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MOORE’S  RURAI-  WEW-YORKER. 
.JU?JE  <0 
that  after  a  bilcf.hopcleas struggle,  It  surrendered 
at  dJ8<;rftlori.  My  darling  luwl  spoken  the  words 
that  hound  her  life  to  mine  for  ever.  Under  the 
summer  sUrs,  In  the  hush  of  the  summer  night, 
she  and  I  were  sitting  on  the  balcony,  I  at  her 
feet,  as  I  loved  btjst  to  sit  and  w  atch  the  great 
violet  eyes  turn  slowly  on  me— at  her  feet,  with 
her  hand  In  mine  ag.aln. 
“  And  so  you  ran  away  from  mo,  Helen  7” 
What  else  could  I  do  7  1  was  so  weak  with 
you,  Frank;  so  weak  against  my  love.  And  for 
your  sake,  1  felt  It  ought  not  to  be.  Ko  1  ran  aivaj'. 
It  wa.s  terrible  work  to  get  Amy  to  start  that 
night,  though !  KUo  was  horribly  cruel  to  mo ; 
she  fought  for  you.  How  I  loved  her  when  she 
did !  Hut  1  would  go ;  and  so  we  wont." 
“  And  then  you  thought  you  were  safe  7” 
“  Safer.  Away  from  you,  l  was  strong," 
“  And  did  you  think  you  would  bo  out  of  my 
reach  long  7" 
She  gave  mo  a  smile,  delicious  as  a  caress.  Then 
she  said ; 
“  I  thought  you  would  conic  but  not  so  soon. 
Not  till  1  should  have  had  time  to  harden  my 
heart.  I  knew  I  was  doing  right,  Frank.  Hut  I 
thought,  too,  that  1  might  never  see  j’ou  again. 
And  then —  " 
Her  face  told  mo  the  rest. 
“  What  had  you  to  do  with  right  or  wrong  If 
you  loved  me  7  You  were  mine.  How  could  you 
ever  think  I  should  let  you  go  7  Let  you  go,  who 
have  given  mo  new  faith,  new  hope,  new  life — 
made  life  precious  to  me,  now— how  could  1 7 
Helen,  my  Helen,  nothing  can  take  you  fiom  mo 
now.  You  cannot  take  yourself  from  me," 
From  my  arms  where  she  had  nestled,  on  a  sud¬ 
den  she  started. 
There !"  slie  whispered,  “  there !  Did  you  not 
SCO  Mm  7" 
on  her  fivco,  yet  wet  with  happy  tears,  hod  come 
the  liunb'd  look  once  more;  in  her  voice  was  the 
old  feai ,  though  my  arms  and  my  love  were  about 
her.  1  knew  what  had  dune  this;  the  sight  of  a 
man  for  whom  I  was  beginning  to  feel  sometMng 
of  the  hah.-  that  kills. 
“  Did  you  not-  see  him  7”  she  whl3percd  again, 
shuddering  evi.m  lu  my  clasp. 
“  Whom 
1  kne  w  \vhat  she  would  say  before  she  said  It. 
“  No,”  1  au.vwcred,  “  I  saw  uo  one.  Are  you  sure 
you  recognized  him  7" 
“  Sure  7”  she  reptialcd,  '*  l  saw  him  plainly.  He 
sbmd  full  In  the  moonlight  against  tliu  background 
of  the  trees.  And  ho  lifted  Ills  hand  as  though  It 
held  a  knife.  It  was  a  threat.  Frank,  that  man 
w  ould  kill  you.” 
“  Hah !” 
“  You  don't  know  him.” 
It  struck  me  rather  forcibly  that  1  did, 
”  1  tell  you  ho  would  kill  you.” 
“  Well,  1  dare  say  he  w’ould,  It  I  let  Mm.  But 
life  has  grown  too  dear  to  me  this  last  hour  or  two 
for  me  to  let  a  madman  rob  mo  of  It  very  easily. 
