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44 <fot iht If&iMw*. rgrM'.v. _ «■■ ■ - 1 ' May’s Might Question. “ Mamma,” said May, the other night. When all the world waa sleeping, And vigil stars with tender light, Were through the shutters peeping. “Mamma, where now is Lulu gone?” ‘ My love, to God, in heaven.” “No, no, mamma! she is at home; I saw here there this evening.” Little Lulu was our neighbor child, A sweet aud winsome baby, All dimpled o’er; her calm, sweet smile Gave look of “ little lady.” The angel of death, with folded wing, Sat down before the portal, And when the matin birds did sing, ' Lulu had grown immortal. Great mystery 1 D.'ead mystery! How could'my darling read it? 1 spoke of death—eternity: Earnestly did she heed it. I told her God had called the child To live with Him in glory; Her childish heart pulsed strangely wild As she listed the wondrous story. “Mamma, ’tis this: little Lulu’s here, And God took Lulu’s spirit .” Upon mv hand I felt a tear, Aud May grew very quiet. At length she said, in meekest tone, “ When I go up to heaven, I’ll see little Lulu by God s throne, With the pretty things lie’s given. And I’ll take her on my little knee Aud kiss her dimpled shouldes, And I’ll look, mamma, to see 1 f Lulu’s any older.” It was a sweet and childish thought; Hut is not this the lesson: That children, by the angels taught, Helieve in recognition! , Mas. Sally Rochester Fobd. “ Unwritten Music.” As those objects which present harmony of colors, or regularity of form to the organs of vision, seem beautiful to the sight, so a con eonl of sweet sounds awakens pleasurable emotions in the mind of the most careless listener. The individual whose heart cannot be moved by music, is dead to every sentiment of re finement—dead to every feeling of true af fection —dead to every softening and .eleva' ting influence. ilow merciful in our Creator to implant in our hearts a love for music ! It seems as though lie looked upon this earth and saw the depravity and wretchedness that filled it to overflowing—saw man’s heart all torn by grief, and blackened by sin—his affections all warped by avarice and ambition—his heart strings all sounding the discord of his baser passions. lie beheld all this, and, pitying, He awakened one cord to the sense of music. That cord is, as it were, an oasis in the desert of the heart. When the surface of the latter is scorched by the rays of sorrow and disap pointment, the former stands forth offering shade and refreshment, —for its comforting strains have been known to revive many a parched and desolate soul. Music presents a field for the composer as broad as thought, as deep as human concep tion; yet of all the master pieces of theartever executed, of all the sweetness and harmony of sound ever collocated by human agency, none can equal the unwritten music of na ture. It is ever sounding in our ears. Go where you vvill, it is there, sweet as the strains sung by the fabled Orpheus of old : “Oh! what a world ()(' heaven descended music lies around Our daily pathway! in the morning air, Tiie noontide glory, and the dewy f. II Os dusky twilight—in the carrolltngs Os bird and breeze, the murmur of the leaves, And the low gliding streamlet.” We hear it in the breeze as it stirs the foliage of the forest, soothing the heart with its soft melody. The maiden who has felt the force of Cupid’s archery, listens to its sighing, and its gentle influence enters her throbbing heart now beating high with hopes, and now depressed by fears, and that low subtile music calms and soothes it to rest. — And when at twilight, we sit and gaze into tho distance, thinking sadly of loved ones far away, the night winds’ gentle murmurs seem to echo our troubled thoughts as some mourn ful chord struck by a master hand, often re sponds to the soul’s deep sorrows. The storm, as it sweeps along with its roarings, peals forth the war music of nature. At one time we hear, as it were, the thun* derings of the onslaught; at another, the truce; and then the retreat; now’, the rally and the pursuit. The brook makes melody, as it goes bab> bling on in its path to the river. It sings to to the trees that hang over it, giving protec tion from the sun, and dipping their branches in its cooling waters. It sends forth its cheering notes to enliven the thirsty traveller, as weary, and almost despairing, he stops to slack his thirst and bathes his heated brows and rest upon its shady banks. And then the birds! Ilow delightful to sit and listen to their love songs—more ex quisite than human tongue could utter!— Now, some solitary songster calls its lost mate in strains so sorrowful as to move the hardest heart. Yonder, a mother-bird sings to her little ones a lullaby so sweet and ten der, so full of love and affection, as to touch even the heart of the wanton boy, who would seek to rob her of her “ darling nestlings !” When we go to the seashore, and listen to tiie voice of the mighty deep, it awakens in us a feeling of awe and reverence. It chants the requiem of those who lie slumbering in its fathomless recesses—who went down leav ing loved ones at home to wait and watch for their safe return. It sings the funeral song of those who have been wrecked on life’s great ocean. When the winds are turned loose, and the sea grows angry, and lifts its billows to bat tle with the lightning in the clouds, it sings of a great God who rules the universe, all powerful and eternal. And, as if to regulate the force of the tone by the importance of the theme, it lifts its voice to high heaven, and sends the notes echoing among the crags and cliffs of Cloudland. But, I must stop. It is impossible to enu merate. Were I gifted with the voice of even inspiration itself, I could hardly do justice to the infinite variety and sweetness of Nature’s unwritten