WHAT COULD MAKE YOU THINK OF US? IN Paris, a quiet and courageous attempt has been made to reach the chiffonniers (rag-gatherers), and God is granting success to the simple Christian woman who has taken the first step, and spends several hours in the week teaching the neglected children and heathen mothers some of the first steps to civilization and happiness, while the Sabbath afternoons are devoted to reading the Scriptures. This is received with the more willingness, as the teacher and her husband, who often joins her in the work, belong to the class of those who have to gain their daily bread. "What could make you, madame, think of us?" said a woman, melted to tears by some of the Saviour's blessed words. 'Monsieur, your religion must be good indeed to have led you here!” cried an old man to the husband. The place is so bad that the nuns had told some of the people that they would not come to see them in such a place! The landlord of the rows of sheds has been so pleased with the change already apparent in some of the inmates, that he encourages the work.-News of the Churches. A LITTLE GIRL'S PRAYER MEETING. A CHRISTIAN lady from France, who recently visited Fontainebleau, near Paris, asks prayer for the children, and says: "During the last fortnight of our stay here, twelve little girls, from eight to fifteen, met every evening with their schoolmistress and one or two friends, to pray for reviving grace on themselves and the, town. Some of them are lambs of the Saviour's fold. Six or eight, sometimes ten, of them prayed, and frequently with tears. Now these meetings are to continue twice a week." MISSIONARY NEWS Fate Island, South Seas. WE were close into Fate this morning, after a night's run from Eromanga. We approached this island with mingled emotions of fear and hope. Before we reached the island we heard that the teachers were all dead, and again we heard that they were all alive. Our minds were soon relieved by seeing a number of canoes come off from the shore, and among those on board of them the teachers could be recognised. The ship was brought to anchor in the large bay of Erakor, at the head of which the teachers reside, about two miles from the anchorage. The teachers were soon on board, and gave us the cheering information that they and their families were well, and much encouraged in their labours.-Rev. Mr. Geddie. Madagascar. THE tidings we have received respecting Madagascar during the last two months are in the highest degree encouraging. The statements made in former numbers, as to the friendly regard of the king towards his Christian subjects, have been more than confirmed; and every previous report of the increased numbers and devoted character of the native believers has been exceeded by what we have lately heard.-Missionary Chronicle. A Converted Basuto. FROM the first, Entuta paid great attention to the preaching of the gospel. He opened his mind to me a few days after he had heard a discourse on those words of Joshua: "As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord." "I have felt," said he to me, "that I should not be able long to conceal the change that God has wrought in me. Jesus Christ must be served openly; my conscience was awakened some months ago, when the Lord said to me, Entuta, how will you escape my wrath?' I tried at first to deceive him and deceive myself, and answered, 'I am so young, what harm can I have done? My assagai (spear) has never pierced a man. I eat the fruit of my own labour.' But the book of God convicted me of a lie; it says, 'Thou shalt not covet.' Then I understood that sin was in my soul. It says also: 'Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and him only shalt thou serve. I was convinced that all my life I had only loved myself; and as I wept in the bitterness of my soul, Jesus said, Come to me, thou who art weary and heavy laden, and thou shalt find the rest that thou seekest.' O, my shepherd, lay the yoke of Christ upon me; I will bear it publicly.' He was baptized soon afterwards, and took the name of Manoah.-Rev. E. Casalis, South Africa. A Missionary's Farewell. WE went on to the beach, where the boat was waiting for us, and there they hung on my neck; they kissed my hands; they wept and I wept; and I tore myself away from them. I shall not see them again, it may be, in this world, but I shall meet them again in yon blessed land, where death and parting shall be no more.-Rev. T. Adams, Friendly Islands. BOOKS. MINNIE AND KATIE: A True Story. London: J. Dolling, A simple story, for very young children, about two little girls, and the love shown to them by two companions. They were lovely and pleasant in their lives, and in death they were not divided."" CALL THINGS BY THEIR RIGHT NAMES. Edinburgh: T. Nelson and Sons. 24mo, 16 pages. Price One Penny. One of a useful series by "Cousin Kate." How much of mischief and hypocrisy,-how much of evil, is allowed to pass unreproved, by black sin being called by a soft, white name! This little story is well fitted to fix the lesson on a young heart. |