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When meek and mild, the holy child, the good that lies in your power.

In Judah's temple stood.
From lips of eloquence and love

The truth resistless broke,
And learned doctors listening stood,
Astonished when he spoke.

Oh, for a harp, &c.

With water and the Holy Ghost
Baptized-reproving pride;
To Israel he became a guard,

A glory, and a guide:
He led them as a shepherd leads

His flock in pastures free;
And lived a life of love to man,
And suffered on the tree.

Oh, for a harp, &c.

And did he bow his sacred head,
And die a death of shame?
Let men and angels magnify

And bless his holy name.
Oh, let us live in peace and love,
And cast away our pride,
And crucify our sins afresh,
As he was crucified.

Oh, for a harp, &c.

He rose again, then let us rise

From sin, and Christ adore,
And dwell in peace with all mankind,

And tempt the Lord no more.
The Son of God! the Lord of life!
How wondrous are his ways!
Oh, for a harp of thousand strings,
To sound abroad his praise!

Oh, for a harp, &c.

As it is at present but the beginning of October you have plenty of time to commit my carol to memory. Should you meet with a better, you will do well to learn that too; but at all events, whether you learn one or both, be sure that you let not Christmas pass without doing all

The way to make it the best and the happiest Christmas you ever enjoyed, will be to double your diligence in loving and serving those around you, and in fearing and in glorifying God.

Think, speak, and act in love, and ready stand

To scatter kindness with a liberal hand: Fear God, and lowly at his footstool fall, And give your heart to him who gave you all.

MONTHLY CALENDAR OF NATURAL PHENOMENA.

OCTOBER.

OCTOBER winds up our floral year; and if you want a garland, you will make it more easily of fruits than flowers. October is not, however, a dreary month. There is beauty still on every hand; and though leaves are fading, birds are departing, and flowers are very few, the eye and the ear may yet find much in which to luxuriate, and from which to draw large stores of interesting and most profitable thought.

The greenness of summer has departed, but in its place we have the glowing tints of autumn, which are even more beautiful, and give greater variety to the landscape. The grand show of flowers is over, but we have the rich, ripe clusters of fruit instead, and which, if not more beautiful, are at least more precious. Each month has its own and peculiar beauties, and though all are, in many points, widely different, all are eminently fitted to promote the general comfort, wellbeing, and happiness of man, and present delightful themes for contempla

tion to the thinking and religious | old walls, and climbing up trees and

rocks, may be seen the evergreen leaves of the favourite ivy, now mingling with its clusters of greenish blossoms, affording delightful employment to many hundred bees, which are busily engaged in gathering from it their last few drops of honey.

mind. This is the month for completing the ingathering of the fruits, and laying by the winter store of apples, grain, and other things that God has so kindly sent for our supply. The hedges and woods abound, too, with his no less kind provision for the brute creation, and haws and hips glow brightly on every hand. Indeed, the effect of the clusters of ripe berries of various hues is, to our mind, quite as beautiful as that produced by summer flowers. There are the clear berries of the nightshade; the red clusters of the berries of the guelder-rose; the deep red fruits of the bryony; the orange-tinted branches of the mountain-ash; the scarlet haws and hips; the blackberries; the rosecoloured fruits of the spindle-tree; and others, all decking out the land with their varied beauties. Some of these are poisonous to man; and young people should take none to eat, of which they are not certain they are good for food. Black-coloured berries are often poisonous, and so are white ones; but there are red ones poisonous too. Neither the colour nor the taste is any guide; and so touch none of which you do not know the proper-yellow, which, mingling with the ties.

