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Markdale Standard (Markdale, Ont.1880), 19 Jul 1888, p. 3

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I on liberty »/«!' dualB,asinsoc«ti5 ies the •{^PrjK be Church « »«yS S and r^ ,eeii good w^^^ »c»e*y- tad reject (( ROUGHING IT IN THE BUSH. ji CHAPTER IL QUEBEC. â€" aponthy rocky throne, T,«Bof the West !â€" upon thy rocky thi '^Ta solitary grandeur sternly placed By ul majesty thou sitt'at alone, Nature's maater-haiid supremely graced, Ibe world has not thy counterpartâ€" thy dower, giernal beauty, strength, and matchleas power. n,e clouds enfold thee in their misty veat. The lightning glances harmless round thy ' brow "he loudvoioed thunder cannot shake thy nest, ij- wirring waves that idly chafe below fbes'jOTTn above â€" the waters at thy feet â€" rafe and foim, they but «€cure thy seat. Hay Tlie mighty river, as it onward rushes Xo pour its floods in ocean's dread abyss, atecks at thy feet its fierce impetuous gushes, And gently fawns thy rocky base to kiss. â- ir^ern eagle of the crag 1 thy hold should be Xhe mountain home of heaven-bom liberty! Irne to themselves, thy children may defy The power and malice of a world combined; While BriUin's flag, beneath thy deep blue sky, Spreads its rich folds and wantons in the wind Xhe offsprings of her glorious race of old Uay rsac securely in their mountain hold. On the 5ch of September, the anchor was weighed, and we bade a long farewell to (ircsse Isle, As our vessel struck into mid- ;bannel, I cast a last lingering look at tiie beautiful shores we were leaving. Cradled in the arms of the St. Lawrence, and bask- In^ in the bright rays of the morning sun, jhe island and its sister ground.looked like a jetondKden just emerged from the waters of chaos. With what joy could I nave spent :oe rest of the fall in exploring the romantic features of that enchanting scene But our barij spread her white wings to the favoring bree.'.i, and the fairy vision gradually reced- ed from my sight, tojremain forever on the tablets of my memory. rhe rlay was warm, and the cloudless Qi-'ivens ot that peculiar azure tint which nivEs to the Canadian skies and waters a 5i iliancy unknown in more favored lati- tudes. The air was pure and elastic, the stiu ^hone out in uncommon splendor, light- ing up the changing woods with a rich mel- low joloriug, compofed of a thousand bril- liant and vivid dyea. The mighty river rolieJ .Hashing and sparkling onward, im- oe'led by a strong breeze, that tipped its shovr rolling surges with a crest of snowy foam. .4ai there been no other object of interest ia the landscape than this majestic river, lis vist magnitude, and the depth and clear- ness of its waters, and its great importance to the. colony, would have been sufficient to bi-e rivited the attention, and claimed the iilmiration of every thinkinp mind. Never shall I forget that short \50yage from Grosse Isle to Quebec. I love to re- call, after the lapse of so many years, e^ ery object that awoke in my breast emo- ticns of astonishment and delight. What wonderful combinations of beauty, and grandeur, and power, at every winding of that noble river How the mind expands vith the sublimity of the spectacle, and soars upward in gratitude and adoration to ;he Author of all being, to thank Him for havbg made this lower world bo wondrous- ly fair â€" a living temple, heaven-arched, and :apable of receiving the homage of all wor- shippers. Every perception of my mind became ab- sorbed into the one sense of seeing, when, upon reaching Point Levi, we cast anchor before Quebec. What a scene! â€" Can the world produce such another? Edinburgh had been the beau ideal to me of all that was beautiful in Natureâ€" a vision of the northern Highlands had haunted my dreams across the Atlantic but all these past re- collections faded before the present of Quebec. Nature has lavished all her grandest ele- ments to form this astonishing panorama. There frowns the cloud cipped mountain, and below, the cataract foams and thunders; wood, and rock, and river combined to lend their aid in making the picture perfect, and worthy of its Divine Originator. The precipitous bank upon which the iity lies piled, reflected in the still deep Tters at its base, greatly enhances the romantic beauty cf the situation. The mellow .and serene glow of the autumnal day harmonized so perfectly with the solemn grandeur of the scene around me, and sank so silently and deeply into my soul, that my spirit fell prostrate