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NE cold winter day, says Mr. Ashworth, a young

man was seen going from Rochdale towards

Marsland workhouse carrying an old man on his back.

The young man's strength being exhausted, he set down the old man in a sitting posture on the famous Milkstone. While both were resting, the old man began to weep bitterly.

“ You may cry as hard as you like,” said the young man, “but to the workhouse you shall go, if my legs can carry you, for I will not be burdened with you any longer."

“I am not weeping because thou art taking me to the workhouse, my son, but because of my own

cruelty to thy grandfather. Twenty-five years since, this very day, I was carrying him on my back to the workhouse, and rested with him on this very stone. He wept, and begged 'I would let him live with me the few days he had to live, promising to rock and nurse the little children, and to do anything that he could; but I mocked his sorrow, turned a deaf ear to his cries and tears, and took him to the workhouse. It is the thought of such cruel conduct to my poor old dead father that makes me weep.”

The son was amazed, and said, “Get on my back, father; I'll take you home again ; for if that be the way, my turn will come next; it seems to be weight for weight. Get on my back, and you shall have your old corner and rock the little children.”

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wounded five men and himself again slightly in the wished for more air, and was helped to the afterhead, pushed off.

cabin ; but becoming very faint, he was assisted back The ship was about a mile away.

In the boat the to his bed. He, soon after said to those who were Commodore was very faint from the pain of his with him, “I gather from your manner that I am wound, which his secretary, Mr. Perry, was sucking; | going to die soon; if so, I should wish to see all the but he soon revived, and came up the side of the officers, to bid them good-bye.” ship briskly, desiring that the wounded should be They all assembled, and he spoke to them at length, attended to; the boats were hoisted up, as he taking an affectionate farewell of each, telling them intended to sail at once, But, after his wound had how he had loved them all, how he had seen in each been dressed, and he had ascertained that no provo- something worthy to be loved ; and saying a kind and cation had been offered by any one of his party, he appropriate word of encouragement to each one, showthought right to mark his displeasure at this act of ing how well he knew their individual characters. He treachery by burning the few huts where the outrage told them of his happiness in the love of God, of his had occurred, giving strict orders that no life should readiness to die : bidding each one kiss him, as a token be taken or risked, and that blank cartridge should that no hastiness on his part was unforgiven by them. be fired, to scare the natives away before the sailors He then desired to take leave of the ship's company, landed.

and insisted on doing so, though it was feared at first The Commodore was at once placed in the sick that it might hurt him. He said, “If I can only list, and confined to his bed, except for a short time turn one soul to the love of God, if it were but the each day. The first two days he slept a great deal. youngest boy in the ship, I must do it. Perhaps He was cheerful and hopeful, but fully realising and when they hear it from the lips of a dying man they contemplating the danger which he was in, and even will believe it." the probability of a fatal issue; and those around He was carried out in his chair, wrapped in him soon observed a settled calm and deliberation blankets, and laid on a bed on the quarter-deck, the in all that he said and did, which seemed to ship's company being all around him. He begged the speak of some great step or resolve taken. On men to smile at him, and not to look sad. He told the Sunday he desired the chaplain to give thanks them that he was dying, and therefore he wished to publicly at service that he and others had not been say good-bye to them. He told them that he had had cut off suddenly, but had had time to prepare for a very happy life, and now God was taking him away cleath, if death should come—to use his own words, before he had any sorrow.

He told them how happy "for a deliverance, in the thought of which he had he was in the sense of God's love and in the conviction been led to look more closely into the things which that whatever happened was according to God's will; are hereafter."

and he exhorted them most earnestly to the love of On Monday and Tuesday he continued pretty well. God, saying, “ The love which God Himself will give On Tuesday he sat up for some time, writing a letter.


if you trust IIim is very great; it will guide In it he speaks of being quite well, but for a pain all your goings and doings.” He begged them to in his back-this was the first sign of the fatal try and resist when on shore the temptations to sin, disease. While he was writing this letter some one which led them to break their leave and desert. came into the cabin, and he put it down with an “When you are tempted," he said, “think of the unfinished sentence--never to resume it again. With love of God." the exception of signing some despatches two days “As to those poor natives,” he added, “don't later, these were the last words written.

