A Midnight Hymn.


TO MAKE GINGER BEER. Take an ounce of powdered ginger, half an ounce of cream of tartar, a large lemon sliced, two pounds of lump sugar, and one gallon of water, mix altogether, and let it simmer over the fire for half an hour, then put a table spoon full of yeast to it; let it ferment a little time, and then put it into stone pint bottles, and cork it down closely for use.

Footman's Directory. The above receipt will, we believe, make good ginger beer, but it is by no means the cheapest way of doing it; the footman is supposed to be making it for his master's table. We Cottagers, who like the refreshment of a little ginger beer now and then, must go a cheaper way to work. A small tea spoon full of carbonate of soda, dissolved in part of a glass of water, and half the quantity of tartaric acid added to it, makes a most refreshing drink when taken in a state of effervescence. We have mentioned this before. If a little ginger and sugar be added to the soda, it is ginger beer. Without the ginger it is soda water,—and a good fever draught. The carbonate of soda, and the tartaric' acid, may be bought at the druggist's, and are not expensive.


To the Editor of the Cottager's Monthly Visitor.

MR. EDITOR, By inserting in your Cottager's Monthly Visitor the following lines, you will greatly oblige a constant reader and subscriber.


To Thee all glorious, everlasting Pow'r,
I consecrate this solemn midnight hour;

Wbilst darkness robes in shades the spangled sky,
And all things liash'd in peaceful 'slumbers lie ;
Unwearied let me praise l'hy holy name:
Each thought with rising gratitude inflame;
For the rich mercies which Thy hands impart,
Health to my limbs, and comfort to my heart.
Should the scene change, and pain draw forth my sighs,
Then see 'my fears, and listen to my cries;
Then let my soul by some blest foretaste know,
Her sure deliverance from eternal woe;
Arm'd with so bright a hope, no more I'll fear
To see the dreadfal hand of death draw near ;
But my faith strength’ning as my life decays,
My dying breath shall mount to Heav'n in praise.
Oh! may my pray’r before Thy throne arise,
An humble, but accepted sacrifice !
Bid kindly sleep my weary eye-lids close,
And cheer my body with a soft repose.
Their downy wings, may guardian angels spread,
And from all terrors screen my hapless head!
May of Thy powerful light some gracious beams
Shine on my soul, and influence my dreams.

J. H. G.



To the Editor of the Cottagér's Monthly Visitor.

SIR, Your Readers owe you their thanks for your endeavours to check the spirit of cruelty to animals. I hope that there is a much better feeling abroad on this subject than there was a few years ago, and I believe we are greatly indebted to the exertions of Mr. Martin for it. I don't think at all the worse of his measures on account of the ridicule that he has encountered. He may indeed have sometimes acted in such a way as to lay himself open to attack. This, however, is the frailty of a man; it is not the fault of his measures. Thoughtless people do not know how to make this distinction. If any measure be good, we ought of course to

On preaching against Cruelty to Animals. 517 approve of it; and though any one engaged in it, should do an absurd thing, it must shew a misera ble spirit, to delight in ridiculing the man's absurdities, and but little regard for a good cause, to forsake it, in consequence of the indiscretions of some of its supporters. A man of a right spirit will grieve to see a good cause injured by the indiscretions of its friends, and, instead of attacking it, or shewing feelings of hostility towards it, will speak like a friend, in hopes that the cause may flourish the more by the removal of objections.

The Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals, according to the extract in your last Number, seems to be doing good, and the different means which it has pursued to effect its object seem to be, for the most part, judicious. I have not, however, quite made up my mind as to the propriety of their having * engaged divines to dwell upon that part of the scriptural duties in their sermons." It is true that the duty of kindness to animals is stated in Scripture, and therefore an occasional exhortation on the subject must be right, and may be useful ; yet I should conceive that preaching on the great and important doctrines of the Christian religion, and the fruits which these should produce on the heart, would be more likely to effect the desired object than a specific discourse on the subject; for did ever any one know a man of a Christian spirit who delighted in tormenting any creature in his power? I do not say that we are never to introduce the subject, for I think the contrary; we are perhaps often too backward in bringing forward particular duties, from a fear, it may be, of lowering the dignity of preaching, and diminishing its solemnity ; and moreover, as “gentleness” is mentioned by the Apostle as one of the fruits of the Spirit, we may fairly shew that this gentleness ought to be exercised towards the ani.


advisable to dwell very much upon this topic in our discourses, lest we should occupy much of the time of our Christian hearers who are not inclined to this particular sin; whilst those who practice it are probably not in the Church.



Fountain of blessing, ever bless'd,
Enriching all, of all possess'd;
By whom the whole creation's fed.
Give me, each day, my daily bread.

To Thee my very life I owe,
From Thee, do all my comforts flow;
And every blessing which I need,
Must from thy bounteous hand proceed.

Great things are not what I desire,
Nor dainty meat, nor rich attire:
Content with little would I be,-
But that, O Lord, must come from Thee.



1. THROUGH all the dangers of the night

Preserv'd, O Lord, by Thee, Again we hail the cheerful light, Again we bow the knee.

II. Preserve us, Lord, throughout the day,

And guide us by thine arm! For they are safe, and only they,

Whom Thou preserv'st from harm.,


On the Letter of a Deaf and Dumb Artist.

may the beams of truth divine,

With clear, convincing light,
On all our anderstandings shine,

And chace our mental night.

Let all our words, and all our ways,

Declare that we are thine ;
That so the light of truth and grace,

Before the world may sbine.

Nor let us turn away from Thee ;

But guard us with thy grace,
Till with immortal eyes we see

Thy ever glorious face.




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To the Editor of the Cottager's Monthly Visitor. .

SIR, The observations of “A Deaf and Dumb Artist," in your last Cottager's Visitor, induce me to state, as briefly as I can, my opinion respecting the education of the indigent deaf and dumb with other children in common parish schools, which is, I believe, advised in the article in the Quarterly Re, view towhich he refers.

It is my opinion, that the deaf and dumb cannot be effectually educated by common parish schoolmasters with other children.

Before the age of seven or eight, poor deaf and dumb children might be admitted into infant schools with much advantage. From the methods pursued in these excellent institutions, they would imperceptibly

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