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that the father had been a drunkard, and died in a drunken fit, and the poor widow had to struggle on alone. George, who was then about ten years of age, was the only child large enough to be of any help to his mother, and a good boy he was to that poor mother.
I left the house, and the next day sent some good woman to clothe them, and get George to attend the Sunday-school the next Sabbath. George was at the school, with new shoes, and hat, and clothes, a happy, cheerful boy.
For one year he was my scholar; then I left the place, and never saw him again till I met him, as I have told you, a merchant in a great city. God had prospered him, giving him friends and influence; and, from an errand-boy in the store, had raised him to be the owner. He was then twenty-four years old; with a wife, and one little boy a year old.
Now go back with me to New York, and you may think that you see me seated at the fireside, while he is relating the dealings of God with him, since I left him a little boy in the Sabbath-school at W
Soon after I left the place, he was fortunate enough to meet a man from New York who loved Sabbath-schools. While he was on a visit to some friends in the country, he saw George, and, being pleased with him, offered to take him home. The mother consented, and George left home, with many tears, for a place in the gentleman's store.
By good conduct he gained the affections of all who knew him. At the age of eighteen years he was advanced to the station of clerk, and from a clerk to a partner with his employer. When he was twenty-one years of age bis partner died, having no children or relations, not even a wife; and he gave to poor George all the interest in the concern, and at once made him the owner of some thousands of pounds. And here I found myself, seated with my old scholar, in a fine house and a happy family.
He is superintendent of a large school of poor boys, picked up from the streets and lanes of the city, a member of the church, and much beloved by all the brethren; a man known, too, by the poor and afflicted. Every Sabbath morning he has a school among the poor sailors on the dock, in a room hired for the purpose. As I sat there, so happily rejoicing in the goodness of God, as manifested in this instance, I could but ask George, “Where is your mother ?"
" Oh, Sir! she went home to heaven from my arms, in this very room, a few months since ; and just before she died, she gave me a strict charge to seek you out, and, if I found you, to tell you that her dying breath went up to God for a blessing on your head."
" Your sister, what has become of her, and your baby brother?"
“Oh, Sir, my brother has grown up to be a young man, and is now a clerk and first book-keeper in my store ; and he, too, has a large class in the Sabbath-school. And my dear sister is far away, the companion of a devoted missionary in the West. She was married but a few months previous to my mother's death.”
Here I must leave the history of this interesting family, and, in a few words, hint at the lesson it teaches.
1. See how God always confers bis blessings on those little children who love their parents. Little George cared not for the shoes for his cold feet, and a warm cap for his head, until his poor mother could have food.
And, through that little boy, God came in mercy to the family. George early became a Christian, and was the humble instrument of the conversion of his mother and sister. The mother is permitted the privilege of dying in the glorious prospect of heaven, and sinking down to the grave sustained by the arms of her noble boy. The sister goes out to be the companion of the missionary, to aid in spreading the news of salvation to the poor and perishing.
2. What encouragement there is in this history of facts! It teaches us to labour for the poor and destitute sons of affliction and poverty, that they may shine as stars of the first magnitude in the Saviour's crown.
Dear teachers, remember the poor. Do not pass them by. Care for them, and God will reward you an hundredfold.
3. The benefits of Sabbath-school instruction are not confined merely to the things of time; they reach into eternity, and roll a wave of glory up to the very throne of the great God.
Oh, let us be faithful, industrious, persevering, prayerful, and devoted to our work a little longer, and soon we shall go home to our reward and our crown.- From the Ecclesiastical and Missionary Record: a Canadian Periodical.
THE TWO GIVERS. A COLLECTION for Foreign Missions was being made at the church door. Up walked the richest man in the congregation, and laid a five-pound note upon the plate.
The people admired the gift, and praised the giver, but it gave no thrill of joy in heaven. Directly after him there came a little, pale, poor girl, meanly clad, and poverty written in all her looks, yet with a countenance full of sweetness, and a tear trembling in her eye, and laid beside the rich man’s note a single penny. The crowd pushed her rudely by. No one noticed or cared for her gift. But Jesus and his angels, who were looking on, accepted it, as far more precious than the rich man's note, and made a record of it to her honour.
You will ask, “How came this difference?" That same morning the rich man said within himself, “What shall I give to the collection to-day for Foreign Missions? I must give a five-pound note, for that is what will be expected of me; and I wish my donation to be above all the others."
That same morning the little girl had been reading her Bible, and had seen the story of the love of Jesus, and loved Him in return. She thought within herself, “ If Jesus did so much for me, O what can I do to show my love to Him? There is to be a collection for Foreign Missions this day, and I have only a penny;
but I will give my penny for Jesus' sake, and it may be He will accept it from me, for I love Him very much."
The little girl took her penny and laid it on the chair before which she was kneeling, and prayed thus for a blessing:
"O, my God! here is a penny which I will give to thee. Take it Lord, although I am 'not worthy to give it, and bless it, so that it will do good to the poor heathen." Then rising from her knees, she took it to the church, and gave as we said.
Reader, bear in mind, it is not what we give, but how we give, that makes the service acceptable. The poor widow's mite was declared by Christ to be more precious than the great man's gold.-
In the breath of the night-wind sighing ;
That wails o'er the dead and the dying.
On the path which they lately shaded ;
The flowers have fallen and faded.
Joys like the past one bringing :
Again will the birds be singing ;
The rose be as sweet in breathing;
As wild and rich in its wreathing.
Whether I may live until their coming ?
To wake with the warbling or humming.
When the summer sun next is glowing :
The grass on my grave-turf growing :
For the fameless one who had left it;
And mourn the stroke that cleft it:
Pleased with that name degrading;
A theme for their cold upbraiding.
HAND-MILLS FOR GRINDING CORN. VARIOUS methods have been used for preparing corn to be used as food for man. In ancient times parched, or roasted, corn was frequently eaten. Corn was also prepared for food by being pounded with a pestle in a mortar ; but the most usual method of preparation has, from the earliest times to which history refers, been that of grinding corn into flour.
The Mills which were used in ancient times, and which are now used in many parts of the earth, are very unlike the Mills by which corn is ground in this country. Our engraving represents a Hindoo family winnowing and grinding corn. Such scenes are frequently witnessed in India and other parts of the East. On the outside of the door is a female cleaning the corn, from the chaff and dirt, by pouring it out, so that the wind may carry away the chaff, and the corn be thus prepared for being put into the Mill. Two men are seen in the engraving sitting and working a mill, grinding the corn into flour. The mill which they appear to be working is of that kind that has been in use from ancient times. It consists of two stones;