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It is easy to despise, my son, but to under-
stand is far better.

Teach not others until you have learned

Take care of your body, but not as if it were
your soul.

Meddle not with the affairs of others, but at-
tend diligently to your own.

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Flatter no man, and permit none to flatter

Depend on no great men.

Do what is worthy of reward, but care not to
be rewarded.

Sit not with scorners, for they are the most
miserable of all creatures.

Respect no canting religionists, but esteem
and follow simple-hearted good men. A man
who has the true fear of God in his heart, is
like the sun ; he gives light and heat, although
he says nothing.

True piety and devotion, ever active, and
never silent, pursue their hallowed course, —
" forever singing as they go," and exulting in all
they possess, and in all they hope to obtain. It
is not the voice of Nature which praises God,
but they. It is not the hills, and the floods,
and the fields which praise God, but they. It
is not the land, and the promise, and the
beauty, and the accomplishment of flower and
fruit which praise God, but they.



We are very sad and lonely, mother,

And have been since that day
"When to the cold and silent grave

We followed you away.
We are thinking of that solemn hour,

When, standing round your bed.
We watched your ebbing tide of Kfe,

As from earth your spirit fled.

When gathered round the table, mother,

There is a vacant seat ;
The smile that oft has gladdened us,

We now have ceased to meet.
No more we hear your soothing voice

When we're oppressed with care ;
Your sympathizing love we miss ;

Our grief no more you share.

Life has lost many charms, mother.

Since your kind spirit fled,
For we feel that our best earthly friend

Now slumbers with the dead.
Our kindred all are dear to us.

And we fondly love them still.
Yet there's a void within our hearts

That none can ever fill.

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When the warm, gushing tears, mother,

Flow down our cheeks so fast,
As we call back unto our minds

Scenes of the happy past,
And think we ne'er shall meet on earth,

Our hearts are pierced with pain,
Although we trust our earthly loss

Will be your heavenly gain.

The lessons you have taught us, mother.

We'll cherish well and long ;
Oft we'll recall them to our minds

When in the thoughtless throng ;
And may your spirit hover round

Us through life's changing way,
To guide our inexperienced minds.

Lest we should go astray.

Often in our dreams, dear mother,

We seem to see you then ;
There's a holy light around your brow,

Such as we have never seen ;
And we hear sweet strains of music.

That thrill our souls to hear,
And in thfe sweetest of them all

Your voice sounds soft and clear.

Among unnumbered millions, mother,
We seem to see you stand ;

A smile of joy lights up your face.
As holding by the hand


The children that you lost on earth,

That were early called away ; —
O mother ! you have found them now ;

They never more will stray.

When the last summons comes, mother,

To call your daughters home,
O, may we meet in that blessed land,

T^Tiere partings never come !
May we meet our kindred there with joy,

In bliss forever dwell,
Where loving friends no more will say

That painful word — Farewell.

Reader, would you exert a happy influence
as wise and all-pervading as the influence of
the press ? Pray daily for editors. Pray for
them in the sanctuary, in the closet. Especially
pray for them now^ when they are doing so
much to determine the destiny and the char-
acter of our government for all coming time.
Reader, pray for the editors of your religious
and your secular paper. Pray that God would
strengthen, guide, and bless them.

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Jeannie and Jolni were brother and sister.
Jeannie had a temper that was apt to fire up
like a lucifer match when things didn't please
her. At such times she pouted her lips until
they looked as if they had been stung by a

One day John did something which she did
not like. Out flashed the angry fires from her
large black eyes, as she pouted her lips until
they looked twice their proper size. Her
brother, who was full of good nature, laughed,
and said, —

" Look out, Jeannie, or I'll take a seat up
there on your lip ! "

This funny remark fell like sunshine on
Jeannie's heart, and changed her pouts into a
smile at once. With a sly glance at her
brother, she replied, —

" Then I'll laugh, and you will fall off."

Thus Johnny's soft answer turned Jeannie's


wrath into good humor. Had he pouted and
spoken back, both of them would have been
made unhappy. I hope the boys will all speak
kindly when their sisters pout, and I hope, too,
that all the girls will leave off pouting. Pout-
ing spoils their good looks and makes them
ugly in the sight of God and man.

