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unto you. But many hindrances have been oppose themselves, notwithstanding of all cast in my way by reason of the difficulties their malice at me; and pretended friends and dangers of this time; all thir [i.e., these] meeting to consult upon my apprehending. I being, in a manner, in an uproar by reason of shall say no more. H- hath found some challenging and suspecting all persons, and who have engaged to do for me in taking me the transmitting of any letters. However, I home to Scotland. But I have the more can no longer forbear to write though [that] it patience here because of the Lord's doing should never come to your hand, having many great things. things to say to the commendation of the The Lord be with you and all His Israel. Lord's wisdom and power in outwitting and restraining men.

Right Honourable Sir, [For after being several days tossed at sea,

Yours to serve in the Lord while I am and in great hazard by reason of the insuffi

JAMES BRUCE. ciency of the vessel, we were forced to go into [My neighbour George (Hill] is going home, Rye in England, where we were much noticed having got an occasion of some who would by the wicked in that place, who, I fear, had not at all take me. our skipper's concurrence in laying snares for My love to all my dear friends; and be

But, blessed be the holy Lord, who mindful of Zion, and the Lord will not be brought the counsel of the heathen to none unmindful of you.] effect. For, upon the Saturday, the men who

(To be continued.) are called waiters in that place came aboard, asking the skipper for us, if that we were

OUR SAVIOUR. ashore or not, and if he did know us, who replied that we were aboard (we being in the

Our Saviour is our brother: He is man cabin overhearing their discourse), and that like ourselves; He can be touched with the he did not know what we were, which was

feeling of our infirmities; to Him none need

ever fear to go. the only way to make them take notice of us; Our Saviour is our Maker: in the beginning and whereupon they came to us, but, by the He was with God, and was God; He is the holy, wise Lord, were so restrained that they author and supporter of life; to Him it is safe were suffered to say nothing, but asked how to go for pardon and life eternal; He is

"mighty to save.' we did. Then, on the Sabbath-day, the

Our Saviour is our King: wise, powerful, skipper used all means to get us ashore, pre-just, and good; He expects His subjects to tending an invitation to dinner, wherein we obey Him; He also expects them to be interrefused him ; but after that time of day was ested in extending His accepted rule. past, he being detained by an excessive rain,

The kingdom our Saviour came to set up is he told us that it was to go to church he was

sure to prevail; it is good to be in it, and to

work for it; to be interested in it is to share desiring us. But O, what shall I say of the the zeal of the Lord,' and to be at one with Lord's wise providence, who immediately Christ. struck him so with sickness that he was not To have received Christ as Saviour and able to go and tell that we would not come.] King is to be forever at peace. For doing this,

But O, I think the Lord hath had a special can any hope for a better time than now ! hand in my coming to this place, for He hath Henry M. Groot, D.D. not suffered me to be idle; and, blessed be His name, He hath kindled a fire which I hope

Good fight. Satan shall not soon quench. For all the

Good night! Good night! people of this place were following men who Closed are the tired eyes; did not follow the Lord, and they thought Quiet the weary form, these were right enough; yet now, some of As when the tumult of a summer storm them are saying, “We have been misled, we

A-sudden dies. never knew before this that we were standing Good night! Good night! betwixt the Lord's camp and His adversary's.'

Thine be that perfect rest, O what shall I say? Blessed be the name of And thine the sweet repose the Lord, who lets me see that He will see of Of one who leans thro’all life's joys and woes,

On His dear breast. the travail of His soul and be satisfied, and gives me many confirmations of His calling me

Good night! Good night! to this work, wherein my desire is only to be And carest for us all,

O Thou who guardest sleep faithful. O [I] rejoice in Him who hath In danger or in peace, whate'er befall

, called me forth to fight against those who This dear one keep!

