passed slowly down, having still to knock off the weasels which were trying to climb up, and aiming, as he thought, at his neck and face. They did not however, get higher than his waist. He struggled with them about five minutes before he got to the end of the wall, and met with a much more fierce and active attack as he came to the end. Their numbers greatly increased, and thcy were in array at the end of the wall, some on the ground, some on the wall at the end, as if they were ready to leap. He was forced to take his stand, for he could not possibly proceed. Their fury became still greater. He kicked one with his foot into the river, about two yards from the bank; but it swain out, shook itself, and renewed the attack. He was now so surrounded with them, that it was some minutes before he could advance from the end of the wall. But by stamping with his foot, and knocking off with his hand, he got forward by degrees ; and as he ran towards the bridge, their numbers began to decrease. When he had got fifty yards from the wall, he looked back, but could not see any of them. His trowsers were very much torn, and the blood drawn in many places by their claws : but they did not bite him; which he thinks was owing to their always aiming at the higher part of his body.

My readers may perhaps think that this story is too wonderful to be believed ; but I can assure them it is quite true. And there is one useful lesson, which I think they may learn from the weasels; -the duty of brotherly love. This large family of weasels had most likely come down from a wood nigh at hand, and had taken shelter in the wall, in order to go forth and feed upon the grass in the hay-field. One member suffers from an enemy, and directly the whole family suffer with it, and are in a stir. Do not suppose for a moment, that I would have you like the weasels, to attack and revenge ; no,“ vengeance is mine, I will repay, saith the Lord.” We must bear with patience all our wrongs, like our lowly Saviour. All I wish to enforce, is a fellow-feeling; a due regard for each other's welfare; a careful watching over each other's comfort and safety; a weeping with those that weep." Behold, how good and pleasant a thing it is, for brethren to dwell together in unity !" Go then to the weasels; consider their ways, and be wise.

THE HEATHEN., I am going to relate a true story of a good little boy. There is a pretty village in the middle of England, where

the people did not know till lately of the 'sad state of the poor Black people, who live across the sea. Some months since, a gentleman, who lives in this village, sent some books to them, which told them a great deal about the bad way in which these poor Black people live, for want of knowing better. How in some countries, the fathers and mothers drown their own little girls. How in others, they have a large brass figure, made quite hot with fire, and put their dear little babies into its arms; and then make a great noise with drums and truinpets, so that they may not hear the dear children's cries. And a great many more sad things. Now many of these books were sent amongst the people; and the gentleman said when he left the books, that his wife would call, and if any body liked to give a little money, in order that Clergymen may be sent to teach these poor people better, she would call every week. She does so, and the people have given her a nice little sum. One Monday morning a woman, who gives a penny every week, called upon the lady and said, that as she was going out, she had brought her penny: and (said she) “I am so pleased, M'am, for one of my little boys took up those books you left, and was so much taken with them; he said it was a sad thing to think of these poor people not knowing better : and, 'mother, (said he) you know I have some money for my work now; so I hope when the lady calls again, you will give her a penny for me.' So, m'am, (added the woman) I have brought my boy's penny, as well as my own; and you may be sure I am well pleased to do it." This little boy has paid a penny every week since: and there are two little girls in the same village who do the same.

SARAH AND ELLEN BAKER.

( Concluded from page 43.) One evening, some months after Sarah went, Ellen sat down by her little - fire, after putting the children to bed,

to mend a shirt of her father's. His habits of getting drunk, as is mostly the case, had gained so much ground upon him, that he now seldom came home sober: he was, however, this evening later than usual. Ellen finished her work, and looking at the clock, saw it was almost twelve. She opened the door to look if he was coming, but saw nothing. The night was cold and dark; so she offered up a prayer for his safety, took down her Bible, and for a short time all her earthly cares were soothed by the sweet comfort, which its inspired pages ever afford to the humble and believing

heart. The fire was nearly out, and her last bit of canale glimmered in the socket: $0 again commending all most dear to her to the care of Him, who seeth in darkness; and overcome by the toil of a day's hard labour, she sunk back in her chair and fell asleep. She was roused from her slumber by a knocking at the door ; and on running to open it, saw her father carried in betwixt two men. He had left the public-house very much in liquor; and unable to reach home, had fallen down in the street, and a coach had driven over him, and broken both his legs!

Ellen had him laid on the bed, and applied every thing she could think of to recover him from his senseless state; and begged the men, for pity's sake, to run for the surgeon of the Dispensary. When he came, he said that in John's state of body, if a fever came on, there was little chance of his mending. Ellen nursed him with the greatest care day and night; soothed the impatience of his temper; kept him clean and cool; gave him his medicine ; and complied in every thing with the orders of the surgeon. For a long time, however, he hung between life and death ; until at length, to prevent à mortification, one of his legs was obliged to be taken off. After this, he came round slowly in health, but was

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