intense suffering. She continually had in her lips, “whom the Lord loveth, he chas. teneth, and scourgeth those whom he re. ceiveth.” When under the hands of the doctors, three of whom attended to deter. mine on her case, she cheerfully submitted herself to what they thought right, and when the operation was pronounced to be necessary, she made not the slightest resis-, tance. She said to her mother, “ I am sur. prised to see you look so frightened ; mother, I am not in the least frightened ;” and appeared perfectly calm, and submitted to what they thought right.

Dear girl! she had to drink deeply of the cup of suffering, but may we not believe, it was truly sanctified to her; and can we doubt but that she looks at it now as a light affliction which worked for her a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory. When in suffering, she was most anxious to have those with her, who could read, and talk, and pray with her, and often begged her mother to send for M. H. for this purpose; saying to her mother sometimes, “oh mo. ther, I wish you would pray with me.” Sometime before ber death, she said, she should like to die and to be with Jesus. She perfectly felt the approach of death, and begged she might be buried at P- church, and that the school-girls might all follow her.

Almost the last words she uttered, after a painful seizure of delirium for about hall an hour, were, “Jesus—believer's ear." Mr. C. immediately read to her, “ How sweet the name of Jesus sounds, in a be. liever's ear,” &c.--the very hymn she wish. ed should be sung over her grave. Soon after this she sweetly fell asleep in her Saviour, and may we not believe that the music of her Saviour's name refreshed her soul in death. She died on Monday, July 12th, aged 13 years.

These lines were written by a friend after reading her letters to M. A. B. Go! happy soul! obey thy Master's call ! Ascend to bim, thy hope, thy love, thy all! 0! early wise, how dear to thee became That school where first thou heard'st the Savi.

our's name; While on thy yet bewildered, darkened sight, Grace deigned to sbed the beams of Gospel light; Then to reward thy faith in pain's dread hour, The Saviour held thee with his arm of power; Bade his blest name employ thy parting breath, And hope in Jesus gild thy hour of death.

ESQUIMAUX DOGS. “With heavy loads, the dogs draw best with one of their own people, especially a woman, walking a little way a-head ; and in this case they are sometimes enticed to mend their pace by holding a mitten to the mouth, and then making the motion of cut

ting it with a knife, and throwing it on the snow, when the dogs, mistaking it for meat, basten forward to pick it up. The women also entice them from the huts in a similar manner. The rate at which they travel depends, of course, on the weight they have to draw, and the road on which their journey is performed. When the latter is level, and very hard and smooth, constituting what, in other parts of North America, is called 'good sleighing,' six or seven doys will draw from eight to ten hundred weight, at the rate of seven or eight miles an hour, for several hours together; and will easily, under these circumstances, perform a jour. ney of fifty or sixty miles a day. On untrodden snow, five-and-twenty or thirty miles would be a good day's journey. The same number of well fed dogs, with a weight of only five or six hundred pounds, (that of the sledge included,) are almost unmanageable; and will, on a smooth road, run any way they please, at the rate of ten miles an hour. The work performed by a greater number of dogs is, however, by no means in a proportion to this, owing to the imperfect mode already described of employ. ing the strength of these sturdy creatures, and to the more frequent snarling and fighting occasioned by an increase of numbers.”

ANECDOTE. A number of single sisters, belonging to a Moravian settlement in Ireland, embarked on board a small vessel, to cross the lake which separated them from Greenfield, the place where they were going to live. The vessel being old and crazy, took in so much water, that the captain told them, he feared

it would certainly sink. This news greatly alarmed the sisters, who began to prepare themselves for death. A little girl who was with them, seeing one of them crying, asked her what was the matter? and on being answered that they were all instantly to go to Jesus the Saviour, replied, “I am glad to hear it, for bave not you often told me how happy we should be with him?” The ves. sel was however saved and arrived at the place of their destination.

ALIX.

TO A LITTLE BOY ON BEING SUSPENDED • PBOM H!S CLASS IN THE SUNDAY

SCHOOL “Lord, spare him yet another year.” Luke xiii. 9.

MY DEAR LITTLE BOY,_With very great concern, I now write to you on the sad event which has lately taken place, so much to the sorrow of your teacher, and your own disgrace. It was indeed with great pain that I heard the repeated complaints of your conduct from your teacher: and feeling quite sure that your example was doing much harm to the other boys in your class, I felt obliged to dismiss you for the present from them. Oh my dear boy, you little know how much sorrow your thoughtless, I may say wicked conduct, causes us all. Your teacher is very much discouraged, that having for a year and half carefully instructed you in the truths of the Bible, you should now appear worse, rather than better for his instructions that there should be nothing to be seen, as the fruit of his prayers, conversation, and care. Your dear parents, I am sure, will feel with us on this account; and for their sakes I would gladly keep you in the class under your own