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THE KAREN BLACKSMITH.

mud on the bank. While they were stumbling in this, Mohun ran off like the wind. When he was a good distance off he stopped and challenged them to follow; but they hurried back from him. He then went to the nearest officer of the peace and told him what had happened; but the officer only laughed at him when he asserted that the holy man and his companion were Thugs. Mohun went away, but threatened that he would complain of this treatment to the higher judge at Lucknow. This alarmed the officer; he sent after the man and had him brought back, and said, "If you will go back with me to the tent of these men I will get back all your property for you.' But Mohun answered, "I will not go there

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THE KAREN THE following incident occurred under the eye of Mr and Mrs Ingalls in 1853, at Rangoon, not long after the British arms had broken the Burman power in Pegu. This excellent missionary and his wife had taken possession of a small native house, with no flooring but the earth; it had two doors, one of which opened upon a broad verandah, facing the busy street. In this verandah, day by day, the missionary and his native assistant took their seats, and, with a few Bibles

again if you give me one hundred thousand rupees," (about ten thousand pounds). The officer now sent to the robbers, got back all Mohun's property, and let him go in peace.

In this wonderful way did God save the life of Mohun. And you will be all glad to hear that he is now no longer trying to get to heaven by long and painful pilgrimages and penances, but is a true Christian engaged in preaching the gospel to his countrymen. And how should you pity those wretched beings who suppose that their goddess is pleased with horrid murder? Pray for them, and do all you can to send to them the gospel of Him who came not to destroy men's lives, but to save them.-Juv. Miss. Mag.

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and tracts spread out before them, endeavoured to attract the notice of the passers-by. One morning a Burman entered the verandah, followed by four others. and weary; he threw down the bundle at his back, and cried out, "I'm come back, I want to be a Christian; I want to be baptized, and I've brought four more with me." When he paused, Mr Ingalls said, "But where did you hear of our religion? Who are you?" He started, as he replied,

He was hot, dusty,

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he thought He might even save a poor blacksmith! His eyes glistened as he said, "Oh, how I have read, read! blowing my bellows with one hand, while I have held my Testament with the other. I want to be baptized, in the name of the Lord Jesus."

Why, does not the teacher know | Burmans), that gave him hope, and me? Don't you remember the blacksmith to whom you gave the Testament and the tracts two months ago? I've been reading them ever since; I took them to my village, and have been reading on and on, and now I know all about it; I know Christ can save a poor sinner like me,. and I want to be baptized."

All this time he had been unrolling his bundle; and now he had taken out the precious Testament that had made him wise unto salvation. Mr Ingalls inquired further, and found, that at first the book had awed him by the thought of the majesty and purity of the great God; but, as he read on, and found such wondrous things, and that the Lord Jesus called and saved even poor fishermen (who are held in great contempt by the

After a few days of instruction, counsel, and prayer, the poor blacksmith was baptized, and returned to his native village; here he suffered great persecution from its head-man, on account of his belief, and was driven from his home; he fled towards Ava; but soon after this, we heard that his work was done; and that, having witnessed a good confession upon earth, he was called to enter into the presence of his Master in heaven.-The Book and its Missions.

WHY NOT TO-DAY?

YOUNG friend, you hope, very likely, to be a real Christian some time, and fit to go to heaven. You hope to repent and believe on Christ, and have a good hope, before you die. But why not to-day?

What is to prevent you? Why should you wait any longer? Why not this day awake and call upon your God and resolve that you will sleep no longer? I set before you Jesus

Christ the Saviour, who died to make atonement for sinners,―Jesus, who is able to save to the uttermost,—Jesus, willing to receive. The hand that was nailed to the cross is held out to you in mercy. The eye that wept over Jerusalem is looking on you with pity. The voice that has said to many a wanderer, "Thy sins are forgiven,” is saying to you, "Come unto me." Go to Jesus first and foremost,

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POETRY-MISSIONARY HYMN.

if you would know what step to take. Think not to wait for repentance and faith and a new heart, but go to Him just as you are. Oh, awake, thou that sleepest, and Christ shall give thee light. Why not to day?