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tude of the prairie, but a sense of loneliness

pressed upon him. The church door was IGHT was settling over the prairie open; the people were going in. His first -still, but desolate. The tra- | thought was to sit down on the steps; he veller was a lad with a strangely could hear them sing, and it would rest him. old face, and a step that had Then he crept nearer, and at length ventured lost the elasticity of the morning. in. Behind the door was a broad seat. The

Through the day he had kept up people were gathered before the pulpit. He brightly; the flowers brought him sweet mes- would rest a little, and go out before they saw sages, and the bird-songs made him think of him. the twittering of the robins under the eaves. The singing of the grand old hymns soothed The vastness thrilled him pleasantly. The him; he fell asleep. When he awoke, the tall grass, and the brown path, and the lights were out. An old man flashed a lantern sweeping winds, urged him on; the clouds in his face. overhead beckoned him. In all that he saw 'No place here to sleep; go home at once,' around him he was himself a part. The cur- he said, gruffly. rents of his being glowed with the fervour of 'I have no home. I came in to hear the youth. He longed to be a man, and to do a singing. I am very sorry, sir.' man's work.

Possibly there was that in the lad's voice With night coming it was different. His that touched the man with a memory of someclumsy boots had rubbed into the flesh; his thing once his own. coat, much too large for him, flapped about 'No home! Where in the world did you his slim figure like a sail at half-mast. A come from, then?' in a tone positively tender. prickly pain was in his eyes, and his blue cap The lad's story was soon told. A strange was drawn down, thus narrowing his vision, mist gathered in the old man's eyes. To his and concentrating the outward flow of ideas vision, the lamp burned dimly. upon himself. He had asked for a night's 'I will go now; I have some money,' said lodging, and been refused.

the lad. *If you keep straight on, you will come to 'If you have, you shall keep it. It shall the village,' was said in a hard, cold way. never be said that I turned a boy into the

'I am so tired! I have walked all day,' street at this time of night. What shall I call came timidly.

you? What is your name?' Possibly the woman never had a boy of her ·Kenneth Kline.' own, for she shut the door in his face. Only Kenneth Kline,' slowly repeating the as the distance made the house a black dot on words. ' And your sister knew you were the prairie did he break down. If it was a coming away.' weakness to shed tears, there was no human My sister expects me to send for her some eye to see him. A feeling of insignificance day.” swept over him—a straw floating in immensity, Whew!' said the man, blowing a long a mote in the atmosphere, a grain of sand in breath. When do you think that will be ?' the desert. To ease his feet, he sat down in a

When I am a man,

sir.' blind way and took off his boots. The raw, With the lantern swinging between them, palpitating flesh sickened him. An ocean of the two walked quite through the town. tall grass was around him, with its alternate "We stop here, was said pleasantly, as they shades of brown, and yellow, and purple. The came to a brown house with a wing, and what mingled odours of herb and earth made the seemed to Kenneth to be a large flower garden. air keen with fragrance. Sinking down in the A bright light streamed out to the gate, and a grass, he put his brown hands over his eyes grey-haired woman with a smile on her face and wept bitterly. There was a rift in the came to the door to welcome them. cloud. The rays of the setting sun touched One of May's boys?' giving her hand to the worn corners of a book he carried.

the lad. Mother said when I was in trouble I must Try again, mother,' laughed the old man. think of it.' He read a verse aloud :

-For in The sweet, motherly face gave Kenneth asthe time of trouble He shall hide me in His

He answered simply, “A stranger, pavilion ; in the secret of His tabernacle shall whom your husband has brought for a night's He hide me; He shall set me upon a rock.' lodging.'

The grey twilight warned him. He stag- But you are tired and lame. What can I gered up. It was the hour Rachel would be do for you, child ?' sure to think of him, and God would help him. *I have walked, and my boots hurt me. If Lights were glancing from the windows and a you please, I will take them off.' bell was ringing as the foot-traveller en ed So I would think,' exclaimed the woman, the village. Lines of streets crossed; every- looking down at the clumsy foot-gear. And, where dwellings, with churches, lifting their father, the boy would like some water and that slant spires to the stars. It was not the soli- little tin basin on the bench.'

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'Right this time, mother—and supper. He To the woman's greeting he answered—I am must be hungry as well as tired.'

afraid I cannot walk.' Kenneth explained that he had eaten some Will it trouble you to stay with us a day?' bread, and was not in the least hungry. smiling into his anxious face.

“There! Take my slippers ; they are old • The trouble will be yours,' was the quick ones,' as the poor, bruised feet were bound response. up. 'I know they must feel better,' said the The woman's face was full of compassion.

