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describing the gentler emotions; a sharp and shrill utterance when fear is made known, and sweetly musical while dealing with love, joy, peace and beauty ; powerful and authoritative when commands are being urged; subtle when irony, and hyperbole are used; persuasion when words should win; and tender when application is made. Enquiry, apostrophe, simile, and personification, all require a definite and distinct tone, the only way of obtaining which is, for those who recite to identify themselves as near as possible with those whose words they are supposed to utter, and then place themselves, in imagination, in the positions occupied in uttering them. In reciting, children should not be permitted, or trained, to talk at parents or teachers. It is unbecoming and wrong; if such should ever be, and a laugh created at the time, the laugh might be heard and its mockery of pleasure pass away ; but unseen wounds would be left to rankle in some bosoms, which like the mole burrowed in the field, work the more actively against the seed-sowers because out of sight.

In the delivery of recitations, &c., method is as valuable as in other things: but methods may vary with circumstances. In some localities it may be advisable to begin, or end, the meeting with them. Where speakers are plentiful, a piece might be delivered between the speeches. Sometimes, when meetings are crowded, or when it might be inconvenient to call up

children continually, all the pieces may be said in rotation, without detracting from their merit, but rather enhancing it. In some places monthly, in others quarterly or yearly, prizes might be competed for by the reciters at the Band of Hope Meetings, the successful competitors being presented with books valuable more for their wisdom than their cost, In some instances the boys and girls might alternately compete with advantage. A humo. rous minister once said that on a particular occasion it was announced that he would preach a sermon to married people, and all the single folks came to hear him, and when he was about to preach to the "single," the church was filled with the “married.” On much the same principle, a trial of skill, like that suggested, might bring the girls out when the boys recited, and the boys when the girls displayed their prowess, and thus the room be filled, and interest awakened and sustained. Occasionally, it may be well to keep a list of young persons capable of this duty, and selecting them in due order for taking part in the meetings. If this is done, favouritism must be distinctly disavowed, and adhered to in practice; on the other hand, cir

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cumstances may render it advisable to depend mainly, if not altogether, on the chance attendants at the meetings. The judicious conductor is prepared for every such contingency, and seeing its need, or supposing it good, would try each of these plans in succession, or any, or every other, so as to maintain a high degree of interest in favour of the cause he loves.

In centres of population, such as Birmingham, Bristol, Manchester, &c., where large, undenominational halls and rooms are attainable, good might result from amalgamated competition meetings, not so much for prizes of money as to provoke displays of elocutionary skill.

What results are we justified in looking for as flowing from the system of repeating dialogues and recitations at meetings by the young people? First, we should say, if those who speak are judiciously instructed, it gives them a consciousness of power. Their words may win some for sobriety, truth, and God. Such children will speak with a humble boldness, which cannot but commend itself to the heart of every hearer. The voice of childhood has a nameless charm. Next, it gives them confidence in communicating their thoughts. This is a great acquisition, especially when, as at present, difference of opinion is so rife. It is almost essential to convincing of an opponent, to state our own conviction with unhesitating assurance, feeling we are right. Should we possess all the acquirements of wisdom, and be a perfect storehouse of wholesome truths, without the confidence necessary to communicate them, our minds would only be like a casket of precious jewellery which was never worn, and more for show than use. Practice makes perfect, and therefore let the little ones rehearse their telling stories. Again, memory is strengthened by the exercise; the more we learn, the more we are able to remember. The power to retain things in the mind is greatly intensified by the exercise of memory in youth. Artificial systems may assist the retentive faculty, but cannot implant it. We might also adduce facts and arguments proving that this work of reciting on the part of the young people provokes thought, begets a love of reading, and enlarges and expands the sympathies, but such instances will at once occur to the remembrance of any who have laboured in this department of the work. We say then, do not neglect the recitations and dialogues; let the matter of them be sensible and sound, the manner of delivery unaffected, but earnest, the methods adopted for their delivery such as commends itself to the mature judgment of the conductor, and not only will the benc

fits mentioned flow to the young people, but elder folks may learn wisdom, and the truth, proved true over and over again, that out of the mouth of infants, God can perfect praise.

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beer to-night, Baxter?'—No, thank ye, master.' - You did'nt have any at dinner.'-—No, master.'-'Well, I promised them a glass of gin at night; aren't you going to take that either ?'* No, thank ye, sir.'— It's not over nice work—that's what made me give you the spirits; but if you choose to do without, why, that's your look out. So you want the money instead ? 'Well, master, you said


wouldn't mind.'—“No, I don't mind; as long as you do my work all right, it's no odds to me. Here, then, I've to give you sevenpence.'—'If you please, sir.'—There you are,' said the employer, laying the money on the counter. •It's a queer start, and wont last long, I'm thinking.'--Thank ye, sir,' said Baxter, joyfully taking up the money, and leaving the shop, just as a boy entered with a large jug of spirts, which the employer filled out to the men, who were leaving the work on which they had been engaged at the back of his house all day.

•Where's Tom Baxter ?' said one, looking round. He's off, I expect,' said another, he said master had promised to give him the worth of the drink if he chose.'— Yes I did,' said the master:"I didn't expect he would want to carry out his bargain, that's a fact. How he manages to keep on at it as he does, I don't know. Vhat does he drink, men ?'."Cold tea,' said one.-' Pump water,' said another, grinning.--Strenth’nin, both on 'em,' said a third; as he tipped up his glass of gin, and drew the sleeve of his jacket across his mouth.If he do drink 'em, he haves sumthin' else as well then,' said a shock-headed boy, loaded with the men's tools. • His missus bringed him a basin o' tea and a sandwich at four o'clock.'- A basin o' tea,' re-echoed the men with a laugh, as they left the shop.

