While thus occupied, the bells rang out for the second service. Her mother was still watching the young girl; a change passed over her face, and she said,

"Peace, it is all peace-He is my Saviour-the bells are ringing, but I shall never hear them again. O what glory! 'I saw no temple therein, for the Lord God Almighty and the Lamb are the temple thereof."" Her eyes then closed, her spirit had taken its flight, and Katie had "peace at last."

She "persevered unto the end."

"The little one looked timidly up.

Her cheek was of olive

darkness, but a flush rested there."

GOING TO SING IN HEAVEN!

F I could have your faith, B-, gladly would I—but I was born a sceptic. I cannot help my doubts more than I can the results they lead to. I cannot look upon God and a future as you do; with my temperament, and the peculiar bias of my mind, it is utterly impossible."

So said John Has he walked with a friend under a dripping umbrella; for the night was stormy and very dark, though the brilliancy of the shop-lamps made a broad path of light along the wet sidewalk. John H- was a sceptic of thirty years' standing, and apparently hardened in his unbelief. Everybody had given him up as inconvertible. Reasoning ever so fairly and calmly made no impression on the rocky soil of his heart. Theologians disliked the sight of his massive face, and humble Christians sighed as he passed them. A man with such capacities, they said,-with such generous impulses (for everybody knew how kind he was), with an intellect so enriched, and powers of the keenest metal- and yet no God!- no hope