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It is to be feared that the whole family

would have grown up in a state of ungod. (Continued from p. 3.)

liness, if Rhoda had not happily begun a RS. GRANT was a weak, kind- better state of things as regarded herself;

hearted woman, very fond and her example was not without its inof her children; but not fluence. She had gradually persuaded her showing her love for them, mother to send Sarah and two younger by trying to correct their ones to the day-school; and though they bad habits and tempers. did not always attend regularly, and were She was often foolishly in- sometimes kept at home with no good dulgent, and when their

reason, they were on the whole getting on father was angry she took well. She also did her best to send them their part against him in a most unwise way. off to the Sunday-school, and even coaxed The clergyman and district-visitor had for her brother Tom to accompany them now years urged her to send her children to and then; but this was a bard matter. school, and to attend church herself, with- Rhoda was not without kindly visitors, out any effect. Always civil and good

Always civil and good- and many people were interested in the natured, she had some excuse ready; and case of the young girl, wasting away in her well-wishers could not but feel what a consumption and yet bearing her troubles hopeless case it was. • Richard has no with so much sweetness and patience. The boots, sir,' she would say; or, 'He has no clergyman, Mr. Monsell, often visited her, clothes fit to go with other boys to the and the lady in whose district the cottage Sunday-school;' or, ‘Little John says he was; her Sunday-school teacher, too, came won't go to school, ma'am, and I can't in to talk and read with her. These visits, make him; I can't bear to see him cry.' | however, comforting as they were, only And with regard to her own church-going formed a small part of her life; and though she used to say, “There, sir, I can't; I the recollection of a kind word, or look, or haven't been inside a church for years, and pressure of the hand, was soothing to her, I can't begin now; and I'm sure Grant will it was not enough to keep her cheerful never go. And then, sir, the church is through the long, weary days and nights. far off, it's so hard for poor people to go She suffered much from weakness, and at such a long way; and Grant will always times could hardly bear the noise the have his bit of hot dinner on Sunday; and children made, and the loud voices of her then, it's the only day the boys are at home, father and brothers. The floor, too, was and I don't like leaving them.'

sometimes damp, and cold draughts found But even afterwards, when a school-chapel their way into the room, and its untidiness had been erected at that end of the parish, was distressing to her. If she had not and the poor heard the sound of the church- found a heavenly Friend, she would have going bell close by, Sunday after Sunday, indeed sunk into dejection; but she had and had the gospel brought to their very learnt to lift up her eyes to the hills from doors, the Grants never entered the whence her help came, and she had never new place of worship, though they had no lifted her eyes in vain.

Still earth-born longer the excuse of distance to give to the cares would arise sometimes and hide her clergyman.

Saviour from her eyes; and now as she lay



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on her bed, weary with coughing, her were on Rboda's heart, as she lay awake on thoughts were anything but cheerful. her bed! The younger children were not

What good am I?' she said despondingly such a care to her, as they went pretty to herself. 'I am fit for nothing; and I lie regularly to school, and had the advantage here and see so much that is going on of discipline and a good mistress, but it wrong, and I can't do anything to stop it.' was different with the poor boys. But as

She thought of the neglected Sundays, she sighed, the verses of holy writ came to and of her poor father and mother, who her mind, Cast thy burden

Cast thy burden upon the hardly seemed to have a thought beyond | Lord, and He shall sustain thee;' and, this present world. And then there were • Casting all your care upon Him, for He the two poor boys, growing up with so little careth for you.' And she laid this trouble knowledge of better things. Richard was before the Lord, and strength and comfort always kind and gentle in his ways, and from Him found their way into her heart. would have gone to church and school, she And when the last ember died out, and the knew, if some one would have set him an cold misty moonlight stole into the cottage, example and made it easy for him. Clothes it showed the poor tried maiden peacefully were always his great difficulty, and his sleeping

(To be continued.) wages were scarcely more than enough to feed him. The family, except the father and Tom, were none of them strong, and

THE GENEROUS SLAVE. the children needed all the food they could get to keep them in health.

