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HINTS FOR THE HOUSEHOLD,
. QUACK MEDICINES.
always consider the importance of The merest glance at the adver this fact. Agreeable emotions set tising columns of our daily and
in motion nervous currents which weekly papers is amply sufficient
stimulate blood, brain, and every to convince any one of the enor part of the system into healthy mous extent to which the sale of activity; while grief, disappointquack medicines is carried on in ment, and brooding over present this country; but no one can
sorrows or past mistakes, depress form the remotest idea of the
all the vital forces. To be physiterrible mischief which results cally well one must, in general, be from the indiscriminate use of such happy (see Prov. xvii. 22). The medicines, except he be engaged
reverse is not always true-one in a public hospital practice, or
may be happy and cheerful, and be occupied, as Í am, in tracing yet be a constant sufferer in body. the progress of disease and mor
Though the brain is the organ tality among the poor. Often
of the mind, these, its actionsand often has it been my lot, act
called emotions, affections, or pasing under the instructions of a sions are generally felt at the heart; coroner's jury, to find in the dead as that organ has, in these cases, a body of some unfortunate victim
sudden and considerable demand the frightful effect of a dangerous made on it to supply the necessary quack medicine. Here are men,
quantity of blood to the brain, ignorant beyond description, pro
that it may sustain the required pounding theories which are wild
efforts without injury. er than madness, applying them Hope, joy, delight, and love to the most delicately organized produce an agreeable and salutary fabric of creation, doing, as it
action of the heart and other needs must be, no end of mischief, organs, increase the circulation, and yet maintaining their position improve the appetite and health, among those whom they have so often aid greatly in removing grievously injured, and even living disease, and always render life in affluence upon the credulity of more pleasing. Anger stirs up their victims! A more perfect but
both physical and mental powers sorrowful picture of deceit could violently, especially when it innot be presented.—Dr. Letheby. creases to rage; the heart beats
with hurried rapidity, the blood THE MIND AND BODY.
is forced into the capillary vessels The mental condition has far with such force as sometimes to more influence upon the bodily burst them, the secretion of bile health than is generally supposed. is increased, and the muscles are, It is no doubt true that ailments for the time, firm and strong. Exof the body cause depressing and cessive terror often produces nearmorbid conditions of the mind; ly similar results. Fear, grief, but it is no less true that sorrow melancholy, despondency, and deful and disagreeable emotions pro- spair, retard the action of the heart, duce disease in persons who, un enfeeble the nervous and muscular influenced by them, would be in system, often derange the digestive sound health; or, if disease is not process and the bowels, and, if produced, the functions are dis continued, originate severe and ordered. Not even physicians fatal diseases.
ployed his people to weave for him. The silk and
he looked for diligent workpeople. He was very indulgent, and told them when any difficulty arose to send to him and he would help them, and never to fear troubling him but to ask for help and instruction. ;
Among many men and women busy at their looms was one little child whom the king did not think too young to work. Often alone at her work, cheerfully and patiently she laboured. One day, when the men and women were distressed at the sight of their failures, the silks were tangled, and the weaving unlike the pattern, they gathered round the child, and said, “Tell us how it is that you are so happy in your work. We are always in difficulties."
“Then, why do you not send to the king ?” said the little weaver ; “ he told us that we might do so.”
“So we do, night and morning.'
“Ah!" said the child, “but I send directly I find I have a little tangle."
We all have “little tangles” in our lives, and are discouraged because we cannot make them straight; so, instead of singing at our work, we are heavy-hearted and complaining. But is there really so easy a remedy always at hand ? May we send directly to the King? Hear what He says about it Himself; for if it is true, why should we go on carrying all our burdens and keeping our sorrows pent up within ?
“ Cast thy burden on the Lord, and He shall sustain thee.”— Ps. lv. 22. “ Casting all your care upon Him; for He careth for you.”—1 Pet. v. 7. “In everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God.” -Phil. iv. 6.
Every word of the Bible means just what it says—" all ”_"in everything"; then there is not a single thing shut out, from the smallest every-day care that worries, to the greatest sorrow that nearly breaks the heart. Nor is the King, like earthly ones, difficult of access : “ His ears are open to their cry." Though by seraph hosts adored, He to earth's lowest cares is still awake.
