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make a whole basketful of good apples TIIE APPLES.
decay, if you let it lie among the rest.' GARDENER had an “Well, we will see,' said the gardener; only son, whom he
'so give me your basket, and I will lock it had brought up with up in the cupboard.' the greatest care,
William did as he was bid, wondering trying by all the all the while what his father meant to do means in his power to change the bad apple into a sound one. to inspire him with A few days later his father called him, and the love of God, bade him look at the apples. They opened
and to protect him the cupboard, and found that three had from every evil temptation. The boy grew already begun to decay. up happy and gentle under his father's “There, father,' said William, 'I knew care. Modest, obedient, and pious, he how it would be: the rotten apple will was the delight of his parents; but it taint all the good ones.' chanced one day that he fell into the com- • Have no fears,' said his father; only pany of some vicious youths of his own wait patiently, and you will see them all as age. William, for that was his name, was
sound as ever.' And so saying, he put the surprised at language so new to him; yet, basket again on the shelf, and carried away in spite of something which warned him of the key of the cupboard. its sin and danger, he could not help being Another week passed, and again the amused at their sallies of wit, and their
press was opened and the basket examined ; lively pranks. After all,' he said to him- but now all the apples were decayed. self, 'if they say or do what is wrong, I William was annoyed at the loss of the need not copy them; nay, who knows that
but his father gravely said to I may not do them good by my example ? him: and there are few such good-humoured “My boy, I knew well enough that and amusing fellows in the whole town as your apples would all soon decay; but I they.
wished to prove to you how easily one His father soon found out the acquaint- bad companion will corrupt others. Wbat ances which his son had made, and deter- is true of apples, is true also of children mined to give him a lesson. He gathered and of men. Now tell me, what sort of seven apples, six being the finest and ripest company were you amusing yourself with a be could find in his garden, and the seventh week or two ago ? With those whose a rotten one.
He placed them all together manners and conversation would as surely in a basket, and gave them to his son. corrupt yours as this one rotten apple has The boy took them with pleasure; but spoiled the beautiful fruit with which it seeing the rotten apple, “How comes this was placed. It is easy for me to replace here?' he said. I will throw it away; these apples with others; but if you once for it will spoil all the others.'
lose your innocence, your piety, and the Do nothing of the sort,' said his father; friendship of God, we cannot as easily 'the others will rather render it sound.' restore them.'
"O father,' said William, you are joking; William hung his head, but whispered every one knows that one bad apple will to his father that his lesson should not be
THE DAY OF REST.
His iron-armed hoofs głcam in the morning
ray. But chiefly man the day of rest enjoys.
How still the morning of the hallowed
day! Mute is the voice of rural labour, hushed The ploughboy's whistle and the milkmaid's
song. The scythe lies glittering in the dewy wreath Of tedded grass, mingled with faded flowers That yestermorn bloomed waving in the
breeze. Sounds the most faint attract the ear;
the hum Of early bee, the trickling of the dew, The distant bleating, midway up the hill. Calmness sits throned on yon unmoving
cloud. To him who wanders o'er the upland leas The blackbird's note comes mellower from
the dale, And sweeter from the sky the gleesome
lark Warbles his heaven-tuned song; the lulling
brook Murmurs more gently down the deep-worn
glen ; While from yon lowly roof, whose curling
smoke O'ermounts the mist, is heard at intervals The voice of psalms, the simple song of
Hail, Sabbath! thee I hail, the poor man's
day! On other days the man of toil is doomed To eat his joyless bread lonely; the ground Both seat and board; screened from the
winter's cold And summer's heat by neighbouring hedge
or tree. But on this day, embosomed in his home, He shares the frugal meal with those be
loves : With those he loves he shares his heartfelt
joy Of giving thanks to God,- not thanks of
form, A word and a grimace, but reverently, With covered face and upward earnest eye.
With dove-like wings peace o'er yon village
broods; The dizzying mill-wheel rests; the anvil's
din Hath ceased; all, all around is quietness. Less fearful on this day, the limping hare Stops, and looks back, and stops, and looks
on man, Her deadliest foe. The toil-worn horse, set
free, Unheedful of the pasture, roams at large ; And as his stiff, unwieldy bulk he rolls,
their sakes. There was some writing upon THE STAFF AND THE LANTERN.
each stick. I strained my eyes to make it AN ALLEGORY.
out, and by the help of the lantern I saw T was a strange country that this sentence, The Word of God.' Each os I saw, everything seemed dif- lantern also had this inscription upon it-ferent from our own.
One The Spirit of God. I saw also that each thing puzzled me very much, staff had upon it other writing, but no one and it was that every little could make it out without the use of the child had to pass through lantern. a stream, and as they passed Now when these children had the staff
through a kind-looking Man, and lantern given them they were told with a grave countenance, gave each of that, whenever they were in difficulty, they these children a stout little staff to walk were to hold the staff to the lantern and with. I asked a person who stood by, read, and what they read would guide them why these children needed a stick to and show them what to do. They were lean upon, and he told me, that although also told, that during their journey to the they were young children, they all had beautiful country which was to be their a long journey to go; that whenever they home, they were never to put away the staff leaned upon this staff they were rested, or the lantern for any purpose whatever. but as soon as they tried to go alone they Without the lantern they could never find grew tired and cared very little about the the road, and without the staff they would journey before them. I saw also the kind- not be able to walk. looking Man give each of the children at Now I am not going to tell you how all the same time a lighted lantern, which was the children fared that came out of the to guide them through all the dark places stream, but we will follow one or two on of their journey.
I looked earnestly at their journey. We will notice those who the good Man, and saw that great marks came through the water at the same time. were in His hands as if nails had been This little boy whom you see just standing driven through, and His feet were pierced on the bank, taking his staff and lantern, also. I could also see great scars upon is Amuna; the meaning of this name is His forehead and round His head, as if Firmness and Truth: this little girl, sharp thorns had been run into the flesh. Bithiah, or Daughter of the Lord; this The stranger told me that there was a deep little boy, Iva, or Perverseness; and another spear-wound in His side, and long marks little gir), named Claudu, which name down His back, as if He had been most means Lame, or Mournful. cruelly beaten.
As they stand upon the bank all clothed When I inquired why He had suffered in white, with their staves and lanterns in so much, I was told that it was all out of their hands, and with the bright sun shining love to these little children. If He had upon their happy faces, you would think not been treated so cruelly, the little sticks them all the sweetest little childwen you would never have been made for the child
Now they all start together upon ren, and no lantern would be given them their journey, as merry and active, as happy to guide them on the way.
He was a
and joyous, as children could be. Looking King indeed, but became a Servant for at them now, we should expect them all to