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Those who were formerly in the receipt of parish pay were now earning their own maintenance, and eating their own bread. The mischief-makers, idling their time in the streets, were no more to be seen those that were able, were at work; and such as were not able were in their comfortable home, the workhouse.

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ROYAL BERKSHIRE HORTICULTURAL SOCIETY.-His Majesty has contributed the sum of 50%. to the funds of the excellent and flourishing society of Wallingford, which will enable the Managing Committee to extend their efforts in promoting the science of gardening, and encouraging, by more liberally rewarding, the industrious labourers within their district.

The members of the Weyhill Agricultural Society held their annual meeting, for the distribution of prizes, at the White Hart Inn, Andover, at which Sir John W. Pollen, Bart. M.P. presided. The prizes were

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To the shepherd who had the greatest number of lambs in proportion to the number bred during the year, with the fewest losses of ewes and lambs; the flock to consist of not less than 200 ewes :

1st prize, 31. to David Swather, shepherd to Mr. G. R. Gale, of Littleton. 2nd prize, 21. to John Lay, shepherd to Sir John Walter Pollen, Bart. To the man (without reference to age) who had lived longest on the same farm and produced the best testimonials for honesty, sobriety, and general good character:

1st prize, 31. to Wm. Sibley, servant to W. H. Gale, Esq. of Grately. 2nd ditto, 21. to John Sibley, servant to ditto.

To four married labourers, who had within the last 25 years, brought up and supported the largest families with the least assistance from the parish:

1st prize, 107. to Timothy Turner, of Tidworth.

2d ditto. 51. to Robert Barber, of Andover.

3d ditto, 3. to John Ponting, of Andover.

4th ditto, 21. to Wm. Bulpit, of Andover.-Salisbury Herald

POPULATION OF PARIS.-Various estimates of the population of Paris have been made at different periods, but the following calculation is, it is believed, from accurate data. In 1590, although the population had been reduced by religious wars, it was about 200,000. It increased much under Henry IV. and Louis XIII. In the latter part of the reign of Louis XIV. it was about 510,000; in 1762 it was 576,000; in the reign of Louis XVI. the number of inhabitants was 600,000; in 1805 it was 547,750; in 1817, 713,966; in 1827, 890,431; in 1831, 774,338; in 1832, it was calculated at 770,280; and, according to the last census, the population was nearly one million; so that it has been almost doubled in the course of 31 years.-Athenæum.

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TRINITY.-2 Cor. iii. 4.

WHEN the law was given to the people in the wilderness, "there were thunders and lightnings, and a thick cloud upon the Mount, and the voice of the trumpet exceeding loud; and Mount Sinai was altogether in a smoke, because the Lord descended upon it in fire; and the whole mount quaked greatly." It cannot then be thought strange that, on descending from a scene so awful and so glorious, the countenance of Moses should retain so much of the fearful splendour he had beheld, that the people could not stedfastly look upon him, till he had put a veil upon his face.

Far different, but yet more glorious, was the scene which took place on the Mount of Transfiguration, when the voice from Heaven commanded that henceforth obc

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dience was to be paid to the Son of God who came to fulfil the law in His own person. Jesus appeared in glory. His face did shine as the sun, and His raiment was white as the light. And behold there appeared unto them Moses and Elias talking with Him. But when the voice proclaimed, "This is my beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased-hear Him," Moses and Elias, the chief lawgiver and the chief of the prophets, vanished away, and Jesus was left alone; their disappearance signifying that their office was at an end, by the coming of Him of whom Moses, in the law, and the prophets, did write. The difference too in the nature of the command was very striking: the one severely pronounced death to every one that should not observe all the words of the law to keep them; the other was a message of mercy and love, through the beloved Son of God, telling a sinful race, that, "if any man sin, we have an Advocate with the Father, Jesus Christ the Righteous, and that He is the propitiation for our sins." The one is justly called by St. Paul the "ministration of condemnation"-the other "the ministration of righteousness." No man hath ever yet kept the holy law of God perfectly; for such is the weakness of our nature, that we "are not sufficient of ourselves to think any thing as of ourselves"-but in Christ we are accounted righteous, and, for the sake of His meritorious sacrifice, the believer is accepted. "The letter" of the law indeed "killeth;" for, as St. James teaches, "Whosoever shall keep the whole law and yet offend in one point, he is guilty of all, and, consequently, incurs the penalty of death as the punishment of his disobedience. "But the Spirit giveth life;" for, as St. Paul elsewhere declares, "There is no condemnation to them that are in Christ Jesus," and that "the law of the Spirit of life in Christ Jesus hath made us free from the law of sin and death." This life is a new life unto righteousness. "If any man be in Christ, he is a new creature." None who continue in sin have any portion in Him.

