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God for such witnesses as this. Let nined.” her story with the simplicity of a child, , but there was a directness about it ed conviction of its truth to every heart. dly cross-examined. The Counsel plied any ingenious questions, but she never her first statement in any one thing. The cen by that little child was convincing. nd perjury had preceded her testimony. : had entrenched himself in lies, until himself safe. Witnesses had falsified

favour. But before this girl's testiood was scattered like the winds. The t her mother prayed for was given her; ime and terrible simplicity (terrible I prisoner and his associates) with which as like a revelation from God Himself.

As he grew

MEMOIR. was a pious, praying boy. Every day,

old enough to repeat words, he had ng and evening by his bedside, and o take care of him, help him to be a id prepare him to die. r became the habit of his daily life. is ten years old, he was accustomed to in-day to pray.

The result of these appeared in his life. He was gentle, I happy. When about ten years of age, ied his father to a distant town, for a short visit : this town was much larger than the in which L. D lived, and he was delighted the prospect of seeing many things new and teresting. He arrived at evening, and the follows evening he must return home; and you may how anxious he must have been to improve moment of the day in looking about. Bafure left bis room in the morning, however, he der hastily repeat the Lord's prayer, with his threa intent on what the day promised, but thought and devoutly prayed to his heavenly Father, with a light heart he went out for his mara ramble. At noon he returned to the friend's where he was stopping, delighted with what he seen, and eager to accomplish much more bel the time of his visit expired. Dinner finished, lady in whose care his father left him observed he went to his room, instead of going out, as supposed he would, to resume his walk. He not soon appear; and, after waiting awhile, the thought she would go to his room, and see if, tired, he had not dropped asleep. She went up-stairs, and listened a moment at the door: dear child was praying.

Gently, but earnestly, he was pleading with Go to bless him, to shield him from temptation, thanking Him for the blessings and pleasures eft morning. The lady's heart was touched, and left him 'undisturbed. Cheerful and active started out again, and at evening he went bace with so much to tell his little sisters, and with Naughty act to trouble him, or to grieve his des -. What a happy day he had passed! God had bis prayer. Another, too, had been blessed by ayer. The lady who heard him, told me that nt to that room when the boy had gone, and


the side of the bed, where he had knelt, was pression of the head and folded hands of the orshipper. "I fell on my knees," said she, ced by the example of a child, whom pleasure ildish curiosity could not tempt to neglect at noon-day, and asked God to forgive me, ith mature experience, and often with less tion, I had forgotten Him." boy grew to "a youth of promise; but far from at school,' he was at length stricken down with 3. The first intimation of danger given him announcement made to him by his physician was dying. "I am ready,” said the dying “I am not afraid; my hope rests on the Rock =;" and suddenly, with scarce an hour's warndied calmly and peacefully. - Little readers, y habit of fervent prayer will make you good ppy children,

“ Protect your following years,

And make your virtue strong;" nen God calls you, you may go, with prayers ing on your dying lips, without fear, to that ul place the blessed Saviour has gone to e for His own precious ones.

A. E. D.


“Well, there, I haven't any conscience, mother," said a little boy, the other day. Poor little boy! don't

you think he was to be pitied? I have heard of little children who were so unfortunate as to ke born without sight, or without hearing; and I have thought their case very, very sad. I have read lately of a poor girl, who cannot see this beautiful world in which we live, nor hear the glad songs of the birds, nor even her own mother's sweet voics and who cannot utter one pleasant expression with her own lips; and I have pitied her very much But I would rather be deaf, and dumb, and blind than not have a conscience. Shouldn't you? la sure you would, if you understood what consciene is, and how very important it is to have a good conscience.

But what is conscience? This is the very question that the brother of the little boy whom I just inte duced to you had been asking his mother; and i was when he heard her reply, that Charlie ma the remark with which I commenced." science,” said the mother, “is the voice within that tells us when we do right and when we wrong.” “Well, then,” said Charlie, “ I haven' any conscience, mother; for I don't hear anything i me speak;” and he laughed, as if the idea of somt thing within him talking was very funny indeed “Ah!” said his mother, “ I am very sorry for you, you have no conscience. But stop a minute: perhaps you are mistaken. We do not any of us hear & within us, as you hear mine now; but is there something, which makes you feel happy when ave done right, and troubles you when you lone wrong?” “O, yes, mother, there's somethat I know by; but I didn't think that was you meant." the little boy concluded that he had a cone after all; and he seemed very glad that he ot left without this kind monitor. Indeed, I I think that God ever made a rational person at one. Whatever else is wanting, this is in human breast, unless there may be some poor


ones, who cannot understand the difference en right and wrong. And even these sometimes conscience. I remember one who used to live native town : he could not be taught to read rite, and could not talk as well as many little en when they are two or three years old. He a like a grown-up child, tall as common men, th scarcely more mind than an infant. Yet he conscience. He knew that it was wrong to and tell lies, and use bad words ; for so much uld be made to understand. When he was young, he did some of these wrong things, but science troubled him; he was not happy, and

them off. I used to think, when I saw how I he afterwards was to do just as well as he how, that children, and older people, too,

learn a very good lesson from him. He ed to the monitor within, and so it was very to him ; faithful to praise him when he did and to reprove him when he went astray.

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