'I hardly understand how you could walk A slim taper stood on the table in the room yesterday; but you are here, and you must where Kenneth was to sleep. It was the wing, stay, and you must not consider it trouble.. and appeared to have been built more recently A moment later, she said to her husband : than the main building, Pictures hung on Karl, I am afraid we did not have the right the wall, and the windows were curtained thing last night.' with some white, thin material, prettily looped Then we must have it this morning, with blue ribbons. A blue china vase, with speaking in the same breezy manner he had a cluster of withered roses, occupied the centre done the night previous. of the narrow mantel, and a saucer of the same Kenneth was confined to the lounge for material and colour was filled with agates and several days, and gradually the story of his pebbles, gathered, no doubt, from the river, life was told—the loss of property, the death and dear by reason of association.

of his parents, and, last of all, the resolve to Bewildered, Kenneth sat down on the side go West and make a home to which he could of the bed. He could hardly realise how it bring Rachel. had all come about. Out on the prairie he 'It looks to me like a leading, father. We had been feeling so desolate and almost for- need some young life in the house; and there saken. 'If God leads us, as mother taught are days of sickness, and days when we miss me, and does not at any time forget, then it our own boys. Paul would have been quite was wrong to feel so badly, and I must try the size of Kenneth, had he lived,' turning to harder next time.'

her husband. Notwithstanding tears coursed down his Kenneth's heart warmed. This woman cheeks, he was comforted. God had brought knew what it was to have a boy in the house. him to a nicer place than he would have had Loving her own boy, her heart went out to with the woman who refused him shelter. other boys. The calm, smiling face reminded

A star looked in through the muslin cur- him of his own mother. Thus strong is the tain. That is always the way,' it seemed to bond of sympathy in human hearts. say: 'God gives more than we ask for, and When the woman spoke again it was to ask in just the way and manner to do us the most a definite question. Will you stay with us, good. The same star was looking down into Kenneth, and be to us as a son ?' Rachel's room. He hoped she was asleep: 'I will stay, and do what I can to prove

The pain in his poor bandaged feet made it that I am not ungrateful,' was the answer. difficult for him to walk across the room with- Karl Lubeck and his wife Christine were out crying out. Once more he read:

favourably known in Brentford. The proceeds The angel of the Lord encampeth round of their garden was the only ostensible means about them that fear Him, and delivereth of support. Still it was evident in the look them. The young lions do lack, and suffer and bearing of both that gardening had not hunger; but they that seek the Lord shall not been the only occupation of their lives. Some want any good thing.'

even went so far as to say that Karl Lubeck With the star still shining he fell asleep. was a political exile; and others, that he had

lived a high life and spent a fortune, and was

now content to work with his hands for his CHAPTER II.

daily bread.

Possibly, the two most interested never When Kenneth awoke, the sun was already heard these remarks. It was certain they making his course. There was a strange lan- never mentioned the politics of their own guor; his movements were slow, and his feet country, never harped upon honours received, were painfully swollen. To walk would be but quietly accepted the present with its blessimpossible. What was he to do? His head ings, anxious only to maintain their integrity, dropped over his clasped hands; tears blinded and so live that their influence would be on him. It was so necessary for him to be well the side of right living and acting. and strong. Then he read from the small Afliction is like the ploughshare. The book of the strength God gives those who green turf and the flowers must be buried trust Him.

under the black mould before seed can be Opening the window, he looked out. There sown and a harvest reaped. Two of Karl was a large vegetable garden in the rear of Lubeck's sons had reached manhood; the the dwelling; evidently the owner of the place third, Paul, was a lad like Kenneth when he was a gardener.

died. Turning from what seemed to him a marvel Brentford was pleasantly situated on the of loveliness, Kenneth dragged himself down river, the streets running parallel, and thus the stairs, carrying the slippers in his hand. giving a long frontage, broken nearly in the

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centre by one broad main street cutting across not for a moment think to yield. The grapes parallel lines, and running between broken were given him to deliver to customers. bluffs on to the sweeping prairie. From its • Do not hinder me, boys; the grapes are fine river view, as well, perhaps, as its being not mine. I must go to the village,' was said, the home of stirring, active people, Brentford calmly. was quite a place of resort during the summer. ‘Not before we have as many as we want,' Boating parties were frequent, and picnics exclaimed the one called Hinckley, making a and fishing excursions were kept up until late snatch at the basket. in the season.

