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* A sister who nursed me in a hospital told me, that the patients would sometimes_express their love and gratitude to her by simply saying these two words when she came near.

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Sister, dear!- no, nothing ails me; lulls the infant to repose? It is not an I want nought but here to lie:

array of mere words. There is no charm Only, as you pass to others

to the untaught one in mere letters, sylThrow on me your gentle eye.'

lables, and words. It is the sound striking

the little ear that soothes and composes Soul and body sore have suffered,

it to sleep. A few notes, however unskil. Soul and body she hath cured ;

fully arranged, if uttered in a soft tone, She brought me to this house of healing,

are found to possess a magic influence, And to His feet Who all endured ;

to quiet and prepare for repose.

And All endured in soul and body,

this influence is not confined to the cradle. For this earthly, sinful race.

No, it is diffused over every age, and ceases

not while the child remains under the All thanks, my Lord, Who through this sister Brought me to Thy throne of grace.

parental roof. Is the boy growing rude

in manner and boisterous in speech ? I J. E. C. F.

know of no instrument so sure to control

these tendencies as the gentle tones of a HOW TO SPEAK TO CHILDREN.

mother's voice. She who speaks to her

son harshly, does but give to his evil conJOST people try to manage duct the sanction of her own example.

children either by bodily She pours oil on the already raging flame. punishments or by rewards In the pressure of duty we are liable to and prizes. There is one speak harshly to our children. Perhaps a other means of government, threat is expressed in a loud and irritating the power and importance tone. Instead of allaying the passions of of which is little regarded. the child, it serves directly to increase I mean the human voice- them. Every fretful expression awakens

the soft, gentle, soothing in him the same spirit which produced tones of the human voice; and this seems it, and so does a pleasant voice call up to be the more excellent way. A blow agreeable feelings. may be inflicted on a child, accompanied Whatever disposition, therefore, we would with words so uttered as to counteract encourage in a child, the same we should entirely its effect; or the parent may manifest in the tone in which we address it. use language in the correction of a child, Anger, severity of reproof, harsh words, not wrong in itself, yet spoken in a tone excite evil passions, lead to resistance, and which defeats its influence. Let any one

become the stimulants of disobedience and endeavour to recall the image of a fond evil conduct. Speak gently to every ono, mother long since at rest in Heaven. but especially to children. Her sweet smile and loving eye are brought vividly to recollection ; so, also, is her voice

- the tones of her voice; and blessed is that parent who is gifted with a pleasing utterance.

A sweet voice is a great moral power if it be employed wisely. What is it which

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now I think I see. The child's words HOW JOHN ROSS BEGAN TO

have opened my eyes.

Thank God for KNEEL DOWN.'


It might be absurd, but it was very (Concluded from p. 39.)

natural, he thought, that at this moment EANWHILE the father, he should remomber a time - long ago, it sitting alone beside the

seemed — when, having a hurt foot, he had hearth, mused over the

spent a whole evening at home; and when little sermon which his Ally, standing on a high stool at his elbow, child had, all unconsci- had brushed his hair till he fell asleep, and ously, been preaching. He he woke to find her laughing on his knee. would never forget that How firmly, as he then thought, he had sermon while he lived, for determined to spend at least four nights a

it had awakened hopes week at his own ever-bright fireside, and and fears that had been sleeping within how miserably he had failed to keep his his breast for a long season. Ah, how resolve! Truly, John Ross had small reason many years had gone by since he, John to trust himself! Ross, knelt down! and how long had he In whom, then, could he trust? Of found his chief pleasure in a 'home' in whom seek power to act rightly towards which

prayer was never made, and in which self, wife, and child ? Must he not, if he he had wasted, night after night, the time would be firm and strong, look upward ? and money which belonged of right to wife In other words, must he not, from that and child! Sweet little Ally! could any hour, begin to kneel down ?' society be more refreshing than thine when the day's work is over, and thy father rests beside his own cosy hearth?

Nearly a year has gone by, and still John face gleam more brightly, could any smile Ross spends his evenings at home. The be more beautiful, than that which thou paleness has left his wife's face, and little dost turn upon the beloved one in whom Ally is making wonderful progress in ariththou trustest?

metic. If you could look in upon them And the mother, was she not worthy of to-night, you would see them all busy in his care and love? Could she not listen making a child's scrap-book, and you would

, while he read to her of the great events hear a sound of ringing laughter, and a which were passing on the solemn stage of manly voice making funny speeches, and Time ? Had he a right to regard her as a you would see the mother's pretended chidmere food-preparing and clothes-mending ing as the mirth delays the work,' and machine, or as servant-of-all-work to John you would know at once that they were Ross, Esq., Lord of Creation? Surely, no! happy. She was his help-meet, not his slave; his Happy they are ; for the peace of God, friend, not his hired servant; and it became which passes all understanding, dwells with him to do his part towards making her life them in their home; and being united bright and joyous.

to each other and to God, they fear no 'I have been stran gely blind,' he began evil. to say within himself that night; but My good reader, do you think it would

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have been thus with John Ross if he had masters: for either he will hate the one, continued to spend his evenings at The and love the other; or else he will hold to Welcome Home?'

the one, and despise the other. Ye cannot Impossible! for ‘no man can serve two serve God and Mammon!'

Published for the Proprietors by W. WELLS GARDNER, 2 Paternoster Buildings, London.

Carla Cow I aicester Square.

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