music. “ Can we note Its many braided melodies ? or give again Its spells of song to thousands ? No, not one.” And vet the poorest slave may revel in this music, written by the hand of God. Lizzie. Sowing Golden Wheat. It is an old allegory of the East, that a man going on his journey gave two sacks of wheat to two of his servants, and bade them take care of them until his return. Years passed ; and when he came again and called for his own, one took him to his storehouse and showed him his wheat—a mildewed, mouldy heap, unfit for any use. The other him out into the open country, and point ed out broad fields of waving grain, the pro duet. of the wheat entrusted to him. “ You have been faithful,” said the owner, with a smile. “Give me the two sacks of the wheat —the rest is thine.” God gives us all talents to improve for him. Now, if we let them waste, like the mouldy wheat, we shall get no approval. Worse still, the Master will condemn us as lintrofitable servants. , But if we use all his gifts in the best way •we can, always thinking of the kind Friend who gave them, and striVlng in all we do to please him, we shall not loose a glorious re ward. When we -awake in the morning this should be our first thought, What can 1 do this day for Jesus ? Every time you con THE CHRISTIAN INDEX AND SOUTH-WESTERN BAPTIST: ATLANTA, GA„ THURSDAY, MARCH 16, 1871. quer self, and take up an unpleasant duty be cause it is right, you are sewing golden wheat Every time you learn a p ecious verse of the Bible, or a sweet hymn, you are improving the talent of memory in a most useful mans ner. Every time you give of your abundance to God’s poor, or perform some loving ser vice for the suffering and needy, you are cul tivating the talent for doing good in a way most acceptable to your Master. Our gifts are many and various, but God calls on us to use them all for his glory, and not our own selfish good. And he has so kindly ordered it, that in so doing we shall find the very highest enjoyment it is possible for us to experience here below.— Fresh. Tbe Boy Who Lived in a Glass House. There was once a boy who went and lived in a glass house. He did this because he con sidered himself so beautiful and so good that people would always like to look at him. But when, after he had resided in the glass house for a long while, he found people did not come to look at him as much as he had expected, he spent some time in thinking what was the reason and what he should do; and at last resolved to go and throw stones at other folks, in order to make them admire him in his glass house. One day, for instance, he sallied forth, and looked over a garden-wall, and saw in the garden some little girls and boys playing at battledore and shuttlecock. “ How very untidy your back hair is,’ - he said to one of the young ladies ; “I should be ashamed of it if l were you.” And with that he walked away, after having thrown a stone into the garden,repeating,“ I should be asham ed of it if 1 was you.” “Should you, though ?” said)the youug la dy’s brother, springing up, jumping over the wall, and following him to the glass house that he lived in. When the little boy—who was,we may as well mention at once, known as Censorious Simon —had got to the glass house he sat down, looking very contented with himself, for the people to look at. But he had not observed that the young lady’s brother had followed close behind him, aud, in fact, that he was now looking in upon him. “ There you are, with your boot-lace all down !” says the brother. “I should be asham ed of it if f were you.” And so saying, he threw a stone at the glass house. Os course one of the panes w'as cracked, and so Censorious Simon, who had not noticed his boot lace wa9 down, had to mend the pane with putty, or something, as well as he could. This vexed him very much, because the part where the mend was made interrupted people’s view of his perfections. The very next day as he was going along he overheard a little boy, who was on his way to school, repeating his lesson to him self, and saying, man- man, ers ers, manners; mat- mat, erer, matter. So he took a pencil and a piece of paper out of his pocket, and wrote, “What makes you spell so bad!” and he signed this, “Cen?orious Simon, Glass House,” for he was proud, and wrapping the paper round a stone,flung it at the little boy. The following day whack came a stone, wrap ped up in a piece of paper, clean through a pane of glass, arid inside was written, “What mukes you write had for badly ?” Censorious Simon was very vexed w ith the world, and said to himself, “ My mistake was only anjac cident, of course.” But there was now anoth er flaw in his glass house; and if people came to admire him, there would now be two spots to hinder their view of his beauty. This he did not at all like, but he mended the place as well as he was able, and sat down as before to be lookrd at. Another time Censorious Simon came across some boys “hishing” two dogs at each other, and said, “I should be ashamed of my self, if l was you, to be so cruel.” “Old” said the boy, “we know you , and where you live; you had better be off.” So Censorious Simon thought to himself, “ They are rude to me ; but that is because lam a great moralist, and they hate me. At all events, it is plain that I am now a public character, and that my talents aud my resi dence are beginning to attract attention.” So he threw a stone at the cruel boys, and went his way. “ I like to throw a stone,” said he to himself; “ it brings things home to people’s minds. Besides, the Jews used to throw stones at people till they died, when people did wrong ; so it is Scriptural.” If there was one thing upon which, next to his morality, Simon prided himself,it was his skill in science, and he was just now paying considerable attention to entomology. The very next day after he had rebuked the boys for setting the dogs on to fight each other, he was closely absorbed in doing some speci mens ; but just as he was driving in a pin through the head of a live butterfly, he pened to glance up, and saw that the two boys who had made the dogs fight were looking at him. “ They will think a great deal of my scientific attainments,” thought he; but just at that very moment the boys withdrew to a safe distance, and sent each a big stone whiz zing through his glass-house, shouting: “ Who tortured the butterfly ? 