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justly accused and condemned; but do Thou forgive them this sin."

This prayer was greeted with scornful laughter by the men on whose behalf it was offered. They heaped upon him reproaches of every kind, and denounced him as a second Judas. He bore all with the utmost meekness, saying, "I place all my confidence and hope

in God my Saviour. I know that He will not take JOHN HUS THE MARTYR.

from me the cup of salvation; but by His grace I shall ONSTANCE owes its fame to the great council drink it to-day in His kingdom.” So it proved. He which met here A.D. 1414, at which one hundred was led forth to the stake, and there breathed his last

thousand persons are said to have assembled. in words of prayer and praise. John Hus, summoned before this council to answer The house in which he lodged, the minster in which the charge of heresy, manfully declared his faith in he was tried, the spot where the stake was fixed, and Jesus, and sealed his testimony with his b'vod. He that at which his ashes were cast into the Rhine, are was confined in a dark and loathsome dungeon under still pointed out. A mass of rock, upon which his the Dominican convent on the shore of the lake. The name is inscribed, near the site of his martyrdom, forms walls of his cell were saturated with water, which stood | a fitting monument to his memory. in pools on the floor. Only for a short period of each day was he able to read, when a ray of light struggled through an aperture in the roof of his prison. The rest of his time was passed in almost total dark

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History records few more touching scenes than that when Hus, condemned to die, fell upon his knees, like Stephen, the protomartyr, and prayed, “O Lord God, I beseech Thee, for Thy mercy's sake, to pardon all my enemies. Thou knowest that I have been un.



and expressed his great satisfaction in finding his views

supported by the text of Luther's Bible. KHE PRINCE CONSORT was born August 26, 1819, At the top of the Queen's staircase, in the private

at the Castle of Rosenau, in Saxony. The apartments at Windsor, there is a beautifully-executed

foundations of his scholarship and scien- statue from the studio of Baron Triqueti-a prominent tific knowledge were laid in his early training by and distinguished man among the French Protestants. private tutors, and afterwards at the celebrated Univer- It represents the boy-king, Edward vi., marking with sity of Bonn.

After his marriage with the Queen, his sceptre a passage in the Bible which he holds in his public life became familiar to the whole nation, his left hand, and upon which he intently looks. A but a few of his private traits may not be without closer inspection discovers the following text upon the interest.

open page : “Josiah was eight years old when he The anxious care of the Prince for the religious train-began to reign, and he reigned thirty and one years ing of his own family was apparent to all who had in Jerusalem. And he did that which was right in opportunity of witnessing the arrangements of the royal the sight of the Lord, and walked in all the way household. The efforts of recent years for the religious of David his father, and turned not aside to the right education of the poorest classes had his warmest sym- hand or to the left. This statue was executed by pathy, and various instances we know of his generous the desire of the late Prince Consort, who intended it beneficence in placing money at the disposal of clergy- to convey to his son a constant and most significant men and others labouring in poor districts, with no suggestion of the Divine rule by which the future other condition than that the name of the donor might' sovereign of England should fashion his heart and life. be concealed. In some cases

The happy choice of the special provision was made for

motto on the facade of the the diffusion of knowledge of

Royal Exchange, "The earth a directly spiritual and evan

is the Lord's, and the fulness gelical bearing; and many

thereof,” was due to the books of this kind were dis

Prince, who has thereby left tributed among his own de

a lesson worthy of being laid pendants and the poor in the

to heart in the great centre neighbourhood of his resi

of the world's wealth and dences. These quiet and unostentatious deeds of benevo

It was characteristic of the lence are indications of cha

Prince Consort that he conracter as grateful now as the

templated the prospect of more conspicuous virtues of

death with an equanimity by his public life.

no means common in men In the progress and suc

of his years. This was owing cess of Christian missions the

to no indifference or disPrince felt a warm interest.

taste for life. He enjoyed That he should take a lively

it, and was happy and cheerinterest in the heroic labours of such a man as Dr. ful in his work, in his family circle, in loving Livingstone, might be of course expected, but his thoughtfulness for others, and in the sweet returns of sympathy was equally extended to humbler workers affection which this brought back to himself. But he in the mission field. When Dr. Krapf arrived in had none of the strong yearning for life and fulness England, after long and comparatively unknown of years which is felt by those who shrink from service in Eastern Africa, he was cheered by a looking beyond “the warm precincts of the genial generous welcome at the palace, and special per day” into a strange and uncertain future. He mission was given to dedicate to the Prince the had no wish to die, but he did not care for narrative of his missionary work.