The mother,

N 1640, Peru, then a colony too, being an untidy woman and a bad

of Spain, was governed by manager, this buying of Sunday clothes was

a viceroy named Count always a real trouble. Richard, not naturally

Cinchon. He resided at clever, was becoming dull and stupid from

Lima, the capital of the never having been taught anything. Tom,

country. A terrible and though brighter and sharper, was very idle

most fatal fever frequently and difficult to manage: when he once now

prevailed in that city, to which the graveand then attended the Sunday-school, his

stones of hundreds in the cemeteries bore teacher was struck by his intelligent an- witness. swers, and if he had only taken pains he In the year 1640 this disease raged worse might have become a fair reader; but he than ever; but like the destroying angel in gave great trouble at school as well as at Egypt, who passed by the doors of the home, and led other boys to behave as children of Israel, choosing his victims only badly as himself, often laughing and making from among the people of Pharaoh, so here others laugh when serious things were the fever spared the natives, but smote the spoken of. He was reckoned by most folk whites with tenfold power. The Spanish a very bad boy, but Rhoda knew that there settlers died in such numbers that the ships was a better side to his nature, and a soft which constantly arrived did not bring near place in his heart. His father would beat enough to fill the wide gaps which death him when he was angry, but harshness had made. could never soften such a nature as Tom's. This caused great joy among the Indians.

O those two boys! what a weight they “The tyrants are all dying; what our arms



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could not do, the climate is doing for us!' him here at this unusual hour; it was the exclaimed the enslaved Peruvians to each love of a father for his child which had other, when they were out of the hearing urged him through the night and the darkof their oppressors.

ness into the dreaded and dangerous grounds On the other hand, deep sorrow reigned of Count Cinchon. The dying slave was

. among the whites. The Viceroy was not his daughter. free from the calamity which visited all. Father and child - wbat was able to His wife, an angel of goodness and gentle- keep one from the other? Soon the Indian ness, lay dying. For a long time the fever stood by the bedside of the dying girl. had been consuming her strength; now Quickly, hurriedly, dreading each moment Death stood, as it were, at the threshold. discovery and capture, the Indian pressed The Viceroy's heart was deeply afflicted. a dried and hollowed gourd into his child's He had greatly sinned by severity and hand. The gourd contained the bark of a cruelty; the dying lady had, by her mer- tree reduced to powder which he had fetched ciful gentleness and goodness, healed many from the mountains. Take,' he said, 'this a wound caused by him. The certainty powder ; eat it, and you will live: but be which dawned on him that his good angel silent as to what I have told you, for the was about to depart, troubled his con- tyrants must die.' The father knew that science and made him wretched.

his child was saved; noiselessly as he had Within the walls of the palace a second come he hastened away. life was ebbing away also. In a silent, The slave began to reflect: at once she solitary chamber, in a remote wing of thought of her mistress. With the last the building, forsaken and forgotten by remnant of her strength she rose from her all, lay a young female slave. Condemned bed and tottered into the Countess's sickto live among the enemies of her people, chamber. The physician did not believe she must also share their fate; the fever had her words as he took the powder from her not passed her by. The poor girl was with hand. But the Viceroy ordered that this her whole soul devoted to her mistress; last means should be used, and his wife neither colour, nor race, nor prejudice could was saved. The noble slave? she, too, was destroy this affection, which had grown up cured: there was enough of the medicine to of itself. And those who in life had been

preserve two lives. so faithfully devoted to each other, it seemed They searched for the origin of the as if death could not separate; the two lives powder. Soon the secret which protected were about to end at the same time.

the Indians from the deadly influence of Night, meanwhile, had come down on the fever, the healing bark of the life-giving all this tribulation. The wax-lights in the tree, was discovered. It was called, from chamber of the Vice-queen burned lower and the white lady whose life it had first saved, lower, and the life of the sick lady, too, Cinchona, but now more frequently Quinine. it seemed would soon come to an end. It has been a blessing for all mankind, for

Round the palace glided along the dark the deadliest fevers are subdued by that figure of an Indian. Soft and silent was bitter powder of the Peruvian bark, and the footstep of the brown man; sharp, travellers and soldiers in Africa and the penetrating the darkness of the night, was East now always take care to have with his look. No evil purpose had brought them a supply of Quinine. J. F. C.


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