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Weary not through the cold spring rain ;

But wait till the autumn comes, for the sheaves of

golden grain.
Sow — while the seeds are lying in the earth'? warm

bosom deep
And your warm tears fall upon it
They will stir in their quiet sleep ;
Aiid the green blades rise the quicker, perchance,

for the tears you weep.
8ow, and look onward, upward, where the starry

light appears,
Where, in spite of the coward's doubting,
Or your own heart's trembling fears,
You shall reap in joy the harvest you have sown

to-day in tears.

12. O soul of the springtime, its light and its breath.
Bring warmth to this coldness, bring life to this




Renew the great miracle ; let us behold

The stone from the mouth of the sepulchre rolled.

And Nature, like Lazarus, rise, as of old !

Let our faith, which in darkness and coldness has lain,

Revive with the warmth and the brightness again.

And in blooming of flower and budding o± tree

The symbols and types of our destiny see •

The life of the springtime, the life of the whole.

And, as sun to the sleeping earth, love to the soul f




iTords and Muslo by L. A. B.





1. Seek out the wild waste pla - ces of the spir - it's

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wide do - main, Plow up the fal - low

- ces,



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scat- ter the good - ly grain ;



Plow with a keen - set


conscience, make the fur - rows broad and deep, And ma- ny a



tear of re - pent - anee a - mong the ridg - es weep.
••//: Srd. Verse last line.

Thou too, Shalt come home with singing, bearing thy golden sheave?.


2. Sow by the running waters, sow on the hill-top higli.

In fields that the roadway borders, and where no

man passeth by ;
Who knoweth whether the meadow, or whether the

The sunny place or the shadow, will yield thee
the fairer crop ?

3. Sow with a faith undaunted, sow with a liberal hand.

And soon where the seed was planted the growing

grain shall stand.
At last, like a reaper bringing the wealth that the

harvest gives.
Thou, too, shalt come home with singing, bearing

thy golden sheaves.



O God, who by Thy beloved Son hast overcome death
and opened to us the gate of everlasting life, grant us,
we beseech Thee, that we may by the renewing of Thy
Spirit arise from the death of the soul. Amen.

O Lord, who by Thy power renewest the face of the
earth, renew also our spirits by thy grace, that we may
henceforward bring forth the manifold fruits of good
works, glorifying Thee in this temporal life, and receiv-
ing at last the life eternal. Amen.

O God, whose never failing providence ordereth all
things both in heaven and earth; we humbly beseech
Thee to put away from us all hurtful things, and to give
us those things which are profitable for us. Amen.

O Lord, we beseech Thee mercifully to receive the


^layers of Thy people who call upon Thee ; and grant
that they may both perceive and know what things they
ought to do, and also may have grace and power faith-
fully to fulfill the same. Amen.

Almighty and everlasting God, by whom that begins
to be which was not, and that which lay hid is made
visible, cause to grow up in our hearts that spiritual
grace which shall bear fruit unto eternal life. Amen.

O Thou who so west the good seed in our hearts, grant
that it may not fall on barren ground, but spring up
and bear fruit abundantly. Amen.

O Almighty God, hear Thy people, and guide them
on from this festival to eternal gladness, from the joy or
this solemnity to joys that have no end. Amen.

The Lord's Prayer.
(By the whole School in concert.)



Beloved, building up yourselves on your most holy
faith, praying in the Holy Spirit, keep yourselves in the
love of God, looking for the mercy of our Lord Jesus
Christ unto eternal life. The Lord bless you and keep
you evermore. Amen.

Mrs. L. a. Bradbury.



A responsive exercise.

§.=When anger burns within the breast.
And ireful speech impends.
What thought restrains its utterance,
And back the hot wrath sends ?
A. — A soft answer turneth away wrath : but grievom
words stir up anger. — Prov. xv, 1.

§. — What constitutes a richer store,
Than heaps of shining gold ?
And is to be far more preferred,
Than gems of worth untold ?
A. — A good name is rather to be chosen than great
riches, and loving favor rather than silver and gold.—
Prov. xxii, 1.

§. — When great success our path attends.
Filling our hearts with pride,
What proverb warns us to expect
A turning of the tide?
A. — Pride goeth before destruction, and an haughtj
spirit before a fall. — Prov. xvi, 18.

