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Page A Twelfth-night Tale
33, 36, 41 A Present for Granny
56 A Little Saint
61 Alice writing to her Father
256 Alice sitting at the Parlour-window 257 A Sermon from a Pair of Boots 319 'A moment, a moment, dear friends! don't be so hasty!'
360) Afraid of the Dark
130 Gilbert sewing a Frill on Dora's Frock
153 "Gilbert put Sixpence into the Saucer she held'
209 "Gone Wool-gatherint again!
223 * Go away, child, till I have changed my clothes
210 God's Eye
3:01 Gilbert iishing a merry Christinas 312
Blind leading the Blind
ing the little Annie in his arms
Joliny Bell, Roger, and Johnny, on their
way to Church Can't you work, and help your
Illustrated Texte, 37, 44, 68, 84, 116, 156,
205, 2+1, 26), 300, 361, 390 I can't now, I want to finish my Story'
16) "It is the Man who wept with the Corporal'
189 'It's iny Necklace,' said Bell
273 Ida's visit to Mrs. White
76 77 12+ 125 172 173 29+ 293 316 317
John Wesley and the Officer
72 John driving his Wife to the Village 224 Jessic Brooke and Mr. Grey
26+ Jessie praying at Ally's Bedside 272 Jennie and Harry
280 Jim and his Muster Jim's Present to his Mother
The Clergyman visits Mrs. Grant ,
ing the Cathedral
his Majesty The Children bringing Violets to
Rhodia The Camel Ton und Rhoda The Robin of Brittany Tue Ele Tom in the Wine The Christian Martyr “The young Men rose respectfully,
and otfered hiin their places' The Ibex The Stranger's Supper The Wry Glass The Crooked Fingers The Cuckoo's Egg in the Hedge.
Sparrow's Nest The Indian Chief The Entangled Magpie The Bittern The Young Sailor The Truant Boy The Fallow Deer The Mother's first Grief The Bliud Girl The Sailor-boy's Grave • Take them, Jessie; they are from
my own plants for you
Listening to the conversation of the
Mother and Children Little Annie taking the Can of Milk
to the Baroness Littlc Bell asleep by her Charge Lewis putting the Sixpence into the
Ellen and Robert in Church
beneath' Edward yielded to the temptation Edward's School-fellows seeming to
avoid him Edward and his Anunt Edith Gray admiring herself in the
Up in the Beliry
Poor?' •Why, John, what are you reading
Soft and silent was the footstep of
the Brown Man
in her sleep
that for ?
13 106 109
Grant examining the Gun
A TWELFTH-NIGHT TALE.
To this, which once had been her parents' (Concluded from p. 35.)
For help and shelter in her native place. HE sun shone brightly, and the frost and snow
And here she found but one relation left Were melting fast away, but still my tears
To take her in and help her in her need. Would flow for those poor children I had
And soon she drooped and died. In Christ
mas week For weeks their faces haunted me; and still
Her little ones, with her who sheltered
them,I often think, on some cold, wintry night, That I can see the hungry, wistful eyes,
Herself a widow,-followed to the grave The features wan, of those two little ones.
Their mother. They, poor children were But was that all, dear mother ? did you hear Into the workhouse after some days more, No more about them?
For she who took them was too poor
to Yes; I did hear more;
keep them. But not until another
But this they shrank from, though they
ish minds, The search was vain, next morning at the A way to earn their bread, and so escape hour
That dreaded house where they would be For morning prayer in church the sexton went
Perhaps not play together, and perhaps To open
the church door and chimetle bell, Never go out to see their mother's grave. When in the porch outside the entrance door
So on the Epiphany, that snowy day, He saw two children, sleeping as he thought, They wandered off, regardless of the cold, Locked very tightly in each other's arms. To sing the carols they had learnt at school He went to rouse them, but they did not In happier days for happy Christmas times.
But who would heed them in the driving He touched them—they were cold; and then snow? he knew
Who but would say “Go home' to them, They never more would feel the cold, or die: Go home?' Knew them to be past waking, till the day Thus it was thought they came at erentide When they and all of us shall wake again.
To sing before this house; but not a sound
Of feeble voices such as theirs could pierce Before they laid them in their grave they Through shutter and through curtain to the
learnt Their little history,—and how they came Of those so full of merriment within. To this quick ending of their childish days. And whether through some door they found Their father had been dead some months ajar before,
They crept in for the warmth, in bope, perLeaving their mother all alone with them: haps, And she, poor soul, had sadly wandered That in the hall they might have leave to
Or what it was that scared them, none can was to be an example to all mankind must tell.
obey the Father in all points.* It may have been the sound upon the staias God is a good and loving Father, yet Of all those feet and voices; or the dog He sometimes requires us to do things which Bounding along before the approaching seem hard and painful. But we may learn guests,
of Jesus Christ to do them cheerfully, and And barking at such strange intruders there. the time will come when we shall be amply The rest was all too plain: they must have rewarded. gone
Children can, perhaps, best learn obeAlong the pathway leading to the church, dience to God by first obeying their earthly Led by some instinct to their mother's parents. Jesus was ó subject, or obedient, grave;
to the Virgin Mary and Joseph.t What And there they crept inside the old church- a noble pattern to follow ! Should not all porch
children give a ready obedience to their To find some shelter from the cold, and parents, their teachers, and all who are set found it :
If they did, homes would be Found rest, foï, clasping each the other happier and schools brighter. Parents, and round,
teachers, and guardians would rejoice, and They sank into their last, long, painless the children would be light-hearted and sleep,
joyful. No more to hunger, and no more to die. Let every one who reads these lines
honour his father and mother, and all who So now you know the tale I had to tell.
are placed over him in the Lord. E. L. You know the reason why, for many years, Twelfth-night has been in this dear house
THE NEW YEAR'S PRESENT. of ours.
NCE, on the first day of the year,
a shopkeeper sent for his four THE CIRCUMCISION.
assistants, and said to them, “I wish to
make each of you a New-year's present, which Jewish infants were brought and I will give you the choice,–Will you into covenant with God, as baptism is the
have a Bible or five dollars ? If
take Christian rite by which children under the my advice, you will choose the Word of Gospel dispensation are brought into cove
God.' nant with Him. The first-born son in
The oldest of the four said, “Very gladly, every family was to be circumcised at the good sir, would I accept the Bible; but, you age of eight days. It was a painful rite, see, I must confess to my shame that I yet Jesus Christ submitted to it. Why?
cannot read: so if it is the same to you, I Not because He needed to enter into
would rather have the five dollars.' The covenant with God. He was already one
master answered him,- Well, you have with God, and was God. He did it because
free choice--here they are;' and he handed He would obey the law in all things. He
him the bright silver pieces. Whose death could save the world must
The second and third apprentices also practise perfect obedience; and He who
* See Luke, ii. 21.
+ Luke, ii. 51.
CIRCUMCISION was a religious rite, by