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truth," he added very seriously. "Wouldn't you enjoy this money more if it bought you cakes and candies and fishingrods? Don't some one make you give it away?"

"No indeed, Uncle; no one even asks

I love me to give it, but

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give it. You know, uncle and Harry spoke reverently Jesus Christ

me by your example, my boy. Mr. Day, the deacon, was over here yesterday, asking me to give something to the Missions, and I told him I couldn't afford it. You just run over and tell him to put down my name for five pounds."

Gladly Harry skipped away on his errand, and Uncle Ben stood watching the pretty "misgavesionary rabbits" which, with their master, had taught him a lesson of charity and selfdenial.-S. §. V.

His own life for us."
"Ah, Harry ! we forget that
You have reproved

too often.

THE CHILD PREACHER IN INDIA.

GA'AM," said a little girl in India, recently con

veited, to the wife of the missionary, "ma'am, I have many words to say. I am a Christian. I know Jesus, and love Him. My people are heathen. They worship idols. They know nothing of Jesus. My grandmother is a very old woman; she will not live long, and I want to tell her before she dies that it is a faithful saying that Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners.'”; to

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But, Jane, your people are far away. How can you tell them all this P ”Enchi oda um? ¿berra steds ago "Ma'am, this is what I wish to say. I am strong enough to walk now, and I have a great desire to go. Ma'am, will you let me go ?” Taupo Jončanu. 414m linda odu *ilist ta“ Jane, I am a little afraid. You are but a young girl. Your people are all idolaters. They may try to keep you, and persuade you again to bow down to an image."

Calm and firm, she said, "No, ma'am, you must not fear that. I will never worship an idol again."

"You think so now, dear Jane; but they may be very angry and beat you."

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"I will ask Jesus to keep me, and help me to bear the beating, and I know He will. Please, ma'am, let me go. In fourteen days I will come back again; so please, maʼam, let me go."

This could not be withstood. Jane was allowed to go, and an old Christian man going that way was requested to take charge of her.

Jane was again and again reminded that it was only by "looking up to Jesus" she could hope to stand firm.

On the fourteenth day she returned. With a gladsome face and quick step she sought for her who was indeed to her a mother.

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Salaam, ma'am; just in time," was the first salutation, "Just in time for what, Jane ?"

"To tell my grandmother about Jesus. She was very sick when I reached her home, and I sat down and told her all about it. She did not seem to know at first what I meant; but she lived three days, and I prayed for her, and talked to her, when she could bear it; and, oh, maʼam ! I hope she is saved. A little before she died, she said, "I do believe in Jesus.' Would not He save her, ma'am ?"

Late in the day, and weak as was that poor old woman's faith, who shall say it was not equal to his who said, "Lord, remember me ?" And if so, may we not hope that she has entered the kingdom of heaven P

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DARE say many of you would like to know some

thing about the good man whose portrait appears above. Well, he is a Madagascar minister, and joint

pastor with the Rev. W. E. Cousins, of a church of more than six hundred members. He was one of those who suffered for the sake of Christ; but his sufferings were not nearly so severe as were the fiery trials through which some of his brethren had to pass. Indeed, he seems to have met his trials without much concern, as things to be expected from the course he had taken; and while his hope was in God, that He would preserve him, he exercised his judgment under every difficulty, and by a presence of mind which every one does not possess, he adopted in the moment of danger such simple means of preservation as must have confounded his adversaries, and were the means of saving his own life. A short account of him, first given by himself in his own language, will show you how God sometimes prepares His servants for work in His vineyard, without either schools or colleges such as you have in England. It was given partly in writing and partly in answer to questions put to him.

ANDRIAMBELO'S STORY.

"I was born about the year 1832. I lived for about fifteen years without caring for the salvation of my soul. In the year 1847 one of the Christians lived in the same house with myself; but, though he was called a Christian, his life was not a very good one he did not live according to the Gospel; so that at that time I did not see the good of Christianity. But soon

after this he became a better Christian, and lived according to the Gospel. When I saw that, I began to go to the secret meetings held by the Christians at night for reading the Scriptures and prayer. 1 continued to attend those meetings for some months, when, at length, I and a number of young men of about my own age resolved to have a meeting of our own. We

had reading and prayer, with conversation and singing, too, in the daytime mostly; but we conducted that meeting sometimes as if we were not quite serious, for we sometimes had a dinner or feast, that people might think we were not in earnest about religion. But when we were not observed, our meetings were conducted with more solemnity, and I think we improved a little under the preaching there, such as it was. The elder Christians warned us of our danger in having singing and making so much noise in our meetings; so we took good

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even of each other. But I soon began again to unite with others, and to read and pray with them, and to speak to them according to the little knowledge I had; and the Christians liked my preaching, and they requested me to be baptized; but I was not anxious about this. On the 25th December, 1849, I was baptized, and commemorated the death of the Lord, and I continued to address the Christians from time to time, and many came to hear. At this time I was indeed very poor. I had no cloth but a hempen one, yet I ofttimes went from place to place, teaching, and breaking bread, from month to month, that the people might enjoy the feast of the Lord. On those occasions we met on a Saturday evening (in the principal meeting), and spent the whole night in reading, singing, &c., and at about five o'clock in the morning we kept the feast of the Lord; and then, in the course of the forenoon I went to four or five other more private houses in Antananarivo to break bread, so that some in each place, who were afraid to attend the larger meeting, and some whose secret profession of Christianity was

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