1 should be ashamed of myself, if 1 was you, to be so cruel.” Here are two more holes at once in the glass house, so that just that part of it be gan to look quite ugly, and the view was se riously obstructed. One day Censorious Simon was invited out to a party, and soon discovered that people were afraid of him, he was such a great mor alist. So he went up to a young lady who seemed rather dull, and said in a loud whis per: “ Well,what makes you look so melancholy?” And the young lacly made answer: “ Oh, sir !”—she called him “sir” because she had heard that he was a moralist—-“oh, sir, 1 am going back to boarding school next Monday, and it makes me dull to think of parting with my papa and mamma so soon.” “ Oh, pooh !” says Simon, you shouldn’t feel dull; I never do.” Now there was no stones about just there, of course, but still he did not like to break bis rule. So, at supper time, when they had damson tart, he took up one of the kernels (in the shell you know), and watching his opportunity,called out across the table to the young lady : “ Don’t fret, / never doat the same time fillippiug the damson stone at her shoulder, and laughing. Nobody interfered, because he was such a moralist, but the young lady had a cousin at the party who was very fond of her, and rather sly. This cousin walked up to Censorious Simon’s glass house the very next day, and looked softly in; and what should he see there, but Simon blubbering away like anything, because so many holes had been made in his glass house already.— Feeling very vindictive because the damson stone had made a little red mark on his cousin’s shoulder, this cousin took up a whole handful of stones, and flung them at Simon’s house, crying out: “Don’t feel dull,/never do.” This was a pretty business, and Censori ous Simon now had to put in his bits of brown paper and all that, to keep the wind^put. It often happens in life that things come to a pitch, as people say, quite suddenly.— A storm gathers quietly, and when nobody is expecting such a thing, you find a burst up and an overthrow. All but very conceited persons bear this in mind, and as sailors say, look out for squalls. But Censorious Simon, as we have heard, was very conceited indeed. One day he found that a board, like a cob bler’s board, had been put up on his house in the night, and the inscription upon the board ran thus : “ Censorious Simon : Oth er People’s Business Minded for them : Fault found on the Shortest Notice.” When he found out this board, and saw some folks in the distance laughing at him as he read the words, it happened to him— as it sometimes happens to you and me—he had a sudden thought, coming up from he knew not where, that he was not quite as wise and quite as good as he had hitherto supposed himself to be. In fact, a very ugly word got into his head, and he heard a Mys terious Voice in his inside, which kept on saying to him, “You are a humbug ;” and when he wa3 on the point of saying to the Voice, “No, I am a great moralist,” the voice put him down like winking, by saying, “You dare not deny it.” In spite of that, this mis guided person must needs sally out that very day aud lecture several boys and girls whom he met upon the duty of always telling the truth. And at every one of them he threw the usual stone, because he liked it, and be cause he thought it made him a more public character, and because he considered it Scrip tural. Now the boys and girls who knew Censori ous Simon had long had a suspicion, in their minds that he was that ugly word — what the Voice in his inside said, you know—and they had, of course, sense enough to see that a person who was (hat ugly word had no right to lecture other people about telling the truth seeing that he was himself only a fib in breech > es. In some way or other, the storm which had been threatening came suddenly to a height. Nobody can tell how these things happen; nobody can say how a great revolu tion breaks out all in an hour, with hundreds and thousands of people all maddened to gether and all driving at one end. But such things do happen ; and thus, by some means or other, all the boys and girls of the nation, as you may say, suddenly gathered in a body, and surrounding Censorious Simon’s glass house, pelted it with stones till there was not a sound pane of glass in it! And this was the origin of the saying which we have all heard, “Those who live in glass houses should not throw stones.” We are none of us so conceited as Censori ous Simon—at least I hope not; and we none of ns live in glass houses—at least I hope not. Besides, I hope that we none of us throw stones, because I knew of a case in which a little boy got one of his eyes knocked out by a stone thrown in play in the streets; and of another, in which a baby-girl was put in dan ger of her life by a pebble which struck her on the forehead when she was in the nurse’s arms; of course it was not aimed at her, but there is always danger in throwing stones ex cept in an entirely open place, and at a mark which all have agreed upon. That reminds me ot something which happened tome the other day, and which bears upon the subject in a way which you will soon see. Being hit in the leg, though not hurt, by a stone flung in the street by one of a lot of