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hard to read the writing. Now here was they were not to turn aside to the right a strange thing,—the writing was read by hand or to the left, but to continue their some, but as they had not the lantern they journey. Besides, He had told them the did not read it correctly; or if by any means places where they were to stay and refresh they made out the words, they seemed not themselves. Like good and wise children they to profit by them.

This was the reason, refused to turn in with the man, and lookthey read them in the wrong light; for the ing at him by the light of their lanterns they lamps they had in the broad road did not at once saw that he was an enemy. Then give the clear bright light of the lantern they held their staves to the lantern, and found that the good Man at the stream gave them. written on each the same words, The lust I should tell you that the good Man at the of the flesh,' and they knew that that was one stream had many names, but when we speak of the things they were told to avoid. They of him again we shall call him Lucas, which therefore refused to have anything to say means Light-giving. Now almost all those to him, but went on their way with firm who were fencing with the staves that hearts, and leaning on their staves they Lucas had given them, and those who were walked along with renewed strength. But quarrelling about them and reading the poor Clauda, who was a few steps behind, writing wrongly, were much older than Iva. for her foot pained her, did not fare so well The children in the broad road very seldom as her companions. used the staves at all, and some of the older

(To be continued.) persons had even burnt theirs. Iva, howerer, did not throw his away at first, but as

THE CHRISTIAN MARTYR. many of his companions laughed at him for carrying it, he at last threw it down by

ІНЕ Christian to the lions!' the roadside, and the dust made by his

Loud rose the crųel cry; noisy and boisterous companions hid it

Strong men and tender maidens from his sight.

Were fain to see him die. We must now leave Iva a short time, and

* The King, Who never robe nor crown, go in search of the other three children.

Save thorny mockery, wore, But I must tell you, that directly the

Shall have no followers in our Rome. deceiver saw Iva safely in the broad road

Fling wide the dungeon door!' and without his lamp he went after Amana,

Prone on the rough-hewn pavement Bithiah, and Clauda. In a moment he

The Christian Martyr lay; overtook them, and called out in his soft

The light streamed in upon himest tones, 'Good morning, dear children;

The clear cold light of day. you are walking very quickly along this

The wild beasts raged anear him, hard and toilsome road, you must be quite

The crowd yet closer pressed, tired : : come with me and rest. I have a

But still he lay with placid smile, beautiful cottage close by; the table is

As babe on mother's breast. spread with all kinds of good things : turn in with me and refresh yourselves.'

Sleeping ?' the keeper started, Now Amana and Bithiah suspected the Was ever such thing seen? man at once, and thought he must be With wondering gaze he loosed the bars, an enemy to Lucas, because He told them Drew back the wooden screen.


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The following morning our little friend

woke up in a much better humour, and felt OME years ago there lived in a little quite pleased when, after breakfast, Miss

village in the North of England a Trueman asked her to help her to gather a maiden lady, of the name of Trueman. She basket of strawberries. When the pretty was not very old, and was a great favourite little basket was quite full, Miss Trueman with all her nephews and nieces, who fre- said to her niece, “Now, Lucy dear, I quently came and paid her long visits. At

want you to carry this basket to poor Mrs. the time that I am writing of, her little Brown's, where you went with me yesterniece, Lucy, had just come to spend some day; and tell her that the fruit is for her weeks with her aunt; and as it was the daughter.' lovely month of July, she hoped to enjoy "Am I to go by myself, aunt ?' said herself very much in the hay-fields. Two Lucy, for she had always lived in a town, or three weeks went by pleasantly, and where it was not considered safe for childLucy thought that she had never been so

ren of her age to go about alone. happy in her life before; when one evening, “Yes, dear,' replied Miss Trueman; 'you as she was walking in the garden with her will be ten years old next week, and Mrs. aunt, they passed the strawberry-bed. Lucy Brown does not live far from here. You are was about to gather some of the fruit, but not afraid to go alone, are you, dear?' her aunt stopped her by saying, "Do not Oh, no, I should like it,' said Lucy. gather any strawberries to-night, Lucy, as “Well, then, you had better go at once, I wish to send away all that are ripe to- and be sure you carry the fruit carefully.' morrow morning.'