With the spring of a panther Kenneth was As soon as Kenneth could use his feet, he upon him, and the next instant the lad was was anxious to make himself useful. I know lying upon his back in the dust, with Kena little of gardening,' he said to Karl Lubeck. neth's foot placed upon his breast. 'I can gather fruit, and I can cover vines, and Murder! murder !' cried the boy at the spade up, perhaps.

top of his voice. If you can do that you can do a good deal, Not quite !' said a gentleman, who chanced lad,' smiling into the brown face.

to be riding by. What is all this about ? Mother said that a garden was a world by Explain, lad, to Kenneth. itself, with growth and language from which Simply this, sir,' stepping aside, so that we could draw useful lessons,' ventured Ken- the prostrate youth could arise; “Karl Luneth.

beck sent me to the village with a basket of 'A garden is full of surprises; old forces grapes; these boys—there were two of them, are renewed. I feel like a boy when I see sir-met me, and demanded that I should give things starting up,' was the reply.

them each a cluster. I said to them the grapes Christine came out to look at the grapes, were not mine to give. This one insisted, and while Karl explained the process of gathering made a move to rob me of the basket. I could them and taking them to market.

do nothing else, sir.' * If you think you can, you may try your Is this true, Hinckley French ? hand to-morrow,' was said to Kenneth. ashamed of you,' said the gentleman. 'Had

It was an ordeal for the lad. His coat was the grapes belonged to the lad, doubtless he much too big for him, and his boots were the would have given you each a cluster. He was same old ones, brushed up a little, but clumsy. right. What he has done was done in defence. They suited him, however, better than new Shake yourself, and apologise like a man.' ones, until he had earned them. And thus, Apologise to that ragamuffin! No, indeed;

.; thinking of something still better in the future, and if I find him by himself I'll give it to him, he took the basket Karl filled for him, and jerked out the youth over his shoulder. trudged away.

The gentleman got down. Flinging his A smile touched Christine's lips as she fol- bridle-rein over his arm, he walked by the side lowed the odd figure. She knew how very of Kenneth quite into the village. different he would look in garments neat and 'I have a list ; but it is my first trip. I well-fitting, and she decided in her own mind believe Mr Vernon lives here, and Mr Kew that it should not be long before he had a new opposite,' at the same time looking at the

paper. Kenneth was thinking of Rachel, and the Yes, this is my house, and that is Mr enjoyment she would take in that old garden. Kew's. I see Mrs French is down. She lives How the child would clap her hands, and her in the large house in the corner. Hinckley is eyes would dance at the sight of the white her son, said the man. chrysanthemums and golden asters; the vines 'In that case you are Mr Vernon. I was and the trellis, and the luscious purple grapes ; at church last Sabbath; but I did not see you he would tell her that very night, and he in the pulpit,' returned 'Kenneth. would draw a picture of the house, with the 'You know that I am a minister?' good Christine standing in the door.

Karl Lubeck told me that Mr Vernon was Halloo ! old man. Give us some grapes,' his minister, and that he lived here.' startled the lad out of his musing. Two boys, * True. I did not preach last Sabbath ; but each larger than he, and both well dressed, I hope to do so the coming one, and I shall confronted him.

expect to see you in Karl Lubeck's pew. 'I say, old fellow! Give us some grapes, Now for the grapes; my wife is waiting for was reiterated; and this time in a louder and them.' more insolent tone.

