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will also give you sorrow to hear; for I judge of your affection by the marks of your charity towards my friends, who are now enjoying the rest prepared for the people of God. "There they rest from their labours, and their works do follow them." Joseph Mary, of dysentery; James N on so cold a night that he died frozen, four days after his friend.

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"I think you will read with interest some details of their death. You have, no doubt, remarked in Joseph's language his zeal for the truth. During the voyage, he said, "I hear a voice within me telling me to speak to these friends." When we came to Marseilles the weather was very bad. We remained there two days; and as we went on board, priests came to distribute medals to us. Joseph refused to take one, whereupon the other soldiers blamed him. "No," said he, "we must be faithful in little things as well as in great ones;" therefore, when his turn came, he answered the priest, "Thank you, sir, I have one. "But even if you have one already, it does not matter; it was not given to you with the same intention." "I beg your pardon, sir, mine can do for all the circumstances of life;" and in saying this he took out of his pocket a New Testament. "Ah!" said the priest, so you are a heretic! With men like you, little would be done in Russia." Our officer, attracted by the priest's words, came towards us, and having inquired what was the matter, he told Joseph he would make him take the medal. "He has," said the priest," a dangerous book about him." " I know not if the Word of God is dangerous," immediately answered Joseph; "but one thing know, that my eyes were shut, and it has opened them, and given me peace." The priest went off, smiling with pity; and seeing that he could answer nothing, the officer remained near us. "But," said he, "is it true you will not have the medal?" No," said Joseph, they give everything here except the one thing needful." "Well," said the officer, "after all, we are capable of judging in some things. Lend me the book that has so much alarmed him." Joseph gave him his book with pleasure, saying, "May God deign to bless the reading of it to you, as He has done to me!" I hope the Lord will answer us, for our officer still reads the Gospel attentively, and he has forbidden the soldiers who are under his orders to insult us.

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"A short time after our arrival here, Joseph fell ill, and his illness lasted only three days. He had dreadful suffer

ings to undergo. I could only visit him occasionally for a few moments, and that even by protection.

"The short time I remained near him, I was always edified by his patience and resignation. He spoke of those new heavens and of that new earth where righteousness will dwell. The night before his death he called me louder than he had done before, and said, "I think I am going to die; God's will be done. You must write to my poor mother. How afflicted she will be! But the Lord will comfort her. I ask it with all my heart. Tell her from me I die happy. Oh! I also wished I could have returned to B, that fine country, where, for the first time I heard about the good news that is to-day my joy and happiness! But I am going to see a country more beautiful still. The Lord bless this dear sister and her family! I wish you knew her. I always fancy I see her speaking to us. You must write her, won't you?" and I promised him to do it. He was exhausted by what he had said: he seemed to rest for a moment, and then added, “How I wish I could see my mother!"

"I was obliged to leave him at about eleven o'clock in the morning on the day of his death. When I came back later into the tent, he seemed to enjoy the presence of his Saviour, but could speak no more; however, he warmly pressed my hand, and a few minutes after his soul went to meet his God.

"In the midst of all these afflictions, we still have to give thanks to God, that He has put it into the hearts of devoted Christians to leave their own country, their relatives and friends, to come and be witnesses of His mercy and of His forgiveness. The hardest hearts are touched by it. When one hears them read the Bible, they seem to be angels come down from heaven to snatch souls from eternal condemnation.

"I had not the satisfaction of seeing James N; but another friend was beside him when he died, and told me he had expressed his joy at going to meet his friend. Since they are gone, it seems to me as if I were soon going to meet them as well. May the Lord prepare me for a death like theirs! Oh! do not forget to pray for this great army; recommend us to the prayers of your dear pastor, and ask him to recommend us to the prayers of his flock.

"Adieu! I have still two years of military service before me; but if ever I get leave to go home, I will go and see you. The Lord bless you and keep you!" "-News of the Churches.

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OW wondrously God often blesses the simplest efforts made for the spiritual good of our fellowmen! Have our young friends ever given away

a tract? If you tried to do good in this way, you would be surprised to find how much encouragement might be given you to prosecute your efforts.

