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Agnes, stood at the altar of the old wind- was not so formidable, for she left them worn church upon the cliff, with a gathering under a promise that if possible a portion of of true friends around them who wished every summer should be spent at Eastwick; them the best of good wishes, and felt some- with the others it was a more lasting and thing more than common faith in their serious separation ; but they left behind wishes being fulfilled. Neither will we them warm affections and fervent prayers, speak of the homes that were left when the which they had faith to believe would not carriages with the two parties rolled away. fail them, even if they should never meet To Agnes the separation from her parents again on this side the grave.




the germ

of a

OSTER, of Haarlem, cut letters on that traffic between the coasts of remote

the bark of a tree with his pen- ages and our own."
knife, and then transferred them To adopt the philosopher's metaphor in

to paper to please his children. closing the fourth volume of Our Owx FIREGuttenburg, of Mentz, in conjunction with SIDE, we trust we are launching another Faust, invented the moveable type, and first ship on the sea of time, laden with houseemployed it in printing the Bible. Thus hold treasures gathered from many sources ; sprang


that reformed and, with grateful hearts to the God of the Church and ruled the destinies of the Knowledge, we would venture to ask our world.

readers to unite with us in the expression of The Press awoke men's minds from their the earnest prayer that our vessel may have slumbers, and made darkness everywhere a prosperous voyage. visible. It furnished lungs for sentiments, Looking forward to the future, we again ingendered in solitude and nourished in

request and rely upon the generous and silence, to breathe through. Thoughts cordial co-operation of all who have helped hitherto chained, burst the limits of their us hitherto. We do this not merely on prison house, and shot forth on their mis- the ground of commercial considerationssion like rays of light, to expose the deeds although these present a strong plea, since of tyranny and priestcraft.

the character of the magazine, eschewing as At first the efforts of this giant power

it does all "sensational fiction,” necessarily were but feeble, yet it gradually rose in renders it the more difficult to secure majesty, and marched forward in the great- the circulation which can alone meet the ness of its might, till at length prejudice great expenditure incurred—but on the and superstition everywhere fled at its ap- higher ground of Christian interest in a most proach. Luther used it as a blazing torch important work. -in what we call the dark ages-to dispel There can be no doubt that, in the present the gloom of the nations. Fox, the martyr- day, the power of the Press is rapidly inologist

, says, “ Hereby knowledge groweth, creasing, and it depends on the quality of the books are dispersed, the Scriptures are works which it issues whether the extension read, truth is discerned, falsehood is detected of its power is to be a source of weal or woe. and with the finger pointed at." While | It is equally certain that a larger quantity of Bacon, who tells us, “Knowledge is power," poisonous trash emanates from the Press at quaintly adds, “Books are the ships of time the present time than at any previous epoch.

It is notorious that the sensational literature works for which there was no demand, and of the day is superseding those graphic, publishers would not print them. wholesome, and instructive works which But this negative resistance of the evil is inform the mind and strengthen its reflec- not enough. We do well to banish what is tive powers. History is voted a bore, and evil, but we shall do this most effectively by travels even are considered dull, unless they supplying what is good. Books the Home refer to some new country and are full of must have, and what we want in these Home exciting adventures. Philosophy and science books is, “purity without dulness, morality are uncared for, and books on art are looked

without moroseness, and seriousness without upon with about the same favour as a trea- sadness." tise on abstruse mathematics.

We present Our Own FIRESIDE as our But what we want our readers to notice

contribution to such a HOME LIBRARY: and is, that these demoralizing publications are since the merit of the Magazine is due to perhaps the most baneful of all insidious

those literary friends who, for the most part, evils. It is true the writers of these pols have willingly and gratuitously engaged luting works sometimes defend themselves with ourselves in "a labour of love,” we from censure by alleging that at last vice venture to quote from the Reviews with meets with its recompense, and that virtue which the magazine has been favoured, a is fitly praised; but a few remedial sentences

few specimens of the judgment passed upon at the conclusion of a novel are wholly in- it. sufficient to efface the impression produced

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Calculated to add to the comfort and cheerfulness which so many of our popular authors and authoresses seem to delight in. They are,

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“No literary taste can fail to be gratified."- Morn

ing Adrertiser. tion, and no doubt if, as some have ad.