think about them and what they have donc. It That evening the Commodore became uneasy ; he is not worth while; they couldn't know right passed a very restless night, getting no sleep until he from wrong. Perhaps some twenty or thirty years had a soothing draught. On the Wednesday morning hence, when some good Christian man has settled early the symptoms of tetanus became more marked, among them and taught them, something may be and by the middle of the day were undoubted. He learnt about it.” had desired, some days before, to be told as soon as After again speaking of the vastness of God's love, any alarming symptoms should occur; and early on he said, “ Before I go back to die, I should like you Wednesday afternoon he was told that tetanus had set all to say, 'God bless you,'” which they did ; and he in. He received the announcement in silence, and then said, “ May God Almighty bless you with His with perfect calmness, merely asking, after a little exceeding great love, and give you happiness such as while, how long it was likely to last; and as one or He has given me !" another of his officers came in to see him he told them He then shook hands with all the petty officers, that he was going to die, adding immediately that he having a special word for each; and then-again had no fear, but perfect trust in God.

saying Good-bye” to all-he was carried back to The same thing continued during Thursday morning, his cabin. He had spoken for twenty minutes or except that by this time the suffering was very much more; his voice, which was very weak at first, became

severe, and the exhaustion and oppression quite strong and clear as he went on. On getting in breathing greater. Early in the afternoon he back to his bed he said, “Well, I suppose there is




nothing more to be done now, but to lie down and die the poor as much as for the rich. The Prince of quietly!”

that City loves the poor. He loves the young too. He soon fell asleep, and his strength never returned. He came into this world of ours, and became a The spasms became much more violent, but were child, and a poor child, that He might feel all never as severe, as is often the case in tetanus. All human troubles and sadness, and make a way for through they were much subdued by his immense all to the City where He lives and reigns. He did force of will and self-control; and with the help of

He let Himself be ill-used and despised, that sedatives he slept between, and took all the nourish- He might make a way for us to dwell with Him for ment that was offered to him. But through all, his

He was nailed to a cross, and died in great patience, his faith, his entire acceptance of the stroke pain, that He might gain the pardon of our sins, as being the will of God, never failed for an instant; and raise us to His throne. He went down into he never complained of the pain ; he was constantly the grave for us. He rose again from the grave, smiling, even during the spasms. His one theme was

and went Himself to the Bright City to prepare a the love of God; and the only complaint that was place for us, that where He is there we might be heard was, that he had no breath left to praise God also. He is waiting there for you, if you will go to for all His mercies. He constantly asked after the Him, and be happy with Him for ever. others; he knew that two of the men, Rayner and For this is one great joy of the Bright City, that Smałe, had tetanus, but did not know that Rayner those who find their way there are safe for eternity. died on the Thursday night. Smale lived till the No one can bring them back to be sad and sorry Saturday morning.

again. No one can take them away from it, or trouble After the Friday morning he spoke but little, them; no one can hurt them, or be unkind to them. though to the last he responded when directly spoken They are safe for ever. to. About noon he woke up from a short sleep, look- In that Bright City all is peace and love. There ing a little dazed. He said, “I have quite forgotten is no fighting nor quarrelling there; no hard words. all about everything.” Then, seeing the commander No one is angry, and no one is jealous ; no one is by his side, he turned to him, saying, “Hastings, you

Hastings, you cruel, no one is afraid. All is peace as well as joy. will do all that is right;" and then, having given up Have you ever looked at the clouds on a very bright all his earthly charge, he dropped back, and took little evening, when the sun is setting? Have you seen the notice of anything more.

lovely red and gold colours in the sky? They may He died at a quarter-past five on Friday afternoon, help you to think of the beauty and glory of the August 20, 1875, so quietly and peacefully that the Bright City. Yet its light and glory are much greater exact moment was only perceptible to him who held than those of the clouds. For that City is brighter his pulse.

than anything we see on this earth.

Do not you long to see this happy, glorious, joyful

place? Do not you long to go to it? Do not you feel THE JOY OF THE BRIGHT CITY.

that it would be a greater joy than any you have ever

had, if you could be in that City, where hunger, and not all my readers love what is thirst, and weariness, and pain, and sadness, never bright and joyful? Perhaps you

come ? have not much brightness in your

Then will you not try to find the way there? Will. life. It may be a life of toil and you not listen to me a little while, that I may


you hardship; but you do not the less about the road to it? Will you not ask God to give love what is cheerful and happy. you grace to enable you to waik in the road? Will And if sometimes you get even a

you not try to make the work of your every-day life little peep into the joys of life, easier, by looking on to the Bright City of peace and you feel how pleasant it would be joy?