If you wish to learn music, go where it is
taught. If you wish to get a knowledge of
Christ, read his word, and attend the prayer
meeting. Iron sharpeneth iron. If you hear
a good word, be not a stony-ground hearer,
but let it be stereotyped on your heart.

Teach children to love every thing that is
beautiful, and you will teach them to be useful
and good.

Men begin life hoping to do better than
their predecessors, and end it rejoicing if they
have done as well.

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* The substance of the following encouraging
facts was related by a lady, who, having tasted
of the bread of heaven herself, and found it to
be life to her soul, lost no opportunities of offer-
ing it, in her dear Saviour's name, to every sin-
ner who seemed perishing for want of it.

Some time since w^e were called by Provi-
dence to change our residence, and the day be-
fore our removal from A , I walked round

the village to say farewell to all the poor peo-
ple. In my walk I met a young woman, who,
in a most agitated state of mind, addressed me
in these words : " madam, I am quite a stran-
ger here ! but I know you care for the soul of
a perishing sinner ; my poor brother is even
now dying. Alas! he knows not God; he
never enters a place of worship ; he is an infi-
del ! We are living a short distance from this
village ; do, do come and speak to him."
Although I was much pressed for time, I


could not resist such an appeal. I accompanied
the girl to a miserable abode, and followed her
to the bedside of the dyhig sinner. His sister
listened for his breathing ; she raised his hand,
and it fell heavily at his side. " Alas ! " said
she, "' it is too late ! he is quite insensible ; I am
sorry, ma'am, I have troubled you to come."
" He still breathes," I replied ; " nothing is too
hard for God ; we will speak to him ; the en-
trance of thy word, my God, giveth life. We
will even at the eleventh hour use the Divine
word ; and then we will pray the Eternal Spirit
to seal it upon his heart." I then slowly re-
peated the following texts close to the ear of
the poor man : " The soul that sinneth, it shall
die." Ezek. xviii. 4. " All have sinned, and
come short of the glory of God." Rom. iii. 23.
" Sin is the transgression of the law." 1 John
iii. 4. " Whosoever shall keep the whole law,
and yet offend in one point, he is guilty of all."
Jas. ii. 10. " The heart is deceitful above all
things, and desperately wicked." Jer. xvii. 9.
" Every imamnation of the thoughts of man's

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heart is only evil continually." Gen. vi. 5.
" The thought of foolishness is sin." Prov. xxiv.
9. " Except a man be born again he cannot
see the kingdom of God." John iii. 3. '' Turn
ye, turn ye, for why will ye die ? " Ezek.
xxxiii. 11.

I next began to pour in the balm for a
wounded spirit. " Ho, every one that thirsteth,
come ye to the waters, and he that hath no
money ; come ye, buy and eat ; yea, come, buy
wine and milk without money, and without
price." Isa. Iv. 1. " Come now, and let us
reason together, saith the Lord : though your
sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as
snow ; though they be red like crimson, they
shall be as wool." Isa. i. 18. "A new heart
also will I give you, and a new spirit will I put
within you : and I will take away the stony
heart out of your flesh, and I will give you a
heart of flesh." Ezek. xxxvi. 26. " For God so
loved the world, that he gave his only begotten
Son, that whosoever believeth in him should
not perish, but have everlasting life." John iii.


16. For " the blood of Jesus Christ his Son
cleanseth us from all sin." 1 John i. 7. " Look
unto me, and be ye saved." Isa. xlv. 22. " Hav-
ing, therefore, boldness to enter into the holiest
by the blood of Jesus, let us come boldly un-
to the throne of grace, that we may obtain
mercy, and find grace to help in time of need "
Heb. X. 19 ; iv. 16. " For by grace are ye saved
through faith ; and that not of yourselves : it
is the gift of God." Eph. ii. 8. " If ye then,
being evil, know how to give good gifts unto
your children, how much more shall your heav-
enly Father give the Holy Spirit to them that
ask him ? " Luke xi. 13. " Ask, and it shall be
given you ; seek, and ye shall find ; knock,
and it shall be opened unto you." ver. 9.

