'Four hundred, Sir,' said Jim, who was not a bad reck

oner.

'How many hours would that be?'

‘About six and a-half, Sir.'

'At fourpence per hour, how much should I lose?' 'Two shillings and twopence, Sir.'

'And if that were to go on for a week, what would it come to ?'

'Fifteen and twopence, Sir.'

'That's equal, James, to one boiler-man's work for four days, working ten hours per day, and more than yours comes to in three weeks; think of that, James, while you pull out the rivets, and thank Rivis for doing your work for you while you have been away.'

James went off to his forge, saying to himself‘Ah, I wish I hadn't danced after that dancing bear, for then I shouldn't have been late!'

Well done, James, you would not reason thus if you had no right principle, for you might say, 'that is all the good one gets by trying to prevent another from doing harm.' But James knew that coming late to his work was stealing from his master; and we must never do evil that good may come of it, for who can be sure of anything but the evil? Jim went rather crest-fallen to the forge, and after thanking Rivis for doing his work, he pulled off his coat and set to, no doubt to Rivis's satisfaction. For it is no easy task for a boy to serve for many minutes two forges at a boiler manufactory; blowing the bellows and turning the rivets is no such light matter to keep up, especially where the hammers are quick, and just fresh to work.

As they went out of the yard after work was done, Mr. Holdfast called Wake aside and told him he had spoken to his son, and that he was very well satisfied with his boy's behaviour in general, requesting him to say nothing more to him when he got home. Very respectable man,' said Mr. Holdfast to himself as he went into the house.

Jim and his father were going leisurely home when a neighbour came out to inform them that Tom Wake had broken his arm, and that Dr. Sanford was in the house. Jim would have ran home directly, but his father held him back, saying 'It's no use our running, we had better go on

such a pace that James

at the same pace, as we can do no good, and we shall get home quick enough,' As they went along they neither of them said much to one another, and though his father said he should walk quietly, he got on had to run to keep up with him. home Wake went up stairs to his doctor, who told him it was not a was to keep the little fellow quiet. his little boy and told him not to toss about, but to try and sleep; no such easy matter for a boy of Tom's restless disposition. The father then went down stairs to inquire the cause of the accident.

When they arrived at son, where he found the bad fracture, and that he Wake then gently kissed

'Oh,' said Lucy, 'I can tell you all about it! Fanny came to tell us there was a dancing bear to be seen, so Tom and I put on our hat and bonnet and off we went.'

"That is how you were late, James: go on, Lucy.

'After James went, we stopped looking at it, and Tom joined a halfpenny you gave him the other day to a halfpenny another boy had, and bought a roll to give the bear, and as he was running up with the roll towards the crowd the baker's cart drove up, and that bad boy of his went as if he would go right up into the middle of us; we all rushed to the side of the road, and Tom was so busy picking the roll he did not notice us all running towards him, so some of us ran against him and knocked him down, and the baker's cart only went a short way off his head, and he didn't get up but looked very white after the cart had passed, and some of the big boys said his arm was broken, so they carried him home and Mr. Sanford has been to see him. It was all the baker's cart.'

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Lucy,' said her father, 'I am sorry to see you pay so little attention to what I have told you; I wished you not to stop looking at any show in the town, unless James was with you to take care of you.'

'It warn't a show father, it was a dancing bear; and when Jim was with us he was talking all the while to some one, so I'm sure he isn't of much use; at least, he warn't this morning; we might have been knocked down half-a-dozen times.'

'Go and stand in that corner, Miss,' said Wake, 'till I tell you to come out: I dont like to see this spirit in you at

all, always trying to defend yourself even to the injury of others; I think it is a family failing: James, never allow your brother and sister to stop at anything of this sort, unless you are with them, and take care to leave in time.'

Jim was going to make his old excuse, but Mr. Holdfast's rebuke stopped him.

'I am glad to see you check yourself, my boy, in this bad habit,' said his father, you will be much the better for it. Well, all we have to do in this matter is to assist the doctor as much as we can, and thank God that poor little Tommy was not killed outright.'

Things went on as usual for some days, Tom getting gradually better, when one afternoon Mr. Sanford came to see his patient. The little boy said, "I've just been dreaming such a funny dream, Sir; I dreamt I was in that place of your's where all the bottles are, and there was that Mr. Gibbs, the young man that gives out the medicines, helping such a lot of folks, some with their noses off, some with their arms off, and one stood quite upright with his head off! Oh, there were two such great holes to pour the medicine down! I thought I should have been frightened at first, but I wasn't; I never was much frightened yet; and I thought what a lot of bottles! Some had green, some blue, some red, some yellow, and some white stuff inside 'em, and some had stuff in 'em like water, and I thought what can they be all good for?' 'Half good for nothing,' said somebody very near, and I awoke up, and it was father calling out about some taters mother had bought!'