boys just out of school, I turned and beckoned to the boy who had flung the stone, intending to speak kindly to him, and tell him of the dan ger there was in throwing stones in the street. But all my beckoning and calling and laughing could not make him come. He said, “Do you see anything green, master?” and ran away. The fact,is he could not conceive that 1 should want him for any purpose but to box his ears. Ho supposed that everybody’s thoughts and feelings must be in all things just like what he had himself, or what he was used to among his own friends and relations. But these things are not so, and there is nothing which it is of more consequence to bear in mind when we find fault with other people, either openly in words or only in our own thoughts. \ou, for instance, cannot see into all my motives and feelings when I do a thing, and I cannot see into yours. Nay, the cleverest person living cannot tell anoth er person all his own motives and feelings,let him try as hard as he can. This alone should make us very careful in finding fault with each other. In fact we should seldom,if ever, find fault, without leaving what 1 may call a corner in our minds for better thoughts of the person found fault with. Above all, we should remember not only that we have every one of us faults, but that we have often in an other 6hape the very fault we blame another person for. Obstinacy, for example, will work so differently in a clever man and in an ordinary man, that you may find the clev er man condemning the ordinary man for the very fault that he himself is guilty of in the same or a worse degree. A dull man’s ob stinacy will show itself in his saying “I shall,” or “ I shan’t,” and his persisting In what he is doing; and it is a very easy thing to see his obstinacy, and give it the right name. But the clever man will of course not be sat isfied with saying, “I shall/’or “I shan’t;” his mind will go to work and find reasons for persisting; and he will very likely not know himself that he is obstinate. In a most beautiful poem by Mr. Tennyson, called “The Grandmother’s Apology,” there is one of the best instances in all the world of a person blaming a fault and doing it at the same moment. The old lady, who ought to have long ago forgiven the Jenny she speaks of, calls her “ a base little liar,” and so on ; and then says to her grand daughter, “But, my dear, the tongue, you know, is a fire.” She sees that this applied to Jenny, but she does not seethat it applied to herself; and in all the old lady says about Jenny and the parson’s sermon,she makes the same mis take, so that you cannot help smiling at her. So it is in ten thousand times ten thousand cases. We have all some faults ; sometimes we have the very fault we blame in another ; and even the best men and women, have at least, defects or shortcomings ; that is to say, there are things which they cannot and never could do, and yet which the world, including themselves, cannot get on without; and those things have to be done by others. This must be taken into account, when the good people blame the faults of those others. There is one thing more. It may be most truly said that we all share in each other’s faults. When we look at great men like Shak speare, we do not always remember that his parents were ordinary people,and that as there i3 no knowing in what quarter the greatest men and women may be born, we all share in their greatness. It is the same with regard to the very good people, and, awful as this sounds, it is the same with regard to the very bad people. However, we shall find plenty to do, if we try and remember Censorious Smion and his glass house, and the proverb to which his misconduct and misfortunes gave rise. And 1 think 1 ought to add that some of the most painful things—“ tragedies,” as people call them—l have ever seen in this world have come of people blaming other people and acting upon the blame, without thinking beforehand that there may be some mistake in the case. It is very dreadful when an innoeent man is put to death by law ; and it is also dreadful to break people’s hearts, or separate friends, or confuse their lives, by acting in angry haste upon blame which may be quite mistaken.— Good Words for the Young. Government of Children. —The following rule, for the government of children, which were first presented in one of Mr. Jacob Ab bott’s books, have been of great service to many successful teachers: “When you con sent, consent cordially.” “When you re fuse, refuse finally.” “When you punish punish good-naturedly.” “Commend often.’ “ Never scold.” If parents and teachers would bear these simple directions in mind, children would be better and happier. Death. —Like the Hindoos, the Santals are averse to saying a friend is dead, but he has returned, he has gone, or of an old per-, son, “ he has set down in the water.” She J'walag A Teacher’s Evening'Prayer. Jesus, teacher of Thy people : If a child has caught From my lips one truth for guidance, One unselfish thought; One resolve to seek Thy face, Lord, I bless Thee for grace. Jesus, teaoher of Thy people, If I, erringly, Spoke to-day in haste or anger, Harshly, bitterly, Judged unfairly, was unwise, See my fault with pitying eyes. Jesus, teacher of Thy people, If I turn aside, Deem the path too and thorny Where Thy pierced feet guide, Give Thy Spirit’s strength, I pray, Lead me by Thy side alway. Jesus, teacher ot Thy people, Shepherd of Thy sheep, Teach me how in patient loving Thy dear lambs to keep, Never careless, never cold, Let me guard them to Thy fold. Je3us, teacher of Thy people. If my work is wrong, If another's words and teaching Were more true, more strong. Better helped these lambs of Thine; Spare not one fond wish of mine. Jesus, teacher of Thy people, Even in Thy death ; If I fall beside the