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lears. His drink lost its power on him. He came to a new which he must shew his skill was at the end, for he must mind, thought and life. He ran here and there and picked up always contrive to finish his poem at the same time that the her fruit. He took out all the cash he had and begged her to air was ended. This was called penillion singing, and Jast take it. He begged her to take his arm and let him guard her week at a Welsh concert I heard some of this kind by two men back safe to her home; and as he urged it he said: "Why, named Eos Ebrill and lago Beucerdd. I should be more proud to walk home with you than with the The Welsh are very proud of their country, and think no most rich belle in New York."

place like Wales. The kind clergyman who took is up the That was the old dame's coal of fire. She had read of such inuuntain seemed so pleased to shew us his beautiful country, coals in the Good Book. But if she had not read of them there, and said how could any one like :o leave those lovely scenes, if Christ had not said in words that she must give love for hate and live in the big towns of England! Sometimes the Welsh and good for ill, she would have done what she did, for the do this, but when they do their bodies are in one place and their cause that His mind was in her and must come out of her in hearts in another ; for Wales and Welsh people are all they just such acts as she did to the rough man of the sea who, in his really love, and though they learn our language, and have drink, thought it fun to wrong her and make her mad with rage. great friendships with us, yet they like to sing, Now it takes a great deal of ihe inind of Christ to dwell in the

" Wales, Wales, my mother's sweet home is in Wales; heart of man, boy or girl to make him or her act as did the old

'Till death be passed iny love shall last, dame in this case. But all may have it if sought for in truth

Mly louging, my hiraeth for Wules." and faith. And there is no one thing that makes a man so like Well, dear children, when you think of Wales you must Christ in power as to have this mind that was in Him. Why, think of a loving, triendly people, at peace with all the world, with it this old dame, as one might say, put a new heart in a and now will you, in imagination, give them a hearty grasp of bad man, and, it may be, led him to a new life all his days. the hand, and say farewell for the present, in which peaceful

act I too must join, and remain as ever,
Your and their English friend,


Dear Young Friends :-I began to write a letter to you

" NO!”
on the very top of a high mountain in North Wales, but I
hadn't time to finish it: I had been thinking of you and of
your good Peace Society, and your pretty Angel, and I thought “ Happy Johnny, how you grow;
ihe best way of making peace was to know and take an interest Do you chew tobacco ?

No!" in the different countries of the world, and so as I have often written to you about England and English people, I thought

6 Don't


smoke cigars aglow, this time my letter should be about Wales.

And color costly meerschaums?

- No!" It was a lovely afternoon and we started, a pleasant little

“ Don't you drink of wines that flow party, to climb a mountain called Talyfau. A good clergyman

“No!” came to show us the way, and he helped me to get to the top,

In purple streams of sweetness ? ' which indeed I do not think I could have reached without his

“ Don't you play a game or so assistance, for it was su high and steep. From the summit we

of cards and dice for money?'

• No!' could see a long way ; in front of us was the beautiful blue sea, and behind us were hills and valleys and fertile plains : “ You dare not speak an oath, I trow, while to the right was the pretty little town of Conway with its

Or tell an oily falsehood!” "No!" ruined castle and ancient wall, and to the left a range of mountains.

“ You would not strike an angry blow Wales is one of the loveliest parts of Great Britain, and one To show your pluck and manhood !"

“ No!" of the most interesting: The people though speaking a different language to the English, are yet loyal, loving subjects

“ Will you not a fishing go, of our Queen, and as perhaps you know, the eldest son of the

Or hunting on the Sabbath ?' " NO!
King or Queen of England is always called the Prince of

Do you remember the story of the first Prince of Wales? Be Polite.—There is something more in politeness than wbal will tell it for those of you who have forgoiten, or have never we sometimes call “good manners.” A boy or girl may unheard it.

derstand just how to behave in the street, or in company, and yet The Welsh people years and years ago were a separate na- be far from being truly polite. True Christain politeness considers tion, they had their own prince and their own rulers, and very the comfort and good feeling of others, and makes one gentle often there were quarrels and wars between the two countries, in spirit as well as courteous in words. It will have so much but at last Wales was subdued by the English King, who said of the Spirit of Christ as to do unto others as we would have to the people, “I will give you a prince who does not know a others do unto us. word of English ; " and then in a few days he came out to them from ihe castle of Caernaroon holding in his arms a liitle baby, his own infant son, and saying to ihem, “llere is Once when I was going to give our minister a pretty long your prince.”

list of the sins of one of our people that he was asking after, The Welsh used to be a very warlike people, but now they I began with “ He's dreadfully lazy.'

