"Who's here?" he cried, in a voice more querulous than harsh, but by no means pleasant. than make fine speeches; they have been at the rabbits again; you ought to be made to pay for what they take." "Davy Mackus, parish clerk, your honor," said Davy, This was said in an angry tone, but the feeling uppermost meeting and facing him. with the Squire was evidently curiosity. "What do you do here in the week?" asked the Squire, not looking at him, but peering curiously into the chancel as if to find the stranger. "Me pay for the rabbits, Squire !" exclaimed the clerk; "why I'm not keeper nor constable; I've got enough to do with my work here, and my tailoring at home, without "Oh, I've got many jobs to do in the week, your honor," looking after rogues and vagabonds." mean to put a keeper into the house; one who will check may I ask, is your business so urgent that to-night or tothose rascals." morrow will not serve it ?" "It's mine for life; I had it by promise from my dear old master, that I should never be turned out," said Davy, whose whole frame now began to quiver, while he held by the chancel side to prevent his staggering. The Squire took no notice of his distress, but still examining the chancel with his eyes, said: "Who's there?" "Where?" asked Davy, not half recovered from the shock his feelings had sustained. Michael's clear, calm voice, and the tone of decision in which he spoke, had their due influence on the Squire; he muttered something about "excuses" and "idleness," but said nothing direct. He left Michael master of the field, looking back, however, when he reached the fence-gate, as if he had half a mind to return, and still resting his hand on it. "You know my name ?" he said, accosting Michael, who followed him with Davy, the latter having whispered that 66 "Behind you," said the Squire. "I believe you have got they could return to the church after dinner, if he wished it. some poaching fellow hidden there." "Yes, I have heard it," replied Michael, in a tone of indifference. David turned to Michael with a look of supplication, and the latter, finding he could not avoid the meeting, stepped forward and looked the Squire steadily in the face, in silence. Old Boneheart could not stand that resolute eye, he fell back. He made a nervous movement to replace his hat on his head, feeling that his gray cap was not an advantage in the way of personal dignity; but Davy, who saw and rejoiced at the effect Michael's appearance had produced, stopped him, saying respectfully: "We never wear hats in church, your (beg your pardon)—sir." "Can't this morning; I've got a friend with me, a gentleman," said Davy. "Can't you leave your 'gentleman friend' in the church to amuse himself ?" asked the Squire in a tone which brought Michael to the rescue; he passed David, and once more faced the Squire, who, with a somewhat discomfited air, though protected now by his hat, waited for what might be coming. "Mackus and I are very old friends. I have known him many years; I am here for a day only, Mr. Boneheart, and, 'What may yours be ?" asked the Squire, not venturing to look at him. "I am a perfect stranger to you. I will so far satisfy your curiosity as to tell you I am not a poacher." "No, no, I see that; I'm sorry I said it; but I get my mind so ruffled by the people of this place, that I am a little sharp sometimes. You mustn't take offense." The softened, apologetic tone of old Boneheart called for and received a recognition, which was courteous if not cordial, and, with indecision and evident reluctance, the old Squire passed through the gate and walked toward the Hall; Davy and Michael turning toward the clerk's house. While the clerk was busy in his hospitable preparations, Michael sat with his head on his hand in an attitude of deep thought. "Davy," he cried, when the old man, having placed the dinner on the table, sat down, after a reverent grace; "that aunt of mine-I want to hear about her. I didn't know she was dead. When and where did she die ?" "I can't mind the exact date, Master Michael, but it's on the monument; the place was the Hall, when she came to stay with the poor Squire, and never left it till she was carried to the churchyard." "Can you tell me of her last days?" Michael asked. "No, dear master. I saw the dear Squire many times while he was ill, but nobody but Tibbie Dowie was with Miss Airdree. She took mightily to Tibbie. Never was "I'm sure she did. You see, Master Michael, our old reverend, as you left here, he was gone. He didn't live to bury the Squire, and we had no regular clergy for long and long; the place being so small, and the people so poor, and it's being altogether so lonely and out of the way, it was forced to put up with any that could come from places about. So we had one this time, and another another, and no one to visit the sick. Bad days for Skitness then, but it's different now. Mr. Evelyn, he is the regular 'pointed minister, and he comes twice a week to look up the parish, besides being here all Sunday and teaching the lads and lasses, and doing all he can find to do.” JOHN ELIOT. JOHN ELIOT, well styled "the Apostle of the Indians," was born at Nasing, in England, in 1604, and died at Roxbury, Mass., in 1690. After taking his degree at the University of Cambridge, he came to America in 1631, and