I then knelt down with the young woman,
and earnestly entreated that God would water
his own omnipotent Word with his own life-
giving Spirit. I then took my leave of the poor
girl, begging her to come for me immediately
if her brother evinced (before the morrow) any
symptoms of consciousness. No messenger was
sent, and the next day we left the village.

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In a few years, the poor girl's sorrow and her
dying brother's awful state vanished from my
remembrance ; but our God has said, " My
word shall not return unto me void." Isa. Iv.
11. About eight years after we had settled at
H , I was one day sitting in my drawing-
room, when my servant said a man wished to
see me. He entered the room, and with much
respect and the deepest emotion, and with
streaming eyes, exclaimed, " 0, ma'am, how can
I express my gratitude to you ! I am the man

whom you visited eight years since at A .

I could not move, I could not speak ; but I
heard every word you repeated from that
belssed, blessed Book ! and it pleased the God
whose name is Love to make his own truth a
savor of life unto life to my dead soul. I
have found Jesus to be indeed ' the chiefest
among ten thousand, yea, altogether lovely ;
and he has enabled me to hold on my way re-
joicing. And I have now, after much difficulty,
discovered your abode, that I might have the
sweet privilege of telling you what your God
has done for my soul.'V


Reader, do you visit the sick and the dying,
and those who are dead in trespasses and sins ?
and are you often discouraged by your small
success in entreating them to flee from the
wrath to come ? Are you unable sometimes to
find language in which to express your desire
for their salvation ? Take courage from this
narrative ; use not your own words ; seek not
to conquer with your own weapons ; take only
the sword of the Spirit, as this lady (now in
glory) did ; simply repeat the very words of
God, and ask of God the Spirit to seal it upon
the heart, and your labor shall not be in vain
in the Lord.

An anxious man, expecting evil rather than
hoping good, as he advances in years, is glad if
he can say of life, as of a mild winter, " It is
wearing away without having been uncomfort-
able yet."

Good resolutions may often fail, and yet
grow gradually into good habits.

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Piety does not run in the blood, but it runs
in the covenant. The following facts were
gathered by The New York Evangelist : —

" Some years since, a hundred and twenty
students, connected with the Theological Sem-
inary at Andover, Mass., ascertained, by mutual
inquiries, that more than one hundred of their
number were the sous of pious mothers. Of
one hundred and fourteen students, who, about
the same time, were pursuing a course of study
for the ministry, in connection with the Theo-
logical Seminary* at Princeton, N. J., all but
ten were the sons of pious mothers, and all but
thirty-two of pious fathers also. In every case,
where the father was. a member of the church,
it was also true of the mother."

Of the Union Seminary of New York, out of
one hundred and twenty candidates received,
one hundred and three were sons of pious par-
ents. In eighty-five cases, both parents were
pious ; in sixteen the mother only.



If mothers only knew the power they have
over their children while young, in leading
them in the way of eternal life, how different
they would act. When a mother, with her
little children seated around her, is instructing
them in the way of Jesus, she little knows what
a large audience slie is preaching to ; they are
to go to the. four winds of the earth to spread
the same doctrine, the influence of which will
not be known until the judgment day. You
cannot commence too young ; the impressions
you give them then respecting the truth and
promises of the Bible are seldom removed in
after life. If this is omitted until they are ten
or fifteen, you have then but little influence
over them. Says one, " If it had not been for a
pious mother, I might at this hour have been
hammering stone in some prison. Instead of
spending my evenings in grog-shops (as was the
practice of my schoolmates), they were spent

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beside a pious mother, hearing the story of Jo-
seph, Samuel, and Moses. The impressions I
received respecting the Bible and the promises
never could be removed in after life by any in-
fidel shaft. Home was made attractive, and
the narratives were more interesting day after
day. This is the nursery of the church ; if it
is neglected, it weakens their powers. Learn
your children to read the Bible while young.
The more it is read, the more interesting it be-
comes. Teach them the object of this life, and
the habits of industry, and economy. Teach
them not to swear, lie, cheat, or steal."