" That's enough,' are the most peaceful in Great Britain. 'l'hey do not read said the old gentleman, " all sorts of sins are in that one; that many books, but they study the Bible a great deal, and even is the sign by which to know a full-fedged sinner." the poor people are learned in matters of religion. They love their churches and chapeis, and so delight in singing God's praises that even in a small congregation the sound of voices is When I see a young lady with a flower garden on her head, greater than in many much larger ones in England.

and a draper's shop on her body, tossing her head about as if she Besides their hymn tunes the Welsh have a number of na- thought every body was charmed with her, I am sure she must tional airs that they are very fond of playing upon the harp, be ignorant, very ignorant. Sensible men don't marry a wardand they have a peculiar way of singing to these airs that many robe or a bonnet-box ; they want a woman of sense, and these years ago was in constant use amongst them. At a friendly dress sensibly. gathering one man would play a well-known air upon the harp, while another would sing words to it of what was passing When home is ruled according to God's word, angels might around him, praising, perhaps, the beauty of some fair lady, be asked to stay a night with us, and they would not find or the chivalry of some buld knight, and the great point in themselves out of their element.

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her side. He overheard her whispering something, and laying
his ear closer to her, he heard the words, "I'm coming, com-
ing, coming!

Where are you going, mother?” he said.
"To Heaven, my boy.

• Please let me go with you."
“I would take you in my arms if I could, but God loves you,
and will send an angel for you soon." And she convulsively
pressed him to her bosom and died.

And when the husband came home, drunk as usual, the horrible picture presented itself to him of a dead mother embracing a living child. The scene sobered him, and he vowed to do better, but, alas! so much had the demon drink got the mastery of him, that all his resolutions were like ropes of sand, and a few weeks found him at the inevitable ale-house; and so thoroughly insensate did he become, that he even sold the straw mattress for a copper or two to buy drink.

Poor Joe! the old vigils were renewed, and the felt what it was to have no mother. Sometimes he was overheard saying to himself, "I wish God would send the angels to take me to Heaven where mother is, for the fire is nearly out, and I'm afraid to stay in the dark, and it's so cold." Occasionally the neighbors took him in, and at other times he would hover about the doors of public houses waiting for his father.

It was a fearful night. The frost was keen and biting, the north wind drove the drifting snow before it like a maddening fury, mothers drew the window blinds closer, children huddled together in bed and pilied man or beast that might be out in the blast.

Two gentlemen going for the village doctor, with lamps in their hands, happened to shed a ray of light on something like

a boy, sitting cowering against the door-step of an ale-house ; POOR JOE.

there was the voice of noise and revelry within, and high over

all was heard the well-known shout of Blackey Lee; the boy Mary Lee was as decent a woman as the village could pro- was Joe! The gentleman knew him well; a stranger came up duce, but she had a brute of a husband. Not content with at the time, poked him gently with the stick, and said, "Go starving her and her child with hunger and cold, he added in- home to your mother, my lad." sult to injury, and cowardly blows to desertion and neglect. “His mother is dead, sir," said the gentleman. Most of his money was spent at the public-house. And ihose "And where is his father?' whom nature and solemn vows would prompt him to cherish, “That's him shouting so, and singing." were left to starve or beg. But it was not long, for Mary was “Poor boy,” said the stranger, "well for him if he were not strong at the best, and all this told powerfully on her slen- dead too." der frame, and brought her to the gates of death; happily for They took hold of his hand ; it was stiff and cold ; they her, they were also the gates of heaven. But it was a terrible touched his face, it was like ice; they took him up—he was dead. struggle for her to part with her darling boy, for Joe had been the constant companion of all her griefs, and shared in all

He sat beside the ale-house door, her woes; in fact, they were to each other the only oasis that

The night was bleak, and cold, and wild ; earth possessed, -all beside was sterile wilderness and barren

His clothes were few, and thin and poor; sand.

