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TRUE COURAGE.

COWARD! coward!" said James Lawton to Edward Wilkins, as he pointed his finger at him.

Edward's face turned very red, and the tears started in his eyes as he said, "James Lawton, don't call me a coward."

"Why do you not fight John Taylor, then, when he dares you? I would not be dared by any boy."

"He's afraid," said Charles Jones, as he put his finger in his eye and pretended to cry.

"I am not afraid," said Edward, and he looked as if he were almost ready to give up; for John Taylor came forward and said, "Come on then, and show that you are not afraid."

A gentleman passing by said, "Why do you not fight the boy? Tell me the reason.'

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The boys all stood still, while Edward said, "I will not do a wicked thing, sir, if they do call me coward."

"That is right, my noble boy," said the gentleman. "If you fight with that boy, you really disgrace yourself, and will show that you are more afraid of the laugh and ridicule of your companions than of the commandments of God. It is more honourable to bear an insult with meekness than to fight about it. Beasts and brutes, which have no reason, know of no other way to avenge themselves; but God has given you understanding; and though it may be hard to be called a coward, and to submit to indignity and insult, yet remember the saying of the wise man: 'He that ruleth his spirit is greater than he that taketh a city.""

WHICH DO YOU LIKE THE BEST?

Ir is better to see our own faults than other people's.

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I will not do a wicked thing, sir, if they do call me coward."

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REV. MR. SPURGEON

IN THE "METROPOLITAN TABERNACLE.”

LATELY, while in London, we worshipped one Sabbath in the "Metropolitan Tabernacle." It is a vast and noblelooking building, lately erected for the Rev. Mr. Spurgeon, about a mile and a half south from London Bridge. It was built at a cost of about £30,000, almost wholly raised by the efforts of Mr. Spurgeon and his congregation. There Sabbath after Sabbath he proclaims to some 7000 souls the glorious gospel of the blessed God.

The sermon in the forenoon was from Ezek. xvi. 5, 6, "When I passed by thee, and saw thee polluted in thine own blood," &c. It was a clear and faithful forth-setting of the total ruin and depravity of man by nature, and of the mighty and sovereign grace whereby alone man can be saved. It is cheering to think that it is not the mere glitter and excitement which so often make a preacher popular, that Sabbath after Sabbath draw to the "Tabernacle" the week-worn thousands of London; but that the great opportunity is so nobly used in proclaiming, so faithfully, the old man-humbling and Christ-exalting doctrines of the truth as it is in Jesus.

After sermon in the evening, when every square foot of sitting or standing room in the vast building seemed filled, the monthly Sacrament of the Lord's Supper was dispensed. Mr. Spurgeon received thirty-four new members into the communion of the church, giving to each publicly the right hand of fellowship, and addressing to each a few words of kind counsel and sympathy, and a text suitable to the individual case. The communicants filled the floor of the building, the rest of the audience remaining in or removing to the galleries. Be

fore the bread and wine were distributed, the following

lines were sung :

"Why was I made to hear Thy voice,

And enter while there's room,

While thousands make a wretched choice,

And rather starve than come?

'Twas the same love that spread the feast,

That sweetly forced me in;

Else I had still refused to taste,

And perished in my sin."

Mr. Spurgeon spoke little, but his words were full of wisdom and tenderness. It is at such a time that a stranger gets insight into the affection and happiness which exist between that pastor and people, with whom we had that evening the privilege of refreshing fellowship at the table of the Lord. At the close he spoke a few words to the multitude who were merely lookers-on. These, we thought, were even more arresting, and more filled with love to the souls of men, than anything spoken during the solemn services of the day.

May the Lord long spare this faithful servant to do the great work he is now doing in London. We saw across the way, from the window near which we were sitting in the morning, the walls covered with placards, "Sunday Excursions to Margate, Ramsgate, &c.; fare, 3s. 6d." Satan is blowing his trumpet, calling London to sin. What cause of thankfulness that there, too, the trumpet of the gospel is blown with such distinctness, and listened to by so many thousands.

The following testimony to Mr. Spurgeon's usefulness was lately sent from on board the Pioneer, Zambesi, Central Africa, by a manager of the Episcopal Mission there:-

"We have quite a nest of the followers of Spurgeon at this place. Three Scotchmen and a gunner belonging to

the Gorgon, are always speaking his praises; and to the credit of all concerned, they are most steady, good men. In spite of all said about Spurgeon, the proof is visible, when you see men facing the careless life of men-of-war's men and abstaining from evil, to be a good pattern to their fellows."

It is a small matter to be a follower of Mr. Spurgeon, but it is a great matter if, through a blessing on Mr. Spurgeon's ministry, careless men be brought to be sinhating followers of Christ.

THE BIBLE IN WALES.

AT a small town in Wales, such was the anxious desire of the inhabitants to possess the word of God in the Welsh language, that when they heard the British and Foreign Bible Society was sending them copies, they went out of the town to meet the waggon, took out the horses, and yoking themselves to it, dragged it home in triumph. In no part of the world is the Bible loved more than in Wales.

"LIKE" AND "OUGHT."

THINK not of doing as you like. Do as you ought to do.

A DOG GOING FOR MILK.

A FRIEND in Bolton informs us that his dog is a most useful and trusty servant. When the milk is wanted, the money is put inside the tin can, and then the can is given to the dog. Away he then runs to the dairy. He never loiters, looking in at shop-windows, like some little boys whom we could name. Whenever he finds the gate shut, he knocks with his paw, or barks until it is opened. The milkman knows his customer very well, and is very attentive to him. When the milk is

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