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and who had been a faithful ambassador of Christ, she took leave of her fellow-christians in that place, and fixed herself under the ministry of Mr. Stanley. Her orderly and regular conduct and attendance, the quiet behaviour of the children, and the neatness with which they and herself were always attired, soon caught his attention. He called at her cottage; and how very different was the scene it exhibited, from what he so often witnessed in his domiciliary visits to many of her neighbours! no noisy vulgarity, no comfortless squalid appearances. Though it was evidently the abode of poverty, yet peace was its inmate ; even "that sweet peace which goodness bosoms ever."

The good man soon won from her the tale of her distresses; and while he addressed her in the language of holy consolation and comfort, her christian heart beat responsive -for well did she know the source from whence he drew. On his way home, thinking of the good widow, and her neat little grandchildren, his eyes were attracted by the village youth, now assembled at their evening

sports and while he felt that the religious services of the pulpit were not sufficient for this growing population, their wants touched his heart; and, as far as he could, he determined to afford a supply. The parish, which had formerly been indebted to his pious labours, had long before formed a Sunday School, which was doing much good; and he resolved, though he should begin without either finances or books, (except what he could himself furnish,) that he would delay no longer and, though its operations should necessarily be upon a small scale, at the beginning, he had no doubt but it would be accompanied with "that blessing which maketh rich."

Thus was the plan formed, which was to give a new tone to the energies of so many intellectual and responsible beings, who were perishing for lack of knowledge.

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"Without fair culture's kind parental aid,
Without enlivening suns and genial show'rs,
And shelter from the blast, in vain we hope
The tender plant should rear its blooming head,
Or yield the harvest promised in its spring."

Akenside.

THE Sabbath morning on which the school was to open, was hailed with scarcely less enthusiasm by the young teachers, than that which swelled the hearts of some of the children. Novelty might, and no doubt had its influence with both; and it remained for time to show whether, when this first gloss was worn off, the inclination for doing and receiving good would remain. Mr. Stanley had formed some simple and excellent rules, according to which the children were classed, and placed under the superintendence of their appointed teachers: all who could do any thing to aid in this good cause were set to the work. The children had been unused to confinement; and

it was no small task so to engage their attention, and concentrate their thoughts, as to fix them upon any one object, for a sufficient length of time, to effect the desired purpose: but a little judicious management soon overcame the difficulty, tamed the wildness of their spirits, and led them to feel a pleasure in learning they had not anticipated, and consequently they became quiet, orderly, and persevering.

After the lapse of a few weeks, as the children became more familiar with their duties, and knew what, on their part, was expected by their teachers, the business of tuition went on with great regularity, and their improvement became conspicuous.-The little Nevilles were so fortunate as to be placed in the class of which Miss Lawrence was the teacher, and soon awoke an interest in her kind and benevolent heart. Mrs. Lawrence, accompanied by her daughter, went to call on their grandmother, and was pleased, in no small degree, with the piety, resignation, and good sense which the poor woman displayed. She too was a widow. Alas! there is something even in the sound of the word to which the imagination attaches the idea of loneliness and sorrow! and all too

deeply did Mrs. Lawrence feel this sympathy; for "from her own, she learned to melt at other's woe."

While Mrs. Lawrence and Mrs. Neville were conversing in the cottage, Ellenor and her pupils walked in the neat little garden before the door. This was a small plot of ground which, with some persons, would have served only for a pathway up to the house; but the hand of neatness and industry had bedecked it with flowers, simple and common indeed, but beautiful. Mrs. Neville had taught Elizabeth and Margaret how to clear them of weeds: a kind neighbour who understood the art of gardening, now and then put into the earth a fresh plant, and at the proper season, cut and trimmed the woodbine, and trained its luxuriant foliage around the lattice, and the door-way, within which a seat was placed. And here the good dame was wont to enjoy the calm serenity of a summer's eve; and while she repaired the rents which time had made in their apparel, or turned her spinning wheel, the little ones studied their lessons for the ensuing Sabbath.

The children were delighted with the sweetness and affability of their teacher; they knew

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