walk slowly and quietly about the room, speaking softly and soothingly; but, on no account, sing loudly, or talk boisterously to it. If an infant's

sense of hearing is as delicate as its other senses, it must often be terribly annoyed by its nursemaid's noise and if, after all, the baby cries, what must you do? You must bear it; and, if it is only hungry, it will take no harm; if unwell, you would but add to its sufferings by feeding.

Suppose you take the other course, and, calling to Cook for the arrow-root, attempt to feed the baby: the child still cries, and, unaccustomed to the spoon, chokes and terrifies you. After all, you fail in quieting it, for it is not the comfort it wanted; and you feel you have broken a rule, and are dissatisfied and uneasy.

You can have no idea of the mischief that you may do, by once feeding a child unaccustomed to artificial food. I therefore warn you never to venture on any such a step, even if you are sure it would not hurt it. This certainly should make no difference, if your mistress has made a rule to the contrary: keep that rule. Would you not like the confidence of your mistress? If so, you must act so as to obtain it; and one such departure from rules in her absence, would shake that trust you are so anxious to obtain.

In conclusion, then, seek to have a conscience void of offence; always act as in the sight of God; and let this be your text: "Not with eye-service as menpleasers; but in singleness of heart, fearing God." Your sincere friend,

H. R. G.

PEDLARS AND TALLYMEN.

Ann. I wish, Jane, you had been here half-an-hour ago: a man called, who came from London, with such a collection of things! He had boxes filled with caps, frills, and flowers. I never saw so many smart things in my life.

Jane. I never buy any thing of those pedlars who travel about the country; we do not know who they are; they may be honest men, but they are very often otherwise besides, I do not wear smart things; for I do not think them becoming our station.

Ann. If by calling them not honest, you mean to say that they ask more than is right for their goods, I can assure you, that you are mistaken: look at this cap which I have bought, I only gave two shillings for it; the man declared it could not be made for the sum, and that it was the cheapest thing he had ever

sold.

Jane.-I am sure the man was not honest if he told you that, for the muslin it is made of is very coarse. Ann. But see it is trimmed with lace, and that was the reason I bought it.

Jane. It is so; but that lace is very bad, and will drop into holes when it has been washed once or twice.

Ann. I will agree to his being a very great cheat, if it does not wear well; for he told me it would. But now let me hear why you do not like smart things.

Jane.-I will tell you with pleasure. I think servants appear much more respectable, when they are plainly and neatly dressed; I have frequently heard my mistress say she always refuses girls who come for her place in finery, as she has very often found them to be dirty and untidy on their working days; and they think more of going out to shew themselves, than of doing their work well at home. Besides

that, I always endeavour to send something to my mother out of my wages, now that she is old and cannot work.

Ann. You make very good use of your money to be sure; but my mother does not want assistance, for she sometimes sends me a trifle.

Jane.-I should fear she distressed herself to do that; and, if she does not want now, she may some day. At any rate, a little money is always useful; so I would advise you to put all you can spare into the Savings-bank, where it will increase; and you can then take it out whenever you want it.

Ann. I will do so; for I feel quite dissatisfied with my cap, when I think what a much better use I might have made of my money.

My sister, who is in service in London, was taken in not long ago by one of those men, called tallymen, who go about to servants and poor people, to persuade them to buy drapery goods, and pay for them at so much a week. My sister bought some calico, a gown, and some stockings, but the things were mere rubbish ; and, instead of continuing to call weekly, the man, after a short time demanded all that was not paid, and as Susan did not want to have any trouble about it, she paid him; but she had much better gone to a respectable shop at first.

Jane. I never like to admit those pedlars into the house, for we know nothing about them; and, suppose they should be dishonest, and take away any thing belonging to our master or mistress, what could we say then? It is our fault if any thing goes in that way; and we are bound, you know, to protect whatever is committed to our care, and are therefore doing quite wrong if we suffer any thing to be lost through our negligence.

INSTRUCTIVE NARRATIVES.

A LEAF OF THE BIBLE BLESSED TO A YOUNG

SERVANT.

JOHN WILSON and his wife have long given a sad example of strifeful tongues. The duties of his little farm were conducted in a constant tempest of imprecation; and the mistress no less exemplified her alienation from peace by a series of contention and irritability. They were surrounded with bounties which were partaken in bitterness, so that every bestowment was changed in passing through their acceptance into food for the evil heart of unbelief.

Two sons placed out in business, and one daughter appenticed to an adjoining miller, composed their family. Little Anne had great docility of temper and timidity of manner, which were considered by her employers to arise from stupidity of intellect. Although relieved from the wretchedness and violence of her own home, the child had not fallen among those who estimated the value of souls.

The miller was a widower, and his elder sister had accepted the management of his household cares, and the conduct of a young family. Such was their avidity of gain, that the Sunday, under an appearance of decency, was as industriously subservient to worldly uses as every other day. What with watching the baked meats, attending to the children left at home, and walking out to shew the best bonnets of those who had not gone to church, Anne passed the Sabbath in as much ignorance of its privileges, as if she were in a land of idols. Wonderfully does the sequel manifest that scripture: "They shall come who were ready to perish."

Anne being sent to fetch a pound of butter, the chandler wrapped up her errand in a leaf of one of the gospels. He was a despiser of holy things, and had been in the practice of purchasing bibles from those who bartered the word of God for temporary conveniences, and of using his bargain as waste paper in the shop. As she sauntered across the fields, and down the close lane to the mill, Anne became attracted by the words of the torn chapter: she found them so full of interest, that, searching about to substitute a green cover, she folded the butter in a dockleaf, and rested on a bank till the whole portion was deciphered. When the page broke off, she remembered that time must have flown rapidly, and in great trepidation hurried home. Beyond her expectations, she got no scolding; her mistress was profitably busy in selling flour, and the miller too selfishly good-humoured to advocate domestic noise.

From that day, little Anne employed her utmost invention to procure a bible: the fragment of Divine truth had so deeply impressed her attention, that she sought earnestly to know more. These thoughts, however, were pondered in her heart; the daily uses of time allowed little leisure for speech, and those with whom she resided, offered no inducement for the sympathies of piety. By some means, of which I am not distinctly informed, the dear inquirer after Jesus procured a small bible; and from the moment that she attained her wish, every opportunity was improved to become acquainted with its contents. In external things, this acquisition made little difference in her circumstances; but its influence on her heart was> perceivable in the bias of her disposition. When her mistress would sneer at the pious apprentice, for her diligence in catching every spare moment to search