the lady, one of our party and seve ral of our crew remained on board to keep guard. CORRESPONDENCE. THE ROYAL SUPREMACY. which we were, under the awning, carried us off our moorings, the anchor giving way, and left us to float down the stream in the dark. The sailors of both boats made a dreadful clamour, and nobody seemed to know where we were going. There were some fearful rocks below, and it seemed not impossible that they might terminate our adventure. We were carried down at a great pace as both the wind and stream propelled us. The lights of our own boat (which, having been better anchored, had remained firm) were gradually diminishing from our sight, and here we were, sitting poral, ecclesiastical, or spiritual,) in these SIR, There is one important question on this subject which I do not observe to have been yet answered in the able papers of R. P., and to which I beg to call his attention. Is not the Queen Supreme equally over all classes of her subjects? Is it not the law, that she is "over all persons and in all causes, (whether tem her dominions Supreme?" That is to say, whatever her subjects may choose to consider or to call themselves, whether Roman Catholics, Presbyterians, or Independents, or Dissenters of any denomination they cannot thereby escape the lawful authority of the Crown. If this is the case, as I believe it, what becomes of the peculiar at dinner on our friends' boat, awaiting, in no very pleasant mood, some › termination or other. Our host was a married man with a child. The lady was naturally alarmed for her child, but, otherwise, behaved heroically. Our sensations (whatever badge and disgrace, as some choose to they might be) tended to diminish our appetites, and the dinner of our friends' French cuisinier was not so fully appreciated as it deserved, that day. But all things have an end, and presently we grated and bumped, and, at last, were stopped, and finally anchored against the beach on the eastern side of the river, about a mile or so below our former moorings. Signals, by means of firearms, were exchanged with our own boat, and after a considerable interval our Dragoman, Achmet, arrived with three or four of our crew in the fellooka (or small boat). He gave us no hope of bringing the two boats together that night, and told us that we must, of necessity, return in the fellooka. He fancied that there was considerable danger for our friends, on the coast where their boat had halted, without a guard, as it is inhabited by a tribe of Beda vin, and is not a usual anchorage. consequence of this information, which was naturally alarming to In consider it, of the Church of England! misconception on all sides. Your obedient Servant, If A CHURCHMAN. NOTICES TO CORRESPONDENTS. Replies.-V. H. M-, thanks for your suggestions. It is proposed to complete a volume at the end of the year. If "a Subscriber at Canterbury" will be good enough to tell us where to address a letter, we will write privately. MESSAGES FOR THE CHILDREN. THE PILGRIMS. (From the German.) "Show me the ways of men, my brethren, upon earth!" Thus spake Adoniah, who, removed from the world in tender childhood, now walked under the guidance of his guardian Angel amid the homes of Heaven. The Angel smiled, and led the boy to an eminence. Below lay a dark valley, full of steep paths and precipices. "Behold," said he, a picture of the Earth! Seest thou the Wanderers ?" "What do they seek?" asked Adoniah. "They seem full of eager haste." "They are all aiming at that one end," answered the Angel, "which shines dimly in the distance before them. They trust there to find, that which they have vainly sought, inward Peace and Happiness. But the way is rugged and toilsome, and the right one the steepest, and not easy to find." "Love overcomes all things," said Adoniah. "This must lighten the way to them, and will surely lead them to the end at last." "Look!" said the Angel, and Adoniah beheld. One of the Wanderers turned aside into another path, saying: "To me, this path seems the best." And some followed him. Then a band of the others fell upon them, insulting them with rage and bitterness." How is this?" asked Adoniah, full of astonishment. The Angel said, "Because these depart from the high road, and follow a separate path." "How strange," exclaimed the child, "for they have all one object in view; and if these go astray, why have not the rest rather com passion on them? How, too, can they be certain, before they reach the end, which is the right way?" The Angel answered: "It is, indeed, that very multitude who are in the wrong Path, for pride and self-confidence are ever the companions of error. Now, however, turn from these, and behold again." Adoniah saw some, exhausted, lie down by the way side. "Alas!" cried he, "but some one will surely come and restore them." And, in truth, there approached some Pilgrims laden with fruits and tempting food. Then the boy thought within himself, "This is well! they will refresh and revive the wearied ones, and together go on their way rejoicing." He gazed with