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Crouchman, Captain R. Stephens, Miss C. E. Winnett, Miss N. Smith, British and Foreign Bible Society, London City Mission, Mrs. A. Crooker, Miss Sherman, Miss Martin, Miss Harriss, Mr. C. J. Muller, Mr. S. Langridge, Mr. R. Gilpin, Miss Atkinson, Mr. J. Thompson, Miss E. Bolton, Miss S. Robinson, Mr. G. Newman, Mrs. Riches, Mrs. Brunton.

FROM THE FOLLOWING LADIES AND FRIENDS AT BARROW-IN-FURNESS:

Miss Jeavons, Miss Fielden, Mrs. Simpson, Miss Niven, Mrs. Davies, Miss Manders, Mrs. Saddler, Mrs. Page, Mr. Workman, Mr. J. Wright, Mr. Bird, Mrs. Vale, Mrs. Ramsden, Mr. Holmes, Mrs. Sugden, Mr. Elm, Mr. Luke, Mrs. Troughton, Mr. Walters, Mr. Jones, Mr. Coomber, Mr. Barrett, Mr. Marsden, Mr. Smith, Mr. Graveson, Mr. Irving, Mr. Morpeth, Mrs. Sonniland, Mrs. Fillingham.

men.

We are indebted not only to the young ladies of the bazaar, but to the young Of these Dr. Clemance has a noble band. Mr. Rook, the accomplished organist, who, if not in his teens, is still young, did good service, with those who gave us Haydn's "Toy Symphony." So did Mr. Jones, who knows how to do business. As to Mr. Bell, he has a voice like a bell, and he used it well. We understand that his citadel has already been taken, and when he formally gives the golden key (ring) to the fair conqueror, we shall be glad to present him with a volume of Chart and Compass, which is acknowledged on all hands to be not. unworthy of the parlour table. While our Treasurer and Secretary (Messrs. Lloyd and Griffin) proved worthy representatives of this Camberwell Auxiliary, a gifted young artist, with Mr. Edwards, who retains a warm affection for his old home, and the other volunteer stewards, rendered valuable assistance.

A Christmas Tree will be held at the Sailors' Institute, when some of the smaller things will be sold off.

The Directors hope to be able to announce shortly that there will be a supplementary bazaar held in another part of London, when they hope the many things left over will be sold to the great advantage of the Society.

Lady Brassey's gift of the picture of the "Sunbeam" was, by the suggestion of Mrs. Hoskins, bought in for our Sailors' Reading Room. Five shillings to a penny subscription soon accomplished this object.

We have for sale a few splendid copies of the Voyage of the Sunbeam, bearing the autograph of the distinguished voyager and writer.

Encouraging letters have been received. Mr. Samuel Robinson, of Hamburg, wrote "Many thanks for your kind invitation to the bazaar. I should have had much pleasure in being present if time had been at my disposal. I have sent you I P.0.0. from myself, with my very best wishes for the success of the bazaar."

And another good Mr. Robinson, but of Belfast :-" 'I must thank you for the Chart and Compass which you have so kindly sent during the past year. I enclose herewith Postal Order for 12s. 6d., viz., Ios. as a donation to the bazaar (which I understand opens in a day or two), and 2s. 6d. for the Chart and Compass. I am sorry that the amount is so small, but there are so many calls upon us, and we like to aid, so far as we can, any good work; and I suppose every little is a help to the bazaar. I shall always be glad to receive the Magazine, which is always of considerable interest to us."

LETTER FROM HER MAJESTY THE QUEEN. IR,-I have had the honour of laying before the Queen your letter of the 8th inst., and the enclosed circular from Mr. Banks. Her Majesty, who well remembers her early days at Ramsgate, learnt with great sorrow the details of the calamity which befel the fishermen of that place on the 14th of October, and sincerely sympathises with the widows and children. who have been left destitute by the disaster. The Queen commands me to inform you that Her Majesty will be happy to contribute fifty pounds to the fund you are raising for their relief.—I have the honour to be, sir, your obedient servant,

PERHAPS no storm was ever more violent in its career of destruction, than that which raged in nearly all parts of the united kingdom, and on the high seas, on the 14th and 15th of October, 1881; carrying sorrow, death, and bereavement, in its sweeping rage, filling many homes with deep lamentation, and numerous hearts with sorrow. On the land tearing up trees by their roots, levelling buildings, blowing down stacks of chimneys, and various other damages to property, by its destructive blast; while on the sea it dismantled ships of their masts, stripped many of their canvas; numbers parted from their anchors, so that they drifted out to sea as helpless hulks to the mercy of the raging billows, and greedy sea; whilst others foundered near the shore, their crews going down with them. Many a robust sailor's heart failed him, whilst he was driven to his wits end, as the mountainous waves sounded their hoarse roar, and the wind howled its requiem over its drowned and drowning shipmates.

