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But they could not say what the promise was. The next Sunday, they were again asked : when one said, “He that will endure to the end, shall be saved.” The next Sunday, a little girl thought it was that promise, “Call upon me in the time of trouble, and I will deliver thee, and thou shalt glorify me.” Calling at a cottage, a woman said, she thought she had found the promise, about which I had been speaking to the children, in the family prayer for Thursday; and shewed me the passage, “a bruised reed shall he not break, and smoking flax shall he not quench, until he bring forth judgment unto victory.” The next Sunday, one child produced 1 John ii. 25. “And this is the promise, that he has promised us, even eternal life.” And ano. ther brought forward Isaiah xli. 10. “ Fear thou not, for I am with thee: be not dismayed, for I am thy God. I will strengthen thee, yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the right band of my righteousness.”


DEATH BY FIGHTING. On Sunday the 27th of last February, two boys at Eton school were in the play-ground, when some words arose between them, and they pushed each other. From words they

went to blows; but they were separated ; and it was agreed that they should fight it out the next day. So at four o'clock 'on Monday afternoon, they began fighting; nearly all the scholars having assembled to witness the battle. Mr. Cooper, son of Lord Shaftsbury, in the 8th, 9th, and 10th rounds, became weak and exhausted. Some of the “ backers” had brought brandy into the field ; and in the 11th round it was given to Mr. Cooper: when he recovered his wind and strength. The young men continued fighting from four 'till nearly six o'clock : and when they seemed tired, they were plied with brandy. They fought about sixty rounds; and at the end of the last round, Mr. Cooper fell very heavily upon his head, and never spoke afterwards. He was carried to his lodgings by his brothers, who were present at the fight. He was put to bed,

under the idea that he was sound asleep; · but they found in a few hours, that he had slept to awake no more in this world !

The coroner held an inquest, and the jury brought in “manslaughter,” against Mr. Wood, and the second, Mr. Leith.

It is impossible to read this awful account without being very deeply moved. How much mischief would the influence of true religion, have prevented in this case! *. The first wrong step was sabbath-breaking.

The lads were taking their pleasure on God's holy day.

The next wrong step was pride. The one thought himself injured by the other, and he must have justice. Ah! had he known his Bible, he would have known that Chris. tians must not revenge ; but meekly bear injuries from others.

And surely the history of savage nations cannot tell us of any thing more horrible, than the conduct of the bystanders!

Alay my readers take warning, and be. ware of passion! May they go and learn of Jesus, who is meek and lowly in heart; and they shall sind rest unto their souls !


There is nothing which more plainly shews the fallen state of human nature, than the proneness of children to be cruel. How wicked it is to take pleasure in the pain even of a dumb animal! Sure I am, that the righteous will rejoice to do every thing in their power to lessen the suffering of the whole creation. If through man's fall, the whole creation groaneth and travaileth in pain together until now, it surely beboves man to remove, rather than increase the suffering, which he himself has brought upon

the world. Good children, I am very cer. tain, cannot be cruel children : but as some may read this paper, who have not yet got that change of heart and proper feeling, which make men merciful and tender; I shall now give a short and true history for their warning.

Last autumn, a boy was sent an errand to some distance upon an ass. He lived at Waverham in Cheshire. The ass did not go as fast as he wished ; and he made use of a shoemaker's knife, which he had with him, to goad it on. He cut its sides very badly with this, as he went along: but he had not gone far, before he fell off the ass, as it was going very fast down hill. And in falling, the knife stuck into his own side; and after lingering in dreadful pain for two or three days, he died !

THE LOST son. Twenty-three years ago, George Robbins, of Wetherfield, went to sea, and was supposed to be lost. His parents have long nourned for him. A few days ago, his brothers received from himn the following letter written in the Spanish mines :

“Yucataw, May 20, 1824. - DEAR BROTHERS, This is the first time for 14 years, that I bave beeu able to write to any body. Fourteen years ago, 1 shipped on board a smuggling yessel in Havanna, We got taken and carried in by a Spanish man of war; and were condemned to three years labour in the mines. We had been in about one year, when our captain laid a plan for our escape. He killed the guard; but we were found out; the captain was gibbeted; and we were all sentenced to the mines for life.

"The governor has freed one man for good conduct; and promises to free us all his next birth. day, if we behave ourselves as well as we have done. We are not allowed to write; but by the help of a woman, I have got pen and paper. The man that is freed carries the letter out of prison, stuck to the bottom of his foot.

"To relate my troubles and sufferings, would be more than you can have any idea of: but the worst of them is over, I hope. If, through the blessing of God, I should get clear, and once more enjoy my friends and conntry, it would seem like a new world to me. Most likely my father is dead.* Give my affectionate love to father, if alive and all my sisters.

G. R." . * The old man is alive, and ready to go and see his son, if he is not set at liberty.


Come, thou little smiling boy,
Father's hope and mother's joy;
Come, and I will talk to thee,
Whilst thou sitst upon my knees

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