in the following year became minister of the church at Roxbury. He believed that the Indians of North America were the descendants of the ten lost tribes of Israel. Having mastered their language, he began preaching to them; the first service being held October 28th, 1646. At the close of the discourse, he invited his hearers to propound such questions as they chose. Some of the questions are worthy of note. One asked whether God could understand prayers in the Indian language; another wished to know how there came to be so much difference between the English and the Indians, if they all had one common father; a third was puzzled to understand how there came to be so many people in the world, if the whole human family with the exception of eight persons were all at once drowned in the flood; and so on. Eliot at first met with much opposition from the Indian sachems and conjurors, who threatened him with violence; but he replied: "I am about the work of "Poor old Tib!" said Michael, with a sigh, as the vision the great God, and He is with me; so that I fear neither of his old nurse rose before him. you nor all the sachems in the country. I will go on; do "No poor about it," responded Davy. "She's got the you touch me if you dare." A community of praying true secret of joy and peace in her heart, and though she's Indians was soon formed, which was in time organized as got her faults, they're neither so big nor so many as most a Church. Eliot continued his labors for the Indians down folks' are. She'll be a great miss in Skitness whenever the to the close of his life. He received a salary of £50 a year Lord takes her." from the English Society for Propagating the Gospel, "Is Bonus Colon alive?" Michael asked. "The shoe- nearly all of which he gave to his flock. His literary labors maker, I mean. Davy nodded and replied, "Oh yes, he's alive, but in a better world than this. A good living man was Bonus. He got many kicks and cuffs and bad words for his religion's sake, being so outspoken, you know; but he minded none of it. They couldn't lay it to him that his shoes let in water, nor that he made a new job when he mended an old boot; there wasn't one to bring reproof of that sort to his door. He said to me when I told him I was sorry for his troubles, 'Davy, I make nought of it; they will bury me and forget me, but it takes a great many shovelfuls of earth to bury the truth-they can't bury that."" "He must have been old. I remember he had white hairs when I left," said Michael. "Aye, it's the fashion to say, 'White hairs are death's blossoms,' but his was blossoms from the tree of life. We had many a joyful talk as we sat under its shadow! He was a choice spirit, and a right good confession he made." Why, Davy, you are come out quite a preacher," said 66 Michael, with a smile. "Me a preached I hope I know my duty better than to preach to the like of you, dear Master Michael," said the clerk, humbly. "You must please excuse me, I never get one to speak to about God's truth, only Tibbie, and I seldom see her; and, truly, it's out of the abundance of a full heart my mouth speaks; please forgive me if I've been too free!" "Dear Davy," cried Michael, grasping his hand, "you have not, and I want to hear a great deal more; so, as we have done dinner, we will go and see Tibbie and the dominie, and the rest you can talk by the way." [To be continued in our next number.] CAST up the particular sums of all good things promised in the covenant, and the total they amount unto is "salvation."- Gurnall. were also considerable. He wrote an Indian grammar, and made a metrical translation of the Psalms into the Indian tongue. But his great work was the translation of the entire Bible into the Indian language, the New Testament being printed in 1661, and the Old Testament two years later. This Indian Bible is now very rare, and copies bring large prices. Ten years ago one was sold in New York for $1,130. The language in which it is written has utterly perished. It is said that within the last century there have not been more than two or three persons who could read a page of this translation. LAMPREY-FISHING IN THE RIVERS OF ENGLAND. THE lampreys, curious fishes, are in many respects the lowest in organization of the vertebrate animals. They are chiefly remarkable for the singular construction of the mouth, which, formed like that of the leech, enables the lampreys to hold firmly to any object by suction. The breathing apparatus appears externally to consist of fourteen small apertures, seven on each side of the neck. Their progress through the water is accomplished by a rapid undulating movement. The Lampern, or River Lamprey, is plentifully found in many rivers. It is extremely common at Ashbourne, in Derbyshire, England, inhabiting the Dove and its tributary brooks. Strange to say, the inhabitants of Ashbourne held it in some abhorrence, and there was only one individual possessing sufficient strength of mind to eat them. He found them a most agreeable addition to his ordinary diet. The lamperns, or lampreens as they were called, used to lie in masses of eighteen or twenty together in a hole, and if disturbed, set off down the stream with some speed. The fishing for these eel-like inhabitants of the waters is conducted by lines, and by snares, on the principle of eelpots, placed near the natural or artificial falls which they prefer. swer. THE MAPLETON PLAN. BY S. BATES. IN TWO PARTS.