1  shall  Uikc  care  of  myself.  Besides,  1  fancy  you 
must  be  inlsi-aken." 
“  Impossible,  l  tell  you.” 
“  1  saw  no  one,  you  know.  And  If  Alvarez  .Smith 
w'aaUs  to  do  me  a  mischief,  wliy  on  earth  should 
he  I  uni  out  and  do  melodrama  in  the  moonlight— 
threaten  with  Imaginary  daggers  and  that  sort  of 
thing— to  pul  me  on  my  guard  7" 
“  I  saw  Mm  htaniUng  there,’’  and  she  pointed 
again,  straight  before  her. 
“  .\ad  how  was  lie  dressed  ?" 
“Inn  sort  of  clonk,  it  secmocL  1  saw  him  throw 
IL  back  w'hen  ho  lifted  his  arm,” 
“And  then  lie  disappeared— where  7” 
“  Into  the  shadow  of  the  trees." 
That  was  perfectly  possible.  A  couple  of  strides 
would  take  aio'  one  out  of  sight  who  had  stood 
even  In  the  center  of  the  broad  pathway. 
It  Helen  had  really  seen  .Mvarez  .Smith,  he 
might  be  hidden  in  Uiatshmlow  even  now,  watch¬ 
ing  us.  My  blood  began  to  stir  at  this. 
“Some  perfectly  InolTenslve  party,  I  should 
think,”  I  said,  taking  a  plnoh  of  snuff  or  sotue- 
tlilng  of  that  sort.  However,  wc’U  see  about  Al¬ 
varez  Smit  h  In  the  morning.  Mrs.  Dswxstry  ha.*- 
woke  up  at  la.st;  avo  must  come  In,  l  suppose. 
Don’t  say  anyiMng  to  her  about  tuts  notion  of 
yours,  mind." 
“Oh,  Friuik!"  she  murmured,  “take  care.  It 
he  I  .saw.  And  he  hates  you,” 
“  My  d.-irllng,  don't  you  think  I  shall  take  care 
for  your  sake,  now  7  There !  be  aulet,  and  don’t 
let  Idle  fancies  disturb  your  rest."  A  piece  Of  iid- 
vico  Avhlclil  fancy  Miw.  Wybrowe  hardly  followed 
as  she  ought  to  have  done. 
■Whether  It  was  Alvarez  Smith  whom  she  had 
seen  or  not,  and  Avhat  that  Individual’s  prosuuce 
In  Saratoga  meant,  I  did  not  Avaste  much  time,  as 
I  sat  smoking  far  Into  the  dawn  of  the  coming 
day,  In  considering.  After  my  own  cxpcrleuco  of 
Mm  I  felt  that  he  Avas  not  altogether  unlikely  to 
keep  Ms  word  and  imt  n  knife  into  me  In  tlie  dark 
If  he  got  the  chance ;  but  it  was  Just  that  chance 
I  did  r.ot  mean  him  to  get.  1  made  up  my  mind 
to  haA'e  five  minutes’  conversation  wltli  the  Chief 
of  Police  nc.\t  morning  and  then  fell  a-tMnk!ng 
of  more  pressing  matters  than  Alvarez  Smith— Of 
the  woman  1  had  won  and  the  future  t  hat  avus 
before  us  both ;  of  AuntMedltsa  sleeping  peace¬ 
fully  111  her  catafalque  at  Boodle  I'ark  and  ilrcam- 
Ing  of  niy  marriage  with  Bella,  and  of  hoAv  Aunt 
Medusa  might  take  C/iin  match,  of  my  own  en- 
tanglemonta  of  all  sorts  and  how  they  were  to  be  I 
got  out  of.  I 
And  saiLsfylog  myself  over  my  last  pipe  that 
things  would  probably  go  pretty  straight,  1  Avent 
to  bed  about  the  time  the  sun  had  risen  and 
dreamed  of  Helen  till  Ward,  who  had  followed  me 
with  the  heavy  baggage,  came  In  just  a.s  he  Avas 
Avont  to  do  In  Bond  street  Avlth  my  coffee, 
1  had  my  five  minutes’  conversation  Avlth  the 
Chief  before  I  Aveut  to  breakfast.  No  one  answer¬ 
ing  to  my  description  of  AWarez  Smith  was  known 
to  have  arrlA'ed  at  the  Springs;  but  Inquiries 
Kliould  bo  set  on  foot  and  the  Individual  In  ques¬ 
tion  kept  under  proper  sunrelllance,  the  urbane 
fiflldal  assured  me. 
