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corridor of the future, not the wail of despair, but the cheerful the world than she has done in the last century? Could we put note of hope, as he caught the voice of Christ saying Peace! France, Italy, or even Germany in her place, could either of and who, catching, repeated the heavenly strain :

them do more than she is now doing 10 this great end? It is

not what she was in Peter's day, or in that of Nicholas, that is Peace! and no longer from its brazen portals The blast of War's great organ shakes the skies !

to guide our opinion, but what she is now and what she is to But beaunsul as songs of the immortals,

be in the steady growth of her civilizing power. We see the The holy melodies of Love arise.

indices of that growth in the emancipation of her seris, and in

freeing and sending home 10,000 Persian subjects enslaved in THE THREE ALLIED POWERS.

Khiva. It is inevitable; Russia must and will widen her empire and her power southward; the great work assigned her

requires it, and Providence will allow no interpellation of temThe world has heard and seen much of Allied Powers—of porary suspicion to interrupt “the order of the day” it has their spirit, motives and ends. Their history is pretty well established. written up, and easily and widely read. Some of these alli

Let us now turn to England on the south, with more than a ances have been very incongruous in their elements and even third of the population of Asia under her rule. We do not see objects. Most of them, if not all, have been temporary, and her there as the England of Hastings and Clive, but as the those of longest compact have been the most unsuccessful, as England of to-day and to-morrow. As such we know what she may be seen from the experience of “ The Holy Alliance."

is doing there, and what she has to do, and what she has to do Bul there are alliances of Great Powers which God has joined it with. We see her work of moral irrigation going on, and together, and which neither man nor any outside coalition may the growths of living green that line the streams in widening put asunder, which time itself cannot dissolve. It will take belis. We read of the railways and electric telegraphs, of the much time for the world generally to recognize and accept this common schools by the thousands, and other institutions she is fact; but the public mind of England should now be up to the planting over the vast region under her softening and benefilevel of this truth, and be able to receive it and act upon it in cent sway. It is inevitable. She is under the motive necessiall the future that lies before the nation. Surely this must be ty of her position. She must, she will, widen her empire northclear and manifest to all who walch the signs of the times and ward, until there shall be no more Himalayas as the boundary heed their evident meaning.

of civilization. The moral forces work slowly in their first England, Russia and America are the Three Great Powers terms of action on dark and dense masses of mankind, but they which, from their birth, Providence has been training for an follow the geometrical order of progression,

at later steps everlasting alliance in the greatest work that united nations produce results of stupendous importance. By that rule Engcould accomplish or attempt for the world. For a whole cen- land has been working as long as Russia in Asia. She had the tury long the liens of this union have been growing in number, most enlightened, and Russia the most benighted, population and tauter and stronger, and they can no more be loosed by of the continent io work upon. Each is producing its proporoutside human will or force than the bands of Orion.” For tionate results for the races divided by the Himalayas. several centuries the Star of Empire has held its way west- Now let us turn to America, and its part and lot in the great ward from the cradle of the race. But the East and West work as one of the Allied Powers. America, if Europe's have now met, and the Star of Christian Empire, in making west, is Asia's east, its nearest Pacific neighbor. So far as its tour around the world, row faces eastward again; and who direct and easy contact is concerned, America abuts broadside should follow its light and secure its conquests for mankind ? on to the eastern half of that populous continent. This is the Who are the East and West, as the great facts and living civilizing force of its local position, and by virtue of this local furces upon which these victories of civilization depend? They position alone it is more in effective contact with Eastern than are England, Russia and America. These are the three Great Russia is with Northern Asia. Its head-springs of civilization Powers which Providence has allied for this mighty mission are nearer than Russia's, nearer than England's to that side of for humanity. It is not an alliance of their own free and pre- the continent, and they will grow nearer and nearer in proxdeterminate choice. The choice was not left for their option. imity from year to year, for all the centuries to come.

For A mind more enlightened than theirs made it for them, and ir- English America and American England, both the Great Rerepealable. Seeing this revealed by the clearest facts, how can public and the growing Dominion on its north, are peopling they, why should they, be “disobedient to the heavenly ihe vast areas west of the Mississippi and west of the vision ?

