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"I cannot make David out. him 'David' because, though he really is my uncle, he is very little older than myself, and has been my playmate for years. He used to be quite a boy among boys; always rather a dreamy sort of boy, and always begging to be allowed to go off with the shepherds on their distant beats; but ready for every daring enterprise, hearty in every game, and even joining us in our practical jokes, especially at the expense of the dull and heavy Philistines, who had a garrison just by our town gate. But lately e has turned religious; ever since his father took him to Ramah, to visit the old prophet Samuel. I cannot imagine what the old prophet could have said to him, but he has not been the same lad since. I fancy he has a gift for poetry and song, and hearing the singing of the sons of the prophets,' whom Samuel is training, must have excited his gift, for he has made himself a late, and now seems to enjoy nothing so much as being alone with his music, making and singing pious songs. And he has every opportunity for encouraging his fancy, for his elder brothers, and my two brothers and I have taken up with soldiering under the new king, and David has had to go off a good deal lately with the sheep."

(TO BE CONTINUED.)

ONE cannot comprehend a work without knowing the author.

A CRADLE SONG.

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BY MISS SALLIE A. LEWIS, CINCINNATI, O. [At the baptism of the little daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Robert Owens, Cincinnati, O., Jan. 18th, 1888. the following beautiful poem was recited by Miss Sallie A. Lewis. The many friends present testified the high esteem in which the parents are held, and to their best wishes that their little baby's life may prove bright and useful. Her name, Mary Catherine, was given in honor of her grandma. Mrs. Mary Griffiths, Lane Seminary. May little Mary in her life prove as worthy and faithful as her beloved grandma.]

DEDICATED TO MR. AND MRS. ROBERT OWENS,

LITTLE DAUGHTER, MARY CATHERINE,
JANUARY 18th, 1888.

Dear little pet of the household,

A song I'll write for thee,

To read some day when thou art old,
And I in dust may be.

A rosebud sweet, so pure and fair,
A lovely babe to-night;
Thou knowest not this world of care,
For all to thee is bright.

Thy dainty hand that idly strays

O'er papa's cheek each day,
Knows not the strife of life's dark ways,
Knows only love and play.

Thy merry laugh so blithe and gay,
Sends gladness to the heart,
For in its tone no sorrows lay;
A joy indeed thou art.

Beautiful feet that never trod,

But mamma's loving breast;
Oh, mayst thou be a child of God,
In virtue richly dressed.

Beautiful eyes that take the light,
From heaven's holy ray;
Innocence shines like stars of night,
In beauty's modest way.

They call thee Mary, blessed name,
Oh! grow in truth and grace,
In wisdom's walk her honors claim,
And be a jewel case.

BIRTHDAY VERSES.

COMPOSED BY REV. JOHN MOSES, PICATONICA,
WISCONSIN.

Born in time to live evermore,
Born of God to love and adore,

Born in death to a life sublime,

In the spirit realm where there's no time.

ANOTHER.

Blessed Saviour thou art mine, Save me by thy grace divine, For thy glory, without strife,

Let me consecrate my life.

IESU GRIST.

Mae rhyfeddodau nef y nef
Yn cydgyfarfod ynddo ef,

Fy Mhrynwr a fy Mrawd;
Mae anfeidroldeb yn fy Nuw,
Goleuni pur ei hanfod yw,

A dwyfol ras mewn cnawd. Mae'n caru Duw fel ef ei hun, A charodd hefyd ddamniol ddyn Nes marw drosto ef; Pob bai a phechod a gasa, Ond pob pechadur caru wna,

A'i ddwyn, os myn, i'r nef. Ffyddlonach yw na haul y nen, Fe welwyd hwnw o dan len, Ond Iesu sydd yr un; O galon, gostyngedig yw, Dyfnach na'r mor cariad fy Nuw, Mae'n addas Geidwad dyn.

Ashley, Pa.

H. HUGHES.

EVENING REVERIE.

O for the days of my childhood again, When my heart was as blithe as the morn, When life ran along in one joyous stream, And pleasure my brow did adorn.

When away from the noise and turmoil of

men,

I sit by the fireside's dim glow,

My thoughts still run back to days that are gone

And to friends that I used to know.

Then up from the dim fading scenes of the past,

The phantoms of those once so dear

Pass by, and I wish that they only would last,

As phantoms though nothing more near.

'Tis sad that the mem'ries of those once so dear,

From our minds should be fading away; Whose departure we wept o'er with many a

tear

And whose memory will not even stay.
West Bangor, Pa.
E. P. HUGHES.

even made two more when a fourth horseman came slowly down on a walk. "what luck," said he, "to find a forge with the fire lighted!"

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We found one," said Marvin, "with a boy who knew how to light it." And the other speaker threw himself off the horse meanwhile. And

Luke pared the hoof of the dainty creature, and measured the shoe, which was too big for her. He heated it white, and bent it closer, to the proper size. "It is a poor fit," he

said, "but it will do."

"It will do very well," said her rider. "But she is very tender-footed, and I do not dare trust her five miles unshod."

And for pride's sake, the first two nails Luke drove were those he had made himself. And when the shoe was fast, he said, "Tell Jonas that I het up the forge, and put on the

shoe."

"We will tell him," said the colonel, lsughing, and he rode on.

But one of the other horsemen tarried a minute, and said, "Boy, no ten men who left you to-day have served your country as you have. is Col. Warner."