-PART II. V. THE children were beginning to carry questions home, that the parents, in many instances, found it difficult to anAt dinner Mrs. Lawton was sensibly disturbed. Of course, who could put such ideas into their heads but the schoolmistress, and the schoolmistress should answer for it. It was recess. Alice had run in to see Mrs. Gorham. The irate woman did not stop until she was seated in the minister's parlor. Thus far she had thought herself strong, and able to speak strong words; but the sight of Mrs. Gorham's mild face changed the course of her anger. She was vexed at herself for presuming to say anything to the schoolmistress; she would wait until a time when she could be free from observers. 1 On the opposite corner of the street, but within range of the parsonage windows, stood Mr. Lawton's saloon. Just that moment a man came reeling down the steps. As he reached the last he fell upon the pavement, and his hat rolled over and over, and at last lodged in the gutter. "Poor man! He seems to be hurt," exclaimed Alice, as she ran down the yard. Mrs. Gorham turned to the visitor with a face from which all color had fled. "I often question if it is Mr. Lawton or his clerks." "Goodness! You don't call that Lawton! It's Benson. He's so every day." "Do you ever consider, Mrs. Lawton, who it is that gives him drink?" 279 "The next time he speaks in this way, tell him you consider it a terrible business. Just consider what it is to stand behind the bar, day after day, and deal out poison that makes men murderers of their wives and their children. Is it not terrible? And, Mrs. Lawton, of the thousands that go down to a drunkard's grave every year, how many go through the direct agency of your husband? How his influence are left to an inheritance of poverty and the many widowed mothers, how many little children through want of everything needful?” I will not hear it!" rising up in her passion. "Is it not the truth? Do you consider it reputable business to sell whisky ?" ant; tears were running down her cheeks. She dropped A change came over the woman-she was no longer defiinto the chair she so lately vacated and hid her face in her hands. the money-she does not feel that she can ever use another "I wish you would speak to Lawton about it. He is the "Possibly there is nothing that will bring him as much money; but he can surely find honest employment-employment that will not blacken his soul, and bring shame and self-abasement upon his wife and his children." There was no reply. Mrs. Lawton sat with her handkerchief to her face, striving in vain to restrain tears. Mrs. Gorham continued: "You must not think it is because I do not feel for you that I speak in this way; it is because I do regard you kindly that I call your attention to the question of right "Of course, everybody gives it to him," reddening as she and wrong. Would you like another to sell drink to your spoke. “Every one of the saloon-keepers, you mean ?” "Certainly." "Would Benson be what he is if he did not get whisky, Mrs. Lawton ?" "I presume he would not get beyond himself, if he did not get whisky," was said, tertly. "I am told that he is naturally kind and industrious when not under the influence of strong drink. Whisky inflames him. At home he is like a wild beast. Last week the little boys came for Mr. Gorham. When he entered the wretched home, Benson had his hand in his wife's long hair and was dragging her brutally over the floor." husband-to your son ?" "No, indeed; I could not bear it !" you persuade him to go into other business ?" "If I only knew what !"-lifting her face to her ques tioner. the business, I dare affirm the way will open to something looking quite white and exhausted. "What is it—what has happened?" exclaimed the young "It is dreadful !" Mrs. Lawton was forced to remark. "I wife. have heard Mr. Lawton say he was a hard customer." "And then he flings him out of his store after taking his money and making him quarrelsome," with an upward inflection of voice. God grant that I may "I have been to see Benson home. never see such another sight !" Mrs. Lawton was in the act of leaving. Mrs. Gorham saw her to the door. Coming back, the latter said to her "Mrs. Lawton was here, and saw it for herself." "And you read her a lecture ?"-looking into the flushed face. "I tried to have her look at the subject in the right "It is not Mr. Lawton more than others," with ill-con- husband: cealed passion. Mrs. Gorham moved her chair so near that she could lay her hand on the arm of the irritated woman. "I have long desired to ask, Mrs. Lawton, if your husband stops to consider the wrong he is doing that poor family?" "It is not my husband more than others. Lawton has not lived in Mapleton always-Benson was a drinking man when we came." "You have been several years in this business," persisted Mrs. Gorham. "True; and we have just supported ourselves. I have heard Lawton say frequently he'd get out of it if he could." light." "And of course she was indignant ?" like to see her husband in other business.” "At first; but afterward she admitted that she would "Of course you promised her something?" "Not quite promised, John; I simply asked her how she would like the mill ?" "I had no idea my wife was such a diplomat," smiled the pastor. "Do not laugh at me; it is work thrust upon us. I do LAMPREY-FISHING IN THE RIVERS OF ENGLAND.