"A gentleman being asked what France wants
most, his answer was. Mothers." A son being
brought in drunk, and laid beside his father, he
asks, " Who has been giving him rum ? " If his
mother had taught him the way of holiness,
grog-shops would have no attraction.

Trust no future, howe'er pleasant ;

Let the dead past bury its dead ;
Live — act in the living present,

Heart within, and God o'erhead.'




This is the one point of all on which you
have the most need to be on your guard. It is
natural to be tender and affectionate towards
your own flesh and blood, and it is the excess
of this very tenderness and affection which you
have to fear. Take heed that it does not make
you blind to your children's faults, and deaf to
all advice about them. Take heed lest it make
you overlook bad conduct, rather than have the
pain of inflicting punishment and correction.

I know well that punishment and correction
are disagreeable things. Nothing is more un-
pleasant than^giving pain to those we love, and
calling forth their tears. But so long as hearts
are what hearts are, it is vain to suppose, as a
general rule, that children can ever be brought
up without correction.


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Spoiling' is a very expressive word, and sadly
full of meaning. Now it is the shortest way to
spoil children to let them have their own way,
— to allow them to do wrong and not to punish
them for it. Believe me, you must not do it,
whatever pain it may cost you, unless you wish
to ruin your children's souls.

You cannot say that Scripture does not speak
expressly on this subject. " He that spareth
his rod, hateth his son ; but he that loveth him,
chasteneth him betimes." Prov. xiii. 24.
" Chasten thy son while there is hope, and let
not thy soul spare for his crying." Prov. xix.
18. " Foolishness is bound in the heart of a
child ; but the rod of correction shall drive it
from him." Prov. xxii. 15. " Withhold not
correction from the child, for if thou beatest
him with the rod he shall not die. Thou shalt
beat him with the rod, and deliver his soul
from hell." Prov. xxiii. 13, 14. " The rod
and reproof give wisdom ; but a child left to
himself bringeth his mother to shame." " Cor-
rect thy son, and lie shall give thee rest, yea.


he shall give delight to thy soul." Prov. xxix.
15, 17.

How strong and forcible are these texts!
How melancholy is the fact, that in many Chris-
tian families they seem almost unknown ! Their
children need reproof, but it is hardly ever
given ; they need correction, but it is hardly
ever employed. And yet this Book of Proverbs
is not obsolete and unfit for Christians. It is
given by inspiration of God, and profitable. It
is given for our learning, even as the Epistles to
the Romans and Ephesians. Surely the believer
who brings up his children without attention to
its counsel, is making himself wise above that
which is written, and greatly errs.

Fathers and mothers, I tell you plainly, if
you never punish your children when they are
in fault, you are doing them a grievous wrong.
I warn you, this is the rock on which the saints
of God, in every age, have only too frequently
made shipwreck. I would fain persuade you
to be wise in time, and keep clear of it. See it
in Eli's case. His sons, Hophni and Phinehas,

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made themselves vile, and he restrained them
not. He gave them no more than a tame and
lukewarm reproof, when he ought to have re-
buked them sharply. In one word, he honored
his sons above God. And what was the end of
these things ? He lived to hear the death of
both his sons in battle, and his own gray hairs
were brought down with sorrow to the grave.
1 Sam. 1. 2, 3.

See, too, the case of David. Who can read
without pain the history of his children and
their sins ? — Ammon's incest ; Absalom's mur-
der and proud rebellion ; Adonijah's schem-
ing ambition ; — truly these were grievous
wounds for the man after God's own heart to
receive from his own house. But was there no
fault on his side ? I fear there can be no doubt
there was. I find a clew to it all in the ac-
count of Adonijah (in 1 Kings i. 6) : " His
father had not displeased him at any time in
saying. Why hast thou done so ? " There was
the foundation of all the mischief. David was
an over-indulgent father, — a father who let


his children have their own way, — and he
reaped according as he had sown.

Parents, I beseech you, for your children's
sake, beware of over-indulgence. I call on you
to remember, it is your first duty to consult
their real interest, and not their fancies and
likings; to train them, not to humor them;
to profit, not merely to please.

