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spent the whole day with their brothers in THE LITTLE ILI TUIKERS.

the meadows. (Continued from p. 390.)

In the course of the afternoon Mrs. CILAPTER IV.

Turner came home, unexpectedly. The deNOTHER glorious day light of the children was great at finding and a cloudless sky. her at the bead of the table when they were

Who has been called in to tea. Walter ran up to her, put into the hayfield this his arms round her neck to give her a morning ?' asked Mr. hearty welcome; then he made inquiries Turner, while all were for his uncle, and was told that he was not seated at breakfa:t. so much hurt as was at first feared.

Bob and I have,' 'I am glad of that,' said the boy; "I'm

said Walter; -we so fond of Uncle Joseph.' were up with the lark.'

When it was time for the little girls tu And the men have been at work ever go to bed, and they went round to say since four o'clock,' added Robert. "The good night' to every one in the room,

‘ hay will soon be made and carried if they Mrs. Turner said, she hoped they had been go on like this.'

good children, and the boys too. Rather too soon to please you, I expect,' "Of course we have, mother,' said Walter, replied the father. “Who'll come down in his usual bright tone. with me after breakfast ? I must go round All of you?' she asked again, looking the meadows, and see how they are getting especially to the girls. on.'

'Yes,' said Rose, hanging down her head "I will,' said Amy. And I will’ was with a sense of shame; while Amy answered echoed by every voice.

again, as she had already answered ber Hark!' cried Rose, 'I hear the cuckoo.' father, I've tried to be good, mother. A They were sitting with the window thrown very truthful reply, for she certainly had open, and the bird was perched on a tree tried very hard, though she had given way two or three fields distant, so the song was

at last. plainly heard.

Mrs. Turner noticed that there was some* This is the last month you'll hear him, thing wrong; it was so unusual for Rose to said the father;" he flies away early in July.' hang her head, and Amy seemed almost

•Where does he go?' asked Rose. afraid to speak. However, she said nothing

• Back to his own country, which is warmer more about it, but told the children that than ours. The common cuckoo lives in she and their father were planning a trest Northern Africa and Asia Minor, and comes for them. to England every spring to gladden us with We expect,' said she, “that the hay will his pretty note; but this country would be all be carried the day after to-morrow; and too cold for him in the winter.'

we want to make up a little party for youl

. Breakfast over, the girls hastened off to To-morrow morning we will talk about it, put on their hats, and quickly followed into and send out invitations to your young the hayfield. There was plenty of amuse- friends, ment there, so, except for the short time "Oh, thank you !' said two or three little which had to be given up to music, they





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'I think,' began Mr. Turner, as he was They were reading about the childhood sitting alone with his wife later in the of Jesus Christ, and especially about His evening, 'I think, as you said, it will be a obedience to His earthly parents. capital plan to have a harvest-party for the "You know,' she said, 'that He was God, children; and if so, it must be the day and, as God, could do all things, and must after to-morrow. How many can you get be everywhere served and worshipped. But together, do you suppose ?'

He was also Man; His mother's name was 'I have been thinking it over,' replied .?' Mrs. Turner, and I should say we might Mary,' said little Amy; the Virgin

• invite about eighteen or twenty. They can Mary.' have tea out of doors; and then I suppose 'Yes; and her husband's name they might come in and have some games. Joseph. Now Christ came into this world

•You are determined to do it well,' was as an infant, and all through His childbood the reply.

*However, hay-harvest only He never for one moment disobeyed His comes once in the year.'

earthly parents. Who can remember a text 'I suppose,' said Mrs. Turner, 'the girls which shows that He was thoroughly obebegan their holidays yesterday?'

dient to them ?' *They did.

Walter answered, 'In the 2nd chapter * And do you know how long they re- of St. Luke we read that He was subject mained at their lessons the morning I left ?' unto His parents.'

'Not long,' said Mr. Turner; when I •Right; and how old was He at that cime back after seeing you off by the train time?' they had fled.

"Twelve years,' answered Robert. * And what time was that ? can you

tell ‘Yes; then you see that Jesus Christ did me precisely ?'

not feel Himself above being obedient to •Well, I went straight into the school- His parents at the age of twelve, though room-I remember that-because I wanted He was much wiser and more learned tban to fetch a volume from the book-shelf, and other boys are at that age. And He did I happened to notice that the clock was not feel it to be unmanly to be tender and twenty minutes past twelve. The children loving towards His mother, when, at the age had left the room by that time.'

of thirty-three, He died on the Cross for Mrs. Turner's face clouded over, but she our sakes. Do you know, children, why I

, said nothing.

say that Christ was wiser and more learned 'I hope it was not against orders?' re- than other boys?' turned her husband.

Because,' said Walter, we read of Him *They ought not to have gone out so at the age of twelve sitting in the Temple soon,' she answered; and then, not wishing with the doctors, hearing them, and asking to trouble him, she rose to leave the room. them questions.'

And how did He show His love for His CHAPTER V.

mother on the Cross?' The next morning Mrs. Turner was * By telling St. John, the disciple whom sitting in the schoolroom with her four He loved, to take care of her,' said little children, giving them a little scripture Amy. lesson, as she did every day.

(To be continued.)

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TROM Heaven above to earth I come,


Glad tidings of great joy I bring,
Whereof I now will say and sing.
To you this night is born a child,
Of Mary chosen, mother mild:
This little child of lowly birtli
Shall be the joy of all the earth.
He brings those blessings long ago
Prepared by God for all below;
Henceforth His kingdom open stands
To you as to the angel bands.
Now let us all, with gladsome cheer,
Follow the shepherds and draw near,
To see this wondrous gift of God,
Who hath His Only Son bestowed.
Give heed, my heart; lift up thine eyes!
Who is it in von manger lies ?
Who is this child so young and fair ?
The blessed Christ-Child lieth there.

Welcome to earth, Thou noble guest,
Through whom. e'en wicked men are blest!
Thou com'st to share our misery ;
What can we render, Lord, to 'Thee?
Were earth a thousand times as fair,
Beset with gold and jewels rare,
Yet she were far too poor to be
A narrow cradle, Lord, for Thee.
O, blessed Jesus, holy child,
Make Thee a bed soft, undefiled,
Within my heart, that it may be
A quiet chamber kept for Thee.
My heart for very joy doth leap,
My lips no more can silence keep:
I too must sing with joyful tongue,
That sweetest ancient cradle-song :-
Glory to God in highest heaven,
Who unto man Ilis Son hath giren!
While angels sing with pious mirth,
A glad new year to all the earth!

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