Rocky mountains, duplicating their Atlantic ports and comWas there any alternative? Were there any other Powers merce on the Pacific coast, and planting it from sea to mounin the world which, by geographical position, by history, in- tain with their most vigorous communities. China and Japan herent force of character, and other civilizing capacities could will forevermore be the nearest foreign neighbors 10 Pacific do the work which Providence has commitied to these three America. This is not theory ; it is not a prospective possibility great Empires ? What is that work? To reclaim the largest merely; it is an active reality, even now, at an advanced stage and the most populous continent of the world from the waste of experience. The steamships that now ply between Ameriof heathenism and the blight of moral darkness; 10 lift it up 10 ca’s West and Asia's East make more frequent departures and the light and level of Christian civilization. A vast enterprise arrivals than those of the Atlantic did between Liverpool and this, most truly. If an arid desert is to be irrigated to fertili- New York in 1846. They will increase to weekly intervals, ty where must the water come from? Certainly from the then to daily, perhaps in the same time that this rate was green land of springs that surrounds it. If Central Asia is reached between Europe and the United States. For, when such a moral desert, and must be irrigated with the water of a the American railway system between the Mississippi and the new life, what green lands surround it that can turn upon it Pacific shall have been developed to its full design and capacitheir healthy and fertilizing springs? Can there be two rea- ty, Europe must share largely in this Pacific commerce. sonable or truthful answers to that question ? England, Russia But these capacities of proximity and commerce are mong and America are the only countries surrounding Asia that can the minor civilizing forces that fit America as a partner Power supply these springs. Each is filled with remarkable capaci- with England and Russia in the great work of reclaiming Asia ties for its part of ihe common work-by local position, by his to a Christian civilization. She is bringing to bear upon this tory, by fundamental institutions and civilizing force of char- work forces of a far higher grade of moral power.' She is acter. See how these three Powers are converging toward not now, and never will be, planting American communities each other, as they bear down in their triangular march upon in China or Japan, as normal schools of instruction in the life Asia.

of municipal institutions and self-governing populations. But There is Russia deploying southward on her march across she is doing more than this, more than she would if she plantthe Continent. Is she not the only power on earih in position ed and peopled a town of 10,000 Americans every year in those to do the work of Christian civilization for the northern balf of countries. She is taking into her oun States Chinese by lens Asia? Let us be fair, and appreciate historical facts honestly. of thousands yearly, to apprentice themselves 10 hier industria)

Power, with the same capital of moral force, occupations and machinery of labor, 10 learn what these and all done more for the empire of civilization in the dark places of else ihat they see, handle, use, hear, and en oy may teach them

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THE GOLDEN SIDE. and disseminate such instruction through their native countries. There are hundreds of Chinese and Japanese students in

There is many a rest in the road of life, American colleges and schools, fitting themselves to become

If we only would stop 10 lake it ; teachers at home of a higher education. Then American in

And many a tone from ihe better land, structors in every department of industrial and social science,

If the querulous heart wonld make it! professors of colleges, normal and common school teachers, pn

To the sunny soul that is full of hope litical economists, bankers, merchants, railway and telegraph

And whose beautiful trust ne'er faileth, constructors, master mechanics, and other men of the best skill

The grass is green and the flowers are bright, and experience in the arts of enlightened civilization, are do

Though the wintry storm prevaileth. ing their best to impart them 10 the whole Empire of Japan,

Better to hope, though the clouds hang low, which is opening its doors widely and gladly to admit

And keep the eyes still lified ; them.

For the sweet blue sky will soon peep through, This, then, is a part of the great mission assigned to

When the ominous clouds are risied ! America as a partner with England and Russia ; and she is

There was never a night without a day, not disobedient or blind to the calling of Providence. It is inevi

Or an evening without a morning ; table. There is no discharge for her from this task and duty.

And the darkest hour, as the proverb goes, She must, she will, march with these civilizing forces west

Is the hour before the dawning. ward and inward upon A sia from the whole length of its Pacific coast. Now, who can look at these movements and detach one

There is many a gem in the path of life, from the other in its progress and result? Who can fail to see

Which we pass in our idle pleasure, that :hese Powers are converging towards each other, and to

That is richer far than the jewelled crown, one great momentons end, in their triangular march upon Asia ?