§.— The sacred ties that bii;id friends' hearts,
What danger them assails,
By taking part with lips and ears»
In gossip's idle tales ?
A. — He that repeateth a matter separateth ver^
friends. — Prov. xvii, 9.

§.— If to the world we would be known
As upright, good, and pure.
Must we not weigh our actions well
That we may this secure ?


A. — Even a child is known by his doings, whether his
work be pure, and whether it be right. — Frov. xx, 11.
Q. — What doth impart to plainest fare,
A relish sweet and good,
That, lacking it, cannot be found,
In e'en the richest food ?
A. — Better is a dinner of herbs where love is, than 3
•tailed ox and hatred therewith. — Prov. xv, 17.
Q. — Why should we use the present time,
Nor wait to morrow's sun,
When there's an act of helpfulness.
Or good deed to be done ?
A. — Boast not thyself of to-morrow ; for thou knowest
ftot what a day may bring forth. — Frov. xxvii, 1.
Q. — What conqueror Is mightier,
And worthier of fame.
Than he w ho on the battle-field
Adds luster to his name?
A. — He that is slow to anger is better than the mighty;
and he that ruleth his spirit, than he that taketh a city.—
Prov. xvi, 32.

Q. — Why should we hearken to advice
From wdser lips than ours,
And heed good counsel — trusting not
Too greatly our own powers ?
A. — Where no counsel is, the people fall ; but in the
multitude of counselors there is safety. — Frov. xi, 14.
§.— ^Why should we shun the sparkling wine.
With ru'^v coloring graced ?
Why should our hands refuse to touch,
Our lips refuse to taste ?
A. — At the last it biteth like a serpent, and stingetb
Uk^ an adder. — fV^v. xxiii, 32. E. C & L. J. Rook.



A dialogue for three young Jadies.

[Helen, seated in an aitiiude of deep meUmch^ly. Mitei

Crvaee. — Why do you look so sad, Helen? What is
it that is troubling you ? It is not customary to see
you with such a sorrowful countenance.

Helen (rising and ooming forward). — Yes; I do feel
gati, very sad, and I will tell you the cause of my dejec-
tion. You know I have had a class in our Sabbath-
school for more than a year — a class of bright,
intelligent girls, who are old enough to understand the
truths of the Bible and their duty to their Saviour. I
have worked faithfully for my class. I have studied
for them, prayed' fpr them, and visited them ; but so far
have seen very little in their conduct to lead me to sup-
pose that they are thinking seriously on the subject of
religion. However, I did think that Carrie Leslie
seemed to be more in earnest of late, and was giving
more serious attention to the Bible lesson than formerly,
but to-day I have had all my hopes dashed to the

Grace. — Why, what has occurred? Carrie has not
been here. Have you heard of her doing anything
amiss ?

Helen. — O no, no; she is a noble girl; and you may
perhaps smile when I tell you what has given me such
a heavy heart ; but if you knew how my thoughts
center on my class, and how many earnest prayers I
send up on their behalf, you could better understand
my feelings. Last week I saw, in a religious newspaper,
& copy of that exquisite little poem of Miss Havergars:


"What Will You Do Without Him?" It isrfo touch-
ing ! I can never read it without deep feeling, especial!/
the lines :

**What will you do without Him

When the great white throne is set.
And the Judge, who can never mistalte.

And never can forget —
The Judge whom you have never here

As friend and Saviour sought —
Shall summon you to give account

Of deed and word and thc^ught?

** What will you do without Him

When He hath shut the door,
And you are left outside because

You would not come before?
When it is no use knocking,

No use to stand and wait ;
For the word of doom tolls through your heart.

That terrible * Too later "

I took the paper containing the entire poem to Salibath-
school last Sabbath, and after school I gave it to
Carrie Leslie. I told her I wanted her to promise me
to read that poem every night before she knelt to prayo
I told her I was going to make her conversion the sub-
ject of special prayer this week, and every night, when
she read these solemn, heart-touching lines, she might
think that her teacher was praying for her, and I hoped
by next Sabbath she would come prepared to tell me
that she could not do without Him. Well, the cause of
my sadness is this: Carrie has been promisinat for


eeveral weeks to send me some hyacinth and tulip bulb*
for my garden. To-day her little brother brought them
wrapped in a piece of torn paper ; and what was my
surprise to see that it was a part of the very paper 1
gave her last Sabbath, and there, on the page that was
sent me, was the poem that I had hoped would — with
God's blessing — be the means of leading her to Christ.

