FACTS, HINTS, AND GEMS. Facts, Hints, and Gems. Facts OF THE GREAT EXHIBITION. ON THE LAST WEEK the crowds were greater than ever-on the average, above 100,000 on each shilling day, and an average of more than £5,000 was taken on each shilling day. THE SILVER taken to the Bank on Tuesday required two cabs, and weighed 15 cwt. Only twenty shillings were bad coin. THE TOTAL OF RECEIPTS will be nearly half a million-£500,000 THE TOTAL OF PAYMENTS will be £220,000, leaving a balance in hand of a quarter of a million—£250,000. THE TOTAL OF VISITORS, before the last week, was 5,547,238. FOR PRIVILEGE of printing catalogues £3200 was paid; and for privilege of supplying refreshments £5500. THE BUILDING cost £79,800, and extras £35,000. For management, gas, water, &c., £50,000. Police £10,000. Prizes £20,000. EIGHTEEN OLD PEOPLE from Bletchingley were sent to see the Exhibition, whose united ages were 1141 years. THE ROYAL WARRANT requires the building to be removed on or before June 1, 1852, and the soil and surface of the ground to be restored. THE HOUSE OF COMMONS have only ordered that the building shall not be removed before May 1, 1852. MORE THAN SIX MILLIONS, it is now known, have visited this splendid scene, and we have not heard of one who was not delighted with it. And the best of all is, that all passed off peaceably. Hints. PERSEVERANCE.-The Orientals have a proverb that "By time and patience the mulberry leaf becomes satin." A JESTER, who has gained his title, need not go far to find a fool. A CHATTERER-A full tongue and an empty head are generally companions. THY CHARACTER. - Take care of it, for it is precious. If any one speak ill of it, ask thy conscience if that be true. KEEP NOT BACK what is due to him who has earned it. A poor man's penny will plague a rich man's purse. RISE EARLY, if you would have a clear head, a good temper, and a full cupboard. GO TO REST EARLY, if you would rise early. If you do not, you will never succeed; for you cannot burn a candle at both ends. GOOD ACTIONS are the seeds of peace and joy. Bad actions the seeds of trouble and sorrow. man sows of these, so he reaps. As a "I CANNOT DO IT," is always the excuse of the idle. "I will try," is the reply of the willing worker. LOSSES.-He who loses wealth, loses much; he who loses a friend, loses more; but he who loses his own spirit for work, loses all. DO IT WELL. Everything. "You once blacked my father's boots," said a young aristocrat, to a member of the House of Commons. "I did," was the noble reply, "but did I not black them well?" HONOUR or shame from no condition rise; Act well your part, for there true honour Gems. FACTS, HINTS, AND GEMS. UNINTERRUPTED SUCCESSIONS.There have been but two in this world, after all the noise that has been made about them-and they are sinners and saints. A GOOD CONSCIENCE can only be had by faith in that blood which cleanses us from all sin. FAITH is a right pilgrim companion. It travels with us to beaven, and when it sees us safe in our Father's house, it bids us farewell. IN PRAYER, the heart should first speak the words, and then the words speak the heart. OUR EVENING PRAYER should be that we may not sleep in our sin, or sin in our sleep. RUN FOR IT, as John Bunyan said, for he that will have heaven must run for it. The devil, law, sin, death, hell, are all making after thee. Run for it! RUN WELL, for the devil is very nimble and light of foot. He has overtaken, many, and tripped up their heels and given them an everlasting fall. THE LAW can shoot a good way. Take care and keep out of the reach of its great guns. Hide thee be hind the rock Christ. HELL has a wide mouth, and many there be who go in thereat. Take care. FLY TO CHRIST! he alone can save thee from sin, or death, or hell. They dare not come near Him. Under his protection thou art quite safe from them all. CHRIST IS MINE. Wonderful! Then all he has is mine, and all things are mine, for he has all things. "OUR FATHER!" And so we may call God Almighty "Our Father." His own Son says we may. Philosophy never discovered or dreamed of this. THE CHILDREN'S CORNER. The Children's Corner. YOUTH AND AGE. Ye are frosted and grey; Eyes of my youth! Your keen sight is no more; Cheeks of my youth! Ye are furrow'd all o'er; Strength of my youth! All your vigour is gone; Thoughts of my youth! Your gay visions are flown. Days of my youth! I wish not to recall; Hairs of my youth! I'm content ye shall fall; Eyes of my youth! Ye much evil have seen; Cheeks of my youth! Days of my age! Ye will