Or the miser's hoarded treasure; Then is it not time that the three great Empires, thus fitted

It may be the love of a little child, and called to such an enterprise, and at this moment engaged

Or a mother's prayers to heaven, in it with such small and lessening spaces between them, should

Or only a beggar's grateful thanks recognize the alliance in which Providence has joined them by

For a cup of water given. bonds which they cannot sever? Is it not time for their stateswhat the poet sings ?—

Better to weave in the web of life
" And howsoever this wild world may roll,

A bright and golden filling,
Between your peoples truth and manful peace,

And to do God's will with a ready heart,
England-Russia- America."

And hands that are swift and willing,
This enlightened and generous sentiment is what is at this

Than to snap the delicate, minute threads moment most needed to ensoul the policy and attitude of the

Of our curious lives asunder, three Powers towards each other. --Truth and manful peace"

And then blame Heaven for the tangled ends should be their watch word and countersign on this grand march

And sit, and grieve, and wonder. for humanity. Truth, not the fitful vagaries of a suspicious imagination. Manful peace-peace that wears the bright face of that noble manly courage which nations must yet learn, the

Think how long prejudices linger; how hard it is to eradicourage to believe that what you would not do to another, another cate from the mind notions early received, even though they would not do to you. “ Howsoever this wild world may roll,” are recognized as childish and vain and erroneous. Think that this correlative and complement of “the golden rule's Eng- only one individual in a family may have aliained to a reasonaJand, Russia and America must learn and practice on

this ble view of his life and his duties, while all its weaker members march. Let no one be offended at the repetition. The day is are held to the sway of prejudice, tradition and irrationality. coming-it is near at hand—when England and Russia must All these things account for this difference in numbers. Thiók meet broadside on in Asia, just as the United States meet Eng- how the politician's rule plays its part in the church ; how land in America. They must see, what the outside world sees, it is made for the pecuniary interest of large numbers of persons that the day must come on this converging march eastward to uphold a creed in which they have no heartfelt interesi ; how when their developing Empires shall meet in ihe thin and com- strong are moneyed institutions, such as many religious eslabmon boundary of a geometrical line. Why should they not lishments are to hold men from any real interest in truth ; and thus meet in manful peace?Why should one or both wish you will not wonder at the apparent slowness with which a wide or narrow waste of heathenism between them? Why reason purifies the prevailing truth. This difference in numshould there be more need of such a sterile space between them bers will prevail while the conditions, privileges, and advan. than of one of equal width between Russia and Germany ? tages of human lise are so unequal; while ignorance exceeds Does commerce, still affected by the traditions of a policy gone enlightenment they will prevail. While credulity remains in forever, recoil from this proximity ? Commerce is not a war, excess of thought they will prevail ; while people are more but a friendly trade between two countries, as helpful to one as ready to credit the past than ihe present ; more ready to accept the other. "Could Russia, then, injure British India by sell the conclusions of some outside authority than to have concluing to it and buying of it more than now? Does political gov. sions of their own; more ready to pretend than to be brave and ernment apprehend the proximity? The British rule in India true, it will prevail. But that will not be forever. The relais not that of Hastings or Clive. If it is not now all that Indian tive difference in numbers has changed amazingly wiihin this millions can love, Britain can make it one of the best in the century. Every year now accelerates the change. - Farringlon. world for thein, a government which they would not exchange for one that any other Power could establish. Can religion shrink from the conterminous line? Such a line would only benefits, he did not calculate the widely destructive influences

When Mandeville maintained that private vices were public mark the centre of the widest continent, over which the banner of bad example. To affirm that a vicious man is only his own of the same Cross would float from the Indian Ocean to the Frozen Sea.

enemy, is about as wise as 10 affirm that a virtuous man is only

his own friend. These are a few thoughts which the view from an American standpoint suggests to the English mind.