Grace. — I do not wonder that you feel sad at heart.
But surely she would not have done such a thing inten-
tionally. She could not have known that it was the
game paper, or she would not have sent it. She is too
good a girl to ofier you such a direct insult.

Helen. — No, she would not have sent it knowingly, I
am sux'e ; but the fact that the paper is torn to pieces
shows that she is not doing as I requested. Somehow, I
have felt all the week that my prayer would be
answered, and that ere long the angels in heaven would
have cause to rejoice over a redeemed soul.

Grace. — Well, Helen, I will join my prayers to yours.
You know the pronnise — that where two or three ar^
gathered together in fervent prayer the response is sure.
We will take each member of your class individually tft
Christ, and plead with Him on her behalf.
[Enter Carrie Leslie.']

Carrie. — O dear Miss Helen, I am so worried ! I caii
not find the paper you gave me on Sunday. I kept it
on my bureau under my Bible, and just now I missed
it. I inquired of every one in the house, and Ned says
he took it and carried it down-stairs ; he saw it was not
of recent date, and, thinking it was of no use, he took a
piece of it to cover a kite, and another piece he wrapped
around the bulbs I gave him to bring you. I came
WTQund tQ explain, and get it back if I can, forj indeed.


Miss Helen, it is not my fault. That poem is so beauti-
ful that I have read it a dozen times. I believe I have
learned it all. It rings in my ears day and night, and
I am sure that it has become the language of ray heart.
I feel that I must have Jesus for my friend. I do net
want to do without Him. I want Him for my friend
now and forever.

Helen. — I thank God, dear Carrie, for the answer He
lias vouchsafed to my prayers. My friend Grace and I
were just entering into a compact to pray in concert for
the girls of my class, that they may be saved, and ere
we called He has answered.

[Bell rings and a letter is handed in. Helen opens and
reads it as Grace speaks.']

Grace. — We are rejoiced, dear Carrie, that you have
resolved to take this important step and give yourself
to Christ. Now you will be able to add your prayers
to ours for the other members of the class.

Helen. — I am ashamed that I doubted my Saviour's
readiness to hear my prayers. Here I have been griev-
ing over the futility of my efforts in the Sabbath-school,
when the dear Lord was all the while preparing such a
rich reward for my work. Read this letter aloud, Grace,
my emotion will not allow me to do so.

Grace (reading). — My dear teacher, I know you will
be glad when I tell you that I have resolved to give
myself to Jesus and dedicate my life to His service., I
have been thinking for some time that I ought to do so,
but have tried to stifle the voice of conscience. Your
earnest words last Sabbath have convinced me that it is
not safe for me to put off any longer such an important
step. I went to Jesus in humble, earnest prayer, ajid I
teel that He has forgiven my sins and accepted me as

70 THE children's WISHES.

His child. I hasten to tell you the glad tidings, thai
you may rejoice with me. I will hereafter join with yon
in prayer for the other members of the class, and trust
that ere long all may be safe in the fold of the Good

Your loving pupil,

Grace Dinsmore.

Helen. — Is not this glad news ? I have no reason now
to be discouraged. All that I have done seems as noth-
ing when compared with the reward I have had given
me. Two souls led to Christ ! It is worth a lifetime of
labor. And let this be a lesson to us all in time to
come — trust Jesus to answer the prayers we utter in sin-
cerity and in truth. Let us work for Him and pray for
His blessing, and then trust Him to do the rest.

Mrs. M. Ella Cornell.


First Child. -
I wish I'd been the lily that Jesus talked about,
I'd look so sweet and precious and spread my petals out;
I'd not be proud or haughty, and every bonny bee
Might come and taste my honey ajid hide a bit in me.

Second Child. —
I'd rather be the sparrow, the Father loves them so.
He saves them from the tempests when wild and fierce

they blow ;
Their little nests are hidden amid the grasses sweet,
He gives them seeds and berries and pleasant things to



Third Child.—
And I would be the lambkin, and run and skip and

And when the night was coming He'd carry me away
All safely in His bosom, my sheltering fold to find,
And oh ! how much I'd love Him, my Shepherd good

and kind.
Fourth Child. —
The lilies white and golden must fade away and die,
Even the little sparrow some day must lifeless lie ;
The lambkin in the meadow, so pretty and so gay.
Within the heavenly pastures will never skip and play.