'Well, that is an odd coincidence enough, my boy,' said the doctor.

Sir, what is that,―go inside us? what a funny name, is it very nasty?'

Mr. Sanford could hardly speak for laughing; for Tom had never heard of such a word before, and he was, as you perceive, of a very inquiring turn of mind.

No, my little man,' said the doctor, 'coincidence means this:-supposing you were in the street and you wanted to call a boy that lived on the other side of the road, and so did another boy at the same time, that was standing near you, that you knew nothing about, and with whom you had no previous arrangement, that would be a coincidence, or in

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other words a coincidence is, when two or more people unknown to each other, without arrangement beforehand, do the same thing at the same time; or any two things happening at the same time that have no real connection, and yet seem to have one. So, in your dream, what my assistant ought to have said, or ought not to have said, 'half good for nothing,' your father said down below stairs accidentally, while he was sorting the potatoes. Good bye, Tom.'

'Good bye, Sir, said the little boy, 'and thank you for the coincidence.'

The doctor, as he went out laughing, thought 'how capitally some of that will tell to my patients.' As he went through the kitchen he said to Mrs. Wake, 'That little fellow bears pain wonderfully; good afternoon, Ma'am.'

Good afternoon, Sir,' said she, dropping a curtesy. "What a nice man he is, is he not, James?' said she, as soon as the doctor was gone.

'Yes,' said James, thoughtfully.

(To be continued.)

RECONCILIATION BY BLOOD; AND, THE INTERMEDIATE STATE.

THE first of these works is a series of sermons during the Sundays in Lent, on the Lord's Supper, by the Rev. H. H. Beamish, incumbent of Trinity Chapel, Conduit Street; and the last is by the late Duke of Manchester, from 2nd Epistle, to the Corinthians, v.

I. The subject of Mr. Beamish's sermons are 'Patriarchal and Mosaic witnesses to the divine law of sacrifice; the necessity of an atonement by blood, and the sole efficacy of that offered by Christ; the relation in which the Lord's Supper stands towards the atoning death of Christ; and the duty of partaking of the Lord's Supper, and the qualifications necessary for a profitable participation of it. The little tract on the Intermediate State originally appeared in a periodical; and it is now published as a tract, at the desire of the late Duke's friends.

The penalty of Adams sin was death, unless an atonement could be made; but no created being could offer such an expiation; the life thus forfeited could only be restored by

Him who had life in Himself; and 'He saw that there was no man to help, and wondered that there was no intercessor; therefore, His own arm brought salvation unto him, and His righteousness, it sustained him.' Along with his life, Adam also forfeited the supernatural grace of the Holy Spirit; but which was regained in Him, Whose righteousness sustained him, and Who undertook to assume mans nature, and to die instead of him. This true and only sacrifice of Himself, to be made in the fulness of time, was accepted by God the Father, to whom all mankind have access through the alone merits of the well beloved Son, the second Adam. But to typify and prefigure this only real and infinitely meritorious sacrifice, the oblation of animals was instituted immediately after the fall by Him, whose death they typifyed; and with the skins of the slain animals He clothed Adam and Eve to remind them of their sin, and of the atonement made for it. In this typical sacrifice, Christ was represented by a lamb; hence, He is called the Lamb slain from the foundation of the world, because He then devoted Himself to death, and under the sentence of which He lay, until He offered Himself on the cross, THE ONE ONLY SACRIFICE, to which the 'strangers and Pilgrims' who, all died in the faith, not having received the promises,' saw them by the eye of faith afar off, believed and embraced them; and thus by faith, they ate the life-giving Bread which came down from heaven. In proof of this we are informed, that Abels sacrifice was 'more excellent than Cain's ;' because it prefigured the atonement to be made on the cross, whereas, Cain's was a rejection of this fundamental doctrine, it was not done in faith, but was a mere thank-offering, in disobedience of a divine institution.

In the fulness of time, Christ who had offered Himself in will from the Fall, now offered Himself in very deed, under the figures of bread representing His body, and of wine representing His blood; and the following day He yielded up the ghost of His own free will on the cross. From that time all animal sacrifices ceased; because the grand and only real SACRIFICE which they merely typified and prefigured, had now actually been offered up by Christ Himself, who was both the priest who offered, and the victim that suffered. To the Patriarchal and the Levitical Saints, His promise of