pathway, ’Neath the fever’s breath, Let the waves of Jordan ring Sweet as hymns the children sing. Jesus, teacher of Thv people; Ou the mountains high, Where the feet of those made perfect Come Thy glory nigh, Gather, Lo and, these laUbs of mine, Make them, keep them, wholly Thine, Why are Sabhath Schools so Thiuly Attended ? This is a subject for deep study and pray erful consideration, with all true Christians in our laud. One grand reason why children take so little interest in them is, that old peo pie do not attend them as faithfully as they should. Our ministers are not altogether blameless on this point. They seldom preach a sermon on Sabbath schools, showing their importance, and urging the membership to be faithful in this glorious work. No true Christian will say, fora moment, that the Sab bath school institution is a not good one, and should not receive the support of all true believers. All readily acknowledge it to be the nursery of the church —the place for training the young in the ways of the Lord, and all agree that impressions made in early life are more durable than those made in maturity and old age. Let us suppose a case. Take two boys of the same mental capacity, and equal in other respects. Suppose one is raised up under the influence of a Sabbath school, is taught the great moral principles by which all true people/vished to be governed. These princi ples are enstamped upon his mind, and he scorns to do a mean act. He is an ornament to the community in which he lives; all love him, and delight in his company ; no one fears to trust him, and he can easily find employment, and is worth something to his country. The boy, who is deprived of the benefits of a Sabbath school, knows nothing of the moral law, deems it no crime to break the Sabbath by fishing, hunting, and in many other ways too numerous to mention. Ly ing is no crime, steal is as good,, if not a better way with him to live, than by hon est labor. Ho is no benefit to the commu nity in which he lives —all shun him ; no one is a friend to him, anf' he is a curse to him self and all around But we will sup pose both are converted, and become good church members. The one that is trained up in the Sunday schdoUwill be found more punctual in his religious duties, and it will be much easier for him to discharge his duties, while the other one will find it embarrassing and difficult to discharge his duty. Christian brethren, when we all see and acknowledge the Sabbath school to be of so much importance, and to be a glorious work, let us no longer sleep; let us awake out of our sleep and come to the help of the Lord. Let us train up our children, the future hope of our church and country, in the ways of the Lord. Let us look to their spiritual wel fare as well as temporal, and be willing to deny ourselves once a week to meet with the children, and teach them about Jesus. While man can do nothing, let us ask God to make us instrumental in doing good to some never dying soul. S. The Blackboard in the Sunday School. Perhaps no single instrument of instruc has wrought greater changes, in the manner of conducting a Sabbath school, than the blackboard. Tae customary plan in almost every community, is to divide the school into Bible classes and classes in different numbers of the Union Questions, and classes in some Child’s Question Book, and Primaries. Os course, scarcely two classes would study the same lesson. It is easy to perceive that the superintendent of such schools, no matter what ability he might possess, was, from the circumstances of the case, a mere cipher.— Teachers’ meetings, for studying the lesson, are in such schools not practicable ; and hence the teachers, in the great majority of cases, present themselves before their classes with a mere smattering of the lesson. Os course, here there is no room for the blackboard. If present, it would be merely a piece of useless lumber. Give the board its proper share in the ex ercises of the school, and, at once, uniform lessons become a necessity; and from the grey headed sire down to his lisping, prattling descendant, all may be led to study the same portion of Divine truth. Teachers’meetings are called for and attended by every intelli gent teacher, and many of the more advanced pupils. Were there no stronger reason for using the blackboard, in the Sunday school, I would give my voice in its favor. Another reason of greater potency, may be found in the fact that the blackboard, in presenting its instructions, enters into the mind by an avenue different from that em ployed by class instruction. The ordinary teacher depends mainly upon the ear for the impression he may (make upon the mind. How slight such an impression is, may be in ferred from each one’s own experience. So slight is it, under ordinary circumstances, that not one idea out of one hundred becomes fixed in the mind of the pupil. The blackboard, by appealing to the mind, through the medium of the eye, starts anew faculty into operation; and this impresses the lesson with four-fold force. It seems, indeed, to go as far as human agency can go, in clinching the class instruction upon the mind of the pupil. It does more than this. It gives force and breadth to that instruction, and oftimes, a practical bearing which may have been impossible in the class. As an impressive agency, the blackboard has few equals, and no superior. Your cor respondent has often seen large appreciative audiences held in close attention by a well directed blackboard exercise. No Sunday school should be content to exist without one. Conversion. —Rev. Dr. Wiley recently stated that during a period of ten years, the statistics of which he had examined, a period which about covers the Sunday school lift* time of a generation of children, there had been in round numbers, in the Methodist