before it, sad I melted involuntarily into tears. Yes, •egardless of the eager crowds around me, I "leant upon the side of the vessel and cried like a childâ€" not tears of sorrow, but a gush irom the heart of pure and hallowed delight. I heard not the many voices murmuring in mv earsâ€" I saw not the anxious beings that thronged our narrow deck â€" my soul at that moment was alone with God. The shadow of His glory rested visibly on the stupendous objects that composed that magnificent "^ene words are perfecUy inadequate to i^etcribe the impression it made i^pon my mindâ€" the emotions it produced. The only homage I was capable of oflfering at such a siirme was tears â€" tears the most heartfelt and sinceie that ever flowed from hnnaan eyes. I never before felt so overpowering my own insignificance, and the boundless might and majesty of the EternaL Canadians, rejoice in your beautiful city Sejoioe and be worthy of herâ€" for few, very few, of the sons of men can point to such a sp^t as Quebecâ€" and exclaim, " She is oarsj -God ^ve her to us in her beauty and strength Iâ€" We will live for her gloryâ€" we will die to defend her liberty and rightsâ€" •â- 0 raise her majestic brow high iabove the oations 1 Look at the utnation ol Qwbeo Iâ€" t^ :«y founded on the rock that proudly holds ^« height of the hilL The queen sitting ^throned above the waters, that curb their swiftnsM and their strength to kias her wvelyfoet t^anadians as long as you remain true *» yourselves and her, what fordgn invader could ever dare to plant a hostile flsg ?Pon that rock-defended height, or set ha 'oot upon a fortress rendered impregMl^ 7 the hand of Nature! United in tA-na- ""ip. loyalty, mad love, what wonders inay 70U not achieve to what an enormous alti- tude of wealth and importance may you not arrive Look at the St. Lawrence, that king ot streams, that great artery flowing from the heart of the world, through the land, carrying wealth and fertility in its course, and transporting from town to town along its beautiful shores the riches and produce of a thousand distant climes. What elements of future greatness and prosperity encircle you on every side 1 Never yield up these solid advantages to become an humble depenaent on the great republic â€" wait patiently, loyally, lovingly, upon the illus- trious parent from whom you sprang, and by whom you have been fostered in life and political importance in the fulness of time she will proclaim your childhood past, and bid yon stand np in your own strength, a free Canadian people Brituh mothers of Canadian sons â€" ^leam to feel for their country the same enthusiasm which fills your hearts when tliinking of the glory of your own. Teach them to love Canada â€" to look upon her as the first, the happiest, the moat independent country in the world Exhort them to be worthy of her â€" to have faith in her present prosperity, in her future greatness, and to devote all their talents, when theyithemselves are men, to accomplish this noble object. Make your children proud of the land of their birth, the land which has given them bread â€" the land in which you have [found an altar and a home do this, and you will soon cease to lament your separation from the mother country, and the loss of those luxuries which you could not, ip honor to yourself, enjoy you will soon learn to love Canada as I now love it, who once viewed it with hatred so intense that I longed to die, that death might effectually separate us forever. But oh beware of drawing disparaging contrasts between the colony and its illus- trious parent. All such comparisons are cruel and unjust you cannot exalt the one at^the expense of the other without commit- ting an act of treason against both. But I have wandered away from my sub- ject into the regions ot thought, and must again descend to common- work-a-day reali- ties. The pleasure we experienced upon our first glance at Quebec was greatly damped by the sad conviction that the cholera- plague raged within its walls, while the almost ceaseless tolling of bells proclaimed a mournful tale of woe and death. Scarcely a person visited the vessel who was not in black, or who spoke not in tones of subdued grief. They advised us not to go on shore if we val- ued our lives, as strangers most common- ly fell the first victims to this fatal malady. This was to me a severe disappointment, who felt an intense desire to climb to the crown of the reck, and survey the noble landscape at my feet. I yielded at last to the wish of my