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voices repeated, “Which hope we have as an anchor of the Lord, both sure and steadfast," Heb. vi. 19. Now they understood me, and promised never to forget this verse. Ought not every child to seek to have such a hope in Jesus, which will hold their little hearts very fast to Him for ever? May this story make you think about it, and begin to pray for it. What a delightful sight it is to see these vessels of all sizes, and from all countries, entering safely into the haven of Heaven! Where “there is no more sea,” as you read in Revelations xxi. l. And as that little hymn says, which I think you must know,
" Where not a wave of trouble rolls
Across my peaceful breast.”
A TRAVELLER'S TALES.
THE NILE BOAT. This is a picture of the boat in which I sailed up the river Nile. The people of the country call it a Cangia. It bas, you see, very large sails, which carry it along very fast when the wind blows. But when a sudden gust comes, sometimes it almost upsets the boat. When the wind does not blow, the sailors jump out on to the bank, with a long rope, and drag the boat along. There is a little cabin at the stern of the boat, where I and my friend used to live : and over our heads, sat the steersman all day, and all night long, with his legs crossed as the Turks sit, sinoking his long pipe. When I first hired the boat, it was so full of vermin, that I had to have it sunk in the river for a day or two. Soon after it was below the water, the surface was covered with all kinds of animals, -rats, cockroaches, and fleas, trying to get away.
I think all were drowned but the rats, and they swam to shore, and after the boat was taken up, came back again : and at night, when we were asleep, they used to come and run over our beds. One night, when it was very still, and the wind did not blow,
we were fastened to the shore ; and there was a plank laid on from the bank to the boat, for us to walk upon. Presently, we saw two or three rats, coming from the bank quietly up the plank, snuffing their way carefully along, to see what they could get inside the boat. They came inside, and disappeared for a few minutes : but before long, there was such a commotion; the rats in our boat found out the intruders, and set upon them, and with screams chased them over the plank again, into their own country. They had no idea of being robbed in that
J sailed in this boat all the way from Alexandria to Cairo. It took me five days. And then I sailed nearly a thousand miles further up the river. But I was not, then, nearly at the source of it. For it is two or three thousand miles long; and nobody has ever reached the end of it. I passed by the Pyramids,- I saw a great many large ruined temples; I met with many large crocodiles, and all kinds of other animals.
It was sometimes very hot, though mid winter. I used to be very fond of my boat, and looked upon it as my home. One day my dear friend slipped into the river, and I was very much frightened lest he should be drowned, or lest the crocodiles should seize him. But through God's mercy he was saved. The crocodiles did not see him ; his clothes kept him swimming, till I sent half-a-dozen of our sailors into the water, who swam like ducks, -soon reached him, and took him back to the boat. Oh! how glad I was to see him safe again.
WILLIE “ A BEAUTIFUL instance of infantile resignation lately came under my notice, which I think cannot fail to find its way to the hearts of all those who may be either readers or hearers of this little book.
“ My dear little friend, whose death I am about to record, had, from his birth until his eleventh year, enjoyed the most perfect health; entering into the sports and studies of his years with the zest and energy which that inestimable blessing can alone command. At the time of which I speak, he suddenly ceased to take any interest in his former pursuits, lost his colour, and seemed, to all appearance, on the verge of a decline. This, however, was not the case, and every possible suggestion for arresting the progress of the disease was seized upon with avidity ; but, alas ! man could do nothing. The hand of God was upon him, and after a year and a half of the most agonising sufferings, He saw fit to have mercy upon him, and set his worn-out spirit free; but not before the beautiful assurance was verified, * Whom the Lord loveth He chasteneth, and scourgeth every son whom he receiveth.' During nearly the whole of his illness he was compelled to keep his bed, enduring
occasionally the most severe pain, caused by an abscess forming in his head. Added to this, he was totally blind; and, moreover, incessant sickness and hiccoughs prevented him ever being at ease, or taking repose. These were the trials of little Willie : ant how were they borne ? Did they make him repine, or say that 'the Lord had departed from him?'' Oh, no! Although, unhappily, his friends were mostly worldly-minded, still he felt the privilege of being allowed to • knock and receive. Never did his thoughts wander from the home he prayed to attain ; never was he led to believe he should ultimately recover.
“His answer, when spoken to upon the subject, invariably was, I am going to Jesus, and although I cannot see any one around my bed, yet my sight extends far beyond. The light that He sheds is allsufficient, and I know my prayers will be answered, as my spirit is even now impatient to flee away and join with the angels in praises near his throne.' In thoughts like these were his days and nights constantly engaged. If any one attempted to read to him on subjects not immediately connected with his God, he would say, 'Not that, not that! where is my Bible? Read me a Psalm again ?—they are all so beautiful, and ever new.' Then, frequently turning to his favourite little sister, he would add, “Sissie, dear, I hear you crying; this is naughty when I am so happy; you must pray, not