‘One moment, if you please, Mr Vernon. * They are not mine to give. I am on my You said to Hinckley French that I did right. way to the village, where they are already Will you say this to Karl Lubeck ?'. engaged, Kenneth answered, respectfully. 'I will, my boy, and I will explain to Mrs

Does the old man know just how many French.' bunches there are in the basket ?' asked one, Thanks, I am very sorry about it; but the with a sly movement of his head.

grapes were not mine, and I was obliged to That is right, Hinckley. Let us help our

defend them.' selves,' said the other lad, advancing a few Kenneth did not doubt but the story was steps.

already told; still Mrs French was next on the Kenneth was greatly annoyed; but he did list. Leaving a supply, he ran down the steps,

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conscious that Hinckley stood gazing at him not like to sadden her, and he knew that howfrom an upper window. It was not the memory ever carefully he worded it, her quick imaginaof the threat; but ridicule was more than he tion would seize upon every point, and her could bear. Going home, the empty basket sensitive little heart take alarm. Hinckley weighed heavily on his arm. Mrs French was called him a ragamuffin, and was he not? No no doubt a good customer, and this difficulty doubt his uncouth appearance had its effect with Hinckley might make an enemy of his upon the lad. Judging him to be poor, he mother. He was sorry that it had happened ; could afford to be insolent. he longed to hide away in his room in the Better disappoint Rachel than write in such wing; it was all so unthought of, so unpro- a mood, was Kenneth's mental ejaculation; vided for, on his part; he wondered why it and, sweeping the writing materials into the must have been.

drawer, he opened his book. The soft, silvery At the gate he was met by Karl Lubeck rays of a star crept up the wall. The lad and his wife. Their countenances were grave, raised his head. and the good Christine had evidently been I am here,' the light of the star seemed to weeping.

say, “if you would only remember, it would Dropping the basket, Kenneth pressed up to save you a world of trouble. It is as plain as Christine's side, and leaned his head against anything; just read it for yourself.' her shoulder.

The Lord hath done great things for us ; * Have you seen Mr Vernon? Do you whereof we are glad, Kenneth read. blame me that I have made Hinckley French * There! I said it was plain; the Lord hath my enemy?'

done great things. Keep your eyes open, lad; * I am very sorry that it happened; but do how nice everything is !' said the star, running not distress yourself about Hinckley. I'm over the pictures and the books; “how white sure his mother is rich, and Hinckley is under the pillows are, and how soft' the bed is! no restraint at home; a little wholesome pun- What a lovely place to rest in; and for study ishment will not hurt him.'

it is just charming! The Lord hath done It was a relief; the poor boy found it diffi- great things, and he is ready to do even cult to keep silent.

greater. Read for yourself, lad.' ‘Served him right! He knows now where "“For the Lord God is a sun and shield; you stand!' spoke up Karl. A moment later, the Lord will give grace and glory; no good as if suddenly conscious that was not the spirit thing will be held from them that walk upto inculcate, he added, in an entirely different rightly. key, 'It is possible for you to do Hinckley * Just as I told you,' the starlight seemed to good. In every instance be careful to set him say; ‘no good thing! Only remember! No a worthy example.'

good thing will be withheld from them that Up to this time Kenneth had not a thought walk uprightly.' that he could not share with Rachel. He did

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THE FOURTH GOSPEL THE WORK OF THE APOSTLE JOHN.

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HE next topic to be considered is is perfectly consistent with the essential

the discourses of Christ as given faithfulness of his recollection. Let an ardent in the Fourth Gospel, considered and sympathetic pupil listen to a public disin themselves and in relation course of a teacher. Suppose him to underto the reports of His teach- take afterwards to relate in a condensed way

ing by the synoptists. The what was said, for the information of another. ordinary effect of oral repetition is to single It will be natural for him to cast what he will out the salient points of a narrative, to sift it convey to his auditor, in part and perhaps of a portion of its details, and to preserve or altogether, in his own phraseology, and even impart a certain terseness and home-bred almost unconsciously to mingle an explanavigour to the diction. These traits frequently tory element to aid the comprehension of the appear in the first three Gospels. The Fourth listener. It is the teacher who forms the Gospel is made up of personal recollections, pupil. The essential conceptions of the in a style marked by the individuality of the teacher become, so to speak, the staple of his author, and charged throughout with emotion. habitual thoughts. The ideas and the spirit The discourses are in the same style of expres of the instructor are more effectually, they sion as the narrative portions of the Gospel are, it might be added, more truly, transmitted and the First Epistle. No doubt it must be by this method to other minds than might assumed that the teaching of Jesus was heard, otherwise be possible, unless perchance a 14assimilated, and reproduced mainly in the batim report of his discourses could be preauthor's own phraseology. This supposition sented. It is one proof of the genuineness of

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