No less than forty-five shipwrecked sailors were landed at this port, from Friday the 14th, to Sunday the 16th ultimo. They were from the following ships, (all of which were total wrecks) fifteen Lascars rescued by the lifeboat "Bradford," from the ship "Ganges," of London, wrecked on the Goodwin Sands, and brought ashore in a very distressed and exhausted condition; eight from the "Sisters," of Guernsey, taken off the sinking vessel by the brave crew of the fishing smack "Prince of Wales" of Ramsgate; six seamen being the crew of the "Chilian," of Sunderland, (Captain J. Bruce) were rescued from their perilous condition by the gallant fishermen of the smack "Rialto," of Ramsgate; and last, though by no means least, sixteen from the s.s. "Countess of Durham,” of Sunderland, who were saved from their foundering ship through the indomitable courage, and intrepidity of the crew of the fishing smack "Reliance," of Rams

gate, about forty miles off the Texel. These were all quartered at our Sailors Home, where every attention was given to their wants by the superintendent, matron, and assistants. All those who needed them, were supplied with dry clothes, food, and such other comforts as their circumstances required. It was quite heart rending to hear some of their sad tales of sorrow. Quote a few words from the statement `of the Captain of the "Countess of Durham ”—“I have been at sea now for fifty-two years, but never before experienced such a hurricane, and indeed it was nothing less. Oh, the suspence of that sad hour when we expected to go to the bottom of the sea. We were all married men (but one), having large families; had we have all been lost, it would have added sixty widows and orphans to the list of those needing succour. But imagine the joy when we saw the fishing smack baring down to us; but our fear was, she would not be able to do anything, as the sea was actually mad at this time; the howling of the wind, and roaring of the billows, drowned the sound of the human voice, so that not a single word could be heard from the ship to the smack, and we had to make each other understand as best we could by signals. Oh, sir, the gallantry of those brave fishermen will never be forgotten by me, nor my crew, for unto God, we owe our deliverance from a watery grave, and present existence, to their good seamenship, and the way in which they manouvred their cockle shell of a boat. It is a deed that I cannot speak too highly of, and it ought to be made known the wide world over. At 3.30 p.m., on Sunday the 16th, a special thanksgiving service was held in the Sailors' Church, at which nearly all the shipwrecked seamen (excepting the Lascars) attended. It was our prayerful endeavour to speak a few earnest, but kind and comforting words, suitable to the occasion, of which the following is an outline, based on the following words :

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Forget not all His benefits

Who redeemeth thy life from destruction" (Psa. ciii. 2—4. This psalm if full of adoration, praise, and thanksgiving. We are brought together this afternoon my brethren, under very peculiar circumstances, and truly, many of you here present may say in the language of the Psalmist, "Forget not all His, " etc.

(To be continued.)

THE MESSMATES.

Written for Chart and Compas by Vice-Admiral J. R. Ward.
As Joe and I, one midnight watch,

Walked to and fro' the deck,
The bright stars shining overhead,
Our good ship but a speck

Upon the ocean's bosom vast,

My thoughts on home were backward cast,
And I thought of those I had left behind,
Of their cheery looks and voices kind,
And the happy days with them I had passed.

What ails you, friend? said Joe to me,
You seem as if you had

Some weighty matter on your mind;
What makes you look so sad ?

Well, Joe, to tell the truth, I thought

Upon that time, with blessings fraught
When 'neath my parents' home I dwelt,
Who loved me, and for whom I felt

I ne'er could love them as I ought.

Since then I have sailed the earth around
And have to manhood grown,

And never, in the whole wide world,
Such love as theirs have known.

Cheer up, said Joe, nor look so glum,
But think of the happy days to come,
When we, paid off and again on shore,
Will merry be as heretofore,

With Poll and Bess, and pipe and rum.