His feet were horn'd, his head was bare, Their work during the day was to do anything to earn a

Say, did an angel hover there

Over that child ? crust of bread, to keep them from utter starvation, and at night to sit in a dark, damp, dismal room, and watch the flickering

His torn robes flapped before the blast, embers in the grate till they died away, and then to creep to an

He spoke no word, nor wept, nor smiled ; old straw mattress that lay in a corner, and await the coming

The snow-fakes kiss'd him as they passid, of him whose very fvot should have liad Music in't a-coming

His hair hung o'er his half-closed eyes; up the stairs." But oh! the coming, the sad coming! woes,

And still he lonk'd towards the skies. for the coming! They could bear the surly blast as it howled

The poor lost child. around the house like a hungry wolf; they could bear the snow as it drifted in through the broken windows, and wound around

We touch'd his hand, 'twas cold and chill, them like a winding sheet; they could bear gaunt hunger thai

Ile spoke no word, nor wept, nor smiled;

We touch'd his cheek, 'twas colder still; gnawed at their hearts like a greedy bear; but the footfall of an incarnate devil maddened with drink sent a thrill of horror

“Go home, go home,'' the stranger saidthrough and through them, like an intensified agony, and they

He'd gone, dear boy, for he was dead!

The drunkard's child. clung closer together, drew the thin bed clothes ligbier around them, and awaited the fiery ordeal. But the blackest cloud will burst, and the darkest night will give place to the dawning day. We venture to say that no juvenile paper in the land wears a

But the parting! How could she go, and leave her darling more lovely tace or ieaches purer lessons of peace and good child to bear it all himself, with no hand to shield him, and no will” than our good Angel. We now publish, separate from tender eye to watch over him? Ah! she would gladly have the Advocale, sixteen thousand copies per month, and desire to stayed, but could not, for life was fast ebbing away, and the double the number by the first of January, and this we shall be mortal struggle was at hand. The only thought that consoled able to do if all the friends of the noble cause of peace will lend her was that he would soon follow; and the hollow cheek and a helping hand. No better illustrated tract can be scattered sunken eye that caused her so much sorrow before, she now broadcast in city and country. We call special attention to our looked at with complacency and pleasure. And yet the thought terms and invite all who love the things that make for peace to haunted her that perhaps he might die alone, with no one to aid us in giving the Angel of Peace to the millions who will be hold his aching head or close his sightless eyes. The struggle active for good or evil when the fathers and mothers have passed came at last, and there she lay on a pallet of straw and Joe by laway.






“Will you shovel my walk when the next snow falls ? "

Ned's lace was radiant as he answered.

“ All winter, sir. I'll do it every time, and more too, sir. Little Tommy Hawk

I'll do anything."
Is the terror of New York,

“Well, that's enough ; and do you know why I let you off With his feathers,

so easy? Well, it's because you are not afraid to tell the And his war paint,

truth. I like a boy that tells the truth always. When the And his blood and thunder talk !

next snow falls be sure you come to me."

“I will, sir.” His mother stops her ears

“ We'll all help him!” shonted the others : and, as they When his savage cry she hears,

turned away, three hearty cheers rose for Mr. Kendrick, and And all the children

ihree more for the boy that dared not run away.- Child at Shriek aloud

When Tommy Hawk appears.
For white men are his foes,

And with stcalthy step he goes,
Dealing right and left,

Once there was a good mother whose chief prayer for her
And every way;

little boy in his cradle was that he might have a loring heart. The most terrific blows,

She did not pray that he might be wise of rich or handsome or

happy or learned, or that others might love him, but only that Until weary of the noise

he inight love. That a savage long enjoys,

When that little boy, whose name was Edward grew up, it He doffs his war-like

seemed as if his mother's prayer had been answered, and that, Plumes, and then's

in making it, she had been wiser than she knew or dreamed. The quietest of boys !

She had not prayed that he might be rrise; but somehow the For those splashes of red chalk,

Jove in his heart seemed 10 make him wise, and to lead him to And that blood-and-thunder talk,

choose what is best, and to remember all the good things he Didn't really make

was taught. A savage chief

She had not praved that he might be rich ; but it turned out Of little Tommy Hawk!

that he was so anxious to help and serve others, that he found

the only way to do that was to get the means of helping : and But those who sneer and scoff,

so he became diligent, thrifiy, and prompi in business, till at And never, never doff

last he had the means he sought. Their warlike plumes,

Edward's mother had not prayed that he might be handsome; And never care

but there was so much love and good will manifested in his To wash the war-paint off,

face, that people loved to look on it ; and its expression made it In cruelty delight,

handsome, for beauty attends love like its shadow. And for any cause will fight,

The prayer had not been that he might be happy ; but-dear And their hearts are

me! how can there be love in the heart without happiness? Very, very black,

Edward had no time for moping discontent, for revenge, or Although their skins are white.

anger. He was too busy thinking what he might do for oihers; and, in seeking their happiness, he found his own.

