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I know by the trout, as he all day plays
On the rocks beneath the mill,

That the gentle foot of Spring now strays
Warm and soft o'er stream and hill.
And I know by the blackbird's early song,
As it echoes clear and wild,

By the winds as they sport in glee along,
That the Queen of Spring has smiled.
I know by the pear-tree's gorgeous bloom,
By the crab-tree's gorgeous dress,
By the hawthorn's delightful rich perfume,
That they've felt the Spring's caress.
I know by the coo of the timid dove
At the morning's sunny glow,

That Spring has come with a wreath of love,
Where long lay the driven snow.

I know by the breath of a thousand flowers.
By the glad song of the brooks,

That Spring has come with the sun and showers,
O'er the wild wood's quiet nooks.

And I know by the young lamb's careless play
On the mountain's grassy side,

That Spring has now spread her mantle gay
O'er the wild wood far and wide.

I know by the sky, as it bends above
Its soft ether veil of light,

That Spring has spread a robe of love
O'er the mountain's far blue height.

I know by the song that the field-lark sings,
As he mounts up to his nest,

And flutters aloft on his airy wings,
With dew on his golden breast,

That Spring has come with her thousand dyes

On the wild landscape to dwell

And scatter warm sunbeams down from the skies Over field and wood and dell.

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I know by the breeze that comes from the South
At hush of the pleasant day-

I know by the notes that are trembling forth
From the pee-wit on the spray,

That the sweet welcome Spring has come again
In her dress of blue and gold;

For flowers and birds on meadows and plain
Their orgies of thankfulness hold.


"What is



THOMAS (John xx. 25);
I shmael (Genesis xvi. 15);
Moses (Exodus ii. 6);
Eli (1 Samuel iv. 18);
Isaiah (Isaiah xi. 1);
Sinai (Exodus xix. 18);
Simeon (Luke ii. 28);

Hachilah (1 Samuel xxiii. 19);

Onesimus (Philemon 15);
Rachel (Genesis xxxi. 19);
T roas (Timothy iv. 13).

your life? It is but a vapour that appeareth but for a little time, and then vanisheth away." Time is short; life is as the flower of the field, which is soon cut down, for death is fast approaching, and eternity, never-ending eternity,

follows close behind it.

Should these lines appear in the LITTLE GLEANER, the writer of them may not live to see them in print. How many of the readers of the GLEANER who read the enigma will live to see the

answer? And those who do, may some of them have to say, though death has not visited them, they have seen the arrows thereof on the left hand and on the right, proving that time is short. About twelve months ago, the writer lost a dear brother; he was from a child afflicted with paralysis, but had the happiness to prove that time was short and eternity sweet, for he died leaning on the everlasting arms of love and mercy, and he used to say he should be satisfied when he awoke in the likeness of his Saviour. With such "Time is short" is a sweet theme to sing of.


The apostle said, "Having a desire to depart, and to be with Christ; which is far better," and To "for me to live is Christ, and to die is gain.' happy believers, "time is short" soothes their sorrows. It is solemn to think of the day of trial that seems approaching us; and, should Smithfield fire again blaze, and the streets again be stained with the blood of the martyrs of Jesus, it will indeed be a day of trial. Imagine a man and his wife (both in the fear of God) sitting reading their Bible, with the doors locked-listen to the dear man, afterwards engaged in solemn prayer to the God of their salvation, returning Him sincere thanks for keeping them another day from their enemies when behold, on a sudden, the doors are broken open, his enemies are come. See, they take the poor man away from his trembling wife, never to see her more on earth. Who can describe her distress when she knows her dear departed one will be put to death? But at such a time, how cheering the words, "time is short," feeling she will soon meet her beloved husband in a place "where the wicked cease from troubling them, and where the weary are at rest!" And with him, too, how consoling, when the flames


are blazing around him, to think that "time is
short," his sufferings will soon be over, he will
soon be with his God, and that "time is short"
also with his wife whom he has left behind, that
she will soon be with him in glory! But "time is
short" is not a sweet theme to all. See those who
have no fear of God before their eyes, of whom
the Scripture saith, "God is not in all their
thoughts." Time is short" with them also. How
soon God will say to such, "Depart, ye cursed,
into everlasting fire, prepared for the devil and his
angels!" Oh, awful sentence! Yet the Scripture
saith, "The wicked shall be turned into hell, with
all the nations that forget God." Again, those
who have a mere profession-who think they are
in the road to heaven, and are still in the broad
road to hell-these, too, will find at last that the
pit will shut her mouth upon them. God keep
both the writers in and readers of the LITTLE
GLEANER from a form of godliness without the
power, from a name to live while dead! for who
amongst us can dwell with eternal burnings?
May God impress on the minds of all, old and
"time is short!" Those who are per-
young, that
secuted for righteousness' sake, who are troubled
on every side, may they feel that "time is short,"
and these things will soon cease to be; and may
those who feel the plague of sin feel also that
"time is short," and that

"Death, which puts an end to life,
Will put an end to sin."

May those that are still thoughtless and careless think, feel, and tremble, cry mightily to God for salvation, feeling that "time is short!" and may the God of mercy give us a clear manifestation of His blessing and His truth, so that he that

soweth and he that reapeth may rejoice together, and He who is worthy shall have all the praise, both now and for evermore. Amen and amen. EMILY.

A LETTER ON FAIRS AND FEASTS. MY DEAR CHILDREN,-Have you ever asked yourselves this question, "Why do I go to the Sunday-school ?" because if you have not, you will find it a very useful inquiry. Different answers may be given; but the real end of your going to a Sunday school is this-to be made wiser on earth, and to be told of Jesus the only way to heaven.

This being the case, it becomes the duty of your instructors to warn you against evil. Suffer me, then, kindly, and with much affection, as the time for wakes, and feasts, and pleasure fairs is coming on, to warn you against going to them. I would willingly have you all as happy as possible; but you cannot be happy if you do evil. It is a pleasant thing to see the young, when their hearts are brimful of joy; and it delights me to see you in the green fields playing on a summer's day, when the birds are singing, and the bees and the butterflies are abroad. You may there be happy without bringing down sorrow on your heads; but if you go to the pleasure fair, you may find it otherwise.

You must not think it unkind that you are requested not to go, nay, that you are forbidden, to go to the fair. It would be unkind to allow you to go. Would it be kind to let you pluck flowers from a bank where a viper lay hid? Would it be right to let you ramble in a wood where a wolf was waiting to devour you? The viper and the wolf might injure your body; but there is a more fearful monster at the fair that

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