A few wild flowers are yet found. On chalky or clayey pastures may be found the shepherd's spikenard, with its yellow star-shaped flowers towering above the dwarfish plants around. The winter-green, or pyrola; purple-violets, and the naked crocus, are also in bloom. The mosses, this month, are peculiarly beautiful, and seem to gain verdure and beauty as other things are losing them. Around

In our gardens the chrisanthemums are the sweetest and most showy flowers we can boast; sweet violets, and some plants of the mignionette, with a few flowers left from last month, also scent the air, and help to show that everything has not ceased to bloom. "The glory of this month, however," says Mr. Howitt, "is the gorgeous splendour of wood-scenery. In this month our woods may be pronounced most beautiful. Towards the end of it, what is called the 'fading of the leaf, (but what might more fitly be termed the kindling or tinting of the leaf,) presents a magnificent spectacle. Every species of tree, so beautifully varied in its general character-the silver-stemmed and pensile-branched birch; the tall, smooth beech; the wide-spreading oak and chestnut, each developes its own florid hue of orange, red, brown, or

green of unchanged trees, or the darkness of the pine, present a tout ensemble, rich, glowing, and splendid. The dark and glossy acorns lie scattered in profusion on the ground; the richly-coloured and veined horsechestnuts glow in the midst of their rugged shells, which have burst open by their fall among the deep and well-defined palmy leaves, that seem to have been shed at once. The host

of birds enjoy a plentiful feast of

beech-nuts in the tree-tops; and the squirrels beneath them, ruddy as the fallen leaves amongst which they rustle, and full of life and archness, are a beautiful sight.

"Trees generally lose their leaves in the following order :-Walnut, mulberry, horse-chestnut, sycamore, limeash; then, after an interval, elm; then beech and oak; then apple and pear trees, sometimes not till the end of November; and, lastly, pollardoaks and young beeches, which retain their withered leaves till pushed off by the new ones in spring."*

This is the natural sowing time of trees whose seeds are scattered by the high winds in various directions, and are singularly furnished, in different ways, rightly to propagate their kinds. Swallows leave us this month, and

some of our winter birds arrive.

On October 1st, the sun rises at 6h. 3m. in the morning, and sets at 5h. 37m. in the afternoon; the length of day being reduced to 11 hours 34 minutes. The long evenings of this and the following months ought not to be wasted, or, what is worse, be mis-spent. It is high time to consider how the evenings of the winter may be most usefully spent, either in doing good or in getting good. Let this question be well answered, How am I to spend my evenings?

As you may have opportunities, there are many interesting changes to be observed among the planets this month. The moon is full on the 2nd, at 5h. 33m. in the afternoon. The new moon is on the 16th, at 5h. 13m. in the morning; and is again

*"Book of the Seasons," p. 294.

at the full on the 31st, at 4h. 47m. in the afternoon. The moon will occult (pass in front of) many of the fixed stars, especially during the night of Friday the 5th. The stars will disappear behind the eastern edge of the moon, and re-appear beyond the western edge. It would be well to notice the position of the moon among the stars on the evenings of the 4th, 5th, and 6th.

The moon passes unusually near some of the planets this month; in some cases the moon appears almost to touch the planet, both being nearly in the same direction: but, in fact, the moon is always a very long distance from any of the planets, and is always "near" to us in comparison with any other of the heavenly bodies. The planet Saturn will be within a tenth part of a degree of the moon on the 1st, at 9h. 19m. in the evening. It will rise with the moon about 6 in the evening. This planet will appear yet nearer to the moon on the 29th of the month, at 3h. 47m. in the morning. It will rise and continue near the moon on the previous evening. The moon will pass Mars on the 7th, about 10 at night, at 4 degrees distance; Mars, as it is now approaching the earth, becoming more beautiful; it rises at about 9 at night on the 1st of the month, and about half-past seven at the end of the month. It is moving slowly eastwards. Towards the end of the month it will be nearly stationary, and afterwards travel westward.

Venus and Jupiter are morning stars this month: they are both moving eastward. Venus will rise before Jupiter (being more westward)

until the 9th; and, after that day, Jupiter will rise before Venus. On the night of the 9th, these planets will pass within a sixth of a degree of each other, but will not then be visible, as they do not rise until about 3 o'clock in the morning. The moon will almost appear to touch both these planets on the morning of the 13th; passing Jupiter at 5, and Venus at about 11 in the morning. Although the heavenly bodies are old, and have continued their courses for ages, yet, so varied are their movements, that there is usually something new and worthy of notice, every clear evening,

to those who delight in contemplating the wonders of the starry heavens.