-SEE PAGE 278. not mean to carry them outright; merely to aid them to make a start in the right direction." "I am not laughing at you, Mary; and, as far as I can, I will aid you. When men and women are taught self-reliance, the problem of the philanthropist and the political economist will be solved." VI. TEMPERANCE principles were taking root in Mapleton, and already there was a strong feeling of indignation against the liquor traffic. The "Gorham Bureau" was not only active, but increased in numbers. Benson's injuries were severe, and the consequent suffering of his family, and the tangible help necessary to save them from starvation were the means of tearing the scales from the eyes of those who had before taken no especial pains to ask the question. "How does my influence affect the community? Am I in any sense my brother's keeper ?" And asking it, the answer came in words not to be mistaken : tion, lest ye die; it shall be a statute for ever throughout your generations.' It does not follow because this command was given to the priests that the laity could drink to excess and not sin. In Deuteronomy we find, that the glutton and the drunkard were both worthy of death, and again, Moses, in exhorting the children of Israel to keep the covenant, says: "Ye have not eaten bread, neither have ye drunk wine or strong drink, that ye might know the Lord your God."" "Not more profitable to us, at this day, is the history of Joshua, a man who decided 66 that as for me and my house we worship God,' than the simple narrative of Manoah, of the tribe of Dan. You remember the time and the occasion, the visit of the man of God to Manoah's wife, and when Manoah saw him, and said unto him, 'Art thou the man that spakest unto the woman?' And he said, 'I am.' Manoah put the second question: How shall we order the child, and how shall we do unto him?' And the angel answered: 'Of all that I said unto the woman, let her beware. She may not eat of anything that cometh of wine, neither let her drink wine or strong drink.' After a series of questions more or less pertinent to the subject the pastor continued: "Not alone do we find strong drink forbidden, but there are denunciations and threatenings. Solomon says: 'Wine is a mocker, strong drink is raging; and whosoever is deceived thereby is not wise.' 'He that loveth pleasure shall be a poor man; he that loveth wine and oil shall not be rich.' Hear now, my son, and be wise. Be not among wine bibbers.' 'For the drunkard and the glutton shall come to poverty.' Who hath woe? Who hath sorrow? Who hath contention? Who hath babbling? Who hath wounds without cause? Who hath redness of eyes? They that tarry long at the wine; they that go to "Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart- seek mixed wine. Look not thou upon the wine when it is and thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself." red; when it giveth his color in the cup; when it moveth itself aright. At the last it biteth like a serpent and stingeth like an adder.'" Some of the more conscientious put themselves in rapport with the great army of temperance workers, and at length it was announced from the pulpit, that, in accordance with the request of his people, they would have on the coming week a Gospel Temperance meeting; not for the purpose of testimony, but to see what could be found in God's Word in relation to the sin of indulgence in strong drink. The newly awakened interest prompted not alone the church membership to be present, but the congregation were stirred with a spirit of inquiry. By request each brought a Bible. After a brief prayer in which the glory of the Invisible seemed to fill the place, the pastor said: "We have met together, I trust not so much to satisfy ourselves with regard to individual belief touching the question of temperance, as to learn what is said in God's Holy Word against strong drink. To do this we must of necessity be brief and frequently fragmentary. Going back to the time of Moses and Aaron we find : "Do not drink wine nor strong drink, thou, nor thy sons with thee, when ye go into the tabernacle of the congrega 666 ་ Turning the leaves slowly the pastor read in a persuasive voice. "It is not for kings, oh Lemuel, it is not for kings to drink wine; nor for princes, strong drink. Lest they drink and forget the law, and pervert the judgment of any of the afflicted."". Then, after a moment's pause, "In Isaiah we find, 'Woe unto them that rise up early in the morning, that they may follow strong drink; that continue until night, till wine inflame them.' Woe unto them that are mighty to drink wine, and men of strength to mingle strong drink.' 'Woe to the crown of pride, to the drunkards of Ephraim, whose glorious beauty is a fading flower, which are on the head of the fat valleys of them that are overcome with wine.' 'The crown of pride, the drunkards of Ephraim, shall be trodden under feet erred through wine, and through strong drink are out of the way; the priests and the prophet have erred through strong drink, they are swallowed up of wine, they are out of the way through strong drink.' they also have |