Take, then, ye toiling and troubled ones, the comfort offered you. Food is of no use to the hungry, if they only look at it, and do not eat; so you will be no happier or stronger if you only read the words of promised help; act upon them daily, hourly ; " send to the King directly you have a little tangle,”_"in everything," -“in all your care. Only take Him at His word, and you will find Him true to His word : “ the crooked places will be made straight, and the rough places plain"; "and the peace of God will keep your hearts and minds."
THE DYING SOLDIER.
N July, 1863, after the battle of Gettysburg, in the United States, for miles in all directions from the field of combat, buildings of every kind were converted into temporary hospitals. Not only dwellings, churches, school
houses, and workshops were taken, but the huge barns belonging to the rich Pennsylvania farmers were likewise so used.
In one of those immense structures, nearly one hundred wounded soldiers were carefully nursed in clean cots properly arranged in rows. Men who could not enter the ranks, and delicately-reared women, both married and single, hastened to the scene of duty and engaged as volunteer nurses. Seated beside the bed of a young soldier, scarcely twenty years of age, was a venerable old man whose silvery locks betokened that the weight of years was upon him. Feeling well assured that his young friend was near the end of his earthly career, the old gentleman took from his satchel a pocket Bible. Before, however, he had had time to open it, the youth cried out, “ Away with your Bible; I do not believe one word of it. Since joining the army my messmates have opened my eyes, and I believe that it is a cunningly devised fable. It may do for children and women, but not for men.”
Those who heard the foolish words were greatly shocked. The sad, sorrowful look of the old man will never be effaced from their memory. For some minutes his white head was bowed, so that his face was concealed from view. When he again looked up, the tears were coursing down his wrinkled cheeks. As soon as he could get control of his voice, he spoke to the young man in substance as follows :
“O John! I am thinking of the day when the news reached our village of the serious reverse our army sustained on the bloody field of Bull Run. I recollect the hour when you came into the house and told your mother, my only sister, whom I was then visiting, that you had volunteered and were going to the front.
Her grief-stricken face is now before me. For some minutes she sat speechless; then, falling upon her knees, as you must remember, she uttered that soul-stirring prayer to God in behalf of you, her only son. She asked the dear Saviour to keep you from harm and return you in safety to her; but if the will of God was otherwise, that your precious soul should be saved; and that if she never more should meet you in this life, she might in glory. Your mother's prayer was heard, as I fully believe, by the prayerhearing God. I can never therefore believe that the silly, idle, language of infidel men around the camp-fires can make so powerful an impression upon your mind as to efface the good counsel and fervent prayers of your sainted mother. When she and you bade each other that tearful farewell, both expected to meet again, sooner or later, on earth. That, alas! can never be. Two weeks ago we bore her beloved remains to the tomb. I could not tell you this before, and but for what has happened would not have told you now.
Her last words were addressed to me. She said : Go to the army of the Potomac, and seek out my darling John. Tell him that I died with prayers upon my lips for him. Tell him that the mother whom he so fondly loved, who was so devoted to him, believes that God has heard and will answer her prayers in behalf of her dear boy. Tell him that seven times each day since he left home she has prayed specially for his salvation. Tell him she sends him this holy Bible; that she has marked special texts which she believes he will read because his mother marked them. Tell him my last request is that he will look to Jesus and pray for himself, and then all will be well for time and for eternity; then only can his mother's prayers be answered, and her darling be saved. Tell him that his mother has only gone on a little before him ; that he must, sooner or later, follow her to the other world; and tell him that she knows that his manly heart will get swell with tender emotions of grateful love towards the Saviour who died for sinners,—died for His enemies : that all who believe in Him may be saved.""
The heart-rending cries of the young soldier caused his uncle to cease speaking and to close the mother's message. Every eye there was weeping; every heart melted with sympathy. Each Christian joined in prayer with the old man for the conversion of that only child, so soon to join his mother. At last, after a severe struggle the stubborn will was subdued ; and truly might it have been said of him, “Behold, he prayeth!” Within three days from the time we first had our attention called to him by the foregoing incident he had paid the debt of nature. Before his spirit left its tenement of clay, he gave evidence of a hopeful change of heart, closing life with these words upon his lips : “Oh, how happily to me have my mother's prayers been answered ! ”
CALL UPON ME, AND I WILL ANSWER THEE, AND SHOW THEE GREAT AND MIGHTY THINGS WHICH THOU KNOWEST NOT.”