You must not give way to every wish and
caprice of your child's mind, however much you
may love him ; you must not let him suppose
his will is to be every thing, and that he has
only to desire a thing and it will be done. Do
not, I pray you, make your children idols, lest
God should take them away, and break your
idol, just to convince you of your folly.

Learn to say " No " to your children. Show
them that you are able to refuse whatever you
think is not fit for them. Show them that you
are ready to punish disobedience ; and that when
you speak of punishment, you are not only
ready to threaten, but also to perform. Do not
threaten too much. Threatened folks, and

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threatened faults, live long. Punish seldom,
but really, and in good earnest ; frequent and
slight punishment is a wretched system indeed.

Beware of letting small faults pass unnoticed,
under the idea " it is a little one." There are
no little things in training children ; all are
important. Little weeds need plucking up as
much as any. Leave them alone, and they
will soon be great.

Reader, if there be any point which deserves
your attention, believe me it is this one. It is
one that will give you trouble I know. But if
you do not take trouble with your children
when they are young, they will give you trouble
when they are old. Choose which you prefer.

But few nights in a year are clear enough
for astronomers to make the best observations ;
so but a small part of life is sufficiently serene
for the loftiest contemplations.



At a respectable boarding house in New
York, a number of years ago, were fifteen young
men. Six of them uniformly appeared at the
breakfast table on Sabbath morning, shaved,
dressed, and prepared, as to their apparel, for
attendance on public worship. They also ac-
tually attended, both forenoon and afternoon.
All became highly respected and useful citizens.
The other nine were ordinarily absent from the
breakfast table on Sabbath morning. At noon
they appeared at the dinner table, shaved and
dressed in a decent manner. In the afternoon
they went out, but not ordinarily to church ;
nor were they usually seen in the place of wor-
ship. One of them is now living, and in a rep-
utable employment; the other eight became
openly vicious. All failed in business, and are
now dead. Several of them came to an un-
timely and awfully tragic end.

Many a man may say, as did a worthy and

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opulent citizen, " The keeping of the Sabbath
saved me." It will, if duly observed, save all.
In the language of its author, " They shall ride
upon the high places of the earth."

" Thou, God, seest me." — A father and his
son went out together to steal corn. When
they came to the field, the father climbed up
on the fence, and looked carefully around, that
no eye might see him. He then began to fill
his bag with the corn. " Father,'' said the boy,
" there is one direction in which you did not
look." " Ah, my son," replied the father,
" and where is that ? " "0 father, you did
not look up." The man returned home with
an empty bag and a stricken conscience. There
is One whose presence is more to be feared
than a thousand human witnesses. There is
One from whose eye the darkness hideth not.
The blood and righteousness of the Lord Jesus
Christ alone can cover sin in the day of his
fierce anger. This is the sinner's refuge.



Father S. liad an absent daughter. It
was a season of the special influence of the
Holy Spirit, and his family had assembled for
prayer. One after another of his children had
been gathered to the church of Jesus ; but this
daughter, a gay girl of sixteen, seemed to turn
a deaf ear to all warning and entreaty.

The aged father had lately felt a renewed
solicitude in her welfare. His soul was stirred
within him when he thought of the probability
of his leaving her, the light and life of his
dwelling, unprepared to meet the temptations
of life or the trying scenes of death.

After much reflection, he had resolved to
gather the members of his family, on this par-
ticular season, for the purpose of uniting in
earnest prayer for the influence of the Spirit on
her heart. It was a solemn hour to them all.
The father wrestled with God until the Holy
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circle. Then another and another cried, with
pleadings that would not be denied, for the sal-
vation of their sister's soul.

And how was this sister, many miles away,
unconscious of their prayers, spending the
evening thus consecrated by them to seek her
eternal welfare ? Detained by a slight indis-
position from the scenes of gayety she. was in
the habit of visiting, she had seated herself in
her quiet chamber. At the very hour that her
father's prayer was rising up to heaven she
was reading one of his affectionate letters.
The simple words, " God bless you, my child,
and make you a child of Jesus," struck home
like lightning to her soul.

" A child of Jesus." She would soon have
no earthly father ; if she could find a heav-
enly, how happy should she be. But how ?
" Pray," whispered her heart. She knelt

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