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always to be prosperous and light | In the name of the Prince of that Bright City, let

at heart: never to be sorrowful me entreat you to try and find the way to it. As you and gloomy. And if, when you are sad and sick at read these lines which tell you something about the heart, some one were to say to you,

Come with me,

road, ask Him to give you wisdom to find it, and and you shall be always happy, and always have all strength to walk in it. For unless we walk in the you can want,” how gladly you would go!

way which He has opened for us we shall never get Now I cannot make you always happy, for no one

there. His way is the only way, and all others will in this world can be so always. But I can tell you

only end in sorrow—a sorrow as never-ending as is the glad news of a Bright City where there is no the joy of those who find the entrance into the Bright sorrow, nor crying, and no more pain ; and where City. you may go and be made happy for ever, more happy

Jesus, on Thee our hope depends, than you can ever dream of here. That City is for

To lead us on to Thine abode :

Assured our home will make amends • From Journal of Commodore Goodenough. King & Co.

For all our toil while on the road.

My good woman,” said tho royal lady, when she THE BUNCH OF GRAPES.

had heard all, “your mistake has been this : you HERE was once in a far-off land a beautiful green-thought my father was a merchant, and not a king;

house in a courtyard leading from the public you thought his business was to sell, but instead of

streets of the town. It belonged to the king, so that it is to give." that no money was spared to make the flowers blossom

Then she plucked the bunch from the vine, and and the fruit grow ripe within.

dropped it into the woman's apron. So she obtained It was the dead of winter now, and not a flower as a free gift what the labour of many days and nights was to be seen in all the gardens without, neither was had proved unable to procure her. there


the trees. But in the greenhouse Did you ever hear of God's free grace? You will one splendid bunch of grapes hung from the glass find it in many pages of the Bible, and I think this ceiling, basking in the bright winter sun, in full view story will help you to understand it. “By 'grace' of the people passing through the courtyard.

ye are saved,” and it means that we are saved by A poor woman stopped and looked at it. She looked

God's free loving favour towards us, without any merit till her mouth watered,

or any helping on our but it was not for herself

part. she wanted it; she had a

With all our praying sick daughter at home,

and all our trying, and and she sighed and said,

all the good deeds we “Oh, how I wish I

may fancy we have done, .could take it to my

we can no more win our darling!”

own salvation than that She went home and

poor woman could buy worked away at her spin

the king's bunch of ning wheel night and

grapes. day till she had earned

We need not think half-a-crown. She then

we have anything to went back to the king's

pay when we come to gardener, offered him


We must take that money, and asked

what He offers as a gift, if she might have the

or not at all. We do bunch of grapes. The

not wonder at the man only laughed, and

gardener being angry shut the door in her

with the woman who face.

thought that the king, What next should she

his master, was in the do? How could she earn

habit of selling grapes a little more ? She was

like a common fruiterer. disappointed, but she

But what she did is would try again. The

nothing to what we do. poor woman looked round

The Lord Jesus has her humble cottage to see A&E TAYLOR

bought our souls' salvawhat there was she could

tion for us at a tremenA splendid bunch of grapes hung from :spare. It was very cold,

the glass ceiling.

dous cost, even the cost but still perhaps she

of His own blood. Then could do without a blanket, so she pawned it for we come and offer a few poor prayers, and a few kind half-a-crown, and went back to the king's gardener actions perhaps, and we think they will help out the with her five shillings.

payment. Just as if Jesus had not done it all! But that was no better; the man scolded her Just as if He had not told us over and over again angrily for presuming to come again, and taking her in the Bible that He gives good gifts, and does not by the arm he thrust her out of the house.

sell them. But it so happened that the king's daughter was No! there is nothing to pay for the salvation that at that moment walking at the other end of the green Jesus brings : " He that hath no money, come ye, buy, house. She heard the commotion, and she asked and eat; yea, come, buy wine and milk without what it meant. When the gardener told her what money and without price;” that is the way in it was, she directed him to call the woman back to which the gift is put before us. “ Whosoever will, her. The poor woman trembled, but the princess let him


" that is the invitation. It is the smiled on her so kindly when she spoke to her that gift of God; we have only to put out our hands she felt encouraged to tell her all the story of her and take it, and then to thank Him for it, not only sick child and the bunch of grapes.

with our lips but in our lives.

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