Let us labour earnestly to attain unto this life. Let us pray without ceasing for this life-giving Spirit, by whose help we shall be enabled to walk so as to please God, gradually to subdue our carnal mind, to maintain a constant warfare against the sinful lusts of the flesh, and

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THE DYING YOUTH.

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to hold fast our faith and assured confidence in Him who hath redeemed us from the curse of the law. Thus, daily increasing in his holy Spirit more and more, we may at length, when our earthly course is ended, be admitted to a share in that exceeding glory wherein He dwelleth, who hath swallowed up death in victory; who hath taken away the sting of death, and abolished "the strength of sin" which is "the law," even "the Lamb of God which taketh away the sin of the world."

O God! the strength of all them that put their trust in Thee, mercifully accept our prayers, and because, through the weakness of our mortal nature, we can do no good thing without Thee, grant us the help of Thy grace, that in keeping of Thy commandments, we may please Thee both in will and deed, through Jesus Christ, our Lord. Amen. L. S. R.

THE DYING YOUTH.

Boy.-Dear Mother! talk to me of God!
His mercy, justice, truth, and love-
The terrors of his chast'ning rod-
His grace, all other gifts above.
My soul is sick of earthly leaven!
Dear Mother, talk to me of heaven!

Mother. I scarce need tell, my gentle boy,
How Adam from allegiance fell,
And rashly barter'd peace and joy

For guilty knowledge—death and hell;
And how his children thus became

The heirs of sin, and death, and shame.
Boy.-No, Mother, no! 'Twere vain to tell
The desolation sin hath wrought.
Alas! I know-I feel it well-

In every action, word, and thought.
Though weak in faith, and young in years,
That lesson hath been learn'd in tears.

Mother. Such tears, my sweet one, God approves :
They never shall be shed in vain.

The tear of penitence He loves;
And, for the sake of Jesus slain,
The contrite heart and broken spirit
A crown immortal shall inherit.

Boy. But, Mother, though full oft I've read
Those cheering words of love divine;
Though daily I have bow'd my head
In prayer before God's holy shrine;
Rebellious thoughts are busy still-
I cannot tame my wayward will.

Mother.-Dear boy, whilst wandering here below,
A pilgrim in this world of care,
The Christian's is a path of woe,

Begirt with many a hidden snare.
But fear not!-Faith shall shield thy heart
From subtle Satan's keenest dart.

Boy.-I hear my brother's mirthful laugh;
My sister's bounding step I see;
And, oh! I long with them to quaff

The mountain breezes wild and free.
I gaze-till tears gush from my eyes,
And murm'ring thoughts unbidden rise.

Mother.-Dry, dry those tears, my darling child,

And check those thoughts that war within.
Think on the Pure and Undefil'd,

A Wand'rer in this world of sin :
His life of anguish, bitter cross ;-
And count all earthly joy but loss.

Boy. But, Mother, 'tis a weary thing

To press the couch from day to day;-
To feel, while yet in life's young spring,
Strength, hopes, and energies decay :
To know, twelve summers scarcely pass'd,
That this must be the last-the last!

Mother. The last on earth, my darling boy;

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But raise thy drooping soul above,
And claim, through Christ, the promis'd joy
He purchas'd with redeeming love.
Then, errors, frailties, sins forgiven-
Though last on earth, thy first in Heaven!

Boy. Thanks, Mother, thanks!-'Tis pass'd away,
The hour of darkness;-and I feel

New hopes around my bosom play,
And bliss o'er all my senses steal.
My Saviour's arm is round me cast-
The bitterness of death is pass'd.

I see it now!-Had health been mine,
My untam'd spirit had not sought
Acceptance at God's holy shrine,

The pardon by my Saviour brought.
Then let me Kiss the chast'ning rod
That brought my wand'ring heart to God.

Kiss, kiss my brow, my Mother dear,
And kneel beside thy dying son :-
Nay, weep not o'er my early bier,

But say with me," Thy will be done."
Hark-Heard ye that seraphic hymn?
See there!-'tis gone !-my eyes wax dim.

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