Read the following short account of a tract distributor's experience while engaged one day in his interesting work: "As I walked along, I approached two aged men who were breaking stones by the roadside. On reaching them, I asked one, who stood resting on his spade, if he would accept a tract: 'Yes, and thank you,' he answered. As I was taking the tract from my pocket, he fixed his eyes steadily on my face. "There is a text,' said he slowly, and paused. Well,' said I, as he seemed to wait for encouragement to proceed; what text?' 'There is a text,' he resumed, 'that says, no man careth for my soul;" but here is a person that cares for mine.'



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"The quaint remark led to further conversation, and I replied, 'I am glad to hear you repeat one text, and hope you are acquainted with many others in the precious Word of God, and, above all, that you know that dear Saviour there revealed to us.' 'Yes,' answered the old man, 'I know something-a little of His love.' When I had expressed my joy that such was the case, he asked, 'Is it possible to know that our sins are forgiven?' The reason of his putting this question I could not quite comprehend; it was evidently not for his own satisfaction,perhaps it was for the sake of his aged companion. 'Certainly,' I answered, 'there can be no solid peace for a convinced sinner, if he has no sense of the forgiveness of his sins, and our Lord says to His disciples, "Peace I give unto you."' Many other passages of Scripture were mentioned, such as Rom. v. 1, and viii. 16; 1 John iii. 14. 'Well,' said the old man, I have been, and I am, a poor sinful creature, but my sins are all forgiven.' He then spoke with joyful anticipation of the period when he should have no more sin, and should serve the Lord Jesus without a hindrance, see Him as He is, and be made like Him. And does your companion know anything of the love of Christ?' I inquired. 'Answer for yourself,' said he who had just spoken. The aged man raised his eyes from the heap of broken rock before him, on which they had been fixed the whole time his work-fellow and myself had been talking. 'Yes,' he said, in a humble and rather mournful tone, I know Him, I have known Him these five-andtwenty years.'

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"We had a little more conversation on the divine faithfulness in keeping His people through a long life, even to old age and to hoary hairs, and His promise to uphold them to the end of their days, and to bring them safely to His heavenly kingdom. When I was about to walk on, I said, 'We have never met before, and may never meet again till we reach heaven; but I believe we shall know each other there, and remember this morning; for the apostle speaks of his Thessalonian converts as his "crown of rejoicing at the coming of Christ; this could not be unless he knew them.' The second old man, again looking up, repeated the whole passage: ""For what is our hope, or joy, or crown of rejoicing? Are not even ye in the presence of our Lord Jesus Christ at His coming.""


"I bade these aged pilgrims farewell with a lighter heart than I met them; and, as the rough hand of the


poor stone-breaker pressed mine, and both added their hearty amen' to my expression-May the Lord be with you and bless you,' I thanked God for thus refreshing my spirit by Christian intercourse, and encouraging me in His own work, and I unhesitatingly gave away every tract I had with me before I reached home."


We are very much obliged by the kindness which enables us to print, for the use of all our readers, the following letter to the children of the Gourock Church Sabbath School from their late Pastor, who is now so usefully employed in ministering to the sick and wounded soldiers in the hospitals at Scutari.

All our readers who have helped to send out books to our camp or hospitals abroad, will feel as much interest in this nice letter as if it had been written to them by name. And we trust they will all take home to themselves the serious counsel and encouragement which this letter gives them to abound in effort and in prayer for the spiritual good of the brave men who have risked their lives for us in the present war.



MY DEAR YOUNG FRIENDS,-I had the very great pleasure, last evening, of opening a box, containing among other things a gift of books, sent by you for the use of our soldiers in the East. I had before heard of this gift, and was happy to think that you had not forgotten me, and that you were willing to collect for the purpose of putting into my hands such books as your teachers might think fit to select. And I was also happy to think that some other friends, friends both of yours and mine, friends at once of the Sabbath school and the soldier, had been at the pains to forward the books so that your contribution might reach me free of cost. But you may fancy that it gave me still greater pleasure to see the box set down in my room, and after unfastening the key, and applying it to the lock, hear

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