living The love of the Prince for the sacred Scriptures Not long before his fatal illness, in speaking to the has been frequently mentioned, and we have heard Queen, he said, “I do not cling to life. You do; but various anecdotes of his bringing the influence of I set no store by it. If I knew that those I love were the Bible to bear on domestic and family arrange- well cared for, I should be quite ready to die toments. One incident may be new to our readers. morrow.” The Prince, having sent to the British Museum In the same conversation, he added, "I am sure, if I to borrow a copy of Martin Luther's Bible, a mes- had a severe illness, I should give up at once; I should senger was sent with it to the palace, and shown not struggle for life. I have no tenacity of life." This

room where he saw the Queen and his was said without a trace of sadness; he was content to Royal Highness engaged in the study of the Bible. stay, if such were Heaven's will; he was equally ready The Prince, opening Luther's Bible, referred to a to go hence, should that will be otherwise. passage, which had been the subject of investigation, “ This spirit,” the Queen writes in 1862, " this


into a

beautiful, cheerful spirit it was, which made him always “ When they first came here,” said the wife, “I happy, always contented, though he felt so deeply and thought they were proud and stiff; but they are real 80 acutely when others did wrong, and when people good neighbours, and good church folks too."

did not do their duty; it was this power he had of "Well,” said he, “ I mean to go to church to-morrow


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taking interest in everything, attending to everything, and see if I can't hear some singing like that." which prompted those blessed feelings about eternity. The singer knew that her neighbours were ignorant, He was ready to live, ready to die, 'not because I wish rough, and unbelieving, nearing the decline of life, and to be happier,' as he often remarked, but because he unwilling to be approached on the subject of religion. was quite ready to go. He did not do what was right The old wife especially was so nearly a heathen, that for the sake of a reward hereafter, but, as he always she would never enter a church, never allow the visit said, because it was right.'”

of a minister, nor listen to the reading of God's Word or even to the singing of a hymn. The man was a

day-labourer, who had ruined his worldly affairs by BE UP AND DOING.

indulgence in strong drink, but had been lifted out of

the pit, and been sober for many years. Still he was TRIBE of American Indians sent an earnest

a rough, swearing man, and his heart unsoftened by entreaty to a mission station six hundred miles

any religious influence. distant, to send them a teacher to instruct

One glorious summer evening, as the sun was going them in the knowledge of the true God. The mis

down, the lady seated herself at the door, and insionaries were obliged to refuse. They could scarcely voluntarily began to sing Mrs. Hemans' sweet vesper keep up their own station with the staff of men and song, “ Come to the sunset tree.” She felt the spirit the means at their disposal. Six times the same

of the heavenly words, and sang with fervour. When message was returned, though with the deepest sorrow

near the close of the hymn, she cast her eyes to the that English Christians had not sent them men enough field where her neighbour was at work, and saw that or money enough to grant the application.

he was listening intently. Instantly the thought At last fresh help came from England, and a teacher flashed into her mind, “Oh, if I could raise that poor was sent.

But it was now too late. The tribe had man to think of heaven.” She closed her refrain, and engaged in war, their angry passions were excited, and then commenced, “On Jordan's stormy banks I stand," all desire for Christian instruction had passed away. singing it with the spirit and the understanding also." The teacher returned, bitterly grieving that the door The firmament above her foreshadowed the glories of was closed, and that it was now impossible to proclaim that state described by the hymn, and the beauty of to them the message of the Gospel.

the green earth reminded her of the pastures above Let us learn the lesson. Be up and doing at once. where the redeemed are walking by the river of life. There are but twelve hours in the day, then cometh And as she sang, the old man listened, almost spellthe night, when no man can work. The work may be bound. The singer did not wish to call forth admiration taken from us, or we may be laid aside from the work. of her full-toned voice; she wished to glorify God by Therefore let us throw heart and soul into our Master's leading one of His creatures to think of Him. service. Let us give freely and pray instantly. Let “I will sing God's praises whenever he can hear me, us refuse no call which He gives us. Let us yield up and perhaps he may be led to praise the Lord Himself," ourselves and all we have to be used for Him. Every was her mental resolve. soul is unspeakably precious. Men and women are The next Sabbath the old man was at church. This rapidly passing into eternity. Many know not the joy- cheered the lady, and she said, “I will sing whenever ful sound, and are perishing for lack of knowledge. he comes." Ere another week was closed he was at Christ is ready to bless the weakest testimony which is work again. This time she sang, given in His name. Therefore let us go forth, believing