husband, who did not him- self resist the temptation in his own person, and endeavored to conteat myself with the means of enjoyment placed within my reach. My eyes were never tired of wandering over the scene before me. It is curious to observe how dififerently the objects which call forth intense admira- tion in some minds will afifect others. The Scotch dragoon, Mackenzie, seeing me look long and intently at the distant Falls o Montmorency, dryly observed, " It may be a' \era fine but it looks na' better to my thinken than banks o' white woo' hung out o'er the bushes." «• Weel," cried another, " tliae fa's are just bonnie 'tis a braw land, nae doubt but no' just so braw as auld Scotland." " Hout, man. hauld your clavers, we shall a' be lairds here," said a third, " and ye maun wait a muckle time before they wad think aucht of you at hame." I was not a little amused at the extrava- gant expectations entertained by some of our sfeerags pissengers. The sight of the Canadian shores had changed them into per- sons of great consequence. The poorest and the worst dressed, the least deserving and the most repulsive in mind and morals, ex- hibited most disgusting traits of self- importance. Vanity and presumption seemed to possess them altogether. They talked loudly of the rank and wealth of their connections at home, and lamented the great sacrifices they had made in order to join brothers and cousins who had foolishly settled in this beggarly wooded country. Girls, who were scarcely able to wash a floor decently, talked of service with con- tempt, unless tempted to change their reso- lution by the offer of twelve dollars a month. To endeavor to undeceive them was a use- less and ungracious task. After having tried it with several without success, I left It to time and bitter experience to restore them to their, sober senses. In spite of the remonstrances of the captain, and the dread of the cholera, they all rushed on shore to inspect the land of Goschen, and to endeavor to realize their absurd anticipations. We were favored, a few minutes after our arrival, wi^h another visit from the health officers but in this instance both the gentle- men were Canadians. Grave, melancholy looking men, who talked much and ominous- ly of the prevailing disorder, and the *im- possibility of strangers escaping from its fearful ravages. This was not very consol- ing, and served to depress the cheerful tone of mind which, after all. Is one of the best antidotes against this awful scourge. The cabin seemed to lighten, and the air to cir- culate more freely, after the departure of these professional ravens. The captain, as if by instinct, took an additional glass of grog, to shake off the sepulchral gloom their presence had Inspired. The visit of the doctors wa« followed by that of two of the officials of Customs ;â€" vulgar, illiterate men, who, seating them- selves at the cibin table, with a famihar nod to the captain, and a blank stare at us, commenced the following dialogue Customs-house officer {after malttng tn- yuiries as to the general cargo of the vesatl) â€" •• Any good brandy on board, captain Captain r!;»^#yl: "Jes-" Officer ' Best remedy for the cholera known. The only one the doctors can de- nend upon." iCaptSn (takiag the hint) " Gentlemen, 111 send you np a dozen bottles this. after- noon." ,_ Officer: « Oh, thank yon. We aresnre to get it genvine from yon. Any Edmbnrgh ale in yonr freight " Captoin (w^ » ^*9^ ehrvg) "A few hundreds in eutem. I U send you a dozen «itb tiie brandy." Both: "Capital!* Furt oOou " Any short, lacge-bovled, Scotch pipes, with metallic lid» " Captain (quite impatientijfj " Yee, yes I'll send you some to smoke, with your brandy. â€" What else "' Officer " We will now proceed to busi- ness." My readers would have laughed, as I did, could they have seen how doggedly the old man shook his fist after these worthies as they lef c the vessel ** Scoundrels " he muttered to himself; and then turning to me, " They rob us In this barefaced manner, and we dare not resist or complun, for fear of the trouble they put us to. If 1 had those villains at sea, I'd give them a taste of brandy and ale they would not relish." The day wore away, and the lengthened shadows of the mountains fell upon the waters, when the Ilorsley Hill, a large three-masted vessel from Waterford, that we had lef£ at the quarantine station, cast anchor a lirae above us. She was quickly boarded by the health-officers, and ordered round to take np her station below the castle. To