At the corner they stopped, clustering round the door of the publichouse, like bees about some flower that promises a rich harvest of honey. A few, calling out "Good night,' kept on their way; several made as though they were going, but there was some parleying among them; one had his foot on the step, and the door half open, so one after another the others followed.

Lounging over their liquor, they saw Tom Baxter come in, and hailed him with a shout.

"Come on, old chap; that's your sort; know'd you'd see us here.'*Plenty o’room; come on,' making room for him upon the bench.

Thank ye, mates, but I aint a going to stop; I only wants iny screw and a pipe, please missus;' and he put down his penny, and walked out.

• He is a mean sneak to do us in that way,' cried one. We'll have the lush, and stick it up to him,' said another.—“That you can't do,' said the landlady; .for we've got no score against him.'- Never mind, he




won't work long at that 'ere drain on his cold water, I know,' said one. – His stomach 'ull turn afore the week's out; you see if it don't.'

Meanwhile Tom went back towards home, where he had already been and cleaned himself,' before he fetched his screw. Just as he passed the gateway near the public-house, old blind Kate, who sat patiently through the day with her knitting and netting—cuffs, ruffs, collars, and lace--was packing up her stock-in-trade for the night. She generally found some kindly passer-by to lend her a helping-hand home. As Tom approached, the poor body lifted up her head, and turned her face towards him.

Good evening, Tom Baxter,' she said in her meek voice. "Good evening, dame,' he replied heartily; "how did you know it

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* There isn't many comes along this time in the evening but I know their footsteps,' said the blind woman. • I hear yours the oftenest and most regʻlar by me; the rest seem mostly to stop at the public-house door.'

“So have mine, dame, too often; but, please God, they wont for the future. I wouldn't ha' been in to-night, if there was another shop as I could get my 'bacca at.'

He put the old woman's stall together under his arm, and carrying her little stool, was leading her towards home.

• You ain't sold much to-day, dame, seemingly.'

• No,' said she. . It's been cold, and the lassies don't care to stop But I must not complain; every day can't be fine, and to-morrow may be better.'

It was a miserable alley where poor Kate lived, and most wretched among the wretched houses was the one she stopped at. A hard-featured woman came out to meet her, and as Tom stowed away the board and trestles in a corner, he saw old kate put some money into her hand, saying, 'That's for the lodging; never mind the cup o' tea to-night; I can't afford it.'— Very well,' said the woman; 'mind how ye go up—there's another board loose.'

With a sigh, the poor body wended her way up the tumble-down staircase. That sigh was in Tom Baxter's ear as he went up the dirty narrow street; he could not get rid of it. • Poor body,' he said to himself, 'I'll be bound that cup o' tea's her only bit of comfort all through the day; her that's got neither chick nor child to look to her. I wish I'd gone without my 'bacca.' Tom stopped, and took out of his pocket the sixpence that remained of his drink money. "I wish I'd gone without my 'bacca,' he said again, and back it went into his pocket. He had not gone two steps farther when he returned, and without stopping a moment plunged into a kind of den at the foot of the staircase, where the hardfeatured woman kept a brewery of tea and coffee, supplying such of her lodgers as were unable to do it for themselves. •What do the old lady pay for her cup o' tea ?' asked Tom.

A penny, 'cos she likes it strong. Why?' said the woman, impudently.

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"I want it for her,' said Tom. "Who's to pay for it?'

"I will;' and Tom laid down the sixpence, at sight of which the breweress became more civil.

• Take her up one of them too,' said Tom pointing to a buttered roll.

He received his change, saw the refreshment on its way to the poor woman, and went home, thinking how old Kate would enjoy her unexpected comfort.

Tom's home was a very humble one. It had been almost starvation work with him and his family when he had been out of employ during the winter. But his wife was a good managing contented soul, who made the best of everything, and so they contrived to get along. There was a good fire and a clean hearth when Tom got in. The children were in bed, and his.chair awaited him.

"I'm late, Bessie, ain't I ? but I'll tell you why;' and he gave an account of what he had done; though, be it obse ed, he did ot revea the full amount of his saving.

• You were very good, Tom,' said his wife; “poor Kate's an induscrious body; and now I should think you'd be glad of a bit of supper.'

• I should indeed, if you 've got any, Bessie.'

Bessie spread a clean doth on the little table, and set on a dish of vegetables, which she had made hot very nicely, and some slices of pudding, saved from the dinner of herself and the children, for it was rare that they tasted meat.

• I thought maybe you would not care for beer, Tom, as you said the master gave it to you all; but I 'll fetch it if you like.'

Not for me, Bessie,' said Tom. * And I'm as well without it, I know,' said Bessie; we will have a cup of coffee though;' and by the time they had finished, a nice hot cup of coffee was ready.

"Well,' said Tom, ' I've enjoyed that there bit o' supper more than many a one I've had at the public-house.'

Yes, indeed,' said Bessie; “I think we might save a good bit that way, and we've none to spare. What a mercy it was you getting that job just when you did, Tom !'

• It was indeed, Bessie; and it's one likely to last, for all the houses in that Row's got to be done.'

“It ain't over nice work, is it, Tom!'

• No, but what signifies ?'- '-one can't choose,' said Tom, lifting off the red cinders, and puiting them aside for the morning.

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What now, man ?- what are ye standing there for? Drink! more drink !—why, it is not an hour and a half since had


beer.' "Well, master, such a precious ugly job!--this here broiling sun, and the stench is awful; can't get on no-how, master, without a little drop o' summut.' The employer walked out to where they were at work.

Of course the drainage is bad ; you knew that before you came to do it; you would not have been sent for if it had been all right,' said he.

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