sired me to get him; but said, that "I ought rather to rejoice than be in that way." When he came, he said, "What now, Hellen ?". "Oh, Alexander," she replied, “I am thankful you come to pray for me, when I was not able to do it myself: and my father is so sorry that I am going to leave him that he cannot." When he had ended prayer, in which she joined with seeming earnestness, she said to him, "Dont leave me, I shall need you soon again." She was for some time overcome with weakness, but after recovering a little, she was very anxious to get up, but owing to her great weakness, every one was afraid to take her up. I not being willing to cross her wishes, took her up in my arms for a little; I soon perceived that there was no pulsation below the knees, and that of course dissolution must be at hand. I then asked her, "Are you much pained ?" "No," was the reply, "but very weak; yet I am very happy; it will soon be over, for my limbs are dead already;" and taking hold of her wrist, she said, "the pulse is weak, you had better lay me in bed, for you cannot endure what is just coming." On being laid in bed, she said, "I am just gone. O father grip my breast! O, Alexander, grip my hands!"' and holding them up, she exclaimed, "O gracious God! O dear Saviour! I am coming now;” and convulsing, she said, "O father, grip!"

I looked on her pleasing features and could scarcely believe that the happy spirit had bid adieu to mortality, and that I was now looking on a lump of breathless clay. Mingled joy and grief struggled in my bosom till both vented in a flood of tears. Thus died my dear lovely child, on the 20th February, 1840, aged nine years and eight months. "In that hour Jesus rejoiced in spirit, and said, I thank thee, O Father, Lord of heaven and earth, that thou hast hid these things from the wise and prudent, and hast revealed them unto babes: even so, Father; for so it seemed good in thy sight."

THE LITTLE BOY'S PURCHASE.

I WELL remember when I was young, says Dr. Vaughan, possessing, for the first time, a guinea. I remember too, that this circumstance

cost me no little perplexity and auxiety; as I passed along the streets, the fear of losing my guinea induced me frequently to take it out of my pocket to look at it; first I put it in one pocket, and then I took it out, and put it in another-after a while I took it out of the second pocket and placed it in another, really perplexed what to do with it! At length my attention was arrested by a book auction. I stepped in, and looked about me. First one lot was put up, and then another, and sold to the highest bidder. At last I ventured to the table, just as the auctioneer was putting up the ' History of the World,' in two large folio volumes. I instantly thrust my hand into my pocket, and began turning over my guinea, considering all the while whether I had money enough to buy this lot. The biddings

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proceeded at last I ventured to bid too. Hallo, my little man," said the auctioneer, "what not content with less than the world!" This remark greatly confused me, and drew the attention of the whole company toward me; who seeing me anxious to possess the books, refrained from bidding against me, and so the World was knocked down to me at a very moderate price.

How to get these huge books home was the next consideration. The auctioneer offered to send them; but I, not knowing what sort of creatures

auctioneers were, determined to take them myself: so, after the assistant had tied them up, I marched out of the room, with these huge books upon my shoulder, like Samson with the amidst the smiles of all present. my home, after the servant had

gates of Gaza,

When I reached opened the door,

the first person I met was my now sainted mother, "My dear boy," said she, "what have you got there? I thought you would not keep your guinea long." "Do not be angry, mother," said I, throwing them down upon the table, "I have bought the World for nine shillings." This was on Saturday, and I well remember sitting up till it was well nigh midnight, turning over this History of the World. These books became my delight, and were carefully read through and through. As I grew older, I at length became a christian, and my love of books naturally led me to desire to be a christian minister. To the possession of these books I attribute, in a great measure, any honours in connection with literature that have been added to my name.

I have not mentioned this anecdote to gratify any foolish feeling, but to encourage in those young persons I see before me, that love of literature which has afforded me such unspeakable pleasures-pleasures which I would not have been without for all the riches of the Indies.

ANOTHER Missionary Reward Book, with this beautiful picture! We recommend our little friends to buy them as fast as they come out. This is about a little heathen girl who was born in Burmah, which is a large country on the other side of the East Indies, many thousands of miles from England. Until the missionaries went they were great worshippers of idols, but now many of them fear and love God. Dr. Judson, from America, and his friends, have done great good amongst them, and chiefly in giving them the Bible in their own language.