I  greatly,  though  not  altogether,  relieved  Hel¬ 
en’s  anxiety  on  my  account  by  a  report  of  my  In¬ 
terview.  She  Avas  sur.  poaittve  that  the  man  she 
luul  seen  in  the  moonlight  was  Alvarez  Smith. 
Two  or  three  days  pa-s-sod  by  however  and  the  man 
in  the  lioak  who  ilourlshed  liuaglnary  daggers 
VVU.S  neither  seen  nor  beard  of  further  by  us.  The 
det-ectlvc  had  nothing  l.o  tell  mo  about  any  such 
person  and  Mrs.  Wybrowe  would  at  times  half 
admit  that  she  might  have  been  mistaken  after 
."Ul.  And  then  she  and  I  had  so  much  else  to  think 
of  that  she  soon  learned  to  banish  her  misgivings 
.almost  entirely. 
It  seemed,  tbough,  she  had  reason  for  them.  I 
had  bcou  Just  a  week  In  the  place  when  the  de- 
iwitemeiU  of  t  his  story  came  about. 
We  had  gone  to  the  lake  and  strollM  away  out 
Of  sight  Of  the  boatmen,  along  the  bank,  down  to 
which  extended  the  low  sci’ub  and  brushwood  of 
the  forest. 
Wn  had  sat  down  on  a  sort  of  Ultlo  crag  which 
overhung  the  water  and  from  which  Helen  had 
discovered  a  view  which  she  was  doing  her  best 
Ul  sketch  under  an  organized  series  of  interrup¬ 
tions  from  me.  J-o  Ing  tlierc  at  her  feet,  wulcMng 
her  eyes  and  drliildiig  in  her  voice,  thinking  of 
that  new  life  she  had  given  me  and  that  w.as  pro- 
clomstomefor  her  sake,  1  was  terribly  near  my 
death. 
TJiere  was  hardUv  a  breath  of  air  astir  and  yet, 
all  at  once,  my  hat,  that  was  tilted  over  my  eyes 
to  keep  off  the  sun-glare,  rolled  away  lazily  across 
the  turf,  nipped  BO  neatly  and  lightly  that  1  hardly 
felt  It,  off  my  head. 
A  sharp  crack  and  a  llltlo  puff  of  white  smoko 
rising  alKivo  aelumpof  brushwood,  explained  this 
pheuomenon. 
I  saw  at  once  what  this  meant.  I  wa.s  on  ray 
feet  and  half  way  across  to  tJie  cover  which  shel¬ 
tered  mj'  would-Oe  assas.sln  in  a  couple  of  bouuds. 
Another  bullet  whUzed  by  my  oar  and  then  I  had 
sprung  Into  the  thicket  sti'Uck,  by  one  lucky  blow, 
a  smoking  revolver  from  the  slmkUig  hands  and 
Ilown  at  the  lliroat  of- .Alvarez  Snath, 
i  It  was  as  well  I  had  lost  no  time;  he  got  no 
chance  of  using  Ms  knife. 
I  heard  Helen  scream  and  then  saw  her  fall 
lifeless  on  the  turf  where  wc  had  been  sitting  and 
then  1  was  wrestling  for  dear  life  with  a  madman. 
Hu  had  no  science  but  he  held  me  like  a  Head.  I 
cut  him  off  his  legs  again  and  again ;  but  he  clung 
so  despei’ately  to  me  that  I  couldn't  drop  him. 