“ Just 28 I without one plea, in His power and help. Let us remember that "the

But that Thy blood was shed for me." time is short,” the warfare great, and fight manfully Slowly, distinctly, she sang, that he might take in the for the kingdom of Christ.

full meaning of the words; and feeling their sweet pathos in her inmost soul, she poured out all the hymn. The listener shook his head, and rubbed his hand

quickly over his eyes. I HEARD SINGING TO-NIGHT.

The next Sabbath evening he was found among the 'LL tell you what, I heard singing to-night that people of God, earnestly inquiring for the way of salva

made me wish I was in heaven, or good enough tion. The singer had sowed seed, and earnestly askeil

to go there," said an old backwoodsman to his the Lord to make him one of His own children. It wife, as entering their log hut he sat down to his may be that other influences led him to the House of ( vening meal.

God, and to think of his soul, but certainly God had “Where did you hear it?" she asked.

blessed the voice of music as one of His instruments. “At our neighbour's up yonder. They must feel Seeking further to do good, the lady encouraged his something I don't know of, or they couldn't sing 80." poor ignorant wife in many friendly ways, and one day


do you


invited her into the parlour to hear her piano. She No pains or trouble was spared. Both persevered till had never seen nor heard such an instrument, and was that which was lost was found. In like manner has wonderstruck The lady called her daughters to her the Lord dealt with those who are now brought home side, and all joined in singing, “ All hail the power of to God, but who were once wanderers in the paths of Jesu's name,” to the old tune Coronation.

sin. It was not once only that He sent them a message “Do you like that?” said the lady.

of love and mercy. Long were they sought, many and “Oh, it's nice. I b’lieve I heered that tune some- various were the means used. Many a time did He where when I was a gal, but I've forgot.”

call, and they refused. It was only perhaps after years “Probably you heard it at church. It is often sung of gracious waiting, and repeated invitations, that the there. We cannot sing the praises of Jesus too often, wanderers were brought home, and the lost found. for He came to save us poor sinners.” Then they all In the parable, there was joy when the sheep was sang, “Come, humble sinner, in whose breast,” etc. brought back, joy when the money was found. LikeThe woman rose and said she must go, and was invited wise, our Lord tells us, there is joy in heaven, "joy in to come again.

the presence of the angels of God, over one sinner that “Oh, I'll come often, if I can hear you sing.” repenteth." Nothing can show more strongly the value

“Mother," said her eldest girl," you take a strange of even one soul in the sight of God. Picture the case way to win souls ;



will succeed ?” of a sinner brought to repentance ; a common case, “Why not, my daughter? Has not God commanded such as may happen any day. that whatsoever we do, should be done to His glory? A poor working man, living, it may be, in

low And if He has given us voices to sing, should we not use court in a great town, or in a humble cottage in a them in His service? There are many ears who will country place, unknown beyond the little circle of his listen to a hymn for the sake of the tune, who will not own workmates and neighbours, has long lived in hear a word from the Bible. Our voices and our neglect of his soul; not a gross sinner perhaps, nor musical instruments should all be employed in winning worse than most of those around him, but without lost souls."

God : this man, by some means, is brought to care for his soul, to repent of his sins, and to seek Christ-in

other words, he becomes a Christian man. Very few THE LOST SHEEP.

people care for the change, or even know of it. The READ LUKE XV, 1-10.

minister may thank God for it on bended knee, the

man's wife and children may be the happier for it (as HIS parable was spoken by our they certainly will), and his workmates and neighbours

Lord in reply to the Pharisees may take notice of the alteration, and some of them and Scribes. All the publicans may perhaps wonder what has come over the man, and and sinners had drawn near to think the change not a change for the better. But hear Him, and the Pharisees and meanwhile there is joy in heaven ! joy in the presence Scribes murmured against Him of the angels of God! joy on account of that poor man ! because He let them do so.

