CONTENTS, . 375 Page 284 Happy mother, the 65 | Hive, the, and its won- 376 ders :- trades carried on by 215 Pollen-propolis-divi. Few books and many 45 Swarming of the bees, 251 Heatheu festival in Cey- Neatness of the bee What will become of Sting of the bee-anger Cottage children in the War-honey-instinct Do not throw stones 119 Home 68 Dying scholar's message. 300 I wish I was a queen! 137 Evening star, the 125 James and Robert; or, 257 John in search of a place 103 . 301 355 visits to, 1, 60, 74, 106, 144, Good Sunday scholar, the 161 170, 217, 233, 265, 276, 305, 338, 367 glance at the 133 Leap-year. 15 Globe in Leicester- Little Irish girl, the 56 thorns . 357 0 • 353 . . 367 Little Mary and her Setting sun, the . 176 225 “She died like a lamb” 205 Miner's daughter, the 71 Sit up, Pompey 164 374 Threepenny omnibus, the 33 Peevish Peggy; or, wash.. Village school, the. 193 Pilgrim's Progress, les- Welsh girl, the 315 9 301, 317 Who is the coward ? 239 Quite another thing 85 Widow's son, the 201 334 . 191 • 328 POETRY. 96 Love your enemies. 380 380 Bloom of youth, the 232 Parents, prayer of, for Child's prayer for a new Prayer . Christ's regard for the Robes of white, the 112 “Love one another 127 Vain new year's wishes 64 . . 31 A NEW EXHIBITION; OR, No. 1. The Industrial Exhibition in Hyde Park has closed. The jewels, the statues of marble, the No. 85, Jan. 1852. B painted glass, the loud-pealing, organs, the powerful machines, the curious things in gold, silver, pearls, ivory, silk, lace, china, glass, and tapestry are sold or removed by their owners. They will not be seen again as they have been seen, filling the people of many lands with astonishment and delight. Like all the works of man, they have passed away. In the CHILD'S COMPANION of last year some of the most singular of these works of art and skill were described, and, it is hoped, not without some pleasure and profit to youthful readers. To what shall we look to interest them for the year 1852?_We have a thought a wish-a purpose. We will conduct them to an Exlibition filled with the wonderful works of God. Its roof is the blue and lofty sky; its flooring is of emerald green; its treasures are a thousand objects from nearly every country of the world. In its midst is a small palace of glass,” full of the grand and the beautiful. Around it are productions of all tints and colours, from the deepest green to the purest white: there the crimson, the yellow, the purple, the ruddy, and the russet, all mingle in sweetest beauty. The rare and the common, the lofty and the lowly, that which can please the eye, the taste, or the sense of smell, are seen side by side. It is an Exhibition for all the year round, though at some geasons it is more lovely than at others. Nor does it pass away with a single year, but from age to age it continues to gladden the hearts and promote the good of old and young. And what proves an attraction to many is, that it may be en. tered without payment of money ; the poor are |