Often, often, almost every day, I wish I had such a building in connection with our Medical Mission.

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In this country parents neglect their children very much when they are sick; and if we had a Children's Hospital, not only would we, with God's blessing, be the means of saving the lives of many, many little ones, and the lives of many poor mothers too, but we could also train a few of our intelligent Christian women, and show them how to treat the diseases of children, and how to nurse children when they are sick; and oh, what a blessing such women would be as nurses in heathen families, in times of sickness! You saw, this morning, my little band of students. few months we hope to open Branch Dispensaries at distances of eight or ten miles from each other, throughout our Mission in South Travancore, and these young men, by that time, will be able, we trust, to take charge of the Branch Dispensaries. How I should like to have a number of good kind Christian women, trained as nurses to help us to extend still more the benefits of our Medical Mission! but, in order to train them properly, we must have a Children's Hospital.

Now, my dear young friends, I told you that before I finished I would likely turn a beggar. Here comes the begging bit, at which I hinted in my first letter to you.

I don't think that anywhere in India there is yet an hospital specially intended for sick children, though in no country is such an hospital more needed. What a fine thing it would be if the Sabbath School children of Great Britain should be the first to give to India, what India so much needs-a Children's Hospital. Will you try? You

have built a Missionary Ship, and a noble ship she is. You support hundreds of children in our Mission Boarding Schools, and in many other ways you do a very great deal to help us to carry on our work among the heathen. You have now heard of another method of doing good. Will you join together and build a Mission Hospital for sick children? I have already a splendid piece of ground for the building, but I will require a little more than £100 to build and furnish the hospital. If, on the first Sunday of next month, ALL the children in the Sabbath Schools throughout Great Britain, who subscribe to the funds of the London Missionary Society, would give only one half-penny to their teacher for this purpose, more than the sum required would be forthcoming; and then at Neyoor would be seen, if God spares us, the first Children's Hospital in India; and above the front door we would have an inscription like this :

London Missionary Society's

HOSPITAL FOR CHILDREN,

BUILT BY THE SUNDAY SCHOOL CHILDREN OF GREAT BRITAIN.

"Suffer the little children to come unto Me, and forbid

them not, for of such is the Kingdom of Heaven."

EVERYBODY'S BOOK.

F you can find a people free from all sin, they are the people who can do without the Bible. But, as the Bible appeals to sinners, and "all have sinned," all need the Bible, and the Bible is for everybody. It brings many strange things to our ears.

"But, what is more than all beside,
The Bible tells ns Jesus died;
This is its best, its chief intent,
To lead poor sinners to repent.'

All persons may find both their likeness and their names in the Bible. The Dutch farmers in South Africa have held the black natives in great contempt. One of these farmers was out riding one day, when he saw an African sitting by the roadside reading, as in the accompanying picture. Pulling up his horse, he asked, jeeringly, "What book have you got there?" "The Bible,” replied the Hottentot. "The Bible!" said he; "why, that book was never intended for you." "Indeed it was," said the African, "for I see my name here." Where?" said the farmer, getting off his horse: "show it me." The black man then put his finger on 1 Tim. i. 15, "This is a faithful saying, and worthy of all acceptation, that Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners." "There! sinners,' I'm a sinner; that's my name, so that means me." The farmer was silenced, and, mounting his horse, he galloped away. As the Bible is for all, God charges those who have it to pass it on to those who have it not.

"So let us prize the Bible, and spread it far and wide,

Until its saving voice is heard beyond the rolling tide."

"A friend in need is a friend indeed." Such a friend was the "Day Spring," the Presbyterian Missionary Ship, to our own when in distress; for our Presbyterian friends say, "It was unanimously agreed that the Day Spring' should accompany the John Williams' back to Sydney, to render help if the leak increased; and, though it was a great sacrifice when the Ship was so much wanted, yet all such considerations were at once set aside, on behalf of the urgent claims of another Mission." For this great act of kindness all the young people who own the "John Williams" are ready to say, "Thank you very much.