perilous journeyings, met with a hostile band of Esqui maux, who threatened to attack his party, the brave commander made gestures of friendship, and gave salutations of peace, and soon the savages tossed away their knives and spears, and extended their hands, manifesting their gratification by laughter and strange gesticulations.

Some one has said: "The door between us and heaven cannot be opened, if that between us and our fellow men be shut." So that it is a part of our preparation for heaven that we should cultivate a kindly spirit while on earth, and be seeking opportunities to do good and scatter blessings.

Be kind to the young, for the trials of life are before them, and in their hours of struggle and discouragement, how much they will be cheered by the bright memories of past kindnesses. Be kind to the middleaged, who are carrying the burdens of life in the heat of the day, for sore is their need of the all-soothing influences to lessen the friction of their ceaseless toil and anxiety. Above all, be kind to the aged,—those who have struggled on amid the storms of life until they have grown weary, and long, as they approach the haven of repose, to feel that calm skies are above them, and the sunshine of kindly natures about them. Remember that the years are fast bringing nearer the time when you, too, shall stoop beneath the burdens of age, your pulse be slow, and your step feeble, and then how grateful to you will be those little attentions and

kind offices which it is now in your power to bestow on others.

Be kind, because you will pass through this world but once, and neglected opportunities will not come back to you, even should you recall them with floods of repentant tears. Be kind, in mercy to yourself, for every kind word that you utter, every kind deed that you do, will help to fill your own heart with gladness, and will afford you such unutterable satisfaction as the wealth of a Cræsus could not buy, nor the dreams of ambition attain.

Every heart hath its own sorrow and knows its own bitterness, and if we could look into its unexplored depths, and know how heavy is the weight of woe ofttimes hidden from human eyes, we should judge differently of those infirmities of conduct which now so vex us, and should be filled with a God-like charity which would make our lives fruitful of kindly deeds.

KINDNESS TO ANIMALS.

CAYS the gentle Cowper, the poet of

SCAY

humanity:

"I would not enter on my list of friends,
(Though graced with polished manners and

fine sense,

Yet wanting sensibility), the man

Who needlessly sets foot upon a worm."

There is something, even in the thought of torturing a dumb creature, which is inexpressibly revolting. It cannot explain or reason or expostulate, and if it shows any resistence to the fury of the human brute inflicting the injury, the cruelty is redoubled, and the outrage prolonged and aggravated. Man is placed on the earth to have dominion over all things; but this power is a trust, and like all other trusts, a day of reckoning will come in which an account must be rendered by man of all that is committed to him. The cruel persons who use this power to inflict needless pain on the dumb creatures under their charge, can but reasonably expect that "what measure they meet, shall be measured to them again." There is another important phase of this subject to be considered, and that is, the waste and loss incurred by cruelty to animals. Thousands of people make themselves