Sunday schools of the country, 200,000 con versions. This was at a period when the ag gregate attendance was rising from 1,000,000 to 1,200,000, being probably one-fifth of the children who, during those ten years, had at tended the schools. Practical Questions and Answers. Q. Should non-professors undertake to teach ? If so, what effect will it be likely to have on the school ? A. A non-professor, if Christian, should undertake to teach. Such au one, in a well conducted school, cannot long remain a nou professor, and in his course is likely to have a good effect on his class. A non-professor, without godliness, should not teach. Q. What do you think is the thing most needed in the Sunday school ? A. Consecra tion to the work. Fidelity to Christ. Q. Are we, as teachers, interested in our school as we should be for the promotion of Christ’s kingdom among us? A. We are not up to the point of our privileges and du ties in this matter. Q. Why ought not the teachers of this school to have a meeting at least once a month 1 A. We may, provided the meetings are made so interesting and profitable as to induce people to come. Q. How shall I get nearer to my Saviour, and bring my scholars with me ? A. In heart and life walk toward him, and your class is likely to follow. Q. What question should a teacher put to himself before trying to obey the command given to Peter (John xxi: 17), “He (the Lord) saith unto him the third time, Simon, son of Jonas, lovest thou me ?” A. The com mand is to “ Feed my sheep.” It is not necessary to ask yourself any question.— Obey the command. Go to work. But ask your commander, “ Open thou my eyes,” etc. Q. Should Sunday school teachers make a practice of visiting their scholars at their homes? A. By all means,and as often as once in three months; but, be sure and in vite the Saviour to go along too. Q. W hat means can be used to get scholars to attend regularly? A. Be regular your self Make the lesson very interesting.— Visit them at their homes. Invite them to your house, and ask them to stay to tea, and spend an hour with you after tea in pleasur able and profitable entertainment. Q. Are not question books more effective in stimulating the scholars to prepare the lesson than lesson papers? A. Experience says, “No.” Uniform lessons in the Sunday schools are the best, and the system of les son-papers helps to secure this more than question books can possibly do. Q. Ought not the temperance question to be brought systematically before the children, atleastonce in six months? A. It should ; and if there is no other way, let it be done or an evening during the week. Q. How may distracting influences be avoided,that the attention of the scholars may be concentrated on the lesson during the time allotted to it? A. Tell the superintendent and all the officers that you will not allow them to occupy the attention of your class during the time of teaching. See that all your scholars are present before the signal for opening the school is given, and that their report to the librarian has been correctly made. Teach so that your pupils will be interested. Q. What are the needful qualifications to make a successful teacher? A. Deep piety of a cheerful type manifesting itself in a con sistent Christian life. A week clay acquaint ance with the scholars. Be yourself what they are in some things. Recognize them everywhere. Q. Is it wrong to offer childreu incentives in order to get them interested in the truth ? A. No. But let them be offered on God’s plans. Q. Can any one make a profitable Sunday school teacher if he has never been brought to feel tho need of a Saviour ? A. The value of a Saviour can be fully known only from personal experience. If we have this expe rience, “ Then can we tell to sinners round. What a dear Saviour we have found.” Jesus says, “It the blind lead the blind, both will fall into the ditch/’ A Hint to Pastors ! —The report of the Missouri Baptist Sunday School Convention contains the following suggestive hints to pastors and church members : “In answer to the question, ‘ Does your Pastor aid the Sun day school?’ Sixtv-seven reporls say,‘No/ or ‘ No, sir •/ or ‘Not much/ or ‘ Never.’” And again, “ In answer to the question, ‘What would most increase the usefulness of your Sunday school?’ Seventeen reports say: ; To have the co-operation of our Pastor; Two hundred and four say: ‘To have the mem bers of the church attend, to take an interest in the school.’ ” The report also states that the total attendance o£ church members in the schools is 5,954, which leaves 56,158 church members not engaged in this cause. A Model Sunday School Scholar. —The record of the Landreth Sunday school (Phila delphia) furnishes the most remarkable in stance of regularity in attendance of any school, doubtless, ‘in the country. One of its female scholars has “ attended, uninter ruptedly, every Sabbath day for nine years, both the'morning and evening sessions of the school.” Greek Sunday Schools. —Forty-four mar ried priest in the Greek Church in Athens, havo formed themselves into an association, for the pnrpose of “aiding the poor in their own number, the establishment of Sabbath schools in their parishes, and the encourage ment of men who are preparing for the priesthood.” The Archbishop of Athens and the Bishop of Corfu express their hearty ap proval of the moval, aud advise similar or ganizations in other dioceses. Sandwich Islands.— A Sunday school jubi lee was not long since held in the Sandwich Islands, at which near 2,000 children were gathered. 