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manner was if he were thinking aloud , “It seems to me that something more must bo necessary than a mere trying to do o U r duty; for here we have been trying to-day to do what is right, and yet I doubt if all of us, or if many of us, feel as you describe.” “No doubt you are correct,” said the Doctor, “and very probably for the rea son that while these persons of whom you speak are trying to do what is neces sary for an acceptable approach to God, they fail to recognize the principle on which alone they can come.” Tomkins looked puzzled, and Dr. Gor don asked: “Did you ever think of the difference that must exist between the acceptable approach to God of beings that are sinless and the approach of beings that are sin ful ?” Tomkins replied : “No ; I thought the way was the same for alb” “By no means,” said Dr. Gordon. “ I will show you. When Adam first began to worship God, ho did so without having sinned, and therefore wdthout fear. But that is not the case with us; we are sin ners, and we know it; therefore we are afraid to come, as Thompson said just now. A sinless worshipper can approach God with the confidence that having nev er deserved rebuke he may claim the Di vine favor. But a sinner cannot thus come in his own name, for he deserves rebuke, and if ever he approaches accept ably, he must come in the name of some one who is worthy. The teaching of the Gospel is, 1 There is none other name under heaven , given among men, whereby we can be saved , but the name of Jesus Christ .’ ” “I have often heard and read that be fore,” said Tomkins, “but confess I never understood it. And now I shall be glad if you will answer one question more, What is it to come in the name of Jesus Christ?” “By his authority, and on the strength of his name,” replied Dr. Gordon ; but observing again the glistening eye of iklcat fixed on him, as if searching for further light, he continued: “I will explain by a simple illustra tion: Suppose that one of you soldiers, by some act of disobedience or disrespect, should so greatly have offended your commanding officer that you were debar red from all dealings with him except in the way of duty. Suppose, too, that you had some great favor to ask, which he °uly could grant, and that, seeing the eiror of your course, you were sincerely sorry for it, and wished to be on terms °f peace, what would you do ? Very pro bably you would go to someone who had influence with the officer ; you would tell BURKE’S WEEKLY. him your case, and engage him to speak a word in your behalf-—perhaps to write a note in which he would ask to have your offence forgiven for his sake, and in which he would become surety that you should behave in time to come as a sol dier should. This note, now, would be your passport to the officer’s presence, and would be the ground on which you would rest your claim to be heard. In other words, you would come in the name of your friend. Just so we come in the name of Jesus Christ.” This conversation ended the services and religious observances of the day.— For more than half an hour afterwards it was observable that there was little con versation among the men, and what there was partook of a serious character. It was easy for a reader of the human face to discern in theirs the renewal of old and long-neglected lessons, learned per haps at the paternal home, and perhaps also at the mother’s knee. It was evi dent that although nobody had “been to church,” some of them had been engaged in worship. Do thy Little —Do it Well. 0 thy little—do it well; Js Nio Do what right and reason tell; Op-gp Do what wrong and sorrow claim — Conquer sin and cover shame. Do thy little, though it be Dreariness and drudgery ; X They whom Christ apostles mado “ Gathered fragments ” when he bade. Do thy little: nevermind Though thy brethren be unkind; Though the men who ought to smile Mock and taunt thee for awhile. Do thy little: never fear While the Saviour standeth near; Let the world its javelins throw; On thy way undaunted go. Do thy little; God hath made Million leaves for forest shade ; Smallest stars their glory bring— God employeth everything. Do thy liitle; and when thou Feelest on thy pallid brow, Ere hast fled the vital breath, Cold and damp the sweat of death, Then the little thou hast done, Little battles thou hast won, Little masteries achieved, Little wants with care relieved, Little words in love expressed, Little wrongs at once confessed, Little favors kindly done, Little toils thou didst not shun, Little graces meekly worn, Little slights with patience borne— These shall crown your pillowed head, Holy light upon thee shed ; These arc treasures that shall riso Ear beyond the smiling skies. Inviolable fidelity, good humor, and complacency of temper outshine all the charms of a fine face, and make the decay of it invisible. Written for Burke’s Weekly. Little Willie’s Pets. ITTLE WILLIE lives in c c ‘Dh but he often visits his grand-mother iu the country, where he p§~p enjoys himself finely, es pecially in the spring of the year, 'yf when the birds are caroling their pleasant songs in the woods, and ' the earth is carpeted with wild flowers. Two years ago his grandmother gave him a little kid, which Willie petted and fed from his own hand until it be came quite tame. Ilis father gave him a tiny silver bell, which was put around little Nannie’s neck, and which tinkled had grown to be quite a large goat and had two little kids of her own. One of them was almost entirely black, with a white spot on her neck, and the other was white, with black legs and head, and a white face. Nannie was a little shy of Willie at first, but she soon came to know him again, and the little kids, in a few days, were as tame as their mother had been before them. Willie had rare sport play ing with his pets, and they learned to love him so much that they followed him wherever he went, and it was sometimes a hard matter to keep them from going into the house after him. Here you see him going through the gate with Nannie and her little kids. The goats have already passed through, and Willie is closing the gate, while the old rooster stands on a stone close by, and seems to wonder what it all means. Little boj's and girls, if you will be kind to your pets, they will learn to love you as much as Willie’s goats love him. — Good for a Little One.— Playing with her father’s walking stick, which had a crooked handle, he asked her what she was doing with that cane. “It isn’t a cane,” she replied. “ Well, what is it ?” he asked. “It is an umbrella without any clothes on,” she answered. 187