ieved that Christ died
for them they would have believed a falsehood, because Calvinists say no
soul for whom Jesus died will be lost.

A SUMMARY OF TRUTH.

_First._ By the transgression man's eyes were opened, and he became as
God, to know good and evil.

_Second._ He has always had intellectual and moral ability to turn and
serve God, and so enjoy his divine favor.

_Third._ He has been required in every dispensation to do this.

_Fourth._ Christ died for all men.

_Fifth._ All men may turn and be saved.

_Sixth._ God is no respecter of persons; but in every nation he that
feareth him and worketh righteousness shall be accepted with him.

Protestants, do you believe the Bible? Then throw away your errors. LET
THE LOWER LIGHTS BE BURNING!

THE UNREASONABLE CONDUCT OF A POPE.--"Pope Sixtus V. expended in three
years (from 1586 to 1589) 5,339 scudi, (about $83,500) in destroying a
portion of the Baths of Diocletian; and 2,560,000 cubic feet of masonry
were broken up. These facts are recorded in a book of accounts found in
the Vatican library, at Rome."--_The Toujee Tourist, of April, 1880._

ETHAN ALLEN, THE INFIDEL, AND HIS DAUGHTER.

"The damps of death are coming fast,
My father, o'er my brow;
The past, with all its scenes, are fled,
And I must turn me now
To that dim future which, in vain,
My feeble eyes descry.
Tell me, my father, in this hour,
In whose stern faith to die.

"In thine? I've watched the scornful smile
And heard thy withering tone
Whene'er the Christian's humble hope
Was placed above thine own.
I've heard thee speak of coming death
Without a shade of gloom,
And laugh at all the childish fears
That cluster round the tomb.

"Or, is it my mother's faith?
How fondly do I trace,
Through many a weary year long past,
That calm and saintly face!
How often do I call to mind,
Now she is 'neath the sod,
The place, the hour, in which she drew
My early thoughts to God.

"'Twas then she took this sacred book,
And from its burning page
Read how its truths support the soul
In youth and failing age;
And bade me in its precepts live,
And by its precepts die,
That I might share a home of love
In worlds beyond the sky.

"My father, shall I look above,
Amid the gathering gloom,
To him whose promises