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much pleased at this, and Timotheus said, his people were assembled in the lower * It is just as our father told us; these birds room. All were full of sorrow and anguish, build their nests in low shrubs, or in little and were terrified when they beheld him. hollows in the earth. In this flower-pot • What is it? what is the matter ?' he this one has found a much more comfortable

eagerly asked. place for its nest. Oh! how our father * Alas!' cried the nurse, the children will rejoice when we show him the nest are no longer here, and no one knows what with the five little yellow beaks in it!' has become of them. We have inquired

Just then a well-dressed man, whom for them in every house of the village. We they had often seen before doing busi- have sent a whole crowd of people after ness with their father, and who sometimes them to seek for them everywhere in the trought them playthings for presents, came woods and round the lake, but all in vain!' up. The boys greeted him in the most • At all events they are not drowned,' friendly way, and told him of the happy said the steward ; they have not been near discovery which they had just made. “Ah! the lake, and in the neighbouring forest that robin redbreast there!' he said ; that one of their little shoes and a cap has been is not worth much. I could show you found by the forester; there they are on another bird's nest which will astonish you the table: he also remarked on the soft indeed. There are ten young birds in it; ground the foot-marks of two horses as far the old ones always stay in the nest, and are as the high road, then their traces were no

much more beautiful than robins. They longer to be distinguished from those of sparkle like jewels, and they can sing so the many other horses which had passed beautifully that a nightingale is nothing along that way.' to them. You have never seen or heard The father stood deadly pale in the midst anything like them. There, in the bushes of his sorrowing servants. He raised his eyes bebind your house, such a nest is to be seen. and hands to Heaven and exclaimed, Oh, Come with me, I will show it you.'

thou gracious God! I would rather they The boys went joyfully with him. The had been drowned! Then they would now bushes were only about a hundred yards have been with Thoo, beautiful angels in distant from the house. When they ar

Heaven! But stolen--ah! that is terrible. rived at the spot they saw another man In what danger do they now stand of bewith two horses. Each of the men hastily coming evil men themselves ! Yet, whereseized one boy, and swung him with him- ever they may be, O God! they are in self upon the horse. The boys wanted to Thy hands. He sank down upon his cry for help, but the men stopped their knees and cried with clasped hands, O God! mouths with a handkerchief, threw their protect them, preserve them from sin!' cloaks round them to conceal them, and He prayed for a long time, and then, rode away at a gallop.

without making any reproaches to his serTowards evening the father drew near vants, retired to his own chamber. to his house. He was surprised that the

(To be continued.) Lovs did not come to meet him, for they had always done so before with cries of delight. FIVE RULES FOR READING THE BIBLE. There was no one there to hold his horse.

1. Read it-read it allread it often : 2. Search He got down and went into the house. All it. 3. Remember it. 4. Love it. 5. Pray over it,

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LEARNING HYMNS.

rained all this blowy morning I am telling

MOTHER,” said a little boy, one bright you of, I made up my mind I would take

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Sunday morning, why do you a good walk as soon as the weather cleared. make us learn hymns and texts? It is a And it did clear early in the afternoon; great trouble, and we could always read so, wrapped in my cloak, I set out. The them or sing them out of our books.'

shore looked wild, so I turned my steps “Always, Geoffrey ?' answered his mo- inland ; before going far, however, I met ther. 'Is there no time when books are not a little party of children chattering like to be had or are of no use?'

magpies. I knew who some of them were; Geoffrey thought a moment, and then

two little lads of about Geoffrey's age said slowly, “If we were blind—but no, belonged to a tradesman with whom I that isn't likely for Addie and me; or if it dealt, and the rest, boys and girls, seemed was dark-but no! then you would ring for to be friends of these young leaders. lights; or if it was a time of persecution, • They were talking about how they ånd we daren't bring out our books—but should spend their holiday afternoon-it that never comes now.'

was Saturday, I think ---and it was “Let's • Well, Geoffrey, cannot you find a rea- play at this,” and “Let's do that,” till no son for learning hymns and texts by heart? one could hear what was said for the clatter, Then listen to me, and I will tell you a By-and-by I heard one shrill little voice say, quite true story of some children I knew, “Let's play Robinson Crusoe,” and that who found their hymns a great comfort to proposal seemed to meet with favour, for them in a real time of trouble.'