But blessed little children who love their Saviour here,
Far more than flowers or sparrows are infinitely dear,
And souls all white and spotless and pure from every

To Christ's eternal kingdom shall surely enter in.

All children in concert. —
O teach us, gentle Jesus, Thy sweet and loving ways,
With souls as pure as lilies, with voices full of praise.
Thy precious little children, for unto such was given
The glory of Thy blessing, the promise of Thy Heaven.

Sara M. Chatfield.


For eight boys. The verses may be recited by eight girls if preferred. At
the close sing, " Hark, the herald angels sing."

First Boy. — A mother and child wandered in the
wilderness of Beersheba. They had no water, and the
mother cast her child under a bush, that she might not
fsee him die. The lad cried aloud and God heard his


voice, and opened the eyes of the mother ; she saw near
her a well of water, and gave her child drink. "And
God was with the lad ; and he grew and dwelt in the
wilderness, and became an archer," and the founder of s
great nation.

All, ill concert. —

The Father who hearkened to Ishmael's ciy,

As alone in the desert he lay,
Is bending down from His throne on high

To list to the prayers we say ;
He gives to us each our daily bread,
And from His rich storehouse we all are fed.

Second Boy. — A good man who loved God better than
all else made ready to sacrifice to Him the darling son
of his old age; but when he had placed the boy upon
the altar, the angel of the Lord called, "Lay not thine
hand upon the lad, neither do thou anything unto him."
Tne father obeyed. The boy lived, and in his seed all
the nations of the earth were blessed.

All. — As on the upraised altar pile

Isaac submissive lay —
May we our selfish wills subdue,

And walk the Master's way ;
Though we His purpose cannot tell,
We know He doeth all things well.

Third Boy. — A wicked king made a law that all the
male children who were born unto the Hebrew women
should be put to death. One Hebrew^ mother put her
babe in an ark of bulrushes and hid him among the
flags. The king's daughter found the babe, and took
him for her son ; and when he was grown, he became


the leader of his people, to deliver them from bondage
and guide them to the promised land.

All. — As in the wilderness, the Lord

To Moses showed the way —
A pillar of fire to guide by night,

A pillar of cloud by day,
So when our path is dark and drear,
The Star of Bethlehem will appear.

Fourth Boy. — There was once a boy who was hated
by his brethren because he was his father's favorite son ;
they were jealous of him, and cast him into a pit, and
then sold him into slavery. His niaster became wroth
with him and cast him into prison, and while there he
interpreted dreams for Pharaoh. Then he was made
ruler over the land of Egypt ; and when there came a
famine in the land of his father, his brethren came to
him to buy corn. When he saw his brethren he was
moved with compassion; he forgave them the wrong<
they had done him, and filled their sacks with corn.

All. — When his brethren went down into Egypt,

And humbly before him stood,

Good Joseph forgot all their malice

And overcame evil with good.

"Dear Lord, forgive us," we daily cry;

"As ye forgive," is our Lord's reply.

Fifth Boy. — A mother who had an only son lent him
to the Lord as long as he should live. While he was
yet a boy, he heard a voice calling him in the night,
and ran to his master, but his master had not called;
it was the voice of the Lord that spake. " The boy


grew, and the Lord was with him, and did let none of
his words fall to the ground."

All. — The voice that was heard by Samuel
Is speaking to us and to you ;
We will list to its mandates always.
And whatever it bids us, we'll do.
Through good and through ill our hearts will rejoice,
Whenever we heed that " still, small voice."

Sixth Boy. — The Philistines gathered together their
armies to battle; a great giant came out from among
them and challenged any one of the Israelites to fight
him, but not one dared to go. At last a youth stepped
forth to meet him, armed only with a sling and five
smooth stones from the brook. He said to the giant,
" I come to thee in the name of the Lord of Hosts, the
God of the armies of Israel whom thou hast defied."
Ihen he threw a stone and smote the giant, who fell
v^^on his face to the earth.

All. — There are giants all around us,

Giants worse than David slew ;
We must ready stand to fight them,

With a courage brave and true.
When the Lord is on our side
The strongest foe may be defied.

Seventh Boy. — There was a boy who " purposed in his
heart that he would not defile himself with the portion
of the king's meat, nor with the wine which he drank."
He asked that he and three others might have only
pulse to eat and water to drink. "At the end of ten
days their countenances appeared fairer and fatter in


flesh than all the children which did eat the portion of
the king's meat," or drank the king's wine.

