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dis-cov-ered in a cave sep-a-rate from the rest. A-mong these was one of very mor-al and re-li-gi-ous hab-its, whose dai-ly read-ing of the sa-cred Scrip-tures to his wid-owed moth-er, when he came up from his la-bours, had been a com-fort in her lone-ly con-di-tion. Af-ter his fu-ne-ral, a kind friend of the neg-lect-ed poor went to vis-it her; and while the moth-er showed him, as a rel-ic of her son, his Bible worn and soiled with constant pe-ru-sal, he hap-pened to cast his eyes on a can-dle-box, with which, as a mi-ner, he had been fur-nished, and which had been brought up from the pit with him; and there he dis-cov-ered the fol-low-ing af-fect-ing rec-ord of the fil-ial af-fec-tion and stead-fast pi-e-ty of the youth. In the dark-ness of the suf-fo-ca-ting pit, with a bit of point-ed iron, he had en-graved on the box his last mes-sage to his moth-er, in these words :

"Fret not, my dear moth-er-for we were sing-ing and prais-ing God while we had time. Moth-er, fol-low God more than I did. Joseph, be a good lad to God and moth-er."

This was faith; and oh, what com-fort did it give this poor boy in the hour of death; and what com-fort to the poor wid-ow as she wept over her dear son! May you, dear chil-dren, all have such a faith.-Todd.

LESSON XLII.-SHEEP.

One day, Ma-ry Jack-son and her broth-er Tom were walk-ing to-geth-er in a green field; they stopped to look at the sheep that were eat-ing the grass, and at the lit-tle lambs that were skip-ping a-bout.

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'Ma-ry," said her broth-er, "do you see how clean and white their flee-ces are? The fleece is the wool which grows on the sheep's back. Do you know, Ma-ry,

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what is done with the wool when it is cut off the sheep's back?"

"O yes, Tom, I know that; for I have seen folks spin the wool into yarn; and then I knit some of the yarn into this pair of stock-ings; so that these stock-ings, Tom, once grew on a sheep's back."

"But, Ma-ry, do you think that stock-ings are the on-ly things that wool is made into?"—"No, Tom; I know that flan-nel, and blan-kets, and cloth for men's coats, and many oth-er things are made of wool; but I do not know how, for I am sure I could not knit a blanket or a coat."

"No, Ma-ry, you could not, in-deed. Fath-er told me that flan-nel, and blan-kets, and cloth, are wov-en; and he said, that when I was old-er, he would take me to a weav-er to see some cloth wov-en."

"But, Tom," said Ma-ry, "does it not hurt the sheep to cut off their wool?"—" No, Ma-ry, I be-lieve it does not hurt them more than it hurts us to have our hair cut. As the sheep are out in the cold win-ter nights, they would be very cold if God had not giv-en them wool to keep them warm; but they are very glad in the sum-mer to have their wool ta-ken from them, be-cause it would make them very hot to have their fleec-es on their backs in warm weath-er."

"Oh, broth-er," said Ma-ry, "how good it is of God. to make the wool grow on the sheeps' backs, to keep them warm in win-ter! and when the fine weath-er comes, and the sheep do not want it any more, this same wool makes use-ful things to keep us warm. How good is God!"

LESSON XLIII.-THE TRAVELLER.

Sweet to the morn-ing trav-el-ler

The song a-mid the sky,

Where, twink-ling in the dew-y light,
The sky-lark soars on high.

And cheer-ing to the trav-el-ler

The gales that round him play,
When faint and heav-i-ly he drags
A-long his noon-tide way.

And when be-neath the un-cloud-ed sun
Full wea-ri-ly toils he,
The flow-ing wa-ter makes to him

A sooth-ing mel-o-dy.

And when the eve-ning light de-cays,
And all is calm a-round,

There is sweet mu-sic to his ear,

In the dis-tant sheep-bell's sound.
But oh! of all de-light-ful sounds,
Of eve-ning or of morn,

The sweet-est is the voice of love

That wel-comes his re-turn.-Southey.