Buell  fresh  struggle  brought  us  nearer  and  nearer 
the  edge  of  the  Ultlc  crag.  1  guessed  what  he 
wanted  l-o  do  uml  put  all  my  remaining  strength 
Into  one  llcrcc,  desperate  effort  to  illug  him. 
This  time  ho  went  down ;  but  my  foot  had  slip¬ 
ped  on  the  dry  short  turf  and  ho  managed  to  pull 
me  dovv'ii  upon  him, 
I  felt  his  arms  close  round  liie  In  a  grlpWr^teel 
as  he  twisted  and  writhed  towards  the  edge;  I 
hoard  M-s  yell  of  diabolical  triumph  lu  my  oara; 
knew  that  wc  must  mil  over ;  fell  the  earth  ijllii 
II way  from  me;  felt  a  shock  that  soemed  to  stun 
me— and  then,  locked  in  each  other’s  arms,  tho 
water  closed  over  as  llko  a  tluck  darkness. 
Ho  must  have  struck  against  something  in  the 
fall  and  have  boon  deiM  or  sliuuied  when  he 
reached  the  water. 
I  n  a  second  1  had  wrenched  myself  free  from 
that  deadly  grip,  had  risen  to  the  surface  and  was 
striking  out  for  the  bank.  Ten  minutes  more  and 
I  was  kneeling  beside  Helen. 
'I’ho  body  of  Alvarez  Hmlth  vva.s  picked  up  next 
day.  Ho  had  disguised  himself  so  well  while 
walling  Ills  opportunity  to  settle  mattei-g  with 
mo  as  to  have  eluded  detection  by  the  iiollce ;  but 
I  was  able  to  swear  unhesitatingly  to  Ms  Identity 
and  did,  with  some  pardonable  satisfaction. 
He  Is  believed  to  have  left  no  one  to  exact  the 
forfeit  from  Helen  Wybrowe  when  she  marries  me, 
■  ■  ■ 
“I’LL  TAKE  THE  SHOETEST,  PAPA.” 
UY  MKS.  M.  .S.  STONK. 
One  day  a  gentleman  entered  a  store,  accompa¬ 
nied  by  his  two  little  daughters. 
“  Buy  us  each  a  lead  pencil,  papa,"  said  .\nnA. 
“Yes,  do,  papa,”  said  May,  cntreatlngly. 
He  studied  a  moment  and  then  said,  “I'll  got 
one  and  dlvidn  It  between  you.”  WMch  ho  did, 
but  contrary  to  Ms  Intentions ome  piece  was  longer 
than  the  other.  Laying  tho  two  pieces  together, 
he  said,  “Ouo  idece  Is  smaller  than  the  other, 
daughters.  Wlnii  shall  I  do  7 
I  expected  to  sei’  the  pink  Ups  pout,  but  lustetid 
the  clear  voice  of  Ultlo  Mat,  the  younger  of  the 
two,  rang  cheerily,  "f/l  lake  lltc  afiortesl,  jjajM.” 
The  leans  glistened  In  more  than  one  eye  for  a 
moment,  and  many  times  since  have  her  unsellish 
words  echoed  in  my  ears. 
Afterward  a  lady  came  in  with  a  little  daughter. 
“Buy  me  something,  mamma,”  said  tho  little 
girl. 
The  frugal  mother  bought  two  tigs.  “  One  Is 
for  you,”  she  said,  “  and  the  other  Is  for  Mary.” 
1  knew  that  poor  Maky’s  lot  in  life  was  a  sml 
one.  All  wlntyr  she  hod  been  helpless  with  In¬ 
flammatory  rhiium.H.tJsm,  and  when  spring  came 
we  feared  iiulck  consumption  was  on  her  track. 
The  mile  girl  eyed  the  figs,  and  as  she  went  out 
micd  her  mouth  HUl  with  one— fuller  than  it  ought 
to  have  been. 
“  Why,  you  have  taken  the  biggest,”  said  the 
mother. 
