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THE BLOOD OF CHRIST.

WE talk of its value as infinite, and so it is. That, however, will not save us. We must show our estimation of its value by trusting in it alone for our own salvation. So only can we honour it.

HE WANTS THY HEART.

COMING to Christ with thy tongue only, or with thy hands full of thy own good works, won't do. He wants thy heart, and he will have that or nothing.

MISSIONARY NEWS.
"Thy Kingdom Come."

"A very good Land."

IN the year 1857, when Mr. Buzacott was on his way to Sydney, it was arranged that he should call at a new island, and land two native teachers. When the vessel got near enough to be seen, the natives came off in their canoes, shouting and yelling furiously. They scrambled on board and behaved very rudely, and stole everything they could lay their hands on. Mr. Buzacott found that their language was similar to that of Raratonga, so he endeavoured to get into the confidence of the chief, and to get permission for the native teachers to be sent on shore. It was arranged that they should go, and that evening they went on shore.

Next morning the canoes returned, but there was no native teacher. Mr. Buzacott suspected treachery. His fears were, however, quieted by one of the natives holding up a palm leaf. That was a letter written on the beach by one of the teachers, addressed to Mr. Buzacott. It was thus:"My friend, Mr. Buzacott, we think this is a very good land, and we mean to live here and teach the people the gospel of our Lord and Saviour. Send our boxes and our property on shore directly; tell my wife to come and not to be afraid."

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Nine months afterwards, he (Mr. Gill) called at this island to see how the teachers prospered; and when they came on board to see him he was not prepared to find them in such rags and tatters, and he told them they were not setting a good example to the natives. Oh," said they, "don't look at rags, we have done the work; we have done the work." He found that they had built a chapel; that they gathered the people regularly for instruction; that they had taught them to observe the rite of marriage; and that the work was so far completed that they had burned all the idols but one, which was delivered to him to bring home as a proof of the power of the gospel there.-Rev. G. Gill.

Death of a Missionary's Wife.

"My wife has been called home. She was a living, growing Christian. The Master found her ready; for the rest of heaven was to her the joy to which she looked forward with that anxious longing that would say, 'I have a desire to depart and be with Christ.'

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During the forenoon of the Sabbath, March 31, her fever raged with intensity. Several times she exclaimed, in a peculiarly clear and exultant voice, 'See them! oh, don't you see them? oh, how beautiful!" power of speech failed rapidly, owing to the dryness of her throat. After a time, she seemed making an effort to speak, I bent my ear and she softly whispered, 'They are taking me away.' She never spoke again."-Rev. Mr. Arms, American Mission, Asia Minor.

BOOKS.

LARGE-TYPE SCRIPTURE LEAFLETS FOR LETTERS. Edinburgh: J. Taylor. 32mo. Price 2d. per Packet of 32 single

leaves.

There is no surer sign of the reality of the present great work of grace than the thirst everywhere found for the word of God. Such thirst these little leaflets, for enclosure in letters, are fitted both to meet and to cherish. The leaves have three texts on each, the three generally having

reference to some leading truth. They form a means of interesting and profitable fellowship in the Spirit among ehildren of God when absent from each other.

WEIGHTY WORDS FROM THE

SCRIPTURES OF TRUTH (No 2). Dublin Tract Repository. 16mo, 96 pages. Price 2d. Here is another gathering of precious leaves from the tree of life. There are no divisions or plan expressed; but a careful order and fitness can be observed in the arrangement, a "Pilgrim's Progress" from grace to glory, set forth in the "true sayings of God." It is in large type, and unsurpassed for cheapness-ninety-six pages for twopence.

THE LAMB OF GOD.

NOT all the blood of beasts
On Jewish altar slain,

Could give the guilty conscience peace,

Or wash away the stain.

But Christ, the heavenly Lamb,
Takes all our guilt away;
A sacrifice of noble name,
And richer blood than they.

My faith would lay her hand
On that dear head of thine,
While as a penitent I stand,
And there confess my sin.

Believing, we rejoice

To see the curse remove;

We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice,
And sing his bleeding love.

EDINBURGH: T. NELSON AND SONS.

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A YEAR OF GRACE.

AST New Year, in our New Year's Hymn, we sang of

"A year of grace begun."

Blessed be God, it has indeed been a year of grace in Scotland. We suppose that never in any one year since Scotland was a nation,- -never since the days of John Knox or before them, has there been a year in which, so far as man can judge, so many souls have been gathered to Christ. Glad tidings have been coming from month to month, from day to day, of many inquiring, "What must I do to be saved?" and of many who have found that in the Lord Jesus

"There is rest for the weary,

There is rest for you."

Dear young readers, we have tried to interest you in these things, by telling you what God has been doing among your fellow-sinners, and by keeping you in remembrance about your own souls. Once more, ere we part, we would affectionately ask, Has this year of blessing been a year of blessing to you? Jesus of Nazareth has been passing by; have your eyes been opened? Or has another harvest passed, another summer ended, and still are you not saved?

You were once walking along a street; the sky grew dark; heavy drops began to fall, warning you of a deluge of rain, and you fled for shelter to the first open door. A storm of wrath is coming on all Christless souls. Has not God been letting, as it were, some drops fall upon the guilty conscience,-those convictions of sin which you have been feeling, warning you to flee to the open door? Flee, dear reader, flee from the wrath to come. You are losing time. If you trifle till the door be shut, and the storm come,-Oh, what will become of you? Do you know of any other shelter to flee to?

A TRACT THAT CUT HOME.

AN elderly woman at a fair at Croydon, near London, said, " 'Please, give me a tract; I got one yesterday about 'Home,' and surely it cut me home. Oh, did'nt it cut right and left; hit me in every place. I know it is for my good. You would think they knew all about me. got a lesson, and I mean to follow it. I will seek that home; that I will, I promise you."

A REASON FOR THANKFULNESS.

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THEY that deserve nothing should be content with anything.-John Mason.

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