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The Penny Post Box.
A POETIC EPISTLE
TO A YOUNG FRIEND, BY HER PASTOR, ON THE MORNING OF HER MARRIAGE.
May heaven its choicest blessings now bestow,
Like gentle dew, on Charlotte's head and heart;
and joy, and holiness impart.
May she a prudent, happy wife become;
An honour to her husband and her home.
May she consult his will, his comfort seek,
Which inward peace and holiness bespeak.
Love her as Jesus loves his church, his bride ;
And cheerfully for all her wants provide.
Be thoughtful, modest, careful, clean, and neat;
Seek grace to do so at the mercy-seat.
Begin aright, go on in promised strength;
And you will be a happy wife at length.
All jealous thoughts and bickerings detest;
With dignity and cheerful love be blest.
From mutual efforts for each other's good :
And live on Jesus as your daily food.
Or you will never know domestic joy;
For him your time and talents still employ.
Nor dare to whisper any one defect;
FACTS, HINTS, GEMS, AND POETRY.
Let kind attention to his wants abound,
Nor ever treat his wishes with neglect.
Study his temper, always try to please ;
Neglect will soon the warm affections freeze.
For he is jealous of his people's love ;
The painful consequences you will prove.
Prize holiness before all earthly things ;
For this from true religion only springs.
And all that kindest human hearts desire;
And after perfect holiness aspire.
Is spent, and mercy calls you up above,
And all the fulness of his glory prove.
Hints, Gems, and poetry.
although so far back as 1299 they
were known in Scotland. The Greeks In the middle of the last century one obtained peas from Egpyt, and proseventh of the people of England and bably the Romans introduced them Wales ate rye-bread. Even principal into Britain. families in the northern counties par- In 1428, that is, in the reign of took very sparingly of wheat, chiefly Henry VI., the hop was petitioned as a kind of luxury at Christmas. against as a 66 wicked weed." The
THE OAT was in former times word hop is derived from the Angloalmost the sole food of the Scotch, Saxon word hoppan, to climb. and is still very extensively used there THE FINE APPLE ORCHARDS of Here. for bread.
ford began to be planted in the time The original habitation of the pota- of Charles I. toe plant is South America, and it is THE Romans reared the turnip with still found in a wild state on the great skill and success, and deemed mountains of Chili. Sir Walter Raleigh it next to corn in point of utility. first brought the potatoe plant into THE TEAZLE, or fuller's thistle, has England in 1585.
for more than a century been cultiPeas were first brought from Hol. vated as a farm crop, owing to its use land in the reign of Queen Elizabeth, I in the woollen cloth manufacture.
FACTS, HINTS, GEMS, AND POETRY.
NOTHING should make the Chris.
tian give up his hope, till it forces him HOPE NOT FOR IMPOSSIBILITIES.
to give up the ghost too. He needs to stand on tiptoes that hopes to touch the moon; and those beat back a blow, ought to be quick
He who is not strong enough to who expect what in reason they can
sighted enough to decline it. not expect, may expect.
THE SOUL'S PLAY-DAY is always the SOME MEN'S MEMORIES are like inns: devil's working-day, and the idler the they retain old guests, but have no
man the busier the tempter. Idleroom to entertain new comers.
ness offers up the soul as a blank to GUILTY MEN are afraid where there the devil for him to write what he is no cause for fear, and count every will upon it. creature they meet a sergeant sent IF WE LEAVE OFF PRAYING before from God to punish them.
the devil leaves off tempting, we IF THY BUSINESS be sedentary, exer- throw off our armour in the midst of cise thy body; if stirring and active, the battle, and so must not wonder at recreate thy mind.
the worst that follows. ON PERSONAL APPEARANCE.—Be glad that thy clay cottage hath all the
Poetic Selections. necessary rooms thereunto belonging, though the outside be not so fairly WAIT, MY LITTLE ONE. plastered as some others. WEATHER. .“ What weather shall Wait ! little
my we have ?" said a gentleman to a shep
When you get to the beautiful land; herd one misty morning. Sir," he Tarry a little, my darling, said, “it shall be what weather it Ere you join the heavenly band, pleaseth God; and what weather Stand close to the shining gates of pearl, pleaseth God, pleaseth me."
Look out on the narrow way, MANY SEE THE OAK when grown,
For I want the first glance of my heaven-born whilst few remember the acorn when
little baby to stray. HE THAT IS A BAD HUSBAND for him.
Wait! self, will never be a good one for his
When you reach the courts above,
Look down with the light of thy beautiful Oems.