“  There  is  hardly  a  bite  In  the  other,”  said  the 
girl. 
“But  Mary  Is  sick,”  replied  the  mother.  Y’et 
the  sclflsli  little  girl  was  not  sorry  at  all. 
My  thoughts  went  back  to  little  Mat  :  “  I’ll  take 
the  shortest,  papa." 
SoMR  characters  are  like  some  bodies  In  chemis¬ 
try— very  good,  perhaps,  In  themselves,  yet  fly  off 
and  refuse  the  least  conjunction  with  each  other. 
—Utrd  (frerUie. 
IteniltiiK  nnd  Elocuifon,  Tbcoreilcal  nnd 
PrariicnI.  By  Anna  T.  Haniiai.i,.  [Cloth.— 
pp.  Ckl.]  New  York  ami  Chlcugo  :  Ivison,  Blukc- 
ni*i),  'I  itylor  &  Co. 
Cboirr  Kesidlncw.  By  A.  T.  Kanpam..  [Cloth. 
— pp.  ilto.J  Fhiin.:  Kciu»en.  Claxtuii  A  UallufflnKer. 
Mk.s.  Rani>am.-Diei!l  has  had  the  rare  fortune 
to  Induce  two  large  publishing  houses  to  pro¬ 
duce  a  brace  of  book.s  that,  are  In  all  material  res¬ 
pects  Identical.  It  is  one  of  the  curlosllJes  of 
Uterature  and  a  slur  on  the  profession  of  elocution 
Umt  a  lady  so  crude  In  her  Ideas  should  be  In  a 
position  to  Influence  the  youth  or  Uio  country. 
Her  exposition  of  the  science  U  about  as  useful  to 
young  people  ns  a  dlsaert-atlon  on  the  differential 
calculus;  and  the  su-<;allvd  “principles”  of  no 
value  whatziver  In  fonnlng  a  correct  method.  For 
lusLance,  the  writer  propounds  the  wonderful  dic¬ 
tum  that  “  quality  Is  the  kind  or  tone  of  voice  used 
in  expresslDg  senUment,"  w  hen  lone  Is  as  differ¬ 
ent  and  dlstltK't  from  qu  Ulty  as  hyperlon  to  a 
satyr.  It  would  be  an  Idle  task  to  point  out  v'a- 
rious  blunders  of  a  like  character.  The  selections 
arc  mostly  old  and  many  entlrelj'  Inappropriate 
for  elocutlonarj*  purposes.  In  New  York  the  book 
has  no  standing  of  any  professional  Imjiortance, 
and  Its  ability  to  keep  before  tlie  public  l.s  only 
another  exemidlllcaUoii  of  the  poetic  brook,  of 
which  it  is  said ; 
•'  Meu  may  coino  and  men  may  go. 
But  I  goon  forever." 
The  meclianlcal  exe<;utlon  of  the  books  Is  worthy 
tho  reputation  of  tho  houses  that  Issue  them. 
Ishninrl  i  Or.  Out  of  the  Depths.  By  Mrs.  R.  D  K. 
N.  Bot'-i'ij WORTH.  lOloUi.— j'p.  71IJ.J  I’hila.  i '1'.  B. 
I'l'-tersam  fc  IJrotUcrs. 
Holl-Itnlai.'<l ;  A  Sequel  to  Islmiael.  By  Mrs.  E.  D. 
K.  N.  Soin'HWOBTH.  tCIolM-pp.  eCtS.J  I'hila. :  T. 
B.  I’otcfBon  &  BroUiers. 
WnshiuKtnn  mid  Ilia  nieii.  By  (Ikoroe  Lii’- 
i‘Aiii>.  iPaper.— pp.  188  1  J’UIIb.  ;  T.  B.  I’etersou  it 
Brothera,  J  ‘r.i-i’,  76  cenw. 
