The Love Of Children

Vil TÏ1P not of the trim, precisely arranged homes where tliere are no children ; "where," as the good Germans have it, "the fly-trnps always hang straight on the wall." Teil me not of the neverdisturbed nights and days, of the tranquil, unanxious hearts where chlldren are not. I care not for these things. God sends children for another purpose than to keep up the race; to enlarge our hearts, to make us unseliish and full of kindly sympathies and affection ; to give our souls higher aims, and to cali out all our faculties to extended enterprise and exertion; to bring round our fireside briglit faces and happy smiles, and loving, tender hearts. My soul blesses the Great Father every day, that he has gladdened the earth with little chlldren. - Mary Howitt. "Is this H fair ?" said a stranger, stopping in front of a place where a festival was in progress, and addressing v, eitizen. "Well," replied the citizen, "they cali it fair, but they take everybody in." He probaby had invested in a ticket in an oyster-soup lottery, and had drawn a blank. A Kentucky preacher, becoming exasperated, paused in his discourse to say : "Ladies and gentlemen, if you will give me y our close attentkm I will keep a look-out on that door, and if anything worse than a man enters I will warn you in time tomake your escape."