Oh! timely happy, timely wise, New every morning is the love Through sleep and darkness safely brought, New perils past, new sins forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven. If on our daily course our mind Be set, to hallow all we find, New treasures still, of countless price, We need not bid, for cloister'd cell, The trivial round, the common task, EVENING. "Abide with us, for it is toward evening, and the day is far spent."-Luke xxiv. 29. Be my last thought, how sweet to rest Thou Framer of the light and dark, We are in port if we have Thee. If some poor wandering child of thine Rev. xxi. 5. Watch by the sick: enrich the poor Come near and bless us when we wake, We lose ourselves in heaven above. THE DOVE ON THE CROSS. "Nevertheless, I tell you the truth; it is expedient for you that I go away; for if I go not away, the Comforter will not come unto you; but, if I depart, I will send him unto you."John xvi. 7. Where'er the Lord is, there are they; Zeal to inflame, and vice consume. Though he had deign'd with thee to bide? The Dove must settle on the cross, Else we should all sin on or sleep With Christ in sight, turning our gain to loss. ELIJAH AT SAREPTA. "Make me thereof a little cake first, and bring it unto me, and after make for thee and for thy son." Lo, cast at random on the wild sea sand A child low wailing lies: Around with eye forlorn and feeble hand, Scarce heeding its faint cries, The widow'd mother in the wilderness Gathers dry boughs, their last sad meal to dress. But who is this that comes with mantle rude And vigil-wasted air? Who to the famish'd cries, "Come, give me food, I with thy child would share ?" She bounteous gives: but hard he seems of heart, Haply the child his little hand holds forth, Nay, simple one, thy mother's faith is worth Healing and life to thee. That handful given, for years insures thee bread; That drop of oil shall raise thee from the dead. For in yon haggard form He begs unseen, To whom for life we kneel: One little cake He asks with lowly mien, Lavish for Him, ye poor, your children's store, And thou, dear child, though hungering, give glad way To Jesus in his need: So thy blest mother at the awful day Thy name in heaven may read; So by His touch for ever mayst thou live, Who asks our alms, and lends a heart to give. BROTHERLY LOVE. No distance breaks the tie of blood; Oft ere the common source be known, Move heart toward heart by sympathy. So is it with true Christian hearts, Of holiest brotherhood. Oh might we all our lineage prove,- MARTIN FARQUHAR TUPPER. 1810. THIS distinguished author-distinguished for the fine fancy, deep thought, and elevated moral tone of most of his writings-has recently' made us a visit. He came, not to bo lionized, but to see our country, and exchange kindly words with those who had loved and honored, though unseen, the author of the "Proverbial Philosophy." He is a son of the eminent surgeon, Martin Tupper, F. R. S. of London, and was born in that city in 1810. He took his degree of B. A. at Christ Church, Oxford, and subsequently entered at Lincoln's Inn. In due time he was called to the bar, but never practised as a barrister. Mr. Tupper's first publication of any importance was the first series of "Proverbial Philosophy," which appeared in 1837: the second series followed in 1842. This work at once excited attention, and called forth the most favorable criticisms. His next work was "Geraldine, a sequel to Coleridge's Christabel, with other Poems," published in 1838. This was followed, in 1839, by "A Modern Pyramid, to commemorate a Septuagint of Worthies,"-designed to furnish illustrations and descriptions of character of seventy of the most remarkable person 1 April, 1851. ages of sacred and profane history, ancient and modern. In 1840 appeared a pleasant volume of odds and ends, called "An Author's Mind." His next work was a moral novel, published in 1844, entitled "The Crock of Gold,”—designed to illustrate the Sixth Commandment, as well as to show the curse and hardening effects of avarice. It is a talo beautifully told, and one of great interest and attraction. The principal characters of the story are honest Roger Acton, the luckless finder of the "Crock of Gold;" his pure and simple-hearted daughter Grace, her lover Jonathan, Simon Jennings the murderer, his aunt Bridget Quarles the murdered one, and Ben Burke the poacher. The same year (1844) Mr. Tupper published two other works of fiction, in one volume each, namely: "Heart, a social Novel," and "The Twins, a domestic Novel," both highly subservient to the cause of sound morals, and depicting virtue and vice in their appropriate colors. His next work, published in 1845, is entitled "A Thousand Lines,"-a little tract of but sixty pages, containing poems on various subjects, written in his most captivating manner. Mr. Tupper is most known by his "Proverbial Philosophy;" and a book more replete with sound practical wisdom is hardly to be found, though it must be confessed the style of it is in some parts rather inflated. His prose works are also eminently instructive. Of these, "The Crock of Gold" has been most widely read and generally admired; for, as a tale of intense interest and clear moral point, it is scarcely exceeded. The following is the simple account of its origin:— "Some years ago he purchased a house at Brighton. While laying out the garden, he had occasion to have several drains made. One day, observing a workman, Francis Suter, standing in one of the trenches wet and wearied with toil, Mr. Tupper said to him, in a tone of pleasantry, 'Would you not like to dig up there a crock full of gold?' 'If I did,' said the man, 'it would do me no good; because merely finding it might not make it mine.' 'But, suppose you could not only find such a treasure, but honestly keep it, would you not think yourself lucky?' 'Oh yes, sir, I suppose I should-but,' after a considerable pause, but, I am not so sure, sir, after all, that that is the best thing that could happen to me. I think, on the whole, I would rather have steady work and fair wages all the season, than to find a crock of gold! Here was wisdom. The remark of the honest trench-digger at once set in motion a train of thought in the mind of the author. He entered his study-wrote in large letters on a sheet of paper these words, 'THE CROCK OF GOLD, a tale of Covetousness,'—and in less than a week this remarkable story was finished." With such simple threads does genius elaborate the richest and most gorgeous tapestry.' OF COMPENSATION. Equal is the government of heaven in allotting pleasures among men, And just the everlasting law that hath wedded happiness to virtue : An "authorized edition," at once beautiful and complete, of Mr. Tupper's works, has just been published by Messrs. E. H. Butler & Co., of Philadelphia, in four volumes. Volume I. contains "The Crock of Gold"-" The Twins"-"Heart." Volume II. "An Author's Mind""Miscellanies"-" Probabilities." Volume III. "Ballads"-" Poems"-"Geraldine"-" The Metres of King Alfred." Volume IV. "Proverbial Philosophy"-"A Modern Pyramid," &c. These books should be in every household library. |