Mrs.  SofTiiwoKi'u  ha.s  given  In  the  two  books 
above  a  story  that  will  jirove  to  those  who  admire 
her  writings,  of  great  Intere-st.  We  cannot  trufii. 
fully  say  that  her  work  ts  of  a  character  fx)  trans¬ 
port  us  to  the  hajipy  realm  indicated  by  her  Ini¬ 
tials  ;  but  her  publishers  have  ample  proof  that  a 
large  majority  of  the  reading  community  are  on 
an  Intellectual  plane  that  enables  them  to  Thor¬ 
oughly  enjoy  mt-Mliocre  writing.  May  thej^rtsc 
above  It  I 
Mr.  LirpAitn  has  given  us  historical  Intideuts  In 
a  most  at.t.racMve  fonn,  and  “  Wa.shlngtoa  and 
Ills  Men”  should  be  extomslvely  road  bytho.se  who 
do  not  feel  Ciiuiil  to  reading  la  more  ambitious 
works  a  less  riiaclnaf  lng  account  or  heroic  actions. 
The  juice  at  wMch  the  book  Is  Issued  makes  it  a 
marvel  of  chcaphess. 
l^cconfl  Appendix  tu  (••■cuud  Ili-viMed  KdN 
linn,  Dutvuing's  Kriiii  iiiid  Friili  Tree* 
ol  America,  U’P- IS-I  New  York :  John  M’Uey 
Ai  Son. 
There  are  few  men  wiio  poase.ss  both  the  ability 
and  Inclination  to  work  a.s  faithfully  for  the  sci¬ 
ence  of  pomology  as  unAucKs  Downing,  tuo  vel^ 
craii  iiomologlst  of  Newburgh,  N.  YL  He  has  not 
only  revised  au<l  greatly  enlargwl  Hie  work  left  by 
Ms  lamented  brother,  A.  J.  Downing,  but  contin¬ 
ues  to  place  our  iiomologlsls  under  lasting  ubllga- 
tlons  by  publishing  Uiesc  suppleraenLal  Hals  of 
new  fruits,  ami  additional  Information  In  regaixl 
to  many  of  the  old.  'I  ho  Second  Appendix  con¬ 
tains  the  dcseripllous  of  nearly  one  hundred  vari¬ 
eties  of  new  01-  UiUe-kuowu  sorts,  with  additional 
s.ynonyms  to  many.  'J  he  ll&l  of  now  peaches,  pearB 
and  plums  is  also  quite  extensive;  all  of  which 
must  be  of  great  value  to  our  pomologlsta  geuer- 
ally.  _ 
Tbr  Scientific  Monlhlr  lUngiixIni*.  Devoted  to 
Iht*  Natural  NcJeucca.  Eilltea  ami  publinhcd  by  E. 
n.  Fitch,  Toledo,  Ohio. 
No.  VIII,  of  f  Ills  new  and  Interesting  montMy  Is 
fully  equal  If  not  superior  to  jurvlous  Issues,  and 
well  worthy  of  careful  perusal  by  all  students  of 
natural  history.  We  bespeak  for  It  a  successful 
career,  as  there  Ks  a  great  lack  of  knowledge 
among  the  masses  of  the  very  subjects  treated  In 
this  bew  clalmanf,  for  public  favor.  Let  It  be 
widely  circulated  and  carefully  studied,  thereby 
filling  Its  true  mission  as  an  educator. 
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BOOKS  EECEIYED. 
From  .Tames  Mili.ku,  New  York: 
Working  People  and  I  heir  Employers.  By 
Washington  OladdCD.  [Cloth.— np.  241.]  Bos¬ 
ton:  Lockwood,  Brooks  &  Co.  Price  $1.75. 
C.  V.  Rii.KY,  Ft,  Louis,  Mo.: 
Klghth  Annual  Keport  ou  the  Noxious,  Ben- 
eiltiul  and  oUicr  Insects  of  the  state  of  Mis¬ 
souri.  By  Chas.  V.  liUey,  State  Entomolo¬ 
gist.  [Paper.— pp.  lyo.j 
Henry  T.  Wii.i.ia.vp.  NewY'ork: 
Tho  Paclllc  Tourist.  By  H.  T.  'WUUams.  11- 
lustraled.  [Papiir.— pp.  2i)3.] 