shortly be past; Pains of my age! Yet awhile ye can last; Joys of my age! In true wisdom delight; Eyes of my age! Be religion your light; Thoughts of my age! Dread ye not the cold sod; Hopes of my age; Be ye fix'd on your God. THE FADED FLOWER. A lovely flower has faded- A flower of cherished worth, Whose beauties oft were shaded, Blooms now no more on earth. Not born for earth alone, Her mind aspired to heaven; And now before the throne, A harp to her is given. In cne untiring song, Shine on the happy throng. From weeping, parents cease, Your loss is now her gain; You soon shall meet in peace, And join that heavenly strain. To welcome you above, She now is waiting there; And if you walk the path of love, You shall her transports share. E. C. P. MY LITTLE BROTHER. I HAD a little brother, He was but two years old, When first she lost her boy; He went to join the throng, O, may we never think of him W. H. C. FAITH IN "OUR FATHER." THERE is a beautiful story from the German, which our readers may not, perhaps have seen, and which we will here repeat, since it embodies in a brief space a great argument. 66 'In that beautiful part of Germany," says the narrative, "which borders on the Rhine, there is a noble castle, which, as you travel on the western bank of the river, you may see lifting its ancient towers on the opposite side, above the grove of trees nearly as old as itself. About forty years ago, there lived in that castle a noble Baron. He had one only son, who was not only a comfort to his father, but a blessing to all who lived on his father's land. It happened, on a certain occasion, that this young man being from home, there came a French gentleman to see the castle, who began to talk of his heavenly Father in terms that chilled the old man's blood; on which the Baron reproved him, saying, 'Are you not afraid of offending God, who reigns above, by speaking in such a manner?' The gentleman said he knew nothing about God, for he had never seen him. The Baron did not this time notice what the gentleman said, but the next morning took him about his castle grounds, and took occasion first to show him a very beautiful picture that hung on the wall. The gentleman admired the picture very much, and said, 'Whoever drew this picture knows very well how to use the pencil.' 'My son drew the picture,' said the Baron. Then your son is a clever man,' replied the gentleman. The Baron then went with his visitor into the garden, and showed him many beautiful flowers and trees. Who has the ordering of this garden?' asked the gentleman. 'My son,' replied the Baron; he knows every plant.' 'Indeed,' said the gentleman; 'I shall think very highly of him soon.' The Baron then took him into the village, and showed him a small neat cottage, where his son had established a school, and where he caused all young children who had lost their parents to be received and nourished at his own expense. POETRY. The children in the house looked so innocent and so happy, that the gentleman was very much pleased, and when he returned to the castle, he said to the Baron, 'What a happy man you are to have so good a son!' 'How do you know I have so good a son?' 'Because I have seen his works, and I know that he must be good and clever, if he has done all that you have shewed me.' 'But you have not seen him.' 'No, but I know him very well; I judge of him by his work.' 'True,' replied the Baron; and in this way I judge of the character of our heavenly Father. I know by his works that he is a Being of infinite wisdom, and power, and goodness.' The scoffer was silenced. He had answered his own wickedness and folly by his own words, and could say no more. But how is it that some men are so strangely and ungratefully wicked as to insult their heavenly Father in the way they do? They will acknowledge excellence if they see it in a fellow-creature; and though Divine wisdom and goodness are more obvious and abundant, they never think of admiring them, or of thanking the Giver of every good gift for his numerous favours. The secret is, the carnal heart of man is enmity against God, and nothing but the love of God, as seen in giving up his own Son to die for our sins, will ever melt the hardened heart of man, and bring him, broken and contrite in spirit, to seek for pardoning mercy of God. Poetry. THE HEAVENLY VOYAGERS. I WILL hoist up my sails, and for glory I'll steer, He'll guide me, and guard me, and lead me safe through. And when on the plains of glory I stand, A crown on my brow, and a palm in my hand, |