off the children ran to some place where Geoffrey and his little sister Adelaide there were rocks and caves, I suppose. nestled up to their mother in a moment : Smiling to myself, as the happy voices the word “story' is such a favourite one died in the distance, I set off for my walk. to all children, and this mother could tell When I had got indoors and was sitting such pleasant ones.

down to write a letter to your dear father, “Begin at the beginning,' said Addie, Cousin Gertrude came into the room lookplease, mother.'

ing very white. Be quiet, Addie, mother knows best,' 6“ Have you heard,” she said, “what said Geoffrey.

trouble the Wrightsons are in? Their two And the mother began.

little boys are missing, and so is the Vernons' * It was two years ago, in the blowy, child, and two or three others, and thes blustering November days, and I was fear they have wandered into some cave, and staying at the seaside with your uncle. been overtaken by the tide; it is a high I have often told you of the place, tide, soe said shuddering, “and most of

“ what charms there are about it-rocks, the caves will be some feet deep in water and sands, and trees feathering to at least." the water-side, more like a little town on 'I threw my pen down; it was my little the blue Mediterranean than a spot on

Robinson Crusoe band who were in danger! our Welsh coast. But this was nearly I told all I had heard of the children's winter, and blue skies were changed to plans for their play, and then we two grey, and sparkling waters turning brown went out into the chill dark evening to and foamy; still I liked it all, and as it had see what could be done.

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"There was a cave called the Mermaid's cave, where the water couldn't reach, and Cave close to the town-underneath it, in I took care of little Bess. fact, for houses were built above it-and cold and we were all wet, and it grew there it was said the little ones must be dark, and the sea and the wind roared so imprisoned, for near this place they were that the little ones cried again and wanted last seen.

No one could get at them mother. But no one knew where we were, now; the wild

was roaring at its and that nearly made us cry, but we didn't. gateway, and had doubtless flooded the And then we thought we would sing our cave. The

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fathers and mothers talked evening hymns, perhaps God would hear of boats and offered rewards, but the boat- it in the dark and take care of us. This men shook their heads; “No use till the made the children leave off crying, but turn of the tide," they said.

whenever we stopped they began again—all terrible.

but little Bess, who fell asleep. And then • At last some one remembered a hole in we heard father's voice, but it was a long, the top of the rock, where one might at long time before they came to fetch us.” least call to the little ones if they were • Poor little boys! they looked rather there; it was close to those houses I spoke grave as they told the tale of this their first of. “Hush, hush!” people said who stood taste of danger and distress. They will near;

we hear a sound, they are alive." remember that evening all their lives. * And what do you think the sound was, And now, Geoffrey, I have told you my Geoffrey? Hymns! these little lost children, story. My little boys were glad they had cold and frightened, and in a dreadful learned hymns, you see.

It is nearly ten prison, as it seemed, were singing every o'clock now, so you may run in the garden hymn they knew to cheer their hearts.' for half-an-hour.'

* Like Paul and Silas singing praises • Mother,' said Addie, do you know to God in their prison,' whispered Addie. what hymns those little children sang ?

* I can't give you children any idea of the “No, dear, I don't,' said her mother; suspense of that time, nor how people wept 'but this I do know, they had the same for joy when at last the seven or eight

or eight | hymn-book in their church that we use, weary, frightened little ones, were carried so you may quite well fancy them singing out of the cave all dripping with sea water, your favourite hymns.' and borne quickly to their homes.

And from that time it was a great in'I saw my little lads next morning, terest to Geoffrey and Addie to guess and they told me the story very simply. what hymns were sung in the cave, and to ““ We played at Robinson Crusoe,” they

learn them too. said, “and we called one place Danger Geoffrey never murmured again at the Point, and another Safety Cove; the wind trouble of learning hymns; if they comwas blowing, and we never heard the sea forted the children in the cave, and till it sent a big wave right into the cave, cheered Paul and Silas in prison, he also and then we pulled the little ones out of might some day be glad to have learnt the wet and waited a bit. But the wave them. And meantime he liked to sing never went back, and the water got so them, as he stood safe and happy by his deep, that the girls cried. So my brother mother's side in their own comfortable and I lifted them on some rocks inside the home.

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