watched over and prayed for by God's people, and more than all, to be looked upon and cared for by the Good Shepherd! The baptism of our little daughter had been deferred till we were in our own home. But now, on "a day most calm, most bright," we took her with us to the sanctuary. us. The solemnity of the rite itself deeply affected Then, our child was to bear the name of one, who not a year before, had cheerfully bade farewell to a cherished circle of friends, and, sustained by an unfaltering trust in her Redeemer, had gone up to glory. After supplication had been made to Him, who when on earth, gave to little children his peculiar blessing, I laid our darling in her father's arms. With deep emotion were pronounced the words, I baptize thee in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost. Amen." What thoughts rush upon a mother in such a moment! As she looks upon the tender nursling, "with Jesus' mark impressed," now returned to her "to nurse for Jesus' sake,"-as she reflects, that in the most impressive manner, it has been consecrated to 66 God, and that while on his part, He has pledged the rich blessings of the covenant, she has bound herself most sacredly to the fulfilment of its vows, will she not lift up her heart to Him, whose promises are both sure and sufficient? Will she not importune the blessed Saviour for heavenly wisdom safely to guide her little pilgrim over life's thorny road, up to the gates of the celestial city? May not angelic friends be lingering near us at such an hour? At this hallowed season, I almost felt her presence, whose name our darling bore. Departed spirit! loved one, who, in the full bloom of youthful beauty, left earth's cold clime, for the better land,-thy memory shall ever be cherished in our hearts! And thou too, dear child! thou darling of our love,-upon whom rested our sweetest hopes,in whom were garnered up ou: dearest joys,-art thou, too, gone from us forever? How consoling to reflect upon the hour, when thou wert consecrated to the God of the covenant!-How precious the assurance, that through the rich grace of that covenant, thou art now borne on the bosom of the Good Shepherd above! "Though my soul's hope hung on thy breath, Thou to so bright a world art gone, I would not wake thee, sweet, from death ;-Though loved in life,-sleep on,-sleep on." The Mother's Recollections. "The eye, the lip, the cheek, the brow, The hands, stretched forth in gladness, All life, joy, rapture, beauty now; Then dashed by infant sadness; Returned the fairy vision: Where are they now?—those smiles, those tears,— Thy mother's darling treasure? She sees them still, and still she hears Thy tones of pain or pleasure, To her quick pulse revealing Unutterable feeling." MONTGOMERY. LITTLE Carrie could now sit alone, and had learned to stretch out her hands to her father and mother and sister, besides being able to do a great many other things in the baby line. But she knew not where she was born, or where she lived, or how old she was;-she knew not even the true use of her hands and feet. And yet to look upon her expansive brow, no one could feel that she was without thought. Nay, is not an infant's mind full of activity? Is there any period of life in which knowledge is acquired so fast,-in which the faculties are developed so rapidly? What an interesting study would be the mind and heart of an innocent babe! Were some fortunate mother to possess the power of looking within the small body, so full of mysteries, into the still greater mysteries of its animating spirit, how would all philosophers reverently approach her shrine, and listen to the revelations of a wiser than Delphic oracle! But although there is scarcely anything in the reach of man, from the farthest star within his ken, to the tiniest flower under his feet, which he may not analyze, or examine, or look upon, yet here is one thing, which, though cradled in his arms, always eludes his grasp. Though his eye, skilled in reading nature's many volumes, rests searchingly upon it, yet it forever escapes his scrutiny. An infant's mind is, and must remain a sealed book. And those many questions, which could be settled at once by perusing this book, and which, for |