Amidst all disorders, God is ordering all wisely and justly,

and to them who love him graciously; therefore we ought nou The best part of one's life is the performance of his daily to be dismayed. duties. All higher motives, ideals, conceptions, sentimenis, in a man are of no account if they do not come down and strengthen The Christian who has put aside religion because he is in him for the better discharge of the duties which devolve upon worldly company is like the man who has put off his shoes be him in the ordinary affairs of life.

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Mrs. Helen C. Weeks writes for The Independent an account The happiest word ears ever heard,

of a recent interview at Washington with Sojourner Truth The tenderest and the sweetest,

who, she says, is as “ tall and straight as a pine tree.” Though The one that like a song of bird,

now very aged, she retains much of her bodily vigor and the Kings purest and completest

remarkable mental and religious earnestness for which she has Against earth's wall of night and sin,

long been noted. Her special ambition is to found a colony for Bursting its gates asunder,

needy colored people, before she dies, upon government lands Is this which tells where storm hath been,

at the West. "I can never give you,” Mrs. Weeks writes, And night, and wave, and thunder,

" “the power and energy of the thin black face, a liule braid of But now is Peace!

gray wool on either side, and a white muslin handkerchief O winds! that know no rest nor sleep,

crowning the whole, instead of the gay turban oftener seen.''

To Mrs. Weeks, Sojourner said: “I'm most done with earth ;
O clouds that never brighten,
On shores which fret the weary deep

but I'm goin' to try for one thing more before I die. Out

West, on the big prairies, there's room for every one, an' In ceaseless waves to whiten,

there's no call for my folks 10 pack in here like they do, an' O hearts! that beat like frightened birds

steal an' lie an' forgit how to be decent. Now, I've mortAmid life's wild com motion,

gaged my little house to come on here an' beg Congress to O keys ! that fashion sorrowing words,

give some land for a big farm, where de poor old people can go O restless sails of ocean ! At last comes Peace.

an' the young ones git some trainin'. Let all dese wicked lit

tle niggers, that go to school a few hours an' den come out and The winds shall moan awhile—then rest,

steal everyihing they can lay their hands on-let 'em be sent Blue rend the storm asunder,

out dere, where there ain't no chance to steal, an' be trained The clouds in gold robe all the west,

into farmers an' workers. Reform schools pay. De governThe bird song drown the thunder!

ment can't lose, an’ it'll do a heap of good. Here I've been The restless hearts that ached so long

workin' five years for this thing. I want a-trainin'. Train Thro' years that know no sweetness

boys a year or two, an' the farmers all arouad would hire 'em By suffering pure shall grow, be strong

an' be glad to get 'em. To most divine completeness,

" Oh! dear chile, maybe I don't make it plain ; but every Hope, Rest and Peace.

friend of de black folksonght to pray for it. How dey are

tryin' to learn. They ain't fit to be anyihing till they've learned Trust on, faint heart! toil on, brave hands !

something more’n they know now. Here they feed de Injuns, God who forgets you never,

and give 'em guns too, to kill de white folks with. I Shall loose at last your heavy bands

don't ask for guns. I only want a chance. We black folks Forever and forever.

earned a right to some land. It's wet with our blood in places. Sunshine shall coipe, the storm be past,

Ain't that earned it? Chile, I'm goin' to have meetins, an? All stilled the wild commotion,

you must tell folks an' help all you kin. I want a start that'll And, in the harbor rest at last

last for the black folks as long as God does. Mr. Sumner said The wandering sails of ocean

he'd help me; but de Lord took him. Do you suppose there's In perfect Peace.

any senator anywheres near like him? Do you think they'll Have the courage to show your respect for honesty, whatever guise it appears, and your contempt for dishonesty and You have not fulfilled every duty unless you have fulfilled duplicity by whomsoever exhibited.

