BOARD OF THE PACIFIC.

III.

he midnight sky is all ablaze
* With sudden light and golden rays
Of angels, watching with amaze

His opening story:
The blessed virgin mother there,
Bending above her infant fair,
And pondering on that marvel rare-

That undreamt glory !

IV.
&nd lo! the echo of a song,
* Which deepens as it rolls along—
The chorus of a countless throng,
Like a low thunder.
The sacred hills of Palestine
Are flooded with a voice divine;
The shepherds listen to the sign
With a hushed wonder.

V.
Q Qell might that song of songs be heard
° Well might the angel host be stirred
To hover o'er the Incarnate Word
With adoration!
Well might the air with bliss be fraught,
And splendor passing human thought ;
“Glad tidings of great joy.” are brought
To every nation!

VI.

welcome, then, this happy morn ~ On which the Saviour, Christ, was born With flowers his infant brow adorn —

Lilies and roses.

“Glory to God” for his dear Son,
And “peace on earth,” through suffering won;
Heaven's hallelujah is begun — *-
And never closes.

- VII.
esus was born this Christmas tide-
Born that he might be crucified;
The sad-glad tidings, waft them wide
Beyond the waters.
In him all nations may be blessed,
In him all weary ones find rest—
Poor wanderers in the farthest West,
And India's daughters.

VIII.
ur thanks this day to God we lift

“C” For his unutterable Gift,
And bid the good news circle swift,

On eagle pinion,
Till earth permits “a little child
To lead her ” with attraction mild,
And every utmost region wild

Owns his dominion |

Richard Wilton, in “India's Women.”

“HAST TH O U FAITH 2"
BY MRS. W. B. CAPRON.

ON the 26th of June, when I went to Pasumalai, to attend to our weekly prayer-meeting, I was anxious to see the Tirumangalam Bible-woman. She had come to a friend's house to be taken care of, for her last days were come. I found her mind very clear, and her voice stronger and more natural than I could have expected. She was glad to see me. I said to her: “I am very glad to see you once more, S-. *You are nearly through with your life on earth; and how does it seem to you as you think over the past, and look into the future?” She replied: “Jesus is a great Saviour. I believe He has forgiven all my sins.” I then asked, “What verse in the Bible comes oftener than any other into your mind?” “‘The blood of Jesus Christ his Son cleanseth us from all sin.’” Pausing a moment, she added, “I rest upon it.” I then said a few words on praying to have every corner of the heart opened to Him. To this she replied: “There is a verse which I heard from you once which has given me much comfort— “Fear not: for I have redeemed thee, I have called thee by thy name; thou art mine.” It comes often to my thoughts.” So I took its shining parts and went over them, to her evident satisfaction. After some words suited, I hoped, to comfort her, I said:— S—, would you like a little more Bible-woman's work to do? I can give you some.” With a smile of incredulity and much enthusiasm, she answered: “I should like it very much indeed. Tell me.” I replied that I was afraid that she was too weak to hear so. long a story, but that I would stop as soon as I should see that it was more than she could bear. It was most interesting to see this woman's mind take in all that I went on to say, and how it. seemed to exhilarate her. This was it: – “Last Christmas-time I had several calls from a Brahman woman, who was threatened with what I feared would be cancer. I have not seen her since; but on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday my thoughts were so continually reverted to this woman, that I determined to go on Monday evening, after my work in the houses was done, and inquire about her. I had once much relieved her daughter, and the family have always remembered it. When I would call on them I was accustomed to see this woman; but, as a Brahman widow after the strictest sort, she would stand at a distance. “What was my surprise, on Monday early, to see this daughter