On those that you used to love. He who fears his enemy, fights for Whisper sweet dreams in our earthly ears him; or (what is worse) gives him
When we lie down to sleep; the victory without the trouble of a Paint bright pictures before our eyes battle.
When we wake to weep. He who will“ needs fight the devil at his own weapon, must not wonder
little if he find him an overmatch.
When you reach the celestial strand, God alone knows what will help For thy mother may be toiling up and what will hurt us. He sometimes To the heights of that better land. denies men honour that he may give For years that fall like molten lead them heaven.
On the hearts this side of the sea, TEMPTATION first finds a man evil, Will pass like the light of a beautiful dream, and then makes him worse.
My little baby, o'er thee,
THE CHILDREN'S CORNER.
The Children's Corner.
it is very
LEARNING AND UNLEARNING. You all know what it is to learn; do you know what it is to unlearn? The former is the chief business of your life, and will be for years to come. Perhaps I ought to say it will be so for ever, because we shall always be learners in some of God's schools.
But what is unlearning? To unlearn a lesson is to rub it out of the memory; to unlearn an art is to forget how to do a work of skill, such as knitting a purse, doing crochet-work, or drawing an object in pencil or crayon; to unlearn a habit is to get rid of the inclination which makes us love to do certain things, such as lying late in bed, leaving things in the wrong place, idling away time, foolish talking, &c. Do you understand? Yes ? Very well.
Now, mark me, it is harder work to unlearn than it is to learn a thing. If you want to rub a bad thought from your memory, difficult to find rubber and strength to do it. It will stay there in spite of you. If you try to break up an old habit, it will require all your strength, with Christ's help besides, to do it. There are many great men who, having learned to use tobacco and strong drink when they were young, would give much to unlearn those bad habits, but they cannot—at least they do not do it. Their babits are their masters, and they are slaves. Though great and strong in many things, they are too weak to unlearn their bad habits.
Now, boys and girls, I have a proposal to make. I propose that you all resolve to learn nothing which your future happiness will require you to unlearn. Learn all the good things you can. They will never need to be unlearned. But learn nothing wrong, because all wrong things must be unlearned, or they will ruin you. You are sensible children, and understand me. Will you accept my proposal ? Will you resolve never to learn anything that you must unlearn, or be miserable? You will? Good! Now go to your places of prayer, kneel down, and offer this petition
“O Jesus, teach us those things which we need to know. Show us those things we ought to avoid. Help us to learn nothing which thou wilt require us to unlearn. If we have learncd any bad thoughts, acts, or habits, help us to unlearn them now; and may we never learn anything bad again. Amen."
LETTER FROM A SCOTTISH TOURIST.
The tour among the Scottish Highlands, which occupied most of the week since leaving Inverness, has been prosecuted amid all sorts of weather except the hot and sultry, and has brought a variety of experiences. I have sailed over not less than half a dozen of the famous lakes--or Lochs, as they are called travelled by steamer through the entire length of the Caledonian canal, across northern Scotland, from the Murray Frith to the bay of Oban; stood at the foot of Ben Nevis, whose summit is yet white with snow; rode an hour face to face with Ben Cruachan, and steamed by Ben Lomond; taken the wild, weird, sombre pass of Brander, on the borders of Loch Awe, whose name is well chosen; spent a day in sailing among the picturesque scenery around the island of Mull; and given an hour to the ancient ruins and ecclesiastical symbols and royal relics which have made Iona famous, and another hour to the wonderful geological formations and the strange grandeur of Fingal's Cave on the island of Staffa. Scottish life and character have turned many of their ordinary and their extraordinary phases toward me, and the most celebrated of all the Scottish scenery has been inspected somewhat in detail.
It is a peculiarity of mountain scenery that it never exactly reproduces itself in another country. One in name and general character, mountains, like great souls, give us an endless variety of combinations, specific features, and details. The Appenines differ from the Alps, the desert groups and ranges belong to a family still more remote, the chains and single heights in Syria are made up after quite an original model, the Carpathians have their own unmistakeable build and aspect and expression, and the Scottish Highlands are not less unique than beautiful.
Where the naked rock appears in the loftier heights of Scotland, it does not often stand out bare, cold, unsympathizing, and desolate, but wears a softened, mellow tint of gray, or brown, or purple. Sharply cut outlines, and long acute angles, and sheer perpendicular cliffs, and dizzy precipices, are mostly wanting. And in most cases, where the forests are not carried to the sum. mit, the rains, and frost, and friction, and sunbeams, acting