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PEACE THROUGH WOMAN'S DEVOTION. though strong and hale, could not draw up the two. He tried,

and tried in vain ; one could escape, both could not, and delay Why should any man ever become a soldier, when we have

was death to both 0, what a solemn moment in the history of such instances as the following, of what a human being can do, their lives! on that higher plane of devotion, through self-sacrifice and of

“ It is the general custom of the Cornish miner who attends prayer through personal appeal :

especially to the charging of the hole to remain behind and fire In the time of Cromwell a young soldier, for some offence, it. It was Michael Verran's turn to have ascended; but, lookwas compelled to die, and the time of his death was fixed" at ing for a moment at his comrade, and stepping from the bucket, the ringing of the curfew.". Naturally such a doom would be he cheerfully exclaimed, · Escape for thy life; I shall be in fearful and bitter to one in the years of his hope and prime, but heaven in a minute!' The bucket sped swiftly up the shaft, to this unhappy youth death was doubly terrible, since he was until it reached the platform, and the man was safe. Oh! how soon to be married to a beautiful lady, whom he had long eager he was to learn the fate of his deliverer, who had given loved.,

пр his own life to save him! He bent over the pit, gazed into The lady, who loved him ardently in return, had used her the great gloom, and listened. Then came the hollow rumbefforts to avert his fate, by pleading with the judges, and even ling roar of the explosion, hurling a fragment of the rock to the with Cromwell himself, but all in vain. In her despair she very foot of the windlass, which left a deep and an abiding scar tried to bribe the old sexton not to ring the bell, but she found upon his brow. The smoke poured from the mouth of the pit like that impossible. The hour drew near for the execution. The a furnace: they listened with beating hearts and throbbing tempreparations were completed. The officers of the law brought ples, but not a sound was now heard in the working below. forth the prisoner and waited, while the sun was setting, for Down they went through the sickening sulphur, down, down, the signal from the distant bell tower.

until they stood upon the rended earth in the bottom of the pit. To ihe wonder of everybody it did not ring. Only one per. Rocks lay here, and rocks lay there, in wild confusion ; but the son at that moment knew why. The poor girl herself, half Christian hero they saw noi. With faltering lips they called wild with the thought of her lover's peril, had rushed unseen upon his name, ' Michael, Michael Verran, where art thou?' up the winding stairs, and climbed the ladders into the belfry- And a voice came up from among the flinis, sweeter than the loft and seized the tongue of the bell.

voice of morning in the dewy vales, • Thank God! I am here.' The old sexton was in his place, prompt to the fatal moment. Yes, thank God he was there! and his pulses were beating He threw his weight upon the rope, and the bell, obedient to yet, and his faith in Christ was unshaken. With eager hands his practised hand, reeled and swung to and fro in the tower. ihey removed the rubbish, rock after rock, and stone after But the brave girl kept her hold, and no sound issued from the stone, until they found him under the flints, with one sharp pilmetallic lips.

lar hurled by the blast on his right side, and one sharp pillar Again and again the sexton drew the rope, but with desper-Ion his left, both standing upright, with a rocky cover upon ate strength the young heroine held on. Every movement them. Brave, good man! With shouts to the King of Heaven made her position more fearful, every sway of the bell's huge they took him out; and there was not found a rent upon his weight threatened to fling her through the high tower window, garment, or a scratch upon his flesh. When he was left alone but she would not let go.

by the hissing fuse, he sat down in a corner of the shaft, held At last the sexton went away. Old and deaf he had not a slab of rock before his eyes, commended his soul to his noticed that the curfew gave no peal. The brave girl descend- Maker, and waited the issue. And the God in whom he ed from the belfry, wounded and trembling. She hurried from trusted delivered his faithful servant. the church to the place of execution.

“ His mining life was changed from that hour; kind and good Cromwell himself was there, and was just sending to de- people from the Society of Friends rose up to encourage him. mand why the bell was silent. She saw him

They placed him on a small farm, where he passed the remain_" and her brow,

der of his years in comparative plenty. He served his God in Lately white with sickening horror, glows with hope and secret, as well as in the great congregation; and when the courage now;

time came for his departure, he was, as he felt in the bottom At his feet she told her story, showed her hands all bruised of the shaft at South Caradon, quite ready. He now sleeps in

a quiet country graveyard, where the daisies blossom in the And her sweet young face still haggard with the anguish it grass, and the birds sing at the opening of summer.” — Herald

of Peace. Touched his heart with sudden pity, lit his eyes with misty light

INTERNATIONAL MEETING. .Go; your lover lives,' cried Cromwell ; 'curfew shall not ring to-night.''