accomplish this ooject she had to.heave her anchor when lo 1 a grsat pine tree, which had been sunk in the river, be- came entangled in the chains. Upioarious was the mirth to which the Incident gave rise among the crowds that thronged the decks of the many vessels then at anchor in thejriver. Speaking-trumpets resounded on every^side and my readers may be assured that the sea-serpent was not forgotten in the multitude of jokes which followed. Laughter resounded on all sides and in the midst of the noise and confusion the captain of the Horsley Hill hoisted his col- ors downwards, as if making signals of dis- tress, a mistake which provoked renewed and long continued mirth. I laughed until my sides ached little thinking how the Horsley Hill would pay us off for our mistimed hilarity. Towards night, most of the steerage pu- sengera returned, greatly dissatisfied with their first visit to the city, which they de- clared to be a filthy hole, that looked a great deal better from the ship's side than it did on shore. This, I have often been told, is literally the cas3. Here, as elsewhere, man has marred the magnificent creation of his Maker. A dirk and starless night closed in, accompanied by cold winds and driz- zling rain. We seemed to have made a sudden leap from the torrid to the frigid zone. Two hours before, my light summer clothing was almost insupportable, and now a heavy and well-lined plaid formed but an ineffi'.uent screen from the inclemency of the weather. After watching for some lime the singular effect the weather pro- duced by the lights in the town reflected in the water, and weary with a long day of an ticipation and excitement, I made up my mind to leave the de:ck and retire to rest. I nad just settled down my baby in her berth, when the vessel struck with a sudden crash that sent a shiver through her whole frame. Alarmed, but not aware of the real danger that hung over us, I groped my way to the cabin, and thence ascended to the deck. Here a scene of confusion prevailed that baffles description. By some strange fatal- ity, the Horsley Hill had changed her posi- tion, and run foul of us in the dark. The Anne was a small brig, and her unlucky neighbor a heavy three-masted vessel, with three hundred Irish emierrants on board and as her bowsprit was directly across the bows of the Anne, and she anchored, and un- able to free herself from the deadly embrace, there was no small danger of the poor brig going down in the unequal struggle. Unable to comprehend what was going on, I raised my head above the companion ladder, just at the critical moment when the vessels were grappled together. The shrieks of the women, the shouts and oaths of the men, and the barking of the dogs in either ship, aided the dense darkness ot the night in producing a most awful and stun- ning effect. "What Is the matter?" I gasped out. " What Is the reason o f this dreadful con- fusion?" The captain was raging like a chafed bull, In the grasp of several frantic women, who were clinging, shrieking, to his knees. With great difficult I persuaded the women to accompany me below. The mate hurried off with the oabin light upon the deck, and we were left in total darkness to await the result. A deep, strange silence 'fell upon my ears. It was not exactly fear, but a sort of nerving of my spirit to meet the worst. The cow- ardly behavior of my companions Inspired me with courage. I was ashamed of their pusillanimity and want of faith in the Divine Providence. I sat down and calmly begged them to follow my example. An old women called Williamson, a sad reprobate, in attempting to do so, set her feet within the fender, which the captain bad converted into a repository for empty glass bottles the smash that ensued was echoed by a shriek from the whole party. " God guide us," said the ancient dame " but we are going into eternity. I shall be lost my sins are more in number than the hairs of my head." This confession was followed by oaths and Imprecations too blasphemous to repeat. Shocked and disgusted at her profanity, I bade her pray, and not waste the few moments that might be hers in using oaths and bad language. " Did you hear the crash V said she. "I did it was of your own making; Sit down and be quiet." Here followed another shock, that made the vt ssel heave and tremble and the drag- ging of the anchor increased the uneasy motion which began to fill the boldest.of us with alarm. "Mrs. Moodie, we are lost," sud Mar- garet Williamson, the youngest grand- daughter of the old