knew the precious Saviour, and trusted in Him, you would not be afraid to go to Him, and live with Him in the bright mansions above, whenever He might call you.

But do not think that you will be any more likely to die because you become a Christian in early childhood? I find that a good many children think so, because in their Sabbath-school books they so often read of converted children that die in early youth. I have known thousands of dear children who have come to Jesus, and trusted in Him, and God has given them new hearts for His dear Son's sake; and now, after months and years have passed away, they are still rejoicing in Jesus, and working for Him.

Among a pile of letters on my table from children and young converts, I have just found four, which I am going to put together and let you read them. You can't fail to enjoy them. My heart has been filled with gladness at the reading of them. I never tire of reading such letters.

There is no sight in the world so beautiful to me

JESUS AND HAPPY CHILDREN.

as a company of children who have truly given themselves up to the blessed Saviour, and who, for His sake, have had new, singing, happy hearts given to them.

I think there must have been a great many happy children on earth when Jesus was here in the flesh. I think there is but one place in the Bible where Jesus is said to have 'rejoiced;' that is in Luke x. 21: "In that hour Jesus rejoiced in spirit and said, I thank thee, O Father, Lord of heaven and earth, that thou hast hid these things from the wise and prudent, and hast revealed them unto babes." Jesus seems to have rejoiced that very little children, as young as three years, could understand the way of salvation.

Dr. H. C. Fish, of Newark, was greatly struck in hearing the children in Rochester all over the city singing, "I love Jesus," and such little hymns of praise. The reason was, hundreds there had just found Jesus and were happy.

I wonder if the children of Jerusalem did not sometimes go about the streets singing such hymns?

When "the whole multitude of the disciples began to praise God with a loud voice, saying, Blessed is the King that cometh in the name of the the Lord," I think there must have been some children among the number. And that may have been the reason why the wicked Pharisees said to our Saviour, "Rebuke thy disciples." But I am glad He would not do it. He loved to see them happy, and so "He answered and said unto them, I tell you that, if these should hold their peace, the very stones would cry out." Also, while on His triumphal march to Jerusalem, I think there must have been some little ones who "took branches of palm trees and went forth to meet Him, crying, Hosanna! Blessed is the King that cometh in the name of the Lord."

There are some people now-a-days a little like those Pharisees. They seem troubled when they hear little children with joyful hearts

"Sing the praise of Jesus' name."

I too sometimes have been a little troubled when

I have seen a number of children manifesting a

ESTELLE VERY HAPPY.

great deal of joy in large children's meetings; not but that I love to see them happy, but because I have feared that some good men, who had just come into the meeting to look on, might mistake such great joy for levity. We are commanded to "rejoice in the Lord alway;" but we should take care to avoid "the appearance" of trifling lightness.

I wonder if my little reader knows what it is to be happy in the love of Jesus? Estelle, who lives on the shores of Lake Michigan, whose letter you will now read, says:

"I NEVER KNEW WHAT HAPPINESS WAS TILL I
FOUND JESUS."

"I am so very happy. I have found Jesus, and learned to trust in Him. I used to think I was happy; but I have found that I never knew what happiness was, until I found Jesus as my friend. I have attended most all of your meetings, and at first was not very much interested in what was said. I stayed to the inquiry-meetings, and some one would come and talk and pray with me, and I would feel sorry at the time; but when they

would leave me, I would try and forget what they had said, and go on as before. But the time came when I saw and felt how very sinful I had been, and that I must become a Christian. It makes me shudder to think how I had rejected that blessed Jesus who died for me. It was three weeks ago that I went to the meeting, and a gentleman came and talked with me, and I felt I MUST give up—I must love Jesus. I tried to pray, and very soon I seemed to see light; and I felt so happy and so different from what I did when I first came into the room. I went home very happy, and that night told my mother, and she was very happy. She told me I had taken a step which I should never regret, and which would make me happy all my life. Sometimes I felt, perhaps I have not found Jesus after all; perhaps I was only indulging a false hope. One day a gentleman, speaking in the meeting, said among his remarks to young converts, Satan will tempt you ofttimes, and tell you that you are not a Christian; you are only deceiving yourself. And,' said he, if you are