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their firm resolution to allow and discrimination have made this periodical.”Dorset nothing of the kind to enter their houses, a

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“Our Own FIRESIDE is quite as edifying in the

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“In variety and literary excellence, Our Own FIRE- side Circle next year. Our circulation may side is unsurpassed by any of the cheap periodicals. so advance indefinitely; and we think we It is a magazine for the million.”Liverpool Mail.

may pledge ourselves that, so far as literary “In OUR OWN FIRESDE we have the whole man cared for-man religious, man social, man intellectual,

merit can be secured by us, the future of scientific, and imaginative. The young and the old the magazine shall not be unworthy of the will find interesting matter; the family in sorrow, past. words of sympathy; and in prosperity, aids for enjoy- Our avowed mission is to the Family. ment. We know of no magazine which possesses a

Our prayerful and anxious desire, in depenstronger claim to be 'amagazine for Christian families.””

dence upon the Divine blessing, is to pro--South Bucks Free Press. “Our Own FIRESIDE is full of good things; amus

mote Domestic happiness : ing, instructive, and useful. We cannot recommend a

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We believe the value of the family constituterms we could possibly command of Our Own FIRESIDE. To say that its character is sustained, is not

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centre of a mighty influence for good, and “Our Own FIRESIDE holds on its way with all the indications of increasing necessity and growing useful

the printing-press as “the pen of the ready ness. It contains a marvellous variety of interesting writer”—the telegraph of “thoughts that and instructive articles.”Glasgou Courier.

breathe and words that burn," -we desire “One of the very best periodicals for the homes of to enter that circle, and stimulate that inour land.”—Morning Star.

fluence. Thankful shall we be if, as the We confess that we attach a very high result of our labours, we are privileged to value to these unbiassed expressions of augment in any degree the pure and sacred journalistic opinion, and we think they will joys of Home-to quicken the high and holy be regarded as justifying our appeal to the impulses of loving hearts, within friends of Pure Literature for continued, hearty, and active co-operation. The in

“ That mystic circle which surrounds

Comforts and virtues never known fluence and interest of the Clergy we espe

Beyond the hallowed limit." cially invite. What is read in the Home is only second in importance to what is heard We close the literary labours of the year from the pulpit; and it should be remembered with the hearty and sincere wish that all that whilst our aim is mainly to supply our readers may enjoy a cheerful Christmas, an interesting week-day magazine, dealing both in the ordinary and in the higher sense with topics of general interest, in a Chris- of the words—a Christmas with Christ at the tian tone, Our Own FIRESIDE is the only festal board—a Christmas with looks of magazine of its class which is avowedly love and smiles of peace, a heart of charity, attached to the Erangelical and Protestant and a hand of brotherly warmth, and which principles of the Church of England.

shall be remembered gratefully when it is But we look to all our readers. Let none gone, like all its predecessors, with the years desert the "old friend” for a new one, but that are so rapidly numbering the milelet each ask another friend to join our Fire- stones on life's swift journey.


HE weary world lies hushed in peace sublime,

Waiting the coming of some vast event
In grandeur worthy the Omnipotent:

The promise made in infancy of Time,
But now to be fulfilled. The Jew and Greek
Are watching omens in the earth and sky,
And, breathless, listening until God shall speak
And come into His temple suddenly.
Men look for angels-angels publish God, -
And, lo! He comes in lowliest guise forlorn.
One royal star shines o'er His poor abode-
The Prince of peace is in a manger born!
The babe enshrines the God! O wondrous plan!
Earth saved, Heaven opened, and our God made Man!

