neighbours who love the Gospel: if you will give us a word of exhortation, I will run and acquaint them. This is an obscure place; and as your coming is not known, I hope we shall have no interruption." Mr. Heywood consented; and on this joyful occasion, a small collection was cheerfully made, to help the poor traveller on his way. "NOT A MINUTE TO SPARE."* "NOT a minute to spare," While, with madd'ning career, Men hasten their incense to pour "Not a minute to spare" For the children of care, To breathe forth a prayer From the wretched, the suff'ring, the vile; To teach them to lave In Siloam's wave Souls that sorrow and guilt do defile! • From a good little book, bearing this title, lately published in Exeter and London. (Hamilton, Adams, & Co.) "Not a minute to pause, Ere the curtain withdraws Which eternity veils from our sight? In that moment sublime Fly the trifles of Time, As clouds at the coming of light! "Not a minute " to ponder, Lost man to reclaim, How meekly the cross He endured! "Not a minute" to read In the sure title-deed That describes our possessions in heaven! "Not a minute" to drink, Though you lie at its brink, Of the stream from the Rock that was riven! "Not a minute " to gaze On the transient displays Of the bliss which each ransom'd one shares, To catch some stray beams Of the glory that streams From the mansion which Jesus prepares! Hath the sailor no hour, Ere the tempests yet lour, To gaze on his bright guiding-star? Will the warrior not stay, Ere he enter the fray, His armour to gird for the war? See! the miser, by stealth, O! my brother, beware! 'Not a minute to spare" From the world, with its pleasure or toil, Must betoken a heart Unto self set apart, If with filial love To our Father above Our hearts to o'erflowing be fill'd, In softening the woe Of our brother below Will that love, like the dew, be distill'd. Then, what seems to us loss For the sake of the cross THE GROUND-BEETLE. ALMOST incredibly numerous is the beetle tribe. It is said that specimens of between seventy and eighty thousand species exist in the cabinets of collectors. Among this vast assemblage t Ground-Beetles form a large family. Their body remarkably hard and firm, enabling them to cre about under stones and other heavy substances, a securing them against hurt from the insects th attack. Many kinds of the beetle are very injurio to vegetation, especially in the larva state; b our Ground-Beetle, it is admitted, renders emine service to the gardener and farmer by preying up caterpillars and other noxious or destructive thing Its colour is a coppery green, and its wing-case are ornamented with several rows of spots. There is a grand collection of these interestin objects (in glass cases) at the British Museum. ONE OF CHRIST'S LAMBS. IN a Christian family near Amoy, China, a littl boy, the youngest of three children, on asking hi father to allow him to be baptized, was told that he was too young; that he might fall back, if he made a profession when he was only a little boy. To this he made the touching reply,-" Jesus has promised Eo carry the lambs in His arms. As I am only a ittle boy, it will be easier for Jesus to carry me." This logic of the heart was two much for the father. He took him with him, and the dear child was ere ong baptized. The whole family of which this child is the youngest member-the father, mother, and three sons-are all members of the Mission church at Amoy. MEMOIR. LITTLE LUCY. DEATH has again visited our Sunday-school, and has taken sweet little Lucy, an interesting girl, from our number. She has gone from this ungenial lime to those "sweet fields" which "stand drest in iving green." She had numbered but six summers when God took her to His fold in the skies. Lucy was a very affectionate child, and much ttached to her parents, who almost idolized her. he was, indeed, particularly ainiable, and was beved by all who knew her. Her love for the truth was emarkable. She was never known to tell a falseood; and if she heard children in the street say hat she believed not to be true, she would reprove em. Though so young, she was most anxious to do verything in her power likely to help her mother, |