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The following brief summary is the result of One Day’s Work, receutly accomplished at Gloversvtlle, N. Y., with one Stewart Stove: Baked 415 pounds of Bread, half a bushel of po tatoes, 4 apple pies. Roasted 73 pounds of beef. Boiled 1 barrel of water; also, 17 gallons heated to 150 degrees. All this with one coal Jire, not a particle of coal being put into the stove after the fire was start ed in the morning. Those in want of Cook Stoves will secure the most economy by procuring the best. The Stewart Stoves are for sale in nearly every town and city throughout the United States. FULLER, WARREN & CO., Exclusive manufacturers, Troy, N. Y. Dram>h Hniisoa • 1 53 State St., Chicago, 111. Branch Houses. j- 80 Rivor clev «,;* nd> 0 The Warren Double Oven Cooking Range, the most perfect operating Range in the market, and the Lawson Hot Air Furnaces, the very best for heating Churches, Public Buildings, and Private Resi dences, are also manufactured ana for sale by FULLER, WARREN A CO. jggT Descriptive Pamphlets furnished on application For sale in Atlanta by J. WARLICK, 2486 Peachtree Street. DRUGS, MEDICINES, ETC. pXPECTORANm tC CouchsTqlos.&c.j For the Speedy Relief and Permanent Cure of o o isr stj i 3 ti o BRONCHITIS, ASTHMA, COLDS, And all diseases of the LUNGS, CHEST, OR THROAT! The EXPECTORANT is composed exclusively of Herbal and Mucilaginous products, which Permeate the very Substance of the Lungs, causing them to throw off the acrid matter which col lects in the Bronchial Tubes, and at the same time forms a soothing coating, relieving the irritation which pro duces the cough. The object to be obtained is to cleanse the organ of all impurities; to nourish and strengthen it when it has become impaired and enfeebled by disease; tore new and invigorate the circulation of the blood, and strengthen the nervous organization. The EXPEC TORANT does this to an astonishing degree. It is ac tive, but mild and congenial, imparting functional en ergy and natural strength. It affords Oxygen to vital ize the blood, and Nitrogen to assimilate the matter— It Equalizes the "Nervous Influence,” producing quiet and composure. To Consumptives It is invaluable, as it immediately relieves the diffi cult breathing and harrassing cough which attends that disease, For Asthma It is a specific—one dose often relieving the distressing choking, and producing calm and pleasant repose. For Croup No mother should ever be without a bottle of tbe EX PECTORANT in the bouse. We have numerous cer tificates of its having relieved, almost instantly, the little sufferer, when death appeared almost inevitable. Mothers, be Advised! Keep it on Hand. This dread disease requires prompt action ; as soon as the hoarse, hollow cough is heard, apply the remedy, aud it is easily subdued; BUT DELAY IS DANGEROUS! 23?" The properties of the EXPECTORANT are de mulcent, nutritive, balsamic, soothing and healing. It braces the nervous system and produces pleasant and refreshing sleeping. It Exhilarates and Relieves Gloominess and Repression. Containing all these qualities in a convenient and concentrated form, it has proven to be the MOST VALUABLE LUNG BALSAM ever offered to sufferers from Pulmonary diseases. Prepared by ’ WM. H. TUTT A LAND, Augusta, Georgia. Sold by Druggists everywhere. 241)8—1y THE great lung remedy. Globe Flower Gough Syrup Cures permanently Bronchitis, Asthma, Coughs, Colds, Bleeding of the Lungs, Croup, Whooping Cough and Consumption, when taken in time. Hus never failed. OVER TWENTY THOUSAND LIVING WIT NESSES to bear testimony to the great superiority of Globe Flower Cough Syrup over all other Lung Reme dies introduced.' Globe Flower Cough Syrup is a certain curative for every form of Cough. It quickly relieves the spasmodic irritation, promotes expectorution, and clears the air-passages of mucus. It purifies the fluids, and heals ulcers and tubercles in the lungs. It should be used in every form of Phthisis Pulmo nalis, Paiu or Soreness in the Chest, Cough, Bronchitis, Sore Throat, Night Sweats, Feverishness, Loss of Ap petite, and Gradual Wasting Away. We guarantee that it contains no Opium, or any of its preparations, or other injurious drug. A trial, by the Profession and People, is most re spectfully solicited. For sale by Druggists. Price, $1 per bottle.' PEMBERTON, TAYLOR & CO., Proprietors and Chemists, Atlanta, Ga. READ! READ! Byington’s Hotel, Fort Valley, Ga., Dec. 1, 1870. Messrs. Pemberton, Taylor db Cos., Atlanta, oa.: Gents—For the past two months I have been suffer ing with a very severe cough, and I used fifty different remedies without receiving the least benefit; but a few days ago a friend recommended your Globe Flowet Cough Syrup, and I am proud to say that my cough was entirely cured before the bottle was near empty. I am, very respectfully, E. T. Byisoton. Roswell, Ga., April 23, 1870. Messrs. Pemberton, Taylor Cos.: Dear Sirs —I received the bottle of Globe Flower Caugh Syrup at noon, yesterday, and began the use ot it immediately. My patient passed a more comfortable night than she has for three months, and now, at 10 o’clock a.m., says she feels like another woman. I in tend to continue the use of ihe Globe Flower Syrup, believing it will make a cure. Never have I witnessed such great benefit from a remedy in so short a time, in my life. I shall, in the future, use your Globe Flower Syrup in all cases of colds, caughs and all affections ot the lungs that may present themselves. Respectfully, R. B. Anderson, M. D. Prom Rev. H. E. Taliaferro. TuskeGeb, Ala., Feb. 14, 1868. Dr. J. S. Pemberton: Dear Sir—lt not being in my power to visit your city soon, and as I am often asked foryour Globe Flower Syrup, I wishyouto send meone dozen bottles. Mv son-in-law has been cured of a long obstinate lung affection, bordering on consumption, by the use of two bottles. Every one who has tried it wants more, aud those who have not tried it wish to do so. I will remit the money when you forward the bill. Youis truly, H. E. Taliaferro. 2507—6 m T HE WORLD’S WONDER. DR. 