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we shall hardly see them as we gaze on Him, and have in all our aspirations "Jesus only."

We shall find, too, in our own experience, how literally and blessedly true it is, that "He will keep the feet of His saints."l

We need to learn the lesson Peter learnt . The Master had said "Come"; and as long as his eyes were fixed upon Jesus, he actually trod triumphantly the liquid path. It was when he began to see the waves and the wind (instead of his Lord) that the steps faltered. We, too, shall always find wind and waves "boisterous," if we will look at them, instead of looking at Him.

Probably many of us have stood by the sea, and thought how gladly we, too, would step forth upon those material waves to get to Him whom " our soul loveth," It is not His will to test us thus; but it is His will that we should go fearlessly forward, with simple faith in His unchanging promise. Who is ready? Who will honour Him? Who will find "life more abundantly," and find it thus? Will

you?

"Nothing before, nothing behind
The steps of faith 1
Fall on the seeming voice and find
The rock beneath."

LUCY A. BENNETT.

"Sofoing fosito all Waters."

IT was only a tract in the cottage, left with a friendly smile,
But the woman's face grew brighter as she bent to her daily
toil;
And the messenger given so kindly was placed with care away,
To read in the quiet evening, at the close of the busy day.

Only a kind word spoken of the home and the rest above,

Of the wonderful patience and mercy, and the gift of an infinite

love. And the man so hard and callous heard of this grace so free, And felt with a new emotion, then surely He cares for me.

1 I Sam. ii. 9.

Only a short little visit to the weary one, sick and lone,

To smooth the ruffled pillow, and to speak a word in a gentle tone.

And the sufferer grew more quiet at the sound of a soothing

prayer, For the light of heaven came gleaming through the shadows settling

there.

Only the work of a district, one short little hour in the week:

Not very long for labour, not many words to speak.

But the Angel of Mercy is passing with the caller from door to

door, And the fruits of the heavenly mission remain for evermore.

Only one life for service, one talent to lay at His feet,

And efforts and prayers are needed, and workers in every street .

For eyes are grown dim and heavy, which a smile of love would

light, And some are far from the Master, and perishing in the night.

It was only a tract in the cottage, but its message was clear and

plain, And the voice of Jesus was calling, and He did not call in vain. And one more sheaf was gathered, another soul was won: It was but a little service, but the Lord pronounced "Well done."

C. D. K.

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Ours is a sweet fireside,

Merry and warm:
Here we know chill nor pain,

Fear nor alarm.

Let the November gales

Fleet soon or stay,
Ours is a sheltered home

Calm as the May.
Dear to each other's heart,

Child lives with child;
Strangers as yet to grief

Or passions wild.

Let the November sky

Mass its huge cloud;
Clear be our voice of praise,

Joyous and loud.
Prompt be our deeds of cheer

For the distrest;
Where no glooms storm or scowl,

There is our rest .

Let the November day

Wear to its close,
Ours is a home whose sun

No darkness knows.
Ours is the God of Love,

The children's Friend;
Peaceful our life, and death

Peace at its end.

filajer, % gaMri; or, Suffrang for Cjjrisi

Iliezer, the subject of this history, was born in Russia of Jewish parents, who took a delight in bringing up their children in the religion of their forefethers. He was their youngest child, and, much to their delight, at an early age he developed a great love for the study of Hebrew literature, and dedicated his life to the service of the God of Israel.

So earnestly did he prosecute his studies, and so much progress did he make, that he soon attracted the notice of prominent members of the faith, one of whom, a rich landowner, bestowed on him the hand of his daughter, with a worthy marriage portion.

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Soon after his marriage Eliezer was nominated to the sacred office of rabbi, a position which he seemed well calculated to hold with credit to himself and with benefit to his religion.

Placed in a high position in the synagogue, being possessed of an affectionate wife and a home abounding in comfort and luxury, it would have been supposed that the young Jew would have been a happy man; this, however, was not the case. He was not satisfied; there was a longing in his breast for something more than he had hitherto attained. The Holy Spirit was working in him, although he knew it not.

In vain he practised the most rigid pharisaical rites, and lived in an outward air of sanctity and piety; he was not satisfied, his mind was troubled, he knew not why.

At length he determined on making a pilgrimage to the holy city, Jerusalem; surely this meritorious act could not fail to bring him what he so much desired, peace of conscience and rest of mind.

The tidings of his intentions soon spread abroad, and his Hebrew brethren in Constantinople urgently invited Eliezer to make that city the chief halting-place on his journey. To this he gladly agreed, and ere long found himself in the capital of the Turkish empire.

The first care of his friends in Constantinople was to warn Eliezer against the missionaries who dwelt in Stamboul, and to put him on his guard against their insidious arts to entrap the unwary into Protestantism.

This advice had anything but the desired effect; instead of making the young Jew anxious to avoid the Protestant missionaries, it roused his curiosity, and he determined to see for himself what manner of men they were.

In vain his co-religionists expostulated with him. Puffed

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