ell aware, is not the tendency of the age, which is rather
to seek knowledge apart from God, and to treat science and religion as
distant and cold acquaintances, instead of loving and inseparable
friends.--But now I gladly give way to my old friend Thomas Bradly, who
has, I know, something to tell us which will do us good, if we will only
carry it away with us."

"Yes," said Bradly, slowly and thoughtfully, as he took the speaker's
place, by the vicar's invitation, "it is true, dear friends, that I have
something of moment to say to you. This has truly been a happy day to
me so far. I rejoice in the presence of so many dear friends; and it is
indeed kind of Dr Prosser to be at the trouble to come among us, and
give us those words of weighty counsel which we have just heard. I have
listened to the other speeches also with very great satisfaction. I
think we're got on the right foundation, and we only wants to stick
there.

"Well now, dear friends, I've got something to show you here. Look at
this little book; it ain't got much outward show about it, but it's got
the old-fashioned words of God's truth inside. It was my mother's Bible
afore she were married, and a blessed book it were to her, and to her
children too. I think I can see her now, sitting of a summer's evening,
after the day's work were done, under an old apple tree, on a seat as my
father had made for her. She would get us children round her, and be so
happy with her little Bible, reading out its beautiful stories to us,
and telling us of the love of Jesus. She always read the Bible to us
with a smile, unless we'd any of us been doing anything wrong, and then
she read to us what the Bible tells us about sin, and she looked grave
indeed then.

"Well, when she died, the little book were left to our Jane--her mother
wished it so--and Jane prized it more than gold, and used to mark her
favourite verses with a line of red-ink under 'em; it were her way, and
helped to bring the passages she wished particularly to remember more
quickly to her eye. But the Lord was ordering and overruling this
marking for his own special purposes. Look at the book again; you can
many of you see the red lines.

"Now, it's some years ago as me and mine was living a long way off from
here. Jane were in service at a great house, and the butler and lady's-
maid, who hated the truth and poor Jane, because she loved it and stood
up for it, managed to take away her character