When no human eye could see him,
He knoweth God is nigh;
And that darkness cannot cover him
From His all-seeing eye.

Again, when evening cometh,
The Christian child will pray,
And praise the Lord for blessings given
To him throughout the day.
Then his soul to God committing,

He quietly may sleep;

God and His angel hosts

Will watch around him keep.

God bless thee, little Christian;
Be holy, humble, mild,
Obedient, truthful, diligent-
A truly Christian child.

God bless thee, little Christian !
And bid thou God bless me !
I've taught thee what the daily life
Of a Christian child should be.

THE BOY'S WISH.

"WELL, I think I'll be a soldier ; Mother, don't you think I'm right ? It must be so fine, I fancy,

With a gun and sword to fight"Fine to see the flags all flying,

And to hear the cannon roar-

Fine to get a silver medal

When the fighting all is o'er. "Shan't. I like to be a soldier, Charging with my gallant men! I'll come home with hat and feathersYou won't know your Willie then."

LOST! LOST! LOST!

IT is a cold and dreary day,
In a quiet London street,
When a tiny girlie, four years old,

Two ladies chance to meet.

Her pinny's to her eyes,

Her hair's all wildly tossed;
She cries, till all the echoes ring,
"Here's mother's darling lost!
Somebody take me home-
Oh dear! what shall I do?
I followed Punch and Judy men,
With Will, and Joe, and Sue.
But they went off, and left me here—
They have all of them gone away.
Please, somebody come and take me home,
Or what will my mother say ?"

The ladies take her by the hand,
And lead her gently home,
Telling her that after "Judy" men
She never more must roam.
Her mother, 'midst her anxious tears,
Is seeking all around,

When Jenny leaps into her arms—

'Here's mother's darling found!