Indians whom they met, and could not speak their language; but they handed to them the green sprig of a tree, as a sign of peace and friendship, and the Indians then understood them and shook hands with them.

They suffered much for a long time, but at last other persons went to live with them, and carried with them many things which they needed. This they did every year, till in a few years they formed quite a colony by themselves, and had their own laws, and lived as they desired. But at length the mother country sent governors to them, who oppressed them with taxes, and they rose in rebellion. They were but a handful of men, comparatively speaking, and had little more to support them than their good cause. At last an army was

formed and sent to this new country, to make the people obey the governor.

In a distant country there lived at this time a young man who was very rich; he heard of the sufferings of the poor people in this new country, and he resolved to go to them, and offer his services. Not long after this he carried them some money, and soon they placed him among the chiefs of their army He remained many years with them, and fought many battles, till at length the people were victorious; and then, after losing a large part of his property and running great hazards, he returned home.

After many years, when the young country he had assisted had become, from a barren waste, a populous and well cultivated region, and when he had

grown aged, and those that had fought there with him had become old, and a few only of these remained, he thought he should like to go and see the people; though he expected a few only would remember him, and that most of them would know little about him. But he was mistaken.

The people, as soon as they heard of his coming, grateful for his kindness, urged him to visit them. They immediately sent out their largest ship to bring him; and when he had reached the shore, they displayed flags upon their ships, and were glad to welcome him. The bells rang, the cannon roared, and the aged and the young, all shouted, hail, hail to our friend. The banners waved at every corner, triumphal arches were thrown across the streets, and his

name was written in large letters over them, and the multitude that crowded round his chariot, shouted with grateful joy. What a happy sight it must have been to have seen the gratitude paid this good old man, and how delightful must have been his feelings, and theirs too; for gratitude is one of the sweetest feelings the heart of man can experience.

In one city, amidst the sound of trumpets and drums that greeted him, there appeared a long line of little children dressed in white, and when he had reached them, the procession stopped, and a little girl came forward and was taken into the carriage. She then repeated some poetry very prettily, and while the tears rolled down the old man's cheek, she placed a wreath of flowers upon his head, and said to him, "Welcome, welcome, Lafayette."

Upon the mention of this name, you may perhaps have heard of that happy day, and the gratitude and affection which then filled so many bosoms. And now I have one question to ask; who was it sent Lafayette to our fathers? Who was it in those days assisted them so much? You answer, the wise Governor of the world. Yes, yes, it was that great and good Being. And it is not Lafayette alone that he has sent He sent us also his Son Jesus Christ, to teach us our duty, to tell us that we are to live forever, and to point out to us by his own example the way to be good and happy; it was this Saviour whom he sent, who suffered and died for us.

to us.

As we think of these many and precious gifts from our Father, and of this