woman, a pretty girl, who had been the belle of the ship, flinging, herself an her knees before me, and grasp- ing both ny hands In hers. " Oh, pray for me pray for me! I cannot, I dare not pray for myself; I never was taught a prayer." Her voice was choked with con- vulsive sobs, and scalding tears fell in tor- rents from her eyes over my hands. I never witnessed such an agony of despair. Before I could say one word to comfort her, another shock seemed to lilt the vessel up- wards. I fhlt my own blood mn cold, ex- pectli4( instimtly to go down and the thooghts of death, and the unknown eter- nity at our feet, lotted vaguely through my mind. ' If we stay here, we shall perish," oried the girl, springing to her feet. " Let ns go on deck, mother, and take our chance with the rest" "Stay," I said; "you are safer here. British saUors never leave women to perish. Yon have .fathers, husbands, brothers oa board, who will not fwget yon. I beeeeuh you to remain patiently here nntU the danger if put." I m^t as well have preached to the winds. The headstrong creatures would no longer be controlled. They rushed simultaneously on deck, just as the Horsley HUl swung off, carrying with her part of the outer frame of our deck and the larger portion of our stem. When tranquility was restored, fatigued Doth in mind and body, I sunk in a pro- found sleep, and did not wake until the sun had risen high above the wave -encircled for- tress of Quebec. The stormy clouds had all dispersed dur- ing the night the air was clear and balmy the giant hills were robed in a blue, soft tinned during the greater part of the night. The shouts of noisy revelry were in no way oongenial to my feelings. Nothing tends so much to Increase our melancholy as m.«nj music when the heart Is sad and I left the scene with eyes brimful of tears, and my mind painfully %gitated by sorrowful recollections and vain regrets. (TO BE tX)NTINUKD.) mist, which rolled around them in fleecy volumes. As the beams of the sun pene- trated their shadowy folds, they gradually drew np like a curtain, and dissolved like wreaths of smoke into the clear air. The moment I came on deck, my old friend Oscar greeted me with his usual joy- ous bark, and, with the sagacity peculiar to his species, proceeded to shew me all the damage done to the vessel during the night. It was laughable to watch the motions of the poor brute, as he ran from place to place, stopping before, or jumpmg upon, every fractured portion of the deck, and barking out his Indignation at the ruinous condition in which he found his marine home. Oscar had made eleven voyages In the Anne, and had twice saved the life of the captain. He was an ugly specimen of the Scotch terrier, and greatly resembled a bundle of rope-yarn but a more faithful or attached creature I never saw. The captain was not a little jealous of Oscar's friendship for me. 1 was the only person the dog had ever deigned to notice, and his master regard- ed it as an act of treason on the part of his four- tooted favorite. When my arms were tired with nursing, I had only to lay my baby on my cloak on deck, and tell Oscar to watch her, and the good dog would lie down by her, and suffer her to tangle his long curls in her little hands, and puU bis tail and ears in the most approved baby taihion, without offering the least opposition; but if any one dared to approach his charee, he was alive on the instant, placing bis paws ever the child and growling furiously. He would have been a bold man who had ap- proached the child to do her an injury. Oscar was the best plaything, and as sure a protector as Katie had. During the day, many of our passenger took ftheir departure tired of the close confinement of the ship, and the long voy- age, they were too impatient to remain on board until we reached Montreal. The mechanics obtained instant employment, and the girls, who were old enough to work, procured situations as servants in the city. Before night our numbers were greatly reduced. The old dragoon and his family, two Scotch fi Idlers of the name of Duncan, a Highlander called Tam Grant, and his wife and little son, and onr own party, were all that remuned of the seventy- two passengers that left the Port of Leith in the brig Anne. In spite of the earnest entreaties ot his young wife, the said Tam Grant, who was the most mercurial fellow in the world, would insist upon going on shore to see all the lions of the place. " Ah, Tam 1 Tam ye will die o' the cholera," cried the weep- ing Maggie. " My heart