But was he learned? Of course, when he found it pleased "I DARE NOT."

his parents to have him attend to his studies, he did his best ;

and though there were many boys quicker and apter than he, A group of boys stood on the walk before a fine large store, yet Edward generally caught up with them at last ; for love pelting each other with snow-balls. In an unlucky moment, inade him attentive and earnest. the youngest sent his ball spinning through the air against a

But last of all, though Edward loved others, did others love large plate glass window. The crash terrified them all, but him? That is the simplest question of all. You must first none so much as the little fellow who now stood pale and give love if you would get it. Yes; everybody loved Edward, trembling, with startled eyes, gazing at the mischief he had simply because he loved everybody. And so I advise those done.

little boys and girls who think they are not loved, to put to “Won't old Kendrick be mad? Run, Ned! we won't tell themselves the question, “But do you love?Emily Carter, Run quick!

in the Nursery. “ I can't!” he gasped.

Run, I tell you! he's coming! Coward! Why don't you run? I guess he wouldn't catch me!”

PUBLICATIONS OF THE AM. PEACE SOCIETY. " No I can't run!” he saltered. “ Little fool! he'll be caught! Not spunk enough to run

ANGEL OF PEACE, four pages monthly. away! Well, I've done all I can for him," muttered the elder Single copies, per annum, boy:

to one address, The door opened, and an angry face appeared.

The Androcale of Peace, 10 pages monthly.

81.00 “ Who did this?” came in fierce tones from the owner's lips. We will send for graivious distribution copies of the Ange', a fresh and “ Who did this, I say?" he shouted as no one answered.

beautiful paper, at the rate or 50 cents a hundred.

Letters in relation 10 publications, donations, agencies, etc., from the The trembling, shrinking boy drew near; the little, delicate. Eastern Sinies, should he directed 10 Rev. J. B. Miles, Secretary; er Rev. looking culprit faced the angry man, and in tones of truth, re

H. C. Dunham, Office Agent, at No. 1 Somerset Si., Boston

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year per single copy; for Ciubs, one cent for every four ounces. " I did it, sir." “ And you dare tell me of it?" “I dare not deny it, sir ; I dare not tell a lie."

CHIEF EXECUTIVE OFFICERS AM. PEACE SOCIETY. The reply was unexpected. The stern man paused; he saw the pale cheek, the frightened eyes wherein the soul of truth Hon. EDWARD S. TOBEY, of Boston, President. and irue courage shone, and his heart was touched.

PROF. ALPHEUS CROSBY, Chairman of Executive Committee. “Come here, sir; what's your name?"

REV. JAMES B. MILES, Cor. Secretary and Assistant Treasurer. “ Edward Howe, sir. Oh! what can I do to pay you? I'll Rev. H. C. Dunham, Recording Secretary and Office Agent. do anything,"—his eyes filled with tears, -"only don't make Rev. DAVID PATTEN, D. D., Treasurer. my mother pay for it, sir?”

Rev. D. C. Haynes, Financial Secretary.

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“REASON VERSUS THE SWORD!" To the Editor of The Advocate of Peace :

DEAR SIR :-One of the greatest wants that I have felt in my peace labors for the past five years is a good supply of peace literature to put into the hands of reading and thinking men, that will have sufficient moral and literary weight, to command the attention of the most profound. The tracts and pamphlets we have had have been good—have indeed, many of them been jewels worth their weight in gold. But hitherto nearly all our documents have been small. subject is of sufficient magnitude to occupy many octavo volumes to give but a moderate discussion of its merits. And one of the most encouraging signs is the announcement of the new volumes on peace that we have recently heard of both in this country and in Europe. I am glad to add one more to the list.

G. P. Putnam's Sons, of New York, have just issued a volume of 470 pages, entitled “ Reason and the Gospel against the Sword.I have made arrangements to give away about two

We present above a specimen of a new pictorial envelope, or three hundred copies to leading journalists and literary men of which we are sure will be regarded as one of the most beautithe country, for investigation and criticism. I shall be surprised ful and expressive things of the kind. if this volume does not make some stir in the literary world.

The Society has now four kinds of envelopes, three pictorial, This work can be had of the Publishers, G. P. Putnam's and one other containing brief paragraphs in relation to war

and the object of Peace Societies. They are not only envelSons, New York City, or of the undersigned, for $ 2.00 per opes, but peace tracts in miniature, and their use will promote copy. Men who wish to be up with the times will do well to the Cause perhaps a hundred or a thousand miles away. The purchase and read every new work on this living theme. price of these envelopes has been reduced to 15 cents a packWM. G. HUBBARD, COLUMBUS, OH10.

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