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When I read in the big books of history how Col. Warner led up his regiment just in time to save the day at Bennington, I am apt to think of Luke Varnum. When I read that that day decided the battle of Saratoga, determined that America should be independent, I think of Luke VarWhen I go to see monuments erected in memory of Col. Warner and Gen. Stark, and even poor old Burgoyne, I think of Luke Varnum and others like him. And then sometimes I wonder whether every man and boy of us who bravely and truly does the very best thing he knows how to do, does not have the future of the world resting on him.-Congregationalist..

TELL THE TRUTH.

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There are too many persons who sometimes find it convenient to "lie a little." The following incident in the life of General Grant is a severe rebuke to such persons.

An important conference was being held in the executive mansion in

Washington. A caller had sent in his card, but either the caller was unwelfor his admission. come or the time was quite unsuitable One of the per

sons present turned to a servant and said

"Tell the person who sert up the card that the President is not in.”

"No," said General Grant, "tell him no such thing." Then, turning to his friends, the General remarked

"I don't lie myself, and I don't want my servants to lie for me."

That was noble. If our boys want to copy the example of great men, let them pick out such things as this and follow them. Great men, as well as others, make mistakes. The mistakes they make are not any better or nearer right because they were made by great and leading men. We are not to be execused for following great men into wrong doing. We should copy their examples only when they do right.

The example of General Grant in referance to telling the truth is worthy of copying. His words, with a little change, are worthy of being used as a motto-"I do not lie for myself, and I don't want any one else to lie for me."

A SURE TEST.

Tell me what the Bible is to a man and I will generally tell you what he is. This is the pulse to try, this the barometer to look at, if we would know the state of the heart. I have no notion of the Spirit dwelling in a man, and not giving clear evidence of his presence. And I be

ient arrangement of the music in both the old and the tonic sol fa notations, the judicious selection of the best and most familiar Welsh and

LITERARY NOTES.

It is proposed to publish in Wales, a new magazine entitled "Old Welsh Chips," containing notes, queries, replies and a collection of popular historical, biographical, antiquarian and biblographical chit-chat, relating to Wales and the borders. Edited and compiled by Mr. Edwin Poole, Brecon, S. W. Parties in this country may obtain it through Mr. Henry Blackwell, Woodside, Long Island, New York. Subscription, $2.25 a year.

A SECOND edition of the Baptist Musical Treasure has recently been issued from the press of T. J. Griffiths, Drych office, Utica, for D. S. Thomas & Co. who are its publishers. The mechanical part of the work, paper, printing and binding is in every way commendable. With respect to the contents and character of the book itself, we may say that it has several features, such as, the conven

Monongahela House, in celebration of St. David's Day. We are very sorry that other engagements prevent us from enjoying this high privilege this time, but hope we may on some future occasion.

THE Grand Eisteddfod held in New York, on Washington's Birthday, proved to be quite successful, both in attendance and competition.

We are glad to find that the Welsh friends of Cincinnati have, at last, formed a national society under the title, "The Cambro-American Society," and having for its object both the fostering of our national literature, and also the giving of charitable aid, in distress, to those of Our own nationality. We wish it every suc

cess.

PERSONAL NOTES. REV. EDWARD THOMAS, formerly of Holywell, N. Wales, has accepted a call to take charge of the C. M. Church at Fair Haven, Vt.

MR. G. H. HUMPHREY, M. A., editor of the Drych, delivered, on Monday evening, Feb. 20th, an interesting lecture before the Young Men's Chris tian Association, on Daniel Webster.

We were glad to see Messrs. W. E. Powell, (Gwilym Eryri,) and R. C. Jones, General Emigrant Agents of the Chicago, Milwaukee & St. Paul the Chicago, Milwaukee & St. Paul R. R. at Utica, lately, on their way to the New York Eisteddfod.

THE University of Lake Forest, near Chicago, seems to flourish and prosper, with a large faculty, under the able presidency of Rev. W. C.

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Roberts, D. D. It has issued its annual catalogue for 1887-88, with a report of 650 students in the various departments, including Rush medical collegue, Lake Forest college, Ferry collegue for young ladies, Ferry Hall seminary, and Lake Forest academy.

REV. MORIEN MON HUGHES, lately of Remsen, N. Y., has taken charge of three English Congregational Churches near West Milgrove, Wood county, Ohio.

THE Congregational Church at Remsen, N. Y., have extended a call to Rev. John F. Humphreys, Drifton, Pa., which has been accepted. Mr. Humphreys will commence his work early in April.

FROM a circular sent us recently, we are glad to find that the Western Ohio Norman School, at Middlepoint, O., is in a flourishing condition, and that Mr. P. S. Morgan, B. A., a graduate of Delaware University, holds a prominent place among its staff of teachers. We commend it to the favorable attention of our young people in that part of Ohio.

A PASTOR'S WIFE HONORED-The

lady members of the Welsh Congregational Church, of Nanticoke, Pa., gave Mrs. E. R. Hughes, the wife of the pastor, a surprise party on Jan. 24th, and also presented her with a costly set of china dishes, valued at sixty dollars. Mrs. Hughes is an enthusiastic worker in the Sundayschool and church, and her co-laborers and friends conceived the idea of complimenting her on her forty-second birthday by calling in large numbers and presenting a testimonal of their esteem.

Naturally Mrs. Hughes was over