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forgetful the farmers may be of their duty, you have yours to perform. Do you say that they compel your lads ? Do they threaten to withhold employment from them if you will not let them work on the Sabbath-day ? What is the question then you have to consider ? It is this : “ Which do I fear most-God or man? God has sent out his command, · Remember the Sabbath day to keep it holy,' &c. ; and man calls upon me to let my children break, and profane, and work upon that day. Whom shall I obey? If I obey God, I run the chance of losing eighteen-pence a week. Which is better—to earn that money and teach my boy to break the Sabbath, and perhaps lose his soul, and have to answer for it before God's judgment-seat, or give up that paltry sum, and obey God, and send my child to Sunday-school and see him at church, and run the risk of offending my employer?" Now, parents, this is the question for you to consider. I tell you that it is your bounden duty to refuse letting your lad spend the Sabbath-day in the fields. As a minister of Christ, I warn you of the consequence. I exhort you to remain firm, whatever ungodly and worldly-minded farmers may threaten, and I assure you that the Lord will give you more than you will lose. Yes, you will be gainers by it. Many who have kept open shops on the Sunday have closed them, and offended those who bought of them, but they have soon found that they have been gainers. And you who have the fear of God before your eyes do not hesitate a moment, take all consequences, trust your God, have faith in him, tell your master you must have your lad on the Sabbath; tell him that you dare not let your child break the Sabbath. First ask him coolly, and if he refuse, then act as Christians, and be not afraid to tell the world that you fear God more than man, and you can trust Him who “ feedeth the young ravens” to provide for you and your children, and that you believe that the righteous were never yet forsaken, nor that their seed begged their bread.

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HARVEST GRATITUDE IN GERMANY.

Dr. Steinkopff writes as follows from Stuttgardt. Do not the Germans shame the English ? When are the first-fruits hailed with grateful welcome ? and if there is anything of a harvesthome, how seldom does it rise beyond idle shouts and riotous excess? Oh, that we might learn a lesson from our wiser and more Christian neighbours !

" Stuttgardt, and, I may add, Würtemberg, is blessed in a still higher sense. A work of grace is carrying on there. Bible, missionary, tract, Jewish, and other Christian and benevolent societies and institutions, are in full and active operation. The word of God is preached by many of its ministers in purity. Some proclaim it with eminent ability, strength, wisdom, unction, and

success. Several of the churches are so crowded, that you must come half an hour before their commencement if you wish to meet with a seat. I preached, last Sunday week, in the parish church of Saint Leonhard, to a devoutly attentive congregation of 2000 people. When, at Stuttgardt and in other provincial towns of the kingdom, the first waggons laden with the corn-sheaves of this year's produce were brought in, thousands of the inhabitants met them in solemn procession. The waggons were placed before the church; hundreds, yea thousands, crowded them; hymns of thanksgiving and praise were sung ; heart-stirring addresses delivered by the clergy; and many a tear of grateful emotion was shed for the merciful deliverance vouchsafed by the God of all grace from a season of scarcity and want, and for having begun to crown the year with his goodness. The harvest proves most boun. tiful: in many parts of Würtemberg the wheat, rye, and barley have already been secured in excellent condition : the vineyards are a full month in advance, promising a most abundant vintage of the very best kind, provided this beautiful weather should mercifully be continued.”

CHOICE GATHERINGS FROM THE MOUNT OF OLIVES.

"I WILL GIVE YOU REST.”