Na'I'iosai.  ITRUSiiiNiT  Co.,  Philadelphia ; 
The  Centennial  History  of  the  United  States. 
By  Jas.  D.  .McCabe.  With  -142  Illustrations. 
[Boards.— pp.  920.] 
New  music  kkom  F.  W.  IIki.mick,  Cincinnati,  O.: 
Mineral  Sprlng.s  Polka,  by  0.  Dolfuss;  Centen¬ 
nial  March,  by  .1.  Wymoud ;  price  25  cis. 
“IT  IS  I.” 
Matthew  14;  27, 
The  lone  and  toiling  voyagers 
tVbose  bark  was  on  tlin  noa, 
■When  night  hung  dark  above  tho  wave 
Of  BUimiy  Galilee, 
In  terror  gazed  on  what  they  then 
Bui  dimly  could  doMcry, 
Unlil  they  heard  those  cheering  words ; 
••  Foar  not.  for  it  is  I.” 
The  dearest,  triicat  Friend  on  earth, 
In  tlmt  dark  hour  of  gloom, 
Soemed  some  I'ale  phantom  come  to  tell 
A  dire  and  clreailful  doom : 
And  then  from  each  affrighted  lip 
There  buret  the  trembling  cry, 
That  naught  ooald  sUll  but  those  sweet  words ; 
"  Fear  not,  for  it  is  1.” 
'Tia  often  tbns  with  voyagers 
Aorrms  life's  stormy  main. 
■Who  strive  to  «tem  its  riuhlng  tide, 
Yet  seem  to  strive  in  vain ; 
Tho  waves  are  white  with  spectral  fears, 
And  darkly  frowns  the  shy, 
Till  soms  sweet  voice  speaks  softly  out : 
” Fear  not,  for  it  is  I.” 
Oh,  ever  thus,  my  sister  dear, 
When  life  eeems  dark  to  then ; 
When  clnmls  enwrap  a  starless  sky, 
And  sb'irms  are  on  the  sea  - 
In  fearleas  faith  nnd  Joyful  hope 
To  (.’hrlst  lift  up  thins  eye, 
Ami  heed  the  gentle  voice  that  says, 
“  Fnar  not,  for  It  is  I.”  [.Srlfcfrd. 
THOUGHTS  FOB  THIHKEKS. 
Extracts  from  the  Writings  of  Rev.  Thos. 
Brooks,  an  English  Divine  of  the 
Sixteenth  Century. 
After  much  praying,  waiting  and  weeping,  God 
usuallj'  cumoH  with  Ms  hands  and  his  heart  full  of 
mercy  to  Ills  people.  He  loves  not  to  come  empty 
handed  to  those  who  have  sat  long  with  tearful 
eyes  at  mercy’s  door. 
God  will  ever  keep  house  with  tho  humble  soul. 
When  once  they  meet  tliey  never  part.  There  Is 
no  Buch  way  to  be  rlcli,  a.s  to  bo  poor  and  low  in 
our  own  eyes.  This  Is  the  way  to  enjoy  Ills  com¬ 
pany,  In  whom  all  treasures  arc. 
Every  Ciirtstlnn  ha.s  three  advocates  pleading 
for  Mm.  The  llrst  Is  that  divine  love  which  Is  In 
the  bosom  of  the  Father,  the  second  Is  tho  Lord 
Jc.sus,  who  Is  at  the  right  hand  oAhe  Father,  and 
the  tun'd  IH  the  Holy  .Spirit  who  Is  one  with  tho 
Father. 
God  is  never  better  pleased  limn  when  his  jMro- 
ple  Importune  Ulm  in  his  own  word.s,  and  urge 
Mm  wiUi  arguments  taken  from  hla  own  promises. 