The joyful morn is breaking,

The brightest seen on earth
Since Eden's natal waking-

The morn of Jesu's birth.
Sweet Bethlehem's star shines glistening

Where Jesus cradled lies,
And earth and Heaven are listening

To angel melodies.
The songs of peace are swelling

From heavenly hosts on high,
And angel tongues are telling

Good news through earth and sky.
The news of free salvation,

Good will from God to man,
And every land and nation

May hear the welcome strain.
Come, see the Royal Stranger,

Behold the Babe Divine ;
In yonder lowly manger,

Is Jesu's humble shrine.
Sages and shepherds, meeting,

Their offerings gladly bring,
And bow, in worship greeting,

The new-born Saviour, King.
And, lo! we join thorn, kneeling,

With glowing hearts and tongues,
Our gratitude revealing

In gifts and grateful songs.
O day of coming glory,

We hail thy brightening morn,
And sing the wondrous story,
Of Christ the Saviour born.

Author of " Kentish Lyrics," 8c.





ANY noble and gifted men have been But clouds ere long gathered round his path;

schooled for the honours and com- damp mists came over his home; unkindness forts of after-life by the sorrows, from without; poverty, anxious care, personal

struggles, and hard labour of their and domestic affliction within; until his life early days. Their mellow autumn has come was at its darkest, in the hour when bis Anne after a cold spring and a stormy summer. It was taken, and his heart and hearth were left is a joy to watch these men as they pass at in desolation. But even while the bitterness length from their age of trial to their period was full upon his soul, the clouds began to of compensative freedom and repose. The break from around him, and the tokens of a sight inspires something like a renewal of that bright evening began to offer consolation to fresh enjoyment which the earliest touch of his chastened heart. poetic beauty gave one's childhood when The Benchers of Lincoln's Inn were among Watts' happy lines on A Summer Evening” the first to show their loving estimate of his first fell on the ear. Who is not familiar with worth. There was what Walton calls a "lovethe picture? The sun rising in a mist, the strife” between their liberality and his faith. droppings of morning rain, and, at last, the ful services as their chaplain. Then royal rich calm evening light.

favour opened his way to Germany, in connec"For now the fair traveller's come to the west,

tion with the embassy of Lord Hay; and after His rays are all gold, and his beauties are best; a time of pleasant relaxation at the court of his He paints the skies gay as he sinks to his rest, former mistress, he came back to enter into And foretells a bright rising again."

the quietness and ease of his last honourable This is a "moral song "made for children, it is

days. true; but happy is he who has come to that He was, on one occasion, invited to the royal childlikeness of spirit which finds refreshing

table. The king was quite himself. pleasure in singing again the songs of infancy.

“Dr. Donne," said he, when he had taken his Among the many distinguished lives whose

seat, "I have invited you to dinner, and though tranquil sunset might recall the simple melody you sit not down with me, yet I will carve to which Watts thus gave to infant lips, none, to

you a dish that I know you love well; for my mind, has richer and more holy “light at

knowing you love London, I do therefore male eventide than that of Dr. Donne. His

you Dean of St. Paul's; and when I have youthful career had opened with promise of

dined, then do you take your beloved dish clear sunshine. The smile of royalty had

home to your study, say grace there to your. glanced upon him while he was in the service

self, and much good may it do you." of the Princess Elizabeth, afterwards known

Well said, and well done, James! In this as the Queen of Bohemia, or otherwise “The

instance, at all events, you proved something Queen of Hearts,” and he had been honoured

like a claim to the courted honour of being with permission at her wedding, which was on

called “The Solomon of the age.” St. Valentine's Day, to offer that remarkable

Ecclesiastical honours and emoluments not epithalamium, or marriage song, which opens

followed one another, as if they were hastenthus, in his distinctive style :

ing to compensate the new Dean for the priva.

tions and hardships which he had so long en. “Hail, Bishop Valentine, whose day this is,

dured. He proved himself equal to his position. All the air is thy diocis, And all the chirping choristers,

His character rose above the touch of envy; And other birds, are thy parishioners.

and his life ministered joy to those who loved Thou marryest every year

him. The lyric lark, and the grave whispering dove,

“I always rejoice," said the king, "when I The sparrow that neglects his life for love, think that by my means he became a divine.” The household bird with the red stomacher."

Thank you, royal sir! Who is not more and

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