confidence was not disappointed. Liberty, wealth, honour, and happiness offered to him, on the single condition of his returning to the religion of his fathers, he nobly and steadily refused, and, with unshaken constancy, meekly suffered death as a witness for the truth.

THE LOST AND SAVED.

Do you know what it is to be lost?

How

would you feel if you had strayed away from your father's house, and were lost in a forest in a dark night, and heard the bears growling, and the wolves howling all around you?

A good man was travelling through a wood in a dark night, in a foreign land, many years ago. The frightful howl of the wolf, and the terrible yell of the wild cat, every now and then broke the silent stillness of the dark night. As he rode slowly along, he heard a soft and gentle cry. He thought it was a child. He stopped and listened. It seemed a great way off. He said to himself, "What shall I do? It may be a wild-cat, for this creature sometimes imitates the cry of a person in distress, to draw people to it, that it may devour them; or it may be a robber, who seeks to lure me out of my path, and get my money. If it is really a child, it is so dark, I am afraid that I cannot find it." He listened again, and still heard the cry as of a child. He was a kind-hearted, resolute man.

He said to himself again,

"It may be a child. I will go to its relief, though I may risk my own life." So he got off his horse, and tied him to a tree, and went into the woods, in the direction where he heard the cry. After going some distance, he heard it, as he thought, still fur

Still he

ther off, in a different direction. followed on. After going for some time, he stopped to listen, and felt a little hand pulling his clothes. He stooped down to see what it was, for he did not know but it might be a black snake winding itself around

him; but he heard a low sweet voice say, "Pa, is it you?"

The gentleman took up the little boy, who was about four years of age. But now he was in danger of being lost himself, for he did not know how he should find his way back in the dark to his horse. However, God directed his feet, and he came out in the right place. He got on his horse, with the boy in his arms, and rode on till he came to a house, when he got off, and went in, and lo! it was the house of the boy's father.

Oh! what, then, was the joy in that house! The father and mother fainted when they saw their little son, for they thought he was dead. The children jumped, and clapped their hands, and cried, "Henry's come! Henry's come!" Poor little fellow, he had been lost from his father's house almost three days. He was pale, and almost starved. Oh, how glad he was to get home! and they were all glad and rejoiced, for they were mourning for him, thinking he was dead. He had been lost, and was

found.

Now, do you not think this boy would love this kind friend, who went among the wolves and wild-cats, and risked his own life to save him? Would he not think of him a great deal, and do everything to please him? But if the little boy had refused to go with the man who found him in the woods, he would not only have been

very ungrateful for his kindness, but he would not have been saved.

Now, all our little readers, like this little boy, are lost. God is your Father, but you have wandered away from Him, and are now groping your way in the dark. If you go on still in this way, you will be lost for ever. But, like this good man, Jesus saw you, had pity on you, and came down from heaven to save you. He not only risked his life among his deadly enemies, but he freely gave up his life for us. He suffered, and bled, and died on the cross, that He might take you back to your Father's house. And when one poor sinner returns to God, there is joy in heaven, as there was in that house when the good man brought that little boy home. But if you refuse to follow the Saviour, you will not only be very ungrateful to Him, but you will be for ever lost; for He will not save you unless you come to Him. He now calls, and says, "Suffer the little children to come unto me, for of such is the kingdom of God;" and He says He came to seek and to save that which was lost. He has come to you, and is waiting to save you. Will you follow Him, and be saved?

CONVERSATIONS ON THE TYPES. II. ARK OF NOAH.

Mamma.-Bessie, you have lately been reading the history of the flood, and you can tell me about the building of Noah's ark.

Bessie.-Yes, mamma. All who lived in the world were very wicked, excepting Noah. Because he was righteous, the Lord told him to make an ark in which he and his family might be preserved when the flood of waters came to destroy all flesh. The ark was made of gopher wood, and God himself gave Noah the pattern after which it was to be built.

M.-How many persons were saved? B.-Eight; Noah and his wife, and his three sons and their wives.

When

M.-All the rest were drowned. the high hills afforded them no refuge they went upwards to the height of the mountains, but the waters grew higher and higher, until, as we read in Gen. vii. 20, the mountains were covered, and then the rolling waves carried them away, and all flesh died. Noah's ark was the only place of refuge. There he was sheltered by God, and safely borne on the surface of the raging deep. I think we may learn a great deal if we consider this ark as a type of our blessed Saviour Jesus Christ.

B.-Mamma, if the ark is a type of Christ, who are Noah and his family a type of?

M.-They are a type of the Church in Christ; just as those eight persons were safe because they were in the ark, so are all believers safe because they are in Christ. In Gen. vii. 16, we find that when Noah was entered into the ark the Lord shut him