anxious expectation, but lo! they who bore the fruits passed by, and heeded not the others. Angel. - "Is it possible!" cried Adoniah, "so hard-hearted and yet Brothers!" "Such are men!" replied the "Behold again!" He gazed once more. One of the Pilgrims stumbled, for he was walking heedlessly, and fell near the edge of a precipice. "Alas! cried the Child, "would that some hand were stretched forth to raise him up." Another now approached, who jested over the fallen one; a second pushed him nearer to the precipice; a third cast him scornfully into the deep abyss. Adoniah shuddered, and claimed, "Is this the Earth ?" ex Then the Angel pointed to some who had gained the Height. They journeyed peacefully, with a steadfast, onward gaze; and the glow from their no longer distant Home already shone upon their brow. When Adoniah saw this, he embraced his heavenly Guide, and said, joyfully, "Now I know that I am blessed, so early to have ended my Pilgrimage." THE EXPEDITIOUS FROG. A Fox came one day at full speed to a pond to drink. A frog who was sitting there, began to croak at him-"Be off with you, or I'll swallow you," said the fox. The frog, however, replied; "Don't give yourself such airs, I am swifter than you!" At this the fox laughed; but, as the frog persisted in boasting of his swiftness, the fox said at length, "Now, then, we will both run to the next town, and we shall see which can go the faster." Then the fox turned round, and as he did so, the frog leapt up into his bushy tail. Off went the fox, and when he reached the gate of the city he turned round again to see if he could spy the frog coming after him. The fox after looking all about without being able to see the frog, turned round once more to enter the city. Then the frog called out to him, "So! you are come at last? I am just going back again, for I really thought you meant not to come at all!"-Fairy Tales from all Nations.-A. R. Montalba. THE HOLLOW SPOON. THERE was some terrible disturbance in the butler's pantry, which filled the whole household with alarm. The master, who was still entertaining his guests in the drawing-room after dinner, sharply rang the bell, and inquired what all the uproar was about. The butler made his appearance, ashy pale and trembling. He said, that while busily engaged in cleaning up his plate below, he had been suddenly startled by a miniature apparition of himself,-very like, but with misshapen head, and distorted features, and a hideous look about the eyes. He went on working more briskly with his brush and leather, and tried to throw the fancy off: but the little imp mimicked all his actions, grinning, and grimacing, lengthening and broadening its dwarfish head, and every now and then turning topsy-turvy, and fairly standing on its crown. He uttered all the charms he could think of for scaring cruel sprites, but it only mocked him, and mummed at him all the more. Some of the maids came in presently, and of course set up a scream. Then followed the hubbub which had reached his master's ears. "We must send for a holy preacher, to lay the evil beast," said the worthy master. The good man came, and thus addressed the gaping guests :-"My friends, I prithee be still, and listen to my words. Our silly John here, the butler, has truly seen an image of himself. There are sundry in the world, who witness an everyday sight, and straightway conjure up a ghost. The grim monster moves before them, turning him upside down, and inside out, a distorted shadow of the truth. They first grow pale, and then red, and utter idle charms against it; or scream, and faint away. Yes, truly he was looking on an image of himself; he was looking on- a hollow SPOON! BE CONTENTED. Our happiest, fittest state, my dear, Moral Songs for Children. THOUGHTS, HINTS, AND BOOKS FOR YOU. MEDITATIONS ON THE LORD'S PRAYER. "Thy Kingdom come:" O SAVIOUR OF THE WORLD! As | Thy Name's sake Thou wilt still ever I hope to see THY KINGDOM defend, by the support of the Cross, COME, do Thou bring Thine inward all whom Thou makest to rejoice in KINGDOM to bear more on my heart its honour-yea, that with this and life! Reign in me, I would strength for our staff, our perfection, beseech Thee, by Thy grace here, our soul's health, the preventer of as hereafter I would that Thou evil, the procurer of good, Thou shouldst reign by glory! SUN OF shouldst give us all grace and help, RIGHTEOUNESS! shine forth, and to make it the renewed choice of make my heart Thy dwellingplace-Thyself its glory. That every energy preserved by Thy good Providence unto this morning may be devoted to the furtherance of a KINGDOM of unity and love!-yea, even a reign of grace and charity!! My days on earth are few at most, short at longest, unsure at surest. Would that whilst it is called to-day Thou wouldst disperse and clear with Thy strong beams all that interposes betwixt me and Thee-for truly distempered souls, cold hearts, and slow desires witness against our daily prayer THY KINGDOM COME, and should bring us to great confusion of face! The daily reckoning of our dead affections and bondage to the things of sense, stand in fearful judgment of our words!