All. — Wlienever we are asked to drink
The wine so rich and red,
Like Daniel we will dare to say,
"O, give to us, instead,
The water that sparkles with crystal light,
Then our skins will be clear and our eyes be bright."

Eighth Boy. — Once, when a babe was born, a multi-
tude of the heavenly host sang together, " Glory to God
in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward

"And the child grew, and waxed strong in spirit,
filled with wisdom ; and the grace of God was upon

When He was twelve years old He went with His
parents to Jerusalem, and when they returned He tarried
behind and "after three days they found Him in the
Temple, sitting in the midst of the doctors, both hearing
them and asking them questions. And all they that
heard Him were astonished at His understanding and

All. — If Jesus, Saviour of mankind,
Thus walked in wisdom's way,
Then all who strive to win His love
Must wiser grow each day.
To those who do His will 'tis given
To enter at the gates of heaven.

Elizabeth Lloyd.


An Easter Ode.

Music of bells when the night is gone,
Music of birds in the dewy dawn,
Harp and viol and organ :aote,
Earthly anthems that heavenward float>
But under the blue of April skies
Hark ! how the children's voices rise.
Innocent praises sweet and gay
To the risen Lord on Easter Day.

No lily that opens its golden heart
But gives to the worship its lowly part
No singing bird on the budding tree
But praises the Giver of bounty free,
And I deem that the children's voices sweet,
That rise and linger and swell and fleet,
To the listening angels far away
Are the sweetest music of Easter Day.

Sara M. Chatfield.


to be recited by twelve little girls, each exhibiting a letter as she spewks

All, in concert—

We are followers of Jesus,

And we strive to faithful be ;
If you note what we shall show you,

Why we love Him you will see.


First Little Girl. —

We are Joyful little pilgrims,
J Bound for heaven — a happy band ;
And there shall no harm befall us,
We are led by God's own hand.

We are Eager for His favor,
E And His |)i'aise to us is sweet ;
And we need not shrink nor falter
While our Master guides our feet.

We are Steadfast in our purpose
S To deserve God's favor here ;

Then, with spirits glad and fearless,
May we at His bar appear.

We are in our work United ;
U Useful to Him would we be ;
For we hope to hear Him utter —
" Child, thou didst it unto me."

With His Saints shall w^e be numbered^
8 Poor and Sinful though we be ;

For His righteousness shall cover
All who to His arms shall flee.

Loving God, we love His people ;
L Love fills all our souls with light j
Love's divine and Love's eternal,
With His love our lives are bright.

We Obey our loving Muster,
O And we heed His blest commands ;
And we strive to follow^ Jesus
With Obedient feet and handa.


Satan strives to check our progress,
V But we Valiantly persist ;

And our faith shall be VicroRiouSi,
K we Satan's wiles resist.

Life is Earnest, and we dare not
E Spend our time in folly's ways ;

For we know not when He'll call ii»-=
In old age or childhood's days.

So we'.e Shining for Kim always,
S That when'er His call shall come.

We muy answer Him with gladness.
And need not in fear be dumb.

MiLi> and gentle was oirr Saviour,
M And He promises the Meek
That the earth they shall inherit.
If they but His glory seek.

For Eternal life we're striving,
E And we shall Exalted be,
To a throne fore'er Enduring,

And Emmanuel shall see.

Ailf in concert—

l^ow you see what makes us love Him,

^Tis because He k>ved us first ;
And He gave His life to save us — ►

Guilty souls by sin accurst.
Jesus kjves'nte ! We will sing it

While we live and labor here:
Jesus loves me ! We'll proclaim it

When we at His throne appear.

Mis® M. Ella Cobkixl.



** Alas ! no one loves me," a little maid sighed.
And high in an ehii-tree a blue-bird replied
(His music was set in a soft, minor key),
" If you want to be loved, you must lovable be."

** O, what shall I do ?" said this poor little maid^
And the curl of her lip the secret .betrayed,
" My skin is like lilies, just lovely my hair.
My dresses are fine, my jewels are rare,

" But wherever I go they cry in disdain,
* Ho, there is Miss Lofty !' their scorn is quite plain ;
If money could win them they'd love me, I know,
But ihey toss back the gifts I so proudly bestow.

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