He  that  spared  not  Ms  own  Noul,  but  delivered 
him  up  for  as  all,  how  shall  he  not  with  him  also 
freely  give  us  all  things.” 
A  son.  that  is  rich  In  grace  says,  “  Y\>11,  ordi¬ 
nances  are  not  Christ,  reffoetlons  are  not  Christ, 
enlargemcutB  are  not  Christ,  iiiey  are  sweet,  but 
he  Is  more  sweet ;  they  are  very  precloim,  but  he 
is  more  precious.”  And  thus  Ihoao  who  are  Hjiliitr 
ually  rich  do  outreach  all  others. 
Weak  Christians  are  apt  to  sit  down  troubled 
and  disheartened  by  the  sin  within;  but  they 
should  sIreugtheB  iJicmselves  by  remembering 
that  tUeh*  persons  stand  before  God  clothed  In 
the  righteousness  of  their  Saviour.  So  God  owns 
them,  and  looks  upon  them  with  great  delight. 
A  UCMBLE  heart  cannot  be  sailsfled  with  just  so 
much  grace  os  will  bring  It  to  gloiy— with  just  so 
much  of  heaven  as  will  keep  It  from  dropping  Into 
hell.  It  Is  still  crying  out,  “  Give,  Lord,  give ;  givo 
me  more  of  thj’sclf,  more  of  thy  son,  more  of  thy 
Spirit;  give  me  more  light,  more  life,  more  love.” 
Neglect  of  private  duties  Is  the  great  reason 
w  hy  tho  hearts  of  many  are  so  dead  and  dull,  so 
formal  and  carnal,  so  barren  and  unfruitful  under 
public  ordinances.  Oh!  that  Chrtsilans  would 
lay  this  seriously  to  heart.  Certainly  that  man's 
heart  Is  best  In  public  duties  who  Is  most  frequent 
lu  private  exercises. 
An  Idle  Ute  and  a  holy  heart  Is  a  contradiction. 
A  lazy  Christian  will  always  want  four  things: 
comfort,  content,  confidence  and  a.ssurance.  As¬ 
surance  and  joy  are  choice  donations  that  Christ 
gives  to  laborioim  Christ  ians  only.  The  lazy  Chris¬ 
tian  has  Mu  mouth  full  of  complaints,  when  the 
active  Christian  has  hts  heart  full  of  comforts. 
'Tfs  the  duty  to  perform  closet  duties,  but  It  Ks 
tlij  sM  M  rely  on  them,  or  to  put  eonlldoncc  In 
them.  Do  them  thou  must,  but  glory  in  them 
thou  must  not.  He  who  rests  In  Ms  duUes  makes 
a  saviour  or  them.  Let  them  lead  thee  to  Jesus, 
and  leave  thee  more  In  commuMon  with  him,  and 
In  dependence  upon  him,  and  then  thrice  happy 
Shalt  thou  be. 
Believers,  you  cannot  have  too  frequent  Inter- 
course  with  Jesus;  you  cannot  have  your  heart 
too  frequently  filled  with  Joy  unspeakable,  and 
full  of  glory,  and  with  that  peace  which  passeth 
uuderstnudlug.  You  cannot  have  lio<'ivcii  too  often 
brought  down  Into  your  heart,  or  your  heart  too 
often  curried  up  to  heaven,  and  therefore  you  can¬ 
not  be  b  lO  frequent  In  closet  prayer. 
Wb  walk  by  faith  and  not  by  sight.  Chrlstlaiis, 
you  must  remember  that.  It  is  one  thing  for  Gwl  to 
love  you,  and  another  thing  for  God  to  tell  you 
that  he  loves  you.  Your  happiness  lies  In  the 
llrst,  your  comfort  lu  the  second.  *  •  He  w'ho 
makes  sense  and  carnal  reason  a  Judge  of  his  con- 
dltlou,  will  be  happy  and  miserable,  blessed  and 
cursed,  saved  and  lost,  many  times  a  day— yea, 
within  an  hour. 