Sun, moon, and stars are all witnessing against you: they continue according to God's ordinances, and you are ever transgressing them. The grass, the birds, the very worms of the earth, are all witnessing against you: they fill their place in creation, and you do not. Sabbaths and ordinances are continually witnessing against you: they are ever proclaim ing that there is a God and judgment,

and you are living as if there were none. The tears and prayers of godly relations are witnessing against you: others are sorrowfully thinking you have a soul, though you seem to forget it. The very grave-stones that you see every week are witnessing against you: they are silently witnessing, "Life is uncertain, time is short, the resurrection is yet to come, the Lord is at hand." All are saying, "Awake, awake, awake!" Oh, reader, the time past may surely suffice you to have slept. Awake to be wise. Awake to be safe. Awake to be happy for ever. And why not to-day?

Poetry.

MISSIONARY HYMN.
Tune-Vesper Hymn.

CHRIST the Lord hath come from heaven,

For the sins of men to die;

Christ the bands of death hath riven,
And ascended up on high.

Hark! the joyful sound is swelling
Clear and loud throughout our land,
Of the great salvation telling,

Wrought for men by God's right hand.

Hark! the tidings of salvation Wafted from our favour'd shore, Speak to many a distant nation Of a hope unknown before.

Indian eyes with joy have glisten'd, Austral hearts that joy have shared,

Afric's swarthy sons have listen'd,
While this message was declared.

Wider yet and louder pealing,

Let the silver trump proclaim Glad release and perfect healing,

Light and life through Jesus' rame.

Time is short-the years are fleeting-
Let us work while yet 'tis day;
Hearing, prizing, and repeating,

These glad tidings while we may.

Christ the Lord hath come from heaven,
For the sins of men to die;

Christ the bands of death hath riven,
And ascended up on high.

U. P. Juv. Miss. Mag.

Price 6d. per doz. or 3s. 6d. per 100; 20 copies sent free by post for 10d., paid in advance. Published by GALL & INGLIS, 6 George Street, Edinburgh. HOULSTON & WRIGHT, London.

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neither a short nor a pleasant journey, and wanted all those helps and comforts which we enjoy when we go from one place to another. Sometimes they had to climb up very steep hills, and then, when they had reached the top, they could see nothing but forests, in which there were no paths, while the shrubs and the boughs of the trees were so thickly twined together, that they entirely shut out the rays of the sun. Through this thicket they had to cut their way for five or six miles. Sometimes they came to a broad river, without a bridge or a ford, across which they had to make their way either by swimming, or upon a raft, made from the branches of trees; but often the streams were so rapid that they were in great danger of being carried down by them. In other places, the plains were covered with grass, so high that it hid both the horse and his rider. As there were no inns to receive them, they had generally to sleep in the open air, amongst serpents, wolves, and panthers; and generally, when they awoke in the morning, their clothes would be soaked with rain or dew. Frequently it rained for many days and nights together, and the missionary party had neither house nor tent to shelter them from the weather. When they had eat their provisions, and no deer nor hares were

to be found, nor any fish to be caught, they dug for roots in the forest, and wild potatoes, but they were hard and bitter; while their only drink was muddy water from marshes and fens.

Wherefore did Zeisberger go through all this trouble and danger? It was from love. He loved his Saviour,

and he loved the souls which He had shed His blood to redeem. And as Jesus had borne sorrow and death to bring sinners to Himself, therefore, thought Zeisberger, "I must be willing to suffer the same in preaching His gospel to the heathen, that they may be saved from eternal destruction."

On his way to the Indians, Zeisberger was warned not to put himself in their power, because they were very cruel and savage. When he came among them he found this report to be too true. He saw that their wickedness was very great, and that his life was in constant danger. But he felt no fear, and at once took up his abode with them. Very soon the news of his coming spread all around the neighbourhood, and the whole tribe quickly came together to hear what he had to say. It must have been an interesting sight, when he delivered his first discourse among the savage people. It was at night. Large fires had been kindled, and the Indians sat in a crowded circle all

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