conducted one of the largest young women's Bible classes in this country for a long period. She has produced three or four volumes of poems, from one of which we extract the following, entitled "Waiting and Watching for Me." Perhaps one of the best known of these volumes is that one entitled "Lays and Lyrics of the Blessed Life."

"When my final farewell to the world I have said,
And gladly lie down to my rest;

When softly the watchers shall say 'He is dead,'
And fold my pale hands o'er my breast;

And when, with my glorified vision, at last
The walls of that city' I see,

Will any one then, at the beautiful gate,
Be waiting and watching for me?

"There are little ones glancing about in my path,
In want of a friend and a guide;

There are dear little eyes looking up into mine,
Whose tears might be easily dried :

But Jesus may beckon the children away

In the midst of their grief and their glee;
Will any of them, at the beautiful gate,
Be waiting and watching for me?

"There are old and forsaken who linger awhile
In homes which their dearest have left,
And a few gentle words, or an action of love,
May cheer their sad spirits bereft.

But the reaper is near to the long standing corn,

The weary will soon be set free;

Will any of them, at the beautiful gate,

Be waiting and watching for me?

Oh, should I be brought there by the bountiful grace

Of Him who delights to forgive,

Though I bless not the weary about in my path,

Pray only for self while I live,

Methinks I should mourn o'er my sinful neglect,
If sorrow in heaven can be,

Should no one I love, at the beautiful gate,
Be waiting and watching for me!"

VI.-EMMA JANE WORBOISE.

EMMA JANE WORBOISE was the literary nom de plume of Mrs. Etherington-Guyton, a lady well known to the reading public as a successful and popular Christian novelist.

She was born in Birmingham in 1825, and afterwards removed with her parents to Bristol. They subsequently, however, returned to Birmingham; so that it came to pass that her early life was spent in the village of Erdington, a suburb of the midland. metropolis. She received an exceedingly good education; and her great love for learning developed itself in a variety of ways, especially in the acquisition of the French and Italian languages, both of which she could speak with ease. Probably she would never have made such a mark in the world of literature had not adverse fortune come upon her father, for she commenced using her pen for her own support and that of her widowed mother while in her teens, and succeeded in making her name famous before many years had passed.

She was married at a somewhat early age to Mr. Etherington-Guyton, a young gentleman of great

promise, and nearly related to a noble family. These bright prospects were, however, soon clouded over; for within three years she was widowed and childless, her husband dying of consumption. After this she devoted herself anew to the labours of the pen, and doubtless found in hard literary work a kind of solace for her bereaved spirit. From personal correspondence we know that through all her widowed life, and amid the success which crowned her work, she was faithful to the remembrance of her early love. She passed away to rejoin him on August 25th, 1887, aged sixtytwo, and was buried in Clevedon Cemetery.

Beside writing a very excellent Life of Dr. Arnold, she produced about forty volumes of tales, among which, perhaps, the palm may be given to " Overdale," Thornycroft Hall," and "Nobly Born." She also possessed considerable poetic power, as was evidenced in a volume entitled "Hymns, Songs, and Poems," now out of print. We quote from this volume part of a hymn which ought to be better known, entitled "Do this in Remembrance of Me."

"Be with us, Saviour, in this hour,
And let us feel thy Spirit's power;
Give us a heart to love thee more

Than ever we have done before.

"Give us the grace to bear thy cross
Through shame, reproach, distress, or loss,
And through this earthly wilderness
To thee in patient hope to press.

"For where thou art we too would be,

We through the grave would follow thee;

"Then round thy throne we all shall meet—
We who have held communion sweet,
We who have mingled praise and prayer
In earthly courts, in earthly air.

"Then will the soul unfettered soar,
Distracted wanderings grieve no more;
Called to the marriage-supper, we
Shall dwell eternally with thee."

CHAPTER XII.

Writers of Children's Hymns.

EFORE the days of Isaac Watts the children

were wholly forgotten by hymn writers. He, on going to visit at the house of Sir Thomas Abney,where, by the way, he was so highly esteemed as a visitor that the heads of the family would never consent to his departing,-wrote a collection of “Divine and Moral Songs," which, according to some authorities, were composed at the request of a friend accustomed to catechise children, but which really appears to have had its birth in his desire to instruct and amuse the children of Sir Thomas Abney, as much as for anything else. They contained much doggerel-it could not be otherwise; and more stern theology— which was natural to the age. Dr. Watts was never a father, and he wrote from the standpoint of the sterner seventeenth and eighteenth centuries; therefore we miss the genial, loving tone and the hopeful theology of later hymnists for children. Women-and especially women who were mothers have excelled in the art of writing hymns for children. Somehow