My Dear YounG FRIENDS :-As you have not all been able to attend the great international camp-meeting, held at Round

Lake, N. Y., during the past summer, you will read with pleasMICHAEL VERRAN-A PEACE HERO.

ure anything of a peaceful and joyful character which transpired

there. A long time ago, and I might say at different times in Mr. John Gill, of Penryn, Cornwall, has issued another (No. the history of the great Methodist church, there have arisen 9) of his valuable Peace Pages for the Young. It contains an controversies, as in several other churches, which caused a diaccount of a brave Cornish miner, from which we extract the vision. They might be characterized as a species of war alfollowing:

though there was no bloodshed. “ Somewhat more than thirty years ago, Michael Verran and This meeting has been so rich in peaceful sentiments that it two other men were sinking a shaft in South Caradon mine. is but just for us to indulge the hope that these family quarrels They had bored a hole in the bottom of it in the usual way, then are quite at an end. Here were men from India, and from one had climbed to the windlass, leaving the other two to attend Australia, and others representing the Canadas, and the Southto the blasting. They had been to cut the fuse to its necessary ern, and every portion of our country all baptized with the length, before placing it in the hole; then one should have as- spirit of brotherly love. Do you believe they would engage in cended in the bucket, the single man left in the pit should have war? Never. Some of these men had been separated for waited until the bucket came down again, fired ihe touch-paper thirty years, and as they met in Christian worship and bowed placed under the fuse, given the signal, and the two men should before a common Saviour, it reminded one of the meeting of have drawn him to the top before the explosion took place. In Esau and Jacob, who kissed each other as they wept. The the present case, however, they had acted carelessly, having services held for the children and for the vast congregations left ihe fuse attached to the coil. Then they cut it with a were so filled with the spirit of peace and love, that had Mars stone and one of their blunt iron drills. In doing this fire was looked on with war chariots and all, methinks he would have struck; the fuse was ignited, hissing sparks fell around them, withdrawn to another planet where he had more hope of causthe hole might rattle at any moment; they both dashed to the ing discord and strife. We doubt not that notes of peace have bucket, and shouted the signal. But the man at the windlass, I been sounded here that will never cease to vibrate. M.

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leg of his trowsers had left to the knee ; he had only one old boot for two feet; a long tangled beard hung down upon his dirty vest ; he carried a knotty stick in his only hand, and a greasy wallet was slung over his left shoulder. ''Twas Caleb Cord, and he was a beggar. Solomon took him into his barn, and gave him the best his house afforded. But he was very weak, and soon became quite prostrate. In his moments of consciousness he talked of his old father, and requested Solomon to take a letter from the breast pocket of his ragged coat, which he did. It was written by his aged parent in the Union, many years before, and though somewhat crumpled, was preserved tolerably clean in two coarse wrappers.

Caleb asked him to read it, and the great tears ran down his face. It spoke of the old man having tound the Saviour, of his near approach to the city of rest, concluding with an earnest prayer that he might meet his son in heaven. Soon after this he died; and the letter became a treasure not to be bartered for gold. Caleb Cord then asked Solomon to read a little from the Bible, of the prodigal son. “ This,” said he, “is a type of my poor self.”

Then the twilight deepened, a great silence fell upon the earth, and touched the soul of the watcher; and when Solomon again held the clear, cold water to his lips, poor Caleb Cord was dead upon the straw.

Which of the two would you prefer to be-Solomon Sloop in the fields of peace, loving and loved, living to benefit mankind and aid his fellow-men ; or Caleb Cord in his gay uni

form, studying the art of dexterously beheading his brother, SOLOMON SLOOP.

adding another huge weight to the high heap of human misery, grasping at glory only to feel the gash of sword-blades, and the

sulphur of carnage drying up his blood, houseless and homeless,
The field in which Solomon Sloop was ploughing was called a cruelty to his parent and a burden to the world ?
the Wood Meadow, because many years ago there was a
large clump of oaks on the northern side of it ; but they had

long since disappeared, except one or two by the farm-house,
in which the rooks on this spring morning were cawing vigor-