LESSON XLIV.-TEA.

Tea is the leaf of a pret-ty del-i-cate shrub grow-ing in Chi-na. It has white blos-soms, very much like those of the dog rose. The Chi-nese cul-ti-vate their fa-vourite plants with great care, wa-ter-ing and weed-ing them con-stant-ly. They gath-er the leaves three times a year. The ear-li-est har-vest is the most val-u-a-ble. You lit-tle think how much time and la-bour it costs the Chi-nese to pre-pare the tea for our use. They are

care-ful to wear gloves when gath-er-ing it, lest their hands should in-jure the fine green col-our. The leaves are allowed to re-main for some hours in open bas-kets. They are then dried in i-ron pans over heat-ed stoves. The next thing to be done is to curl the leaves, by rub-bing them gen-tly in the hands. Then they are roast-ed a-gain; and after all the pro-cess is fin-ished, the tea is spread on a table, and every bad leaf is picked out. It is then care-ful-ly packed in boxes and jars, and sent a-way in ships to Eng-land, and to oth-er coun-tries.

Tea was at first im-por-ted into Eng-land in very small quan-ti-ties, and was so scarce and ex-pen-sive, that even the wealth-i-est peo-ple could on-ly very seldom ob-tain it. It is said that the East In-dia Compa-ny, not quite two hun-dred years ago, made a pres-ent of two pounds two ounces of tea to King Charles the Sec-ond. We should think this a very strange pres-ent for a king now, when more than for-ty mil-lion pounds of tea are drunk in Eng-land ev-er-y year, and the poor as well as the rich can enjoy this re-fresh-ing bev-e-rage ev-er-y day.

LESSON XLV.-THE CREATION-SEVENTH DAY.

But I suppose that

The sev-enth day was now come, and it was the first Sab-bath. The work of cre-a-tion was fin-ished, and God rest-ed from His work on the sev-enth day. We do not know how this Sab-bath was kept in heav-en, for God does not tell us in the Bi-ble. the an-gels praised God for ma-king this world, and for cre-a-ting Ad-am and Eve. And I suppose that Ad-am and Eve kept this Sab-bath by thank-ing God for His good-ness to them, and by rest-ing from their work, and

by try-ing to learn all that they could a-bout God, and a-bout their du-ty to Him. God meant that the Sabbath should be kept by Ad-am and Eve, and by all their chil-dren. He meant that it should be kept by all the men, and wom-en, and chil-dren who should ev-er live in this world. And He showed them how to keep it; for He rest-ed from His work on the sev-enth day. And, many years after, He said, in the fourth com-mand-ment,

RE-MEM-BER THE SAB-BATH DAY TO KEEP IT HO-LY.

My dear chil-dren, let me ask you a plain ques-tion. Do you re-mem-ber the Sab-bath day to keep it ho-ly? I will tell you what it is to keep the Sab-bath ho-ly. You must not do any work-you must not play a-bout the house, or in the fields-you must not think a-bout your play-things, and talk a-bout them, and wish the Sab-bath was over. When you rise in the morn-ing, you must pray to God that He would help you to keep ho-ly the Sab-bath day. And you must ask your fath-er and moth-er to talk to you a-bout God, and tell you what you can do to please Him. And when you are at the Sun-day school, you must lis-ten to ev-er-y word that your teach-er says, and try to re-mem-ber it. And when the min-is-ter prays in the house of God, you must try to un-der-stand him, and pray with him in your heart. And if you see any wick-ed chil-dren play-ing on the Sab-bath, you must tell them that God sees them, and that God has said, RE-MEM-BER THE SAB-BATH DAY TO KEEP IT HO-LY.-Mrs. Hooker.

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LESSON XLVI.-ANCIENT PAPER.

Ros-a-mond, come this way!-make haste, run!" cried God-frey.

Ros-a-mond ran; but when she came op-po-site to the

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