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WORK BEFORE PLAY.

(CHILDREN'S PAGE.)
OTHER has sent me to “She says that I am nearly eight,
the well,

So I can fill the kettle,
To fetch a jug of water, And sweep the room, and clean the
And I am very glad to be

grate, A useful little daughter;

And even scrub a little ; And that is why I cannot play

Oh ! I'm so very glad to be With you and Mary Ann to-day. A useful little girl, you see. - Some afternoon I'll come with you, “So, Johnny, do not ask to-dayAnd make you wreaths and Perhaps I'll come to-morrow, posies

But you'd not wish me now to stay, I know a place where blue-bells grow, And give my mother sorrow: And daisies and primroses ;

When she can spare me, she will But not to-day, for I must go

say, And help my mother, dears, you • Now, Susan, you may go and know.

play.''

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A NEW YEAR'S TEXT.

It is time to seek the Lord.

Hos. X. 12.

AN EASTERLY WIND.

TEMPERANCE.

HINTS FOR THE HOUSEHOLD.
HOW TO LIVE LONG.

had to be sold, and new articles A venerable minister, who had bought to correspond with the preached some sixty-seven years parlour. Soon we found the in the same place, being asked house was not good enough for what was the secret of long life? the furniture; we removed into a replied, “Rise early, live temper- larger house; and now here I am.” ate, work hard, and keep cheerful.” Another

person

who lived to the great age of a hundred years, An infant should never be exsaid, in reply to the inquiry, posed to an easterly wind, more “ How he lived so long ?” I productive, I believe, of the nuhave always been kind and oblig merous cases of inflammation of ing; never quarrelled with any the lungs than any other cause. one; have eaten and drunk only “Never carry abroad a young into satisfy hunger and thirst, and fant in an easterly wind, that's a have never been idle.”

golden maxim.” Its adoption would save the lives of thousands.

-Dr. Bull. “No mates! I'll not drink and gamble," said a working-man, HOW TO ENLARGE VEGETABLES. some twenty years ago, in reply A vast increase of food may be to the jeering taunts of his com obtained by wisely carrying out rades, who wanted him to join for a time the principles of inthem at a public-house. That crease. Take, for instance, a pea. working-man spent his evenings Plant it in very rich ground, and at home in reading, writing, and allow it to bear, the first year, say improving his mind. He is now a half-dozen pods only. Save the a master builder! Working men, largest single pea of these; sow it is there not a power in “NO?”. the next year, and retain of the

produce three pods only.

Sow A SAD BEGINNING.

the largest of them the following A bankrupt thus explained how year, and retain one pod. Again he was ruined by a sofa. “That select the largest, and the next sofa was a bad beginningit was year the sort will have trebled its too fine for me. It made

my

old size and weight. Ever afterwards chairs and table look mean, and I sow the largest seed, and by these had to buy new ones. Then the means you will get peas

of curtains had to be renewed. Then rarely seen. Other vegetables the furniture in the other rooms may be treated in the same way.

a size

BOOKS RECEIVED. The Cottager, vol. 1870.-- Readings for Winter Gatherings (Religious Tract Society).-Home Words (Nisbet & Co.).-Friendly Words to Young Mothers.-Sunshine (Macintosh).—The Life of Christ.-Illustrated Children's Treasury (Book Society).-Every One's Almanac (Partridge & Co.).

* THE MOTHERS' TREASURY VOLUME FOR 1870, IS NOW READY, AND MAY BE ORDERED OF ANY BOOKSELLER.

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“My mother was left a widow with eleven children. My youngest sister, with whom she slept, would

often wake up at midnight, and find that mother had left her side, and on her knees was pouring out her soul to God in prayer for their conversion. Before she

died she had the happiness of seeing the last of the eleven received into the Church of Christ."

“My mother had fifteen. She prayed and confidently looked for their conversion. Four of her sons became preachers of the gospel. . Before her death every one of the fifteen had openly made profession of faith in Christ."

These facts were mentioned to the writer after a sermon treating of parental influence, in which he had told the following story of the mother of the Beechers :

“She prayed during life and in death that her children might be trained up for God. One of her journals contains this simple record,—This morning I rose very early to pray for my children ; and especially that my sons may be ministers and missionaries of Jesus Christ. For all her children her prayers have been answered. Her five sons became ministers or missionaries. One of them she has welcomed to heaven. Another is now the most powerful and celebrated preacher in America. Her daughter, Mrs. Beecher VOL. VIII. No. 2.

[FEBRUARY, 1871.