(Paraphrased from Southey.)
ously. The larks, too, sang deliciously overhead, and the “Is war right, mamma?” said little Lucy to her mother one
linnets and chaffinches made melody in the brake, while the day, while they were sitting together after the child's lessons .
daisies and daffodils in their emerald bowers sweetly spoke of were over.
summer days to be. As Solomon Sloop followed his plough “ No, dear, war is not right, because, you see, men then
round and round, drawn by two tall red horses, he had ample send each other unprepared into eternity, and wives and chil-
time for meditation ; and his thoughts flew back to the days of dren are left without any one to take care of them. I shall
his boyhood, when the music of his mother's voice was in his tell my Lucy a litile story, which relates to war, if she can sit
soul, and the landscape of life was thickly strewn with flowers. still for five minutes longer.”
- On went the red horses dragging the great plough after them,

“. Please do, mamma. and on went Solomon Sloop travelling round and round, seri- "Well, then, one summer's evening, a long time ago, in the ously thinking all the while, until he uttered his thoughts half- village of Blenheim, in front of a pretty cottage, sat an old aloud, on this wise :

man, whom we will call Kaspar. He had two little grand“ What a wrong thing it was to play at soldiers when we children-Wihelmina and Peterkin—who were playing at a were boys, and march up and down with sticks for swords, little distance on the green. Peterkin presently found somehollow tubes for muskets, a tin-kettle for a drum, and a colored thing, which was large and smooth. He could not make out rag on a long piece of wire for a flag of honor! But we only what it was, so he took it to the old man. Kaspar looked at imitated children of larger growth-old men and youths in our it, and, shaking his head said, 'Ah, my boy, 'tis the skull of neighborhood-and deemed this to be the only way to glory and some poor fellow who fell in the great victory ; I have found the good of our country. We could not then see the folly of Inany such while digging my garden. • Tell us, grandfather, striving to imitate the wicked customs that nations have prac- what they fought about,' exclaimed both the children at once. tised from the earliest times,-of setiling disputes by the whole- . My dears, why they killed each other is more than I can tell. sale destruction of their fellow-men, which has been such a I only know it was a famous victory, and that the English curse to the world. The instructions imparted to me by my beat ihe French. I was but a baby myself then, living with parents, saved me from the life of a wanderer, and caused me my father and mother near yonder stream. Our cottage was to be contented at home. But it was not so with some of my burnt to the ground by cruel soldiers, and my parents left withcompanions, many of whom grew up to become soldiers, and out a roof to shelter them. Fire and sword spread terror waste those gifts which God had bestowed upon them. This everywhere. Women and babies too, were slain !

But at was especially so with Caleb Cord. Poor Caleb ! I wonder every famous victory things like those must be. I have heard what is become of him now? How he used to brag that he tell the sight was dreadful, for thousands of dead bodies were would join the army, and be a hero! Time passed away, and left routing in the sun. Everybody praised the Duke of Marlwhen the brightness of youth was on his forehead, and the fire borough, and our good Prince Eugene.'' Why, grandfather, of hope in his eye, he left his aged father to go into the work. what a wicked thing!' 'Ah, my girl, but it was a famous house, and went off to the wars. A letter came to our Rector victory.' What thinks Lucy of war, now?” some time ago, saying that Caleb Cord was a wanderer in the Oh, mamma! I wish there was no war. I don't like to wilderness, with but one hand to hold forth for charity. Poor think of such sad things." Caleb! The last I have heard of him was his being seen by a pedler in the Highlands, ragged and shoeless, sitting upon a Men's proper business in this world falls mainly into three rock by the wayside with his face towards the setting sun.” divisions : First, to know themselves and the existing states of

Solomon Sloop looked up from his plough, and saw ap the things they have to do with. Secondly, to be happy in proaching the gate a poor creature who had hardly strength to themselves and in the existing state of things. Thirdly, to stagger. One side of his hat-rim was completely gone; his mend themselves and the existing state of things as far as either shapeless coat was collarless, and rent across the back; one I are marred and amendable. Ruskin.

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