will brak if ye dinna bide wi' me an' the bairnie. " Tam was deaf as Ailsa Craig. Regardless of tears and entreaties, he jumped into the boat, like a wilful man as he was, and my husband went with him. Fortunately for me, the'latter returned safe to the vessel in time to proceed with her to Montreal, In tow of the noble steamer British America but Tam, the volatile Tam, was missing. During the reign of the cholera, what at another time would have appeared but a trifling incident was now invested with doubt and terror. The distress of the poor wife knew no bounds. I think I see her now, as I saw her then, sitting upon the floor of the deck,her head buried between her knees, rocking herself two and fro, and weeping In the utter abandonment of her srief. " He Is dead he is dead My dear, dear Tam The pestilance has seized upon him and I and the puir bairn are left alone In the strange land." All at- tempts at consolation were useless she obstinately refused to listen to probabilities or to be comforted. All through the night I heard her deep and bitter sobs, and the oft-repeated name of him that she had lost. The sun was sinking over the plague- stricken city, gilding the changing woods and mountain peaks with ruddy light the river mirrored back the gorgeous sky and moved in billows of liquid gold the very air seemed lighted up with heavenly fires, and sparkled with myriads of luminous particle*, as I gazed my last upon the beau- tiful scene. The tow-line was now attached from our ship to the British America, and in company with two other vessels we followed fast In her foaming wake. Day liagered on the horizon just long enough to enable me to examine, with deep interest, the rocky heights of Abraham, the scene of our Immortal Wolfe's victory and death and when the twilight faded into night, the moon rose in solemn beauty, and cast mys- terious gleams upon the strange landscape. The wide river, flowing rapidly between its rugged banks, rolled in inky blackness be- neath the overshadowing crag^ while the waves in mid-channel flashed along in daz zling light, rendered more Intense by the surrounding darkness. In this luminous track the huge steamer glided majestically forward, flinging showers of red earth stars from the funnel into the clear air, and look- ing like some fiery demon of the night en- veloped in smoke and flime. The lofty groves of pine frowned down in hearse-like gloom upon the mighty river, and the deep stillness of the night, broken alone by its hoarse wailiogs, filled my mind with sad forebodings â€" alas 1 too prophetic of the future. Keenly, for the first time, I felt that I was a stranger in a strange land my heart yearned intensely for my absent home. Home the word had ceased to belong to the present â€" it was doomed to live forever In the past for what emigrant ever regarded the country of hb exile as his home To the land he has left, that name belongs forever, and In no Instance does he beetow it upon another. " I have got a letter from home I" " I have seen a Mend from home " " I dreamt last night that I was at home 1 " are expressions of every day occurrence, to prove that the heart acknowledges no other home than the land of Its birth. From these sad reveries I was roused by the hoarse notes of the bagpipe. That weU- knawn sound brought every Scotchman on the desks of the other vessels. Determined not to be outdone, our fiddlers took up the â- toain, and a lively oohtest ensnea be- tween the rival mnsioians, which con- The City of the Dead. They do neither plight nor wed In the city of the dead, In the city where they sleep away the hours. But they lie, while o'er them range Winter blight and summer change, And a hundred happy whisperings ot flowers. No, they neither wed nor plight, And the day Is like the night. For their vision U of other kind than onn. They do neither sing nor sigh In that burgh of by-and-bye. Where the streets have grasses growings cool and long But they rest within their bed, Leaving all their their thoughts unsaid. Deeming silence better far than song. No, they neither sigh or sing, Though the robin be a- wing. Though the leaves of autumn march a mil. lion strong. There is only rest and peace .: In the City of Surcease, From the failings and the wailings 'neath the sun, And the wings of the swift years Beat but gently o'er the biers. Making music to the sleepers everyone. There is only peace and rest But to them it seemeth best, For they lie at ease and know that life ii done. â€"Richard F, Burton in the