know, approved of my recommendations, though few, as yet, have entered practically on the work. Placed as I am in a public educational institute, I did not at first see my way clear to invite other children than those placed under my care ; and with reference to them, I had daily opportunities of teaching them the way of salvation.

of salvation. At length, however, I felt the unreasonableness of urging upon others what I made no attempt to effect myself, and resolved to make a trial. On Christmas eve, instead of inviting, as usual, my relatives, I went round the district where I live and have a charge, and invited all the poor children to come and spend the festive season with me. At five o'clock about twenty-six willingly assembled. I treated them with coffee, and read with them the Evangelist Luke's account of our Saviour's birth, explaining it to them in simple language ; we then sung several Christmas hymns, accompanied on the piano. After a slight repast and prayer, at eight they departed, each receiving a little book, as a Christmas gift. When ready to go, I asked if they would like to come every Sabbath afternoon, to read in the Bible, and hear it explained, and all responded with a hearty · Yes. Next Sabbath twenty came, and from that day we have had a Sunday school even in Sweden. Our friend, the Rev. M. Wiberg, A.M., has opened a school also, and several brothers and sisters in the Lord assist him. At first my wife and myself were

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alone in ours ; but the number soon increased to fifty, and my mother-in-law, another schoolmaster, and other Christians came to our aid. We are happy in this work, and pray and hope that the good seed we sow may take root and bear fruit.”

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“Though feeble be the early light,

When first it breaks the gloom of night,
With joy the traveller hails the ray,
The harbinger of coming day.

How narrow are the separate rills,
That spring from Ethiopian hills !
But broad and deep the waters flow,
Which their united streams bestow.

The desert, sown in former years,
A noble forest now appears ;
Diminutive the seed may be,
Yet how majestic is the tree !

Thus few and feeble were the band
Who first our holy union plann'd;
Its influence now through earth exterds,
And distant nations are its friends.

For this, O Lord, Thy name we praise,
This day our cheerful song we raise ;
Let us enjoy Thy presence still,
And give us grace to do Thy will.'

The foregoing facts and statements are exceedingly valuable in themselves, but they give no adequate conception of the grand results. The lessons that have been taught, the books that have been read, the prayers that have been offered, the sums that have been expended, and the children that have been instructed in the various unions that are now in active operation, are beyond all computation; and the means already used, or at present using, have not reached their final termination. We can trace their progress in the days that are gone by, and we marvel exceedingly at what has been actually achieved. But they are now working, and in all probability will continue to work, with undiminished and accelerating power in the generations that are yet coming, passing down with their benignant influences through the course of all time, providing nurseries for the church of Christ throughout all lands, and even carrying their issues into the infinitudes of the great eternity. And the point which fastens itself on the mind, and which teaches the most encouraging lesson is this, that the vast results, so serviceable to the church, and so glorifying to its great Head, are all to be traced back to a purpose which had its birthplace in the heart of one isolated individual, but divulged and carried into effect through the instrumentality of a few young men, meeting together for friendly converse in the little schoolroom connected with Surrey Chapel, more than sixty years ago. The originators of this grand movement have almost without exception


passed away.

Little more than their names are left behind them. But blessed are the dead that have lived and died in the Lord. From henceforth they rest from their labours. But their works follow them; and in their works going on and never ending, they are reaping the fruits of a great harvest, and earning even upon earth the renown of immortality.

"He who would endless glory reap,

Must here the word of patience keep, —
That word which gives the eye to see
The glorious harvest yet to be.
The husbandman his seed who sows,
Must wait with patience while it grows;
And he who would the oak uprear,
Must cherish hope from year to year.
The architect who lays the while
The basement of a lofty pile,
By slow laborious toil alone
Can reach the turret's topmost stone.
Nor must the Christian hope too soon,
Faith's more sublime immortal boon :
None win by slight or brief emprize
The rich reversion of the skies.
Meek pilgrim Zionward ! if thou
Hast put thy hand unto the plough,
Oh, look not back, nor droop dismayed
At thought of victory delayed.
Doubt not that thou in season due
Shall own His gracious promise true;
And thou shalt share their glorious lot
Whom doing well hath wearied not.'

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“He shall not be afraid of evil tidings: his heart is fixed,

trusting in the Lord.'—Ps. CXII. 7.

N spite of his antipathy to Popery, and

his strong attachment to Protestantism, Mr. Nisbet was somewhat startled and

annoyed by a report, which obtained for the time a wide and rapid circulation. The report originated in a mere mistake, and soon met with a complete contradiction. But the letter in regard to it, which he received from his warmhearted friend, Joseph Wolff, is so characteristic, that I take the liberty of quoting a brief extract :


August 30, 1847. Messrs. Nisbet and Murray. • MY VERY DEAR FRIENDS, -I write to you, I can

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