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13. Strive to preserve a praying mind through the day; not only at the usual and stated period, but everywhere, and at all times, and in all companies. This is your best preservative from error, weakness, and sin.

JESUS IS THE PRINCE OF PEACE.

By His life He preached it.

By taking our nature and dying He made it.
At His death He bequeathed it.

By His Spirit He imparts it.

And at His second coming it shall be fully and eternally enjoyed.

RICHES.

A MAN that depends on the riches and honours of this world, forgetting God and the welfare of his soul, is like a child that holds a fair apple in his hand, of agreeable exterior, promising goodness, but within 'tis rotten and full of worms.

THE PILGRIM'S SONG.-(With Music.)
RISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings,
Thy better portion trace;

Rise from transitory things

Towards Heav'n thy native place.

Sun and moon, and stars decay,

Time shall soon this earth remove;

Rise, my soul, and haste away
To seats prepared above.

Rivers to the ocean run,

Nor stay in all their course:
Fire ascending seeks the sun,

Both speed them to their source.
So a soul that's born of God,
Pants to view his glorious face;
Upward tends to his abode,

To rest in his embrace.

Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn,
Press onward to the prize;
Soon the Saviour will return
Triumphant in the skies.
Yet a season, and we know
Happy entrance will be given;

All our sorrow left below

And earth exchanged for heaven.

-Anon.

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Juvenile Biography.

IN remembrance of Margaret, the much loved daughter and only child of Richard and Mary Ibbotson, of Grassington, who died November 24, 1865, aged four years and six months.

Margaret was indeed a lovely child, both in person and disposition, and had won her way into all hearts in this neighbourhood. She had been taught by Christian parents from early infancy to lisp her Saviour's praise, and it was their delight to train her feet to walk in the right way.

She loved Sunday to come, calling it "Chapel day;" also she loved the Sabbath school, where she was regarded with affection by her teacher and little companions.

Margaret was a fine, healthy, active child up to her late illness, and her wit and liveliness were a source of delight to her friends, being always sweetly natural and in keeping with her age.

After the first week of her illness, hopes were entertained of her recovery, but diphtheria gave place to measles, which took a wrong course, and after another anxious week of hope and fear, dear little Margaret breathed her last in her mother's arms.

She was really like a flower broken off while in the bud, and as we looked on the sweet face asleep in Jesus, we thought

"And this is death, how cold and still,

And yet how lovely it appears.

Too cold to let the gazer smile,

But far too beautiful for tears."

In thus having to part with their only lamb, Mr. and Mrs. Ibbotson have a great trial to bear, but they sorrow not without hope, for they believe

"She is not dead, the child of our affection,

But gone unto that school,

Where she no longer needs our poor protection,

Where Christ himself doth rule.

"Safe from temptation, safe from sin's pollution :
She lives whom we call dead."

Her remains were interred at Linton Church, attended by a large number of teachers, members, and friends; and while

the solemn words of the funeral service were being read over her grave, and the dark, damp evening was setting in, we felt the cheering hope that "when Christ, who is our life, shall appear, then shall we also appear with Him in glory." EMMA WHITEHEAD.

EMILY, the daughter of Robert and Ann Maxwell, of Winksley, Ripon Circuit, commenced life's journey on the 29th of February, 1856, and reached the goal on the 5th of December, 1865. She was a very affectionate child; seldom was she heard to complain about anything, and her solicitude for any helpless creature, even dumb animals, was remarkable. She began to attend our Sabbath school when little more than three years of age, and her attendance up to the last Sabbath of her mortal life was very regular. As her father is the superintendent of the school, and the leader of the society, he, with his partner, honour God in their family by regularly praying with and for the children committed to their trust.

On the morning of the day on which she expired, she appeared a little out of health, but her mother did not apprehend the least danger, and left her with her sisters for a few hours; but when she returned she saw a great change for the worse, medical aid was immediately called in, but it was of no avail. A little before she fell asleep, she lifted her arms, and looking up towards the ceiling of the room, said, with joy in her countenance, "See! see!" and left the world below. W. BENNETT.

MARY ELIZABETH METCALFE, of Ripon, departed this life on the 10th of December, 1865, aged five years and ten months. She had the great advantage of having parents who feared God, and taught their children both by precept and example the way in which they should go; and also this little child was taught in our Sabbath school to love the Saviour, and shun the paths of sin. And as her teacher on work days cared for the souls of the young immortals committed to her charge, she was constantly surrounded by virtuous influences; and the faculties of her mind began to develope themselves very early, while her conversation was more frequently on religious subjects than

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