Because he has been found at length, because his heart “This man,” said they, “receiveth sin

is changed, because he has repented and turned to God. ners, and eateth with them.” The

It seems but a small thing to man, but it is not counted parable was His answer. It is a double one, setting a small thing in heaven. Even in that happy place, forth the same truth under two different figures. The where all is joy, the angels rejoice anew because this man in the one case, and the woman in the other, mean one sinner has been brought to repentance. our Lord Himself. The lost sheep, and the lost piece Has there been joy for you? Have you been brought of money, mean a sinner.

to this repentance, this change of heart? Have you The sheep wanders from the fold and the shepherd, even learnt that by nature you are lost? See bow the sinner wanders from God and His ways. The precious one soul is in the sight of God; your soul is sheep is in great danger, and will be lost if not brought thus precious. See how the Saviour seeks the lost. back, yet it probably wanders heedlessly farther and Has He not sought you? Has He not sought you again farther. The sinner, too, is in danger—awful danger and again? Think of the joy in heaven! Such joy and will be lost for ever, if he do not come back to may be felt for you; nay, certainly will be felt, if you God. He does not feel his danger. The path he has repent. Your soul is not uncared for above. The Lord


chosen for himself pleases him more than the way of Jesus Christ

seeks it, and angels would rejoice at its

God. He does not see—at least, he does not trouble
himself to think-whither it leads. Enough for him,
that it is, as he thinks, a pleasant path. He has no
wish to return; nay, he cannot return of himself.
must be sought if ever he is to be saved.

In the parable, the man did not leave off his search for the sheep till he found it, the woman also went on swoeping the house till the piece of money appeared.

salvation. Wandering from God can only end in ruin; come back at the Saviour's call! It is grievous that talents, which God gave to be used for His glory, should be all useless and wasted, like the lost piece of silver. Awake to a sense of what you owe to God, and of the account you must one day give to Him. It is not yet too late. You may yet turn to Christ; you may even now do God service.



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interrupted by loud shouts and screams; they did

not pay much attention to them ; such sounds, alas ! n a small, dark room, in a closely built-up alley in

were too common in those alleys for the inhabitants one of the lowest parts of London, lay a sick

to take much notice; but little Mary was anxious to The room had very little furniture ; it

see who was making so much noise. consisted of two or three broken chairs, a small table,

“Don't look at them, Mary; come away; there's and a bed in one corner. Upon a few red cinders in

sin and sorrow enough here. I wonder what will be the grate the man's eyes were fixed.

the end of it? Sing to me again about the land where He was but young; and as he lay there thinking of it will all be done away.'” his own fast-departing life, of his loving wife and little

Yes, father, I will ;” and while she was singing children, and what they would do for a livelihood

the door was pushed open, and in came the wife and when he was gone, his heart sank within him, and he

mother. She had been working hard all day, trying turned away and wept.

to earn a little by washing, and had bought a loaf of Presently he heard a sweet childish voice coming bread and an ounce of tea with some of the money. singing up the stairs, and as it came nearer he caught

Mrs. Williams put down her parcel on the table, and the words, “Oh, so bright ! oh, so bright!"

turning to her husband, knelt down by his side, and “What can it be that is so bright?” thought the asked how he had got on all day. sick man; "all here is dull and dark enough; what

“Weary, weary, Kate, lass ; grieving to think of can the child mean is so bright'?"

you working so hard, and me lying here, and no one The door was pushed open, and in came a little girl,

knowing or caring for all our troubles. I wish I was about five or six years old.

gone, and no more a burden to you." “Well, Mary, was that you singing ?".

“Hush, hush, James !” his wife replied, with tears father; it's one of the hymns we learn at school.”

“I shouldn't care for anything if you “And what is so bright that you must be singing it

was to go, lad.” over so often ?” “Oh, father, don't you know? it's

“Father,” said the little one, who had been thinkthe better land. Shall I sing it all to you ?"

ing of his last words, “some one cares; our teacher And again the sweet voice began,

taught us to-day, 'He careth for you.'” “ There is a better world, they say,

“Who cares, Mary?" "I think it is God," the Oh, so bright!

child replied, with a thoughtful look.
Where sin and woe are done away,

He loves us and cares for us always."
Oh, so bright!
And music fills the balmy air,

And the poor man learned on his sick bed the won-
And angels with bright wings are there,

drous truth, that “God so loved the world that He gave And harps of gold, and mansions fair, Oh, so bright!”

His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in "Sin and woe are done away,'

Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.” “Who gets there, I wonder ?" The singing was From “THE BROKEN CLOTHES-LINE," a capital book for working people,

“ Yes,

in her eyes.

“ Teacher says

,'" mused the sick


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