Nay, Joe, no more will I pleasure find
In profligacy wild,

In the midst of which I have often thought
Of my mother's warning, mild,

And I have seemed to hear her voice so kind,
Telling me that I ne'er would find

True happiness in sinful ways,

Or conscience clear or length of days,
If to those precepts blind.

She told me of a Saviour's love

To sinners such as me,

Who would that every child of man
Eternal life might see;

Who gave Himself to death that we

From death's dark realm should rescued be,
And saved from grief, remorse, and pain,
And cleansed from every earthly stain,
Should rest in Him eternally.

And now I firmly am resolved

To turn a deafened ear

To sin's seductive, honied voice,

And a safer course to steer,

For this troubled life will soon have passed,
And we be called to breathe our last!
What profit then to you or I,*

If, when our time shall come to die,
We find from heaven we are outcast?

* "For what shall it profit a man, if he gain the whole world, and lose his own soul." (St. Mark viii., verse 38).

EDITOR'S NOTES AND NOTICES.

Chart and Compass Almanac for 1882, price One Penny, is now ready. It contains a central picture of the Sunbeam in a storm, from Lady Brassey's Storm and Sunshine; also smaller pictures, a text for every day in the year, and much other information.

Subscriptions are now due for Chart and Compass for 1881, and for 2s. 6d. we will forward during 1882 a monthly copy to almost any part of the world.

Articles are in type from Captain Custard, Library Agent; Mr. Hitchen (Hamburg), Mr. Ellis (Holyhead), Miss Wilson, H. T. Miller (Ontario), but must stand over till next issue. Letters and other matter are also waiting.

We hope another time, when our much respected friend, the Rev. John Macredy, of Belfast, does the grand tour through Europe, Egypt, the Nile, Palestine, with all that glorious historic East, he will take us with him as his chaplain. According to the lectures he has since given, he has the power to see and to say.

Right glad are we to see our worthy Secretary of the Swansea Branch, Mr. Alderman Davis, recently elected Mayor. We hope to see more than ever the graduates of old ocean filling municipal and imperial positions of trust. The Treasurer of our Dover Branch, Mr. Councillor Bradley, is also elected to the Mayoralty of that ancient town. While an old friend of our Gravesend Mission

and a sailor, too, Mr. Martin, has just passed the chair. We want Christian men and friends of seamen to fill all these posts of honour. Three cheers to them.

We beg to call attention to the Rev. R. Ward's School advertisement. It was our pleasure to be pursuing collegiate studies at the same institution with him. As committng children to others is of such a serious and responsible nature, parents should be careful to choose those who have status and who are thoroughly trustworthy.

We are glad to report the recovery of our good Brother Lonsdale.

Spurgeon's Morning by Morning and Evening by Evening. Our dear wife a few hours before she departed, said, "You take these books, they have been greatly blessed to me, you read them."

She also said to me just a few days before she died, "I wish I could write a testimonial for E. Chapman & Co., I don't know what I should have done without my koumiss." I have no hesitation in saying that the koumiss, especially at the stage when it was most needed, prolonged her life. And what, perhaps, is of scarcely secondary importance, it prevented much distressing pain. Dr. Mowbray Henderson, who attended her with great skill and consideration, also endorses what I now say. For many days I closely observed its soothing and strengthening effect. When all solids were rejected, koumis was generously received. When liquids, such as wines and beef-tea even, would produce instant vomitings and convulsive pains, koumiss to the last hour wonderfully sustained her sinking nature. It made many an hour pleasurable instead of painful to those who had to watch and wait. I say this merely that other sick ones may be comforted by Mr. Chapman's koumiss, 10, Duke Street, W. (See advt.)

CARES AND PRAYERS.

(Sent for Chart and Compass by Mrs. (DEAN) GOODE.)

LEARN to entwine with your prayers the small cares, the trifling sorrows, the little wants of daily life. Whatever affects you—be it a changed look, an altered tone, an unkind word, a wrong, a wound, a demand you cannot meet, a sorrow you cannot disclose-turn it into prayer, and send it up to God. Disclosures you may not make to man you can make to the Lord. Men may be too little for your great matter; God is not too great for your small ones. Only give yourself to prayer, whatever be the occasion that calls for it.

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