Lucy walked down the garden-path very Very well, aunt,' said Lucy, and walked steadily, and set off down the lane; she had on, but she felt very vexed that her aunt not gone very far, when a slight gust of had forbidden her to pick the strawberries. wind lifted up one of the cool green leaves, . Surely I might have picked a few?' said with which the fruit was covered, and she to berself; 'there are a great many brought into full view a large ripe red berries on the plants, and I only wanted strawberry. Lucy looked at it longingly; two or three.'

she knew that she ought to cover it up, Thus reasoned this naughty little girl, and go on as quickly as she could; but it and before the evening was over she had did look so very tempting, that she stood fully persuaded herself that she was very gazing at it until her mouth watered. unkindly treated, and that Aunt Harriet Presently she lifted up another leaf, to see was the crossest aunt that ever yet existed. if there were any more strawberries as large

Now you will very likely think that Lucy as the one that she had first seen. Yes, was a very wicked child, to let such a trifle there were plenty more quite as large, if put her in a bad temper, but you must not larger. Lucy could no longer withremember that we have all an evil nature, stand the temptation, and she popped one that strives against the grace that God gives of the ripest and best into her mouth. It us in our Baptism; and so it was no wonder tasted very good, and was before long folthat Lucy was naughty, for she forgot just lowed by a second, and indeed a third. then to pray to Jesus, and to ask Him to These were so very nice that Lucy ate make her a good child.

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it takes me to write it, the basket was Then do so, dear,' said Miss Trueman. emptied of all its contents, except a few Lucy went upstairs, and throwing herself very small strawberries that lay at the bot- on the little bed wept bitterly, not for the tom. Then Lucy looked at the basket in sin that she had committed, but because rather a frigbtened manner. What could she feared her aunt's anger: at last she she do now? she thought : she could not cried herself to sleep, and asleep her aunt take the few that were left to Mrs. Brown. found her when she entered the room an What was to be done?

hour later. At last she decided that she would go * Poor child !' said Miss Trueman softly; home, and keep out of her aunt's way as 'I must try and make you sensible of your much as possible. When she got back, she fault, but I will not wake you.' went straight into the house, and going to Lucy, however, awoke at the minute, her own little room she took up a book and stared around; in a few seconds she and tried to read, but somehow she could collected her thoughts, and on seeing Miss not fix her attention on the book, and Trueman she hid her face in the pillows. throwing it down, she took her crochet, Lucy dear, come here,' said her aunt, and worked away until the dinner-bell in a tone that the child dared not disobey. rang; then she went downstairs, though I have been to see Mrs. Brown, Lucy,' she dreaded meeting her aunt.

Miss Trueman continued, and was very “Well, Lucy,' said Mrs. Trueman, as her much surprised to hear from her, that niece entered the dining-room, where have neither you nor any strawberries have been you been since you came home?'

there to-day; and more than that, Lucy, I have been

up my own room, aunt,' I noticed that there were a quantity of replied Lucy; "it was so hot out of doors. strawberry-stems thrown on the ground,

'Yes, it is a very warm day,' said Miss which makes me fear that my little Lucy Trueman; “how is Mrs. Brown's daughter?' | has been a thief, and has also told a lie to

'I really did not ask, aunt,' replied Lucy, hide the theft.' hesitatingly.

Lucy burst into tears, and gently sobbed * Dear me, that was very thoughtless of out, 'Oh yes, aunt, I did do it; but please you, Lucy,' said Miss Trueman; never do not be angry, please forgive me!' mind though, I shall be walking that way “You have my forgiveness, dear child,' myself this afternoon, and I will go in and said Miss Trueman gently, but I want you inquire how the poor girl is then.' to ask God to forgive you for having sinned

Lucy's heart gave a great throb at hear- so against Him.' ing this, for she thought that her aunt Miss Trueman continued talking to her would be sure to ask how the sick woman little niece for some time, and afterwards had liked the strawberries, and then the she knelt down with her, and begged her truth would come out.

heavenly Father's forgiveness. Will you go with me this afternoon, I am glad to be able to add, that Lucy Lucy?' said Miss Trueman, when they had was never guilty of a similar sin again; dined.

and when in after years she had grown *No, thank you, aunt, I have a head- to womanhood, and had little ones of her ache, and I would like to go and lie down,' own, she often told them the story of “The replied Lucy.

Basket of Strawberries.'


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