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house at which goods were to be delivered, when the load was so much lightened that the boy was able to carry with ease what remained.

A good many years passed, the policeman still occupied much the same position in the force, and was again employed upon the same beat in the western district of the city, when one day a servant girl, standing at the front door of a large and beautiful house, told him that her master wished to see him. He entered, expecting to hear of some depredation that had been committed, or perhaps that the family were to be absent from town, and he was to be requested to keep an eye upon the house for fear of burglars. What was his surprise, then, when the gentleman proceeded to ask him whether he remembered helping a grocer's boy with his basket more than twenty years ago! As was to be expected, such an unimportant, and, to the kindly policeman, not altogether an uncommon occurrence, had been long forgotten; but at last, by means of the gentleman's minute description, it was recalled to the memory of the policeman. "You may have forgotten it," said the gentleman, "but I have not. I was that grocer boy, and your kindly act has remained fresh in my memory ever since. I have since that time prospered in business, and to-day I have sent for you to make you a small present in acknowledgment of that act of kindness."

What the amount of the reward bestowed may have been does not concern my purpose in telling the story. It may have been large or small; the most valuable part of it was, without doubt, the assurance which the policeman received, that his kindly act had been so gratefully remembered.

Such an incident as this shows of how great value mutual helpfulness is. The policeman's act was one that cost him nothing. It needed little or no effort on the part of the strong man to lift the basket and help the boy in carrying it. Yet how great and lasting the fruits of such a simple act! The boy was helped in his difficulty, but that was not all. It is evident that the act of kindness exercised an influence

% Song of gibfrw Consolation,

"Comfort ye, comfort ye, my people."

Is there no balm in Gilead for thy sore?,'
No help for thee, no help for evermore?
Is there no heart to pity all thy grief?
Is there no hand can bring to thee relief?

O weary soul, that cannot find a rest!
O burdened heart, desiring to be blest!
O tempest-tossed upon life's troubled sea 1
There is a refuge and a rest for thee.

There is an ear that listens to thy prayer;
There is a Friend who doth thy burden bear;
There is a home where love thy coming waits,
And angels watch for ever by its gates.

Thy voice shall join the anthem while they sing;
Thine eyes shall see the beauty of the King;
And thou shalt lean thy head upon His breast,
And in thy Father's home shalt find a rest.

Trust Him for ever then, for He is truth;
The guard of age is He, the guide of youth;
Saviour of men, and Victor o'er the grave,
The sinners Friend, omnipotent to save.

O heart distracted, weary and forlorn,
He will not leave thee comfortless to mourn;
His hand is mightiness, His heart is love,
And He will guide thee to thy home above.

)m jre #ne g,no%r's gurirens.

J|any years ago a policeman, walking his beat in the

west end of one of our great cities, noticed a

grocer's boy vainly endeavouring to lift from off

his head the heavy basket full of goods which he

had been sent out to deliver. The officer, a kindly man,

went to the boy's assistance, and not only helped him down

with his basket, but assisted him to carry it to the next house at which goods were to be delivered, when the load was so much lightened that the boy was able to carry with ease what remained.

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A good many years passed, the policeman still occupied much the same position in the force, and was again employed upon the same beat in the western district of the city, when one day a servant girl, standing at the front door of a large and beautiful house, told him that her master wished to see him. He entered, expecting to hear of some depredation that had been committed, or perhaps that the family were to be absent from town, and he was to be requested to keep an eye upon the house for fear of burglars. What was his surprise, then, when the gentleman proceeded to ask him whether he remembered helping a grocer's boy with his basket more than twenty years ago! As was to be expected, such an unimportant, and, to the kindly policeman, not altogether an uncommon occurrence, had been long forgotten; but at last, by means of the gentleman's minute description, it was recalled to the memory of the policeman. "You may have forgotten it," said the gentleman, "but I have not. I was that grocer boy, and your kindly act has remained fresh in my memory ever since. I have since that time prospered in business, and to-day I have sent for you to make you a small present in acknowledgment of that act of kindness."

What the amount of the reward bestowed may have been does not concern my purpose in telling the story. It may have been large or small; the most valuable part of it was, without doubt, the assurance which the policeman received, that his kindly act had been so gratefully remembered.

Such an incident as this shows of how great value mutual helpfulness is. The policeman's act was one that cost him nothing. It needed little or no effort on the part of the strong man to lift the basket and help the boy in carrying it. Yet how great and lasting the fruits of such a simple act! The boy was helped in his difficulty, but that was not all. It is evident that the act of kindness exercised an influence over all his subsequent life. It kindled a warm ray of gratitude in his heart, that continued to burn on for many a long year. It encouraged and cheered him, and no doubt made him more kindly in his treatment of others, and specially of the boys and youths in his employment. As for the policeman, he had even at the time a sufficient reward in the approval of his own conscience, and in the knowledge that he was doing right. He received a substantial reward, as we have seen, afterwards at the hands of the merchant, and all his declining years will be the happier for that one good deed.

And what of the public, to whom this incident has become known through the press and otherwise? It has touched every generous and kindly heart, and will no doubt act in many a case in the way of suggesting kindly and helpful acts; while in other cases it will also stir up those who have received such acts to gladden the hearts of those from whom they have received them, by making some acknowledgment of the kindness done. For, though the doing of such acts is in itself a sufficient reward, it is a great encouragement to know that a kindly act has been appreciated, and has borne fruit in the life and character.

In connection with the young, the memory of a kind act seems to be particularly strong. Most of us who are grown to manhood remember kindly words and acts which we experienced; words and acts long forgotten by those who spoke and did them.

And, strange to say, when the kind and helpful act is done by the young for the old, memory seems to act in the same way. There is nothing that the aged notice so quickly, or appreciate so much, as a helpful act or a kindly word from the young. Many young people never think of this; perhaps no young people have any adequate idea of the value in this relation of what they say and do, or how much they can, by the very simplest means, accomplish in the way of helping and comforting the aged and the suffering.

It is only now and then that the history and influence of a helpful act can be traced. Often the influence, though strong, is almost unconscious, and in many cases no acknowledgment even is made of indebtedness. But the fact remains; a kind word has been spoken, a helpful deed has been done. These have not been lost. The fruit is ripening of the seeds thus sown, and God, who has seen and heard all, never forgets, but at the last will repay, with heavenly usury, every kindly act that has been done to others in the name or the spirit of Christ Jesus.

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Nyone who has taken the trouble to study the wreck-chart of the British Islands, cannot have failed to notice that at particular parts of the coast the black dots, each of which indicates the spot on which a wreck has occurred during the year for which the chart was made, are so numerous that it seems almost impossible that so many vessels could have been wrecked at those parts during a twelvemonth.

Let it seem what it may, there is no disputing facts. The charts fully and faithfully represent what has actually taken place.

Some parts of our island are more dangerous than others. Here there are hidden rocks, there is a bank of sand; and again, at another place, are treacherous quicksands, ready at any time to engulph in to certain destruction the unwary mariner. But putting aside the exceptionally dangerous parts of the coast, looking all around the island, there are the marks where wrecks have taken place. Take a chart, and look at it; there, all along each coast, north, south, east, and west, at more or less distance from each other, are the wreck dots.

But are there no lighthouses? No signals by which the mariner may be warned of rocks or sands, or dangerous

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