ifferent kinds of food
for different animals, than it furnishes doubts to the sceptic and
hopes to the believer, as he takes it. The one, in an honest and good
heart, pours out the box of ointment on a Saviour's head--the other,
in the pride of his philosophy, only searches into it for a dead
fly.--_Q. Rev._

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"ALL FOR THE BEST."

When Bernard Gilpin was summoned up to London to give an account of
himself and his creed before Bonner, he chanced to break his leg on
the way; and, on some persons retorting upon him a favourite saying
of his own, "that nothing happens to us but what is intended for our
good," and asking him whether it was for his good that he had broken
his leg, he answered, "that he made no question but it was." And so it
turned out, for before he was able to travel again, Queen Mary died,
and he was set at liberty.

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Men keep their word simply because it is _right_ to do so. They feel
it is right, and ask no further questions. Conscience carries along
with it its own authority--its own credentials. The depraved appetites
may rebel against it, but they are aware that it is rebellion.--_Q.
Rev._

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ARAB HOSPITALITY.

M. Pacho, the African traveller, lately arrived at Marmorica, when the
rains had commenced, and the ground was preparing for the seed, and
was admitted to all the rites of Arab hospitality. Invited to a great
feast, he was regaled with the usual dainty of a sheep roasted whole,
and eaten with the fingers; while girls, dressed as Caryatides,
presented a large vase of milk, which was passed round to the company.
All that was expected in return was to cover bits of paper with
writing, and thus convert them into amulets; for, in his capacity
of sorcerer, the Christian is supposed to possess supernatural
powers.--_Edinburgh Rev._

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IMPROMPTU ON WASTE.

_By the late Edward Knight, Esq. of Drury-Lane Theatre._

Oh! waste thou not the smallest thing
Created by Divinity;
For grains of sand the mountains make,
And atomics infinity.
Waste thou not, then, the smallest time--
'Tis imbecile infirmity;
For well thou know'st, if aught thou know'st,
That seconds form eternity.

_Forget Me Not_--1829.

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AN ELECTION.

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