THERE are some plants which grow right up-and there are some feeble ones which take hold with their hands, and clasp and climb. The soul of man is like these last. He was not meant to stand alone. He is not strong enough for that. He is not fit to be his own “all-in-all.” The soul of man is a clasping, clinging soul

, seeking for something over which it can spread itself, and by means of which it can support itself. And just as in a neglected garden you inay see the poor creepers making shift to sustain themselves as best they can—one convolvulus twisting round another, and both dragging on the ground-a clematis leaning on the door which will by and bye open, and let the whole mass fall down-a vine or a passion-flower, wreathing round a prop which all the while is poisoning it—so in this fallen world it is mournful to see the efforts which human souls are making to get some object to lean upon and twine around. One clasps à glittering prop-money, for instance-and it poisons him. Another seeks creature comforts—a snug dwelling, a well-furnished library—but Death opens the door, and he has then nothing to lean upon, so falls over on the other side, helpless and dejected. The make of man's soul is upward, and one climber cannot lift another off the ground.

But weedy as this world-garden is, the Tree of Life still grows in the midst of it. God has formed the soul of man of a leaning, dependant make; and for the healthy growth of that soul, it is essential that he should have some object far higher and nobler than himself to spread his desires and delights upon. That object is revealed in the Gospel: that object is Immanuel. There are in the Saviour's compassions sufficient holds for every craving tendril and eager clasper of the human heart to fix upon and wreath around. Instead of clutching to props which cannot elevate you, the Gospel bids you grow against the Tree of Life; and just as you grow up into Christ, you will grow into holiness and happiness.

And if you have not yet found an object of your heart's content -if you feel that there is still something wrong within you—be advised. Take the Lord Jesus for your Friend. He is one in whom you will find no flaw. He is one of whom you will never weary, and one who will never weary of

you.

" He sticketh closer than a brother:" he does not vary ; for he is the same yesterday, to-day, and for ever ;” and, best of all, he is a friend who is never far away, for he says, “Lo, I am with you alway.”

BURNING PRAYERS.

The poor

In some parts of India the people worship idols.

These idols are the most ugly images, made out of wood and stone. idolaters know no better, so we must not laugh at them, but only pray for them. But I think these poor Indians teach Christians a lesson, and I will tell you how. They are very earnest when they pray to their idols ; and they seem very anxious to get what they ask for. When we pray to the only true God, are we as anxious and as earnest to be blessed as the ignorant heathen are?

I must tell you a curious custom amongst the Indian idolaters. They put their ugly idol into a small temple. The man who comes to pray, brings his prayer written down on paper to the temple. He finds the priest there. He gives the piece of paper to the priest, who reads it aloud before the idol, and then burns it in a vessel full of burning incense. And what is the poor man doing all this while ? Has he left his prayer with his priest, and gone away to his worldly business? No, if you could peep into that temple you would see him, lying full stretch on the ground, with his face covered, in the posture of the greatest humility. Alas! poor idolater, how my heart longs that thou wert praying to the only true God; and that in that humble position thou knewest what it was to cry, “ God, be merciful to me a sinner!”

Reader, are you a Christian ? Have you heard of the true God? Then, of course, your prayer should be filled with greater ear. nestness and anxiety than that of a heathen. Do you go up to God's house to pray? The poor idolater fell prostrate on the ground in his idol's temple. In what posture do you pray in the house of the great God ? Do you leave the prayers to your minister to repeat, and do you spend that time in looking around you, and in thinking of other things ? Have you been blessed with bodily health, and are you sitting at your ease while your minister prays? What! sitting at your ease while your minister prays ? Is this possible? Can such a thing be true? Oh, surely if you felt yourself a vile sinner, your heart would soon cause your very knees to be humbled, and we should see one who was wont to sit during prayers, now kneeling low at God's footstool.

Reader, have you no occasion to be humbled before God? - Oh, yes," you say, “I am a great sinner, but I do not think God looks at the posture.” Yes, reader, God does regard your posture; as that often is the index to the mind. If God hath given you strength, you should devote your body as well as your soul to him. What would the poor Indian idolaters think if they could peep into our churches, and see the people, while their ministers were praying, apparently unconcerned and sitting at their ease, instead of meekly kneeling on their knees.

Reader, if you feel humbled on account of your sins, begin afresh, and join with the words of the Psalmist and say, “ O come, let us worship and bow down ; let us kneel before the Lord our Maker."