-and what shall we answer Thee? Lord God of our salvation, our trust is in Thee-in "reckoning ourselves dead unto sin, and alive again unto righteousness" through Thy great and mighty grace in Christ Jesusin the power of His resurrectionin mingling our polluted prayers with His intercessions-in sheltering ourselves under the shadow of His cross we dare to approach Thee (most Holy One, of purer Eyes than to behold iniquity), and plead, that for whole hearts and holy purposes, that the Lord Jesus reign over every wayward will and affection, from this time forth and for evermore!-and that every corruption and evil imagination that would rise up to darken our complaints and interrupt our vows, should be subdued into obedience to Him! Lord, wilt Thou not build up and perfect such desires? wilt Thou not plead Thine Own cause with our hearts, by making us witnesses of constraining love and that blessed hope which "purifies"—even His glorious appearing again to judge the world in righteousness? Oh! that looking for and longing for His coming should not more overturn delight in this hollow world and all its empty joys! that,-that one great and filling thought should not more displace and overthrow all expectations from the creature! Surely, if darkened eyes and veiled hearts could catch one glimpse, or think one thought of perfect day, they would thirst after it, even as the hart panteth for the water brook-watch for it as they that in darkness watch for morning light! As a Nation, too, we would beseech of Thee to take our cause in hand, and let our cry, our bitter cry, reach unto the Heavens. We are brought very low, and the waters have well nigh overflowed us, and we would pray of Thee to remember Thy covenant of life and peace with Thy Church, and "shew us some token for good; that they which hate us may see it and be ashamed, because Thou, Lord, hast holpen us and comforted us""Wherefore should they now say among the people, Where is now their God?" Oh! spare Thy people good Lord-spare Thy people, and give not Thine heritage to reproach! redress our wrongs and avenge Thine Own, and let not Thy Throne of glory be disgraced!! For Thine Own Name's sake wilt Thou not repair the desolations of Thy Church, and turn the hearts of our rulers, and all that are put in authority over us, to Thy fear? Lord God Almighty! if Thou wouldst guard us against all of deeper speech and more subtil dealing than ourselves -that take counsel, but not of Thee that strengthen themselves in the strength of Pharaoh, and trust in the shadow of Egypt-and be our arm every morning, so that none of their weapons prosper to our hurt,-fighting against them in Thine Own behalf, and letting Thine enemies be their enemies-then, though an host of men were encamped against us, yet need not our hearts be afraid!! Oh, teach us what to pray for as we ought, and then hear Thou our prayer and supplication in Heaven, Thy dwelling-place, and maintain our cause! Let us not be faithless but believing! Oh! Father, Which art in Heaven, may THY KINGDOM COME! Hasten the time when Thy Church shall be all one in Thee, as Thou and Thy Son are together ONE that time, when the work and effect of righteousness shall be peace, quietness, and assurance for ever! the days of our mourning over our heart's bitternesses in this world swallowed up in glory, and Thou alone our satisfying, filling portion through all eternity!! For Thine is the KINGDOM, the Power and the Glory, for ever and ever! Amen. DO RIGHT, AND LET PEOPLE TALK. Such was the advice of that good and practical man St. Francis de Sales,-advice at all times valuable, and especially applicable to the present time, when each individual thinks himself entitled to interfere with matters which do not concern him. I was going, says his friend the Bishop of Bellay, to preach one year during Lent at Paris, and he taught me by the following anecdote to make small account of the judgment of the world:-The Superior of a College, said he, had given a poor old man the care of the clock, in order to provide him with some employment, which might occupy him without being laborious. Having discharged this office for some time, he came to the Superior, and declared, that in no situation during the whole course of his life had he experienced so much difficulty and vexation. "How can this be?" said the Superior, "why, you have only to pull up the weights twice in the day!" "Oh, it is not that," replied he, "but I am tormented on all sides." "How so?" asked the Superior. "Because," resumed the old man, "when the clock loses, the students in the College complain, and to satisfy them, I put it on a little. The townspeople then fly at me, saying that the clock goes too fast; and if I put it back to please them, the others immediately renew their complaints; so that my head is quite bewildered among them all.” The Superior, to console him, said to him, "I will give you a piece of good advice, which will re-establish |