his plans answered, but now, whenever he starts any thing new, there are plenty to follow his example. The last of his plans was watering his carrots with lime water to destroy the worm. It was he gave me the advice about my potatoes; 'Choose,' said he, 'the champion or early Shaw, or any similar new sorts, or any potatoe that succeeds in the district. The same sort never thrives long in one place, and therefore new sorts are necessary. Keep them,' said he, for a winter vegetable, they are an expensive summer luxury for the cottage, cabbages are always at hand, and always useful.' He has grown sea kale for two years past, and says that it is a mistake to think it is only intended for the garden of gentlefolks. The covering up with dung is only necessary when it is desired to have it early, in its natural season it only wants to be kept from the light, and this he does with old baskets, pots, or boxes. The plants will last many years, and are an excellent sweetener of the blood in the spring, keeping the doctor away from the door."

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Really," said Sarah," you must take me to see Thomas Owen, for I am very much like him in one respect; I am very fond of trying experiments myself. Live and learn is a good maxim for us all."

I find," said Richard, "that we must not spend any more time in talking, that is, if we wish to get to the allotments while it is daylight. However, I feel that my conversation has done me good, for I am ashamed to think how I have let this fine weather slip away, and instead of doing all I could, have done only what I was obliged, and that, too, with a repining spirit, for which I humbly hope God will forgive me."

When Richard and his sister reached the allotments she was quite surprised at the busy scene which met her view. Men, women and children were there, scattered all over the large piece of ground, and each seemed to be busily employed. Even the youngest could pick up stones, and carry them to the barrow, or hold the bag of seeds ready for sowing. The elder ones fetched water from a little stream at hand, a task which they took great pleasure in, and happy was he who had an old watering pot, however leaky it might be. One little fellow was at the moment employed on Richard Stevens' piece of ground. And what was the surprise of its owner, when he found that his little garden was in as good order as if it had received his usual daily care. The beds of carrots and turnips and onions were weeded,

the cabbages and potatoes hoed, and the peas and beans which Richard had left under-ground, were now coming up in luxuriant green rows; he felt quite proud to shew his property to his sister. His fellow-labourers, by whom he was much respected, had taken pity on his allotment, and by giving a half hour in turn to its cultivation, had thus done Stevens a real benefit, for which he lost no time in thanking them most heartily, determining to be always on the look out to do something for them in return. Such opportunities of helping each other often occur in Richard's rank of life, and form a bond of friendly union, which helps to lighten the hardships of many a household.

Aunt Sarah was one who fully entered into such neighbourly feelings, and soon became a great favourite with every body in the village; her presence soon restored comfort into poor Richard's little dwelling, and though he never ceased to regret his wife, yet he became less desponding, and more thankful for the blessings spared to him in his children. On them the early training and good example of their mother had made an impression, which he and their good aunt took care should never be effaced.

JOHN HENRY PARKER, OXFORD AND LONDON.

AN EARNEST EXHORTATION TO

REPENTANCE.

I COME to you in Christ's Name; I stop you; I lay my hand upon you; I could even kneel down before you and pray you to hear my words; for I see in you one for whom Christ has died, one for whom blood has been shed, even Christ's most precious blood, and for whom Christ, as the Man of sorrows, has sorrowed even in an agony till the blood fell in great drops from His holy flesh. Yes, you have been loved with divine, everlasting love; and yet what have you done? How have you lived? What have you thought of Christ's love? What have you thought of your own soul? Have you not lived. carelessly? Have you not forgotten God? Have you not fallen into countless sins?

Alas, you have greatly sinned; you have lived in sin; have gone on from day to day as if there were no death, no judgment, no hell; as if you were going to live for ever here on earth, as if there were no Judge coming to judge you for your deeds.

And yet it is most true that every single sin is written down in the Book of God, every sin you have ever done stands against you, every sin is noted down. Whatever you did in secret, when no one was near to see, even your evil thoughts, your evil wishes, are all known to the great, the mighty, the everlasting God, who hateth iniquity. Your steps have been tracked all your life; all is known; all has been seen; God has been with you in every place, has heard every word you ever spoke, seen every deed you have ever done, traced every thought that has ever passed through your mind. Surely it is awful to think of this. If you have to be judged, what can you say, how can you defend yourself? Just think over with yourself what sort of a life you have been leading in time past, and then consider whether you would like to tell it all out before the Great Judge of all mankind, before our Lord Jesus Christ. You may try to drown thought; you may turn away from all such things; you may say to yourself, "I will enjoy myself while I can; I will eat, drink, and be merry; I will wait till I am ill and old before I think about my soul; but this, I say, most solemnly, most earnestly, this, I say, as your friend, is madness. Is not a man mad,