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“ If you insist, he cannot go as a criminal. Give him to me, and I will send a man to go and return with him.”

These high officials, who had most solemnly declared, over and over again, that Ingo was not now in their hands, sent out and brought him in to them. After some questions to him by Mr. Doolittle, before them all, as to his treatment, they put him into a chair and brought him home in triumph. We all cried with joy when we saw him. But, oh ! how dirty and distressed he did look! The next day he and his wife came to thank us ; they also called on Mr. and Mrs. Doolittle, and the Consul and his wife, earnestly thanking them for their efforts to release him.

He was quite lame when he first came back, but he is now looking quite himself again. He said that when he prayed in the prison, those who had him in charge said: “ He is crazy ; we must tie him up tighter.”

I have thus entered into the details of this sad story, to show the injustice of Chinese laws, and the utter cruelty and want of truthfulness of Chinese officials. These Chinese officials,—the highest mandarins in that city of 600,000 people,-did not feel the least shame in proving themselves that they lied. There are some people in this country who are wont to speak in words of praise of Chinese law and government. Such people know not of what they speak, for the truth is that the Chinese Government is one of the greatest systems of oppression ever concocted.

From Pekin, we have direct information confirming almost every item of the telegram, stating the hostile attitude of the Government to all mission work.

A new code of regulations has just been adopted at the Tsung-li-yamen for the better government of native Christians. A copy has been sent to the different legations, the principal feature being that Christians shall be enrolled and placed under a special officer ;" which means simply that a man shall be placed over them to “squeeze" and persecute them.-New York Methodist.


Bunyan and his Blind Ehild.

HE name of Bunyan will bring to the mind

of most of our readers, the remembrance of much pleasure on reading that delightful book, "The Pilgrims Progress," written by him. But while we are well ac

quainted with the book he wrote, we are, y probably, not so well acquainted with his

life. When we read and study a book we should desire to know about him who wrote the book, and study him too. Bunyan was born at Elstow, near Bedford, in 1628. In his early life he was a wild and wicked man: but every now and then, in his quiet moments, he had serious thoughts about his sinful life, and what it might lead him to it he continued as he was. His wife was a plain, and pious woman, and exerted a great influence over him. His marriage was the turning point of his life; though he sometimes still broke out into great excesses of wickedness, yet the Spirit of God never seemed to leave him, and he was gradually led to see himself a great sinner, to repent of his sins, and to believe on Jesus Christ, and then become a happy and earnest child of God. After this he was always full of zeal and courage in working with all his might in preaching the Gospel of Christ, and trying to bring sinners to God.


As the times in which he lived were very unfavourable to the spread of religion, he had much trouble on account of his earnest Christianity, and at length his enemies put him into prison. Yet even in prison he could not be idle; besides thoroughly studying Luther on the Galatians, Foxe's Book of Martyrs, and his Bible, he wrote the first part of his “ Pilgrim's Progress." He was also in the habit of making stay-laces with his blind daughter, and selling them at the door of his prison, to passers by, for the support of his family. Thus we find him diligent in business, fervent in spirit, serving the Lord. Barlow, Bishop of Lincoln, has had the credit of liberating him, but this is incorrect : it was brought about through a religious and political agitation, which resulted in the release of the Quakers and many other sufferers. After his liberation, he preached in many places, amongst others in Zoar chapel, Southwark, London. He died in August 1688, aged sixty years, and his torab is to be seen in Bunhill Fields Cemetery, City Road, London. We would earnestly recommend our young friends to read his biography very carefully, and strive to imitate him in his love to God, his holy life after

his conversion, his earnest and untiring efforts to do good, and his undaunted bravery in the service of his God.

T. J. B.

ways of sin

The Pleasaut day.
ER ways are ways of pleasantness, and
all her paihs are peace,” says the in-
spired Word. Whose ways ? Not the

; not the paths of a wicked world, but the paths of Wisdom. Her To way is a pleasant way. What makes a way pleasant ?

One thing is a good guide. A few years ago a traveller stopped at one of

the hotels at the White Mountains. After dinner, he said he wanted to climb the mountains, and spend the night on the top. There is a strong stone house on the highest peak, pinned to the rocks by iron girders, called the Tip-top house, where you can see one of the broadest landscapes in the world ; and if you pass the night there, a most glorious sunset and sunrise. “ You'll need a guide,” said the hotel-keeper.

“ No," said the traveller, “I can pick out my own way alone.”

“ If night should overtake you in the passes, you are likely to get bewildered ; and if you don't reach the house, you'll perish with the cold,” said hotel-keeper.

“Trust me, I shall reach the Tip-top before sunset," said the gentleman, taking his cane and starting off. “I'll be my own guide.” He did not return the next day, or the next, or the next, and the hotel-keeper thought he might have found and joined a company on the summit from the other side of the


mountains, and gone back with them. At last letters from his friends came, inquiring his whereabouts. It was evident then that he had never reached home. Was he lost among the mountains ? Search was made for the missing man, but no clue to him was found. Was he devoured by wolves? Was he precipitated down some deep ravine, where the boldest hunter never ventured ? The next year, a party climbing round the dreary summit, stumbled over a dead body lying among the rocks. It was the poor missing traveller. He had nearly reached the top, when losing his way, and unable to find it without a proper guide, he must have wandered off, and perished with fatigue and cold.

The “pleasant way” is provided with a good guide; that guide is the Bible. It knows where danger lies, and tells you how to avoid it.

When the path is narrowest, it points you where to step and find sure footing. It lifts you up the steep places, and brings you safely along. It does not carry you almost there, and then leave you to take your chance of getting through. It stands by you till the end, and if you follow it, you will never, never perish.

Another thing which makes a way pleasant is good company. That, I am sure, is to be found in Wisdom's ways. Here are the angels. These are “ministering spirits ;" and though they do not talk to us, they are ever doing something to make the way more pleasant. There is the sweet society of the Lord Jesus, always speaking precious words of comfort and counsel. And lest we should feel lonely and get afraid of being left, for some stray off from the “pleasant way,” He whispers," I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee." Then there are Peace, and Faith, and Joy, and Love, and Hope, and Humility, who are always where Jesus is; so that if we have His company, we are sure of theirs ; and more delightful society cannot be found on earth. It is a taste of heaven. And God himself is there ; for the Son of God, speaking of those in the “pleasant way,” says, “My Father will love him, and we wil

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