Stowe, is, by her writings, not less widely or favourably known. And her sister, albeit less distinguished, is by repute a woman of rare gifts, and a no less decided Christian.”

Such facts—and they are only specimens of many which might be adduced-speak volumes as to the power of parental influence, and the effect of the Divine blessing granted in answer to parental prayers, and make us peculiarly anxious that those whom we now address should realize their responsibility in this matter, and be made to feel how much, under God, the salvation of their children is dependent on themselves.

Unless we altogether mistake the teaching of Scripture, it is not left doubtful whether, when parents have done their best to train their children rightly, God will bless them or not. Grace indeed is not hereditary, nor does it run in the blood; but if there be anything in which Christians can confidently ask the Divine blessing, it is surely on the religious training of their children. It accords with all the holiest instincts of our nature, instincts of God's own implanting, that we should eagerly seek their salvation. It accords with the promises of the Divine word, that, through our labours and in answer to our prayers, we should confidently expect it. It accords with the spiritual view of the family relation and parental influence, that the children should be as the parents have been, not precisely, but in all the essential features of their character. The promise made to Abraham-“I will establish my covenant between Me and thee, and thy seed after thee, in their generations, for an everlasting covenant, to be a God unto thee, and to thy seed after thee”-cannot be regarded as designed for Abraham alone. Although the actual promise was given only to him, its principle is surely applicable to all the faithful. Addressed to him in person, it shadows forth the manner of God's dealings with His people ; for the Eternal changes not with time and circumstances, and is no respecter of persons. Moreover, there is in the words already quoted the principle distinctly affirmed—"Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not depart from it." Words like these should not be treated as idle words, or as not concerning us. They have a message for us as for others, and that message warrants us confidently to expect the salvation of our children, provided we “train them up in the nurture and admonition of the Lord.” We may expect~0 delightful spectacle !—to see the members of our families, under the Divine blessing, growing up a godly seed, taking the place of their parents in the Church below, finally gathered with their fathers in the Church above. We may expect this, for God is faithful. We may expect this, for He Himself is a Father, and has implanted in us those paternal yearnings which make us solicitous about the welfare of our offspring. We may expect it, for, under Himself, God has placed the destiny of our children very much in our own hands ; and if we but do our duty by them, in humble dependence on the

Divine blessing, it will be our happiness to know that, whatever worldly good they may miss, their earthly life shall be consecrated to God's service, and that when the vicissitudes of life are past

“When, soon or late, they reach that coast,

O’er life’s rough ocean driven,
They all shall meet, -

,-no wanderer lost,

A family in heaven.' [From an Address to Parents, by Dr. Landels : S. S. Union.]

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MY MOTHER LOOKED SAD. 'ATE one autumn I returned from the forest with a

beautiful brown rabbit imprisoned in my box-trap. I conveyed it home with an exulting heart, in the

buoyancy of unreflecting boyhood, expecting congratulation and the expression of congenial joy from my loving and beloved mother, in announcing the welcome

tidings of my success. Rare pleasure would she share with me upon exhibiting my innocent captive. I loved my mother's smile; but as I hastened to relate my achievement, how great was my disappointment! My mother looked sad. "My son, I wish you had a taste for higher and better pursuits," was her only reply. Volumes were contained in these few words. They indeed damped my spirits, and sent pain to my heart; but they were words of wisdom and love. They awakened the sober, salutary thought, that time was not given me for selfish gratification or unprofitable amusement, but for mental and moral culture, and for the great ends worthy of a rational, immortal being. They struck deep into my memory and my conscience, and often they revived, in a sober hour, in future years, to check wayward inclinations, and to reprove and restrain me when solicited by temptation to devote time to ignoble objects. What thanks shall I render to God for such a mother! Many a child would have been cheered with smiles and gratulatory words, fanning the growing passion for the trap and the gun. And what might have been the moral influence of such treatment from my own fond mother in that momentous period of life? I tremble at what might have been the result. Self-indulgence I imagined to be the source of happiness; and in this delusive, ruinous sentiment I might have been confirmed, to my utter undoing.

That scene is fresh before me; my mother at her foot-spinningwheel—the trap introduced, despite the sobering words just spoken

—the prisoner released in my inconsiderateness to play in the room, as if this must gratify her whom I so much loved, no less than myself. Poor victim! Few were his terrified leaps, ere he rushed into the open, blazing fire upon the hearth, whence he was taken with the tongs by my distressed mother, and despatched in haste to end his pains. Then, too, I was sad; for I had brought to a

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