Century. Girls and Boys of Boyalty. Princess Irene of Hesse, who has recently been married to Prince Henry of Prussia, is the third daughter of the late Princess Alice of England, the third child of Queen Victoria. She hais the brightness and accom- plishments which distinguish the women of. the family and is said to be a good artist, a finished musician and a pleasing writer. It is a singular fact that the women have always been superior to the men in British royalty. Queen Elizabeth, the last of the Tudors, was one of the strongest rulers Eng- land ever had. Queen Anne, the last sove- reign of the house of Stewart, whose reign was made brilliant by the victories of Marl- borough and Prince Eugene, had some excel- lent qualities. In the Brunswick line of the Guelphs the superiority of the females over the males has been strongly marked. The four Georges were either weak almost to imbecility or otherwise worthless. William IV. was a nonentity on the throne. Victoria is a woman of ability and accomplishments, and is a • stronger ruler than all her Gaelph prede- cessors would have made put together. The destinction has been continued in her children. The Princess Royal, now Dowager Empress of Germany, is a bright, intel- lectual and gifted woman. Alice, the Grand Duchess of Hesse and mother of the new bride, Princess Irene, was remarkable for her attainments as an artist, an author and a musician. Princess Louise, the wife of the Marquis of Lome, is wilful, but in every' respect the " better horse " of the team. Helene and Beatrice would both be women of mark If they were not Princesses. â€" [New York World. What " Six Sermons" Did. If a good deed shines In this wicked world â- ' like a candle In the darkness, a good book shines as a light-house. When Dr. Lsrman Beecher published his " Six Sermons on In- temperance," he thought they might do a little good work in Connecticut, but the " Sermons" have wrought great deeds among all English-speaking peoples. A copy of the " Sermons" found their way ., into the house of a drunken Scotch cobbler, James Stirling, of Mllngavle. One Satur- day night, on returning home from the pub- lic house, where he had been carousing, he overheard his wife reading, as her ens- ' tom was, a chapter of the New Testament to v the children. The chapter was the twenty-fifth of Matthew, in which Is the parable of our Lord concerning the separating the sheep ' from the goats. " Will father be a goat, mother?" asked the youngest boy, looking up into his • mother's face. The poor woman was be- wildered by the boy's question, but the drunken father, who had overheard it, was ' struck with shame and remorse. He tossed upon his bed that night, and slept but little, for his heart was troubled. The next day, being ashamed to goto church, he stayed at home. Seeking for some book to read, that he might get away from him- self, he discovered the " Six Sermons on ' Intemperance." He read them they seem- ed to have been written for him alone^ Then and there he formed the resolution to drink neither beer nor spirits. He attended a temperance meeting a few nights later, and publicly signed the pledge. Off ran one of his sens, as fast as his legs could carry him, to his sick mother with the news. " Mother I" he shouted, as he rushed to the bedside, " father has just put down his name, and the minister hs.8 put down his name, and they're all putting down their names." " Thank God 1" exclaimed the mother. Her tears stopped her doxolocnr. " If he -;' has signed, he'll keep it," she added. " Yea, he'll keep it," and her face flushed with the dawn of better days. " I'll sign it, too, and ye must all sign it, for the set tinie to favor us has come." It had coine. From ihat evening Stirling worked with diligence at his trade and with enthusiasm to promote the cause of temper- ance and religion. Mach to Be Thankfal For, After All. A female Mark Tapley, after a life of toO, found herself an Inmate of an almshouse. Reviewing her trials, she said her husband had abmwd her, often beat her, but the Lord was good aiid took him away. When her son grew up he also was unkind and abusive, Imt the Lord was still meroifol and carried him off With an attack of pnenmonis^ She had much to be thankful for in her old age she hai two teeth Itfc, and thanked the Lord diey were opposite each otiier. 1 ..." • ;.i ::-i â-  â-  1 I rum} • %- m. aMtMmMk fe'a^^ia^ 'â- ' r^-S^aSF'S^i: i^-ii'-^"^-'"' " â- â- .'.-i*ir' iiiXA (*6

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