"OCTOBER derives its name from the Latin word Octo, eight, indicating the place it held in the Roman calendar. To the Jews it was known as Bul, signifying decay, as in the fall of the leaf (1 Kings vi. 38); or Marchesvan, as it was called after the captivity, the second month of their civil, and eighth of their sacred year. The Saxons called it Se teothamonath, or Tenth-month; and also Winter-fyllith, winter-beginning."Christian Almanack.

The Model Gallery.

ELIZABETH FRY.

"She sought her way through all things vile and base,
And made a prison a religious place;

The look of scorn, the scowl, the insulting leer,
Of shame, all fixed on her who ventures here;
Yet all she braved: she kept her constant eye
On the dear cause, and brushed the baseness by."-Crabbe.
MISS ELIZABETH GURNEY, after-
wards Mrs. Fry, born at Norwich, on
the 21st of May, 1780, was the third
daughter of Mr. John Gurney, of
Earlham, a member of the Society
of Friends. Her mother, a woman
of superior mind, bestowed great
care upon the education of her chil-
dren, anxiously endeavouring to train
them in the ways of religion and
truth. As a child, Elizabeth Gurney
was a timid, gentle disposition, re-
markable for strong affection for her
parents and family. When twelve
years of age she lost her kind and
judicious mother, and was thus left

to steer the course of youth and early womanhood without that best earthly guide for a young female. The family of Mr. Gurney possessed great mental and personal attractions, and, with the exception of attending the Quaker's meeting at Norwich, differed little in their habits from the world around them; being allowed to mix freely in the talented, brilliant, but, alas! sceptical society for which Norwich was at that time celebrated. They were, however, a rare and lovely group of young people, full of energy, both in the acquirement of knowledge and in

enjoying the pleasures around them. | rather restless at meeting; and on

Sketching and reading under the fine old trees of Earlham Park, riding on horseback, or strolling in the woods in search of wild flowers to botanize upon, were among their recreations. And life was enjoyment. Elizabeth entered with great zest into every amusement. Her tall and graceful figure made her conspicuous in the dance; and the sweet pathos of her voice fell thrillingly upon the ear when she joined her sisters in the duet or the glee. But with all this there was a craving for something better, and her journal exhibits a naturally fine and noble character, placing before itself a standard of goodness to which it could not attain, and lamenting its own weakness, vanity, and frivolity. He who marks the first good desires springing up in the heart, when even but as a grain of mustard seed, left her not to herself.

William Savery, a good man from America, came to England for the purpose of paying, what the Quakers term, a religious visit. He went to Norwich, of which he says, "It was the gayest Friends' meeting he ever saw." Elizabeth Gurney was one of those gay ones, for a love of show and admiration were her besetting sins. William Savery's visit appears to have excited great attention; and "the happy and wonderful change" it was the means of effecting in Miss Gurney is thus described by one of her sisters:-"It was on the 4th of February, and her seven sisters sat as usual in a row under the gallery, at meeting. William Savery was there. Betsy was generally

this day I remember her very smart boots were a great amusement to me. They were purple, laced with scarlet. At last William Savery began to preach. His voice and manner were arresting, and we all liked the sound: her attention became fixed. At last I saw her begin to weep; and she became a good deal agitated." She heard him again the same day, and astonished her friends by the great feeling she showed. Her sister says, "She wept most of the way home. The next morning William Savery came to breakfast; and preached to our dear sister, prophesying of the high and important calling she would be led into. What she went through in her own mind I cannot say; but the results were most evident and most powerful. From that day her love of pleasure and of the world seem gone."

From this time began, by visiting the poor and instructing the ignorant, that course of philanthropy for which she was afterwards so distinguished. Her father allowed her the use of a vacant laundry as a schoolroom; and, beginning with one little boy, she soon had a school of 70 children.

In the year 1800 she married Mr. Joseph Fry, of London, where she resided until the death of her fatherin-law, when she removed to Plashet. Here, as elsewhere, she was a blessing to her neighbourhood, by establishing a school and clothing societies, and visiting the poor; even the half-civilized Irish, and the still more neglected gipsy, were not beneath her notice. To be wretched and destitute was

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