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A NOBLEMAN, resident in a castle in Italy, was about to celebrate his marriage feast. He had obtained plenty of all sorts of provisions excepting fish, but the weather had been so bad that he could get no fish. On the very morning of the feast, however, a poor

fisherman made his appearance with a fine large turbot. This was so joyous a circumstance, that the fisherman was ordered into the great room, where the nobleman and a large company were assembled; and the nobleman told him to put his own price on the fish, and said that it should be immediately paid him. One hundred lashes on my bare back (said the fisher) is the price of my fish, and I will not abate one stroke from the bargain." The nobleman and the company were all astonishment; but the chapman was resolute, and all remonstrance was vain. At length, the nobleman said, "Well, well, the fellow has a mind for a joke, and the fish we must have;" he, however, ordered the strokes to be laid on very lightly, and in his presence. After fifty lashes had been given, the fisherman cried, "Stop, stop, I have a partner in this business, and he ought to receive his share."-" What," said the nobleman, "are there two such madmen in the world,-name him, and he shall be sent for instantly." "You need not go far for him," said the fisherman,

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you will find him at your own gate, it is your own porter. He would not let me in till I had promised that he should have half the price of what I should get for the fish."-" Oh, oh," said the nobleman, bring him up, and he shall receive his share with the greatest justice." This was done; and, after this, the porter was discharged, and the fisherman rewarded. So dishonesty ought to be punished, and every encouragement given to those who would bring it to light. The above story is taken from the Penny Magazine, a very useful and well-principled publication.

This leads us to think of another story. A magistrate was called upon to fine a tradesman for selling some provision on a Sunday; the man said that there was another person who ought to pay half the penalty, as being equally in fault with himself. "Who is that?" said the magistrate. "Even yourself," said the tradesman, "for the things were bought on Sunday, for the use of your own kitchen.”

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The magistrate made inquiry, and he found that his servants had, without his knowledge, been dealing with the tradesman on the sabbath-day for provisions for his table. He gave orders that this should never be done again.

..If there were no buyers on the sabbath-day, there would be no sellers; and those who wish well to religion will see the evil they are committing when they give any encouragement to those who may be tempted to sin. The seller is wrong: we can make no good excuse for him. But the buyer is wrong too. Those who are true Christians will neither buy nor sell on the sabbath-day. No gain, no pleasure, will tempt them to do what they know to be wrong. Sunday company, whether among the high or the low, is of very dangerous consequence. Religion cannot go on as it ought to do where this practice prevails. Our servants, as well as ourselves, should have, as far as possible, this day of rest, to enable them to apply it to the duties and purposes of religion. Works of necessity and works of charity, are not to be neglected; but such works as take away the opportunity of religious worship, or unfit the mind for religious reflection, are all wrong.

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THE ROCK SAMPHIRE.

WE have already mentioned "The Penny Magazine." Another work, of the same description, has lately come out, called "The Saturday Magazine," under the direction of a Committee of General Literature and Education, appointed by the "Society for Promoting Christian Knowledge." Under these auspices, besides the general information and amusement which it contains, it may be expected to partake of a religious chaaracter, which the Penny Magazine does not profess, though we have seen nothing in it of a contrary tendency; and indeed, when the subject leads to religious

reflection, the remarks are good. The following description of the Rock Samphire is shortened from the "Saturday Penny Magazine."

The Rock Samphire never grows any where but on the sea shore, and yet it never grows so near to the sea as to be wholly covered by the waters. It happened, not long since, that a knowledge of this fact was of particular service.

During a violent storm, in Nov. 1821, a vessel was driven on shore near Beachy Head, and the whole of the crew being washed overboard, four of them were cast among some rocks, which rose a little above the sea. The water kept rising higher and higher, and the men sought for protection on the highest of these rocks. The night was dark, and the poor people expected every moment that the little rock on which they stood would be covered with the waters, and that they must all perish. At this moment, one of the miserable men grasped a weed, which, by the glare of a flash of lightning, he knew to be samphire; and he recollected that this plant never grows under water. The men were comforted, for they believed that this sign showed them that they were safe; and they thought of that Almighty Being, who hath said to the sea, "Hitherto shalt thou come, and no farther." Trusting then to His protection, they remained stationary during the rest of the night; and, in the morning, they were seen from the cliffs above, and conveyed in safety to the shore.

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LETTER FROM A SERVANT TO HER NIECE. MR. EDITOR,

THE following is a literal copy of a letter from an aunt to her orphan niece, written to her upon hearing that she had entered upon a situation as servant. My seeing the letter was occasioned by the remark which she made upon returning the last number of your most

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valuable magazine, which had been lent to her" that she had found something very like what her aunt had written to her." Her aunt, it appears, is still a servant in a family in which she has already lived twenty

years.

The honest simplicity of the letter, containing such good advice, confirmed by long experience in the situation of life to which it applies, and written with such affectionate concern for the welfare of the person to whom it is addressed, by one who no doubt finds the comfort and advantage of having acted upon the advice which she gives, led me to think it not unworthy of a place in your publication; and that, if admitted there, it might be more extensively useful than was originally contemplated. I therefore requested permission to copy the letter for the purpose of sending it to you. I am sure the perusal of it will give you pleasure, whatever may be your opinion as to the propriety of its appearance in your magazine. A. H.

MY DEAR MARY,-I was very happy to hear, by your uncle's letter, that you have got such a good place, and I hope that by your behaviour you will keep it. Be sure to be upright, and careful of the property of those you serve, and let no one entice you to give any thing away but what they order you to do; and if you have the misfortune to break any thing, or have forgot to do what they had ordered to be done, always confess your fault; and though they may blame you, yet they will think well of you at the bottom, when they can trust you in what you say. I would wish you not to have many acquaintance; I think you had better have none, as you have your uncle and aunt so near you, and they are so kind; you had better tell your aunt Jane any thing you may have on your mind, and advise with her about your clothes, or any thing that you want; and, as they have both been so affectionate to you, always

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