and all her beautiful flowers, and health and strength to enjoy it all, I would not take them, if they would hinder me from going home to my Saviour. They talk of the pains of dying: wha will they be to me? They will but hurry met heaven and to Jesus."

"It is not heaven," wrote a man of God, "tha can keep Thee from me. It is not earth that ca keep me from Thee."-Author of "English Hea and English Hands."

THE SPOTTED BUSH-SHRIKE.

THE shrikes are very numerous, and widely dispersed. All of them devour insects, and many

ttack small birds and quadrupeds, displaying great erceness of disposition. The beak is strong, and ten hooked at the tip. The claws are fine and arp. These birds dart suddenly on their prey, ke the fly-catchers. Among them the butcherird takes lead.

The species which our artist has drawn is distinished by a comparatively short and rounded tail. 3 general colour is black; but the back is ashloured, and there are dashes of white.

"WHAT DO I CARE FOR RIGHT?" LITTLE EDWARD was the son of a distinguished atesman, and his school-mate Henry was the ild of pious parents. They were walking together om the academy one day, when Edward asked is companion to join him in a mischievous play. lenry immediately said, "That would not be ght." Edward replied impatiently, "What do I re for right?" The boys grew up to youth. We

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pass over several years of their history, and you what became of them.

Henry loved the Saviour, and wished to be a finister. Before he could get ready to preach, onsumption began to take his strength away. He vent home from school to die. His mother was so dying with the same disease. Their rooms were not very far apart, and so they sent daily Sweet messages to each other about Christ and One morning Henry, with a smile, “fell

heaven.

asleep in Jesus." Soon as his father saw that he was gone, he entered the room of the mother, who was waiting for her Redeemer. She inquired, "How is Henry?" His father answered, “He is well." In a few moments she was with him, we doubt not, in paradise. It was a touching and beautiful scene, and many tears were shed at the funeral, although the grave was bright with the hope of heaven. Such was the death of a boy who loved to do right.

But it was not so with Edward. He left home for sea, and in early youth became very wicked. He tried to kill the Captain of the ship, that he and a few companions might turn pirates. His plan was found out, and he was hung, and his body thrown into the ocean. Does not the awful scene make you think of his words when a child, "What do I care for right?"

The Bible says, "Even a child is known by his doings, whether his work be pure, and whether it be right." Think of it; and remember, as you live now, if spared, you will probably be when older, and when you die.

MEMOIR.

JOHN DEXTER.

JOHN DEXTER was born at Branston, near Lincoln, October 4th, 1845, and died at Ulceby, near Barton-on-Humber, January 29th, 1859. In the dawn of life, as soon as conscience began to operate,

he had a great dread of sin. The instruction and example of his pious father no doubt contributed greatly to this result. In him he observed an inbending integrity, and a love to the word of God, which could not fail to make an impression on the mind of a child.

When John was about eight years of age, he elt deeply the depravity of his heart, and the lecessity of a saving interest in the atonenent of Christ. This knowledge of his state ed him to search the Scriptures more diligently, and to use much prayer; and by these means, through faith in the blood of Christ, he obtained the pardon of his sins, and peace with God. It cannot be said that any great change was observable in him when he became a member of the Methodist Society, which took place before he had completed his tenth year. When he first expressed a desire to meet in class, he was strictly questioned by his father; and he being satisfied that the work of grace was real in the heart of the child, and his motive right, he was allowed to commence. The class with which he was irst connected met on the Sabbath morning; but as this deprived him of the Sabbath-school, he was allowed to change for a week-night class.

His love for the Sabbath-school, and his diligent attention to its duties, were very great. The last Sabbath he was present he recited fifty verses of Scripture. His seriousness and piety exposed him to the darts of persecution. While attending a week-day school in a neighbouring village, he was subjected to the jests and sneers of some of his

school-fellows; but these he endured with patient fortitude. His father, having been informed that the boys ridiculed him with the epithet of "religious Johnny," said to him, "Why, you have something in the Scripture to support you under this, have you not?" He immediately replied, "O, yes: 'Blessed are they which are persecuted for righteousness' sake; for theirs is the kingdom of heaven."

The love which he evinced for the Scriptures by diligently perusing them is well worthy of being imitated by young persons generally. He also took great delight in Bunyan's "Pilgrim's Progress," the Memoirs of Mrs. Fletcher and Samuel Hick: the Missionary Notices, the Quarterly Papers, with accounts from the platform, inspired him with a Missionary spirit. He was diligent and successful as a collector for the "Juvenile Christ mas Offerings." About two years before his death he asked his father if he might become an annual subscriber. His father said, "How much do you wish to subscribe?" He answered, "About four shillings." The father, to prove him further, said, "Where will you get it?" "O, I can get the money somewhere, if you will allow me." With pleasure this was granted, and his contributions were continued to the end of his life.

The spirit of John Dexter was gentle and teach able. He had a high regard for truth, and always yielded a ready and cheerful obedience to his parents. He evinced a great interest in the cause of God, by calling on young friends to attend with him the services of the house of God. He was often