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That is the true secret of success. Try it again and send your orders to T. J. HIGHTOWER & 00., Wholesale Grocers and Provision Dealers, Corner Broad and Mitchell Sts., Atlanta. 2526-81 St BUSINESS CARDS. 'J' H E PLANTATION. A Sixteen-Page AGRICULTURAL WEEKLY. Devoted to the direct interests of the Planter. Pub lished at Atlanta, Georgia. Hus the largest circulation of any Weekly Agricultural Paper in the State. REV. C. W. HOWARD, Editor-in Chief. COL. R. A. ALSTON,'Corresponding Editor. The Plantation has superior advantages as an ad vertising medium. A glance at the contents and de partments which make up our weekly satisfy any one, we hope, that we are deserving well of the country. « Now is the time te subscribe. Terms— One copy one year. $ 8 00 Four copies one year 11 00 Eight copies oue year 20 00 Send for Sample Number. Address THE PLANTATION, 2524—X Drawer 31, Atlanta, Georgia. TRAVELER'S GUIDE. Western and Atlantic Railroad Cos. E. W. COLB,, Superintendent, Atlanta Night Passenger Train— Outward. Leave Atlanta 10:15 p.m Arrive at Chattanooga .0:40 a m Day Passenger Train—Outward. Leave Atlanta S:ls a m Arrive at Chattanooga P > , Accommodation Train—Outward. Leave Atlanta.. p, M Arrive at Cartersville 8:11 p.m Night Passenger Train — lnward. Leave Chattanooga <):00 p.m Arrive at Atlanta 5:17 AiM Day Passenger- Train—lnward. Leave Chattanooga 5:50 a.m Arrive at Atlanta 2:00 p m Accommodation Train — lnward. Leave Cartersville ....6:00 a.m Arrive at Atlanta 9:00 a.m Ueorgla Railroad. S. K. JOHNSON, Superintendent. Augusta. Day Passenger Train. Leave Augusta 8:00 a.m. Leave Atlanta 7:10 a.m. Arrive at Augusta 5:40 p.m. Arrive at Atlanta p.m. Night Passenger and Mail Train. Leave Augusta 8:30 p.m. Leave Atlanta 10:15 p.m. Arrive at Augusta 7:30 a.m. Arrive at Atlanta 6:40 a.m. Athens Branch train leaves Union Point daily, Sunday excepted, at 12:25 p.m., arriving at Athens at 3:45 p.m. Leave Athens at 7.30 a.m., atriving at Union Point 10:40 am. On Monday and Tuesday nights, a train leaves Union Point at 2:20 a.m., arrives at Ath ens, 5:15 am.; leaves Athens, 8 p.m., arriving a. Union Point, 11 p.m. Washington Branch.—Train leaves Washington at 9 A M., arrives at Barnett, 10:30 A.M.; leaves Barnett 11:55 A.M., arriving at Washington at 1:50 P.M. On Mondny and Tuesday nights, leaves Wash ington at 10:20 P.M., arriving at Barnett, 12 at night. Leaves Barnett, 1:50 A.M., arrives at Washington, 3:30 A.M. Macom and Augusta Railroad.— Train leaves Camak, 12:40 P.M., arriving at Milledgeville Junction 4:20 P.M.; leaves Junction at 6:15 A.M., arriving at Camak, 9:25 A.M. Connects Augusta with S. Caro lina, Charlotte, Columbia and Augusta, and Augusta with Savannah Railroad. Atlanta and West-Point Railroad. L. P. GRANT, Superintendent , Atlanta. Day Passenger Train—Outward. Leave Atlanta 8:15 A.M. Arrive at West Point 12:32 P.M Day Passenger Train—lnward. Leave West Point .12:55 P.M. Arrive at Atlanta 5:25 P.M Night Freight and Passenger — Outward. Leave Atlanta.. 3:00 P.M. Arrive at West Point 10:45 P.M. Night Freight and Passenger — lnward. Leave West Point 3:00 A.M. Arrive at Atlanta 10:07 A.M. Macon and Western Railroad. A. J. WHITE, President, Mason. Day Passenger Train. Leave Atlanta .....500 A.M. Arrive At Macon .....11:05 A.M. Leave Macon 7:50 A.M. Arrive at Atlanta 2.10 P.M. Night Express Passenger Train — Daily. Leave Atlanta 3:28 P.M. Arrive at Macon 11:05 P.M. Leave Macon 8:50 P.M. Arrive at Atlanta 4:30 A M. Alr-Lino Railroad. A. S. BUFORD, President. Leave Atlanta for Norcross every Wednesday and Friday at 5 a.m, connecting at Noroross with stages for Gainesville. Leave Norcross at 4 r ut. Passen gers reach Gainesville the same day. Nashville and Chattanooga Railroad. J. W. THOMAS, Superintendent , Nashville. Day Passenger Train. Leave Nashville 2:30 A.JW Arrive at Chatianooga 4;fo P.M Leave Chattaaooga 345 a.M Arrive at Nashville P.M Night Passenger Train. Leave Nashville .6:10 P.M Arrive at Chattanooga ....4:30 A.M. Leave Chattanooga 8:00 P.M. Arrive at Nashville 5:00 A.M. Night trains run daily; day trains run daily, Sun days excepted. Both trains connect at .Chattanooga for Rome, At lanta, and all principal Southern cities. South Georgia and Florida Railroad, H. S. HAINES, General Superintendent. Repress Passenger Train. Leave Savannah every day at 4:00 P.M. Arrive at Jessup (Junction M. & B. R. R.) every day at 6:55 P.M. Arrive at Live Oak every day at 1:35 A.M. Arrive at Jacksonville every day at 6:19 A.M. Arrive at Tallahassee every day at 0 22 A.M. Arrive at Quincy every day at 6:27 A.M. Arrive at Bainbridge every day at... 0:15 A M. Arrive at Albany every day at 7:10 A.M. Leave Albany every day at. 7:00 P.M. Leave Bainbridge every day at .7;45 P.M. Leave Quincy every day at 0:42 P.M. Leave Tallahassee every day at 7:42 P.M. Leave Jacksonville every day at .7:47 P.M. Leave Live Oak every day at 12:45 A.M. Leave Jessup every day at 7:20 A.M. Arrive at Savannah every day at 10:20 A.m! Macon Accommodation. Leave Savannah (Sundays excepted) at.. .5:00 A.M Leave Jessup (Sundays excepted) at 9:30 A.M Arrive at Macon (Sundays excepted) at 0:15 P.M Leave Macon (Sundays excepted) at 9:10 A.M. Leave Jessup (Sundays excepted) at 7:15 P.M. Arrive at Savannah (Sundays excepted) at.10:15 P M No change of cars between Savannah and Albany Passengers for Bainbridge change cars at Thomas ville. Passengers for Brunswick take 4 P.M. train from Savannah. Passengers from Brunswick connect at Jessup with train for Savaunah, arriving at 10:20 A.M. Passengers leaving Macon at fclft A.M, connect at Jessup with train for Florida and Western Division A Passenger Car will be attached to Way Freight Tram leaving Savannah Tuesday aad Thursday at 7 A M., and arriving Wednesday and Friday at 3:20 P.M.
