicago
papers, that a new Home for the Friend-
less, has been opened in Chicago, and that
a festival, recently held in its behalf, in
the Metropolitan Hall, realized the goodly
sum of $1000.

Such an institution is doubtless much
needed in that thriving city, toward which
—and far beyond — the swelling tide of
migration so steadily rolls on.

We congratulate our distant fellow-la-
borers in view of the favorable auspices
attending their infant enterprise. May
their efforts be Divinely guided, and ever
followed by the approving smiles of the
good Shepherd.


**Tho ftult of rishtoooinen is sown in pescs."— JB<&{e.
What ▲ Wasti.— A British sUtesman pablioly
deoUred that the oostof tho Boasian war for a single
year was $850,000,000. In order adeqnately to oom*
prehend the amount thus employed for human de-
straotion, oonsider what it could have done if ex-
pended for the benefit of mankind. It would build
6000 churches, at a cost of $5000 each; 5000 school-
houses at $2,000 each ; 5000 meohanios' institutes at
$5060 each; 5000 public libraries at $1000 eaoh ; 5000
reformatories for young criminals at $5000 eaoh;
5000 public baths and wash houses at $5000 each ;
20,000 life boatd at $500 ; 50,000 houses for the la-
boring poor at $500; and leave $105,000,000 for
foreign missions, Bible, tract, Sunday-school, tem-
peranoe and peace societies, and orphan asylums. —

The above estimates present at a glance
the immense sacrifice made to the war-
spirit, the immense amount of " waste"
occasioned and good prevented. But the
waste of treasure alone, is here computed.

What pen coulJ. present, in the same
space, a faithful picture of the broken ties,
withered hopes, wrecked affections, dying
groans and lost souls found in the train of
the war-spirit ? And is this war-mania —
so manifestly an agency of demons, and
the ready ally of the grossest crimes — to
be encouraged, and suffered to bear sway
in human hearts, till it shall make earth
an arena of blood and carnage? Why
should it find the least countenance in an
enlightened land like ours ?

Judging from' the tone of the press, the
prospect from across the waters now looms
somewhat darkly. Clouds are descried in
the east, casting their shadows to the west,
and the vast sea of mind seems swaying
to and fro, like the forest before the rising
breeze. It ii to be ardently hoped that
the present fears may be dispelled, and
the terrible evil of another European war,
possibly affecting also the peace of our
own beloved country, be averted.

Might we anticipate, with a good degree
of certainty, the speedy reign of the Prince
of Peace— *the universal prevalence of
"man's humanity to man," his willing
obedience to the law of love — that our
earthly blessings would come to be duly
appreciated and improved to the utmost,
and probation regarded by all moral agents
but as a preparatory school for a heavenly
inheritance ; how would the heart leap up
with glad emotions. And would not this
be *^ the fruit of righteousness, sown in
peace." Shall not continjied prayer ascend
that all developments of the war-spirit,
wherever or in whatever form manifested,

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