EUNICE.

THE CONTRAST.

THERE no place on earth

So full of joy and pleasure-
That there is only mirth,

And gladness without measure:
No place where sorrow never comes
To blight with bitterness our homes.
There is on earth no spot

So wholly given to sadness
That something mingles not

Its soothing drops of gladness:
No spot so filled with thorns of woe,
That plants of pleasure never grow.
It must be so on earth,

Where all is alternation:
There is, where's only mirth;

There is, where's tribulation.
Heaven knows no sorrow, no distress;
Hell never tastes of happiness.
May grace my soul prepare,

Through Jesus the Anointed,
The heavenly bliss to share,

For all the saints appointed :
That I may never see the place
Where all is misery and disgrace.

L. P.

GLEANINGS.

How TO CONVERT INDIAN CORN INTO Foop.-There are three diffe. rent ways of preparing Indian corn meal for the table. That most generally adopted in the States is to make it into a hasty pudding, by boiling it in water in the manner in which oatmeal stirabout is prepared, care being taken that the water boil before the meal is put in. If this direction be not carefully attended to, no after-boiling will remove from it a certain raw taste, which would render it exceedingly unpalatable. A second mode of preparation is by mixing wheat flour (coarse or fine), three parts wheat flour, and one part corn meal, and baking it in the manner in which bread is usually done. This, in the States, is called “Graham bread," and the plan there adopted is as follows:-Three parts of whole meal (wheat flour without the bran being removed) added to one part of corn meal, and the whole is worked up and baked. This gives a wholesome and substantial loaf, nutritious and strengthening, and admirably adapted for the labouring classes, who would find it excellent fare, and certainly far superior to diseased potatoes—ay, or even to sound ones. The third mode (called in America “Johnny cake”) being far too expensive for the labouring population, we shall not dwell on. It is, however, much used in the States, and considered there a great delicacy. There is, indeed, a fourth way of preparing it -- mixing the meal with eggs, milk, &c., and frying it as pancakes are fried; but this mode is also too expensive for those for whose guidance our remarks are given. In the States, also, it is used in its green state, in which form it is boiled as a vegetable; but as it can never be introduced into this country in that form, it is needless to speak further on this point. To sum up : the best mode of preparation decidedly is the first mentioned, namely, that of stirabout; the next is called "Graham bread;" and to prepare itin this form, the coarser descriptions of wheat flour, which can be

procured at a moderate price, will answer to mix with the meal. We had nearly omitted to mention that the Indian mode of preparation is also nutritious and wholesome; but we doubt if it would be relished in this country. The corn is dropped on a frying-pan, or hot stones, when it bursts, and becomes beautifully white. On a small quantity of this food the Indians will travel long journeys, without any fatigue. It is an admirable food for fattening pigs and oxen, which thrive well upon it, and whose flesh becomes delicate in flavour and appearance under its use. Most animals will eat it--dogs even relishing it—while, as regards horses, it is an admirable food for them, if mixed with oats.

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If things fall not out as we would have them to be, yet let it content us that they fall out as God would have them to be. God attains his end, though we miss ours. be better disposed of than by wisdom, goodness, and faithfulness itself? Doth not God do all things well? We, therefore, should not open our mouth to complain, because it is his doing; “but in everything give thanks, for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning

Bodily infirmities, like breaks in a wall, have often become avenues through which the light of heaven has entered the soul, and made the imprisoned inmate long for release.

ROMANISM IN INDIA--A correspondent in India writes—“I wish there were more missionaries sent to these hill regions (Landour, Himalaya.) Kotghur is very small and lonely, but it is, I trust, a beginning of the good seed sowing in this clime. There is only as yet a Roman Catholic mission here established; a nunnery in Mussoorie, and a chapel; and some Jesuit priests from Rome, trying to convert Hindoo children; but they succeed very little, though they try to attract the natives by show and mummery, just fitted for the Indian character,'

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