able sorrow in life, that it seems strange those should be found who are either willing to increase or unwilling to arrest its progress. The desolate summer passed away and October weather set in. The neighbors thought the prospects of Hugh for comfort but slender, and Margie, while in the little sewing-room, overheard the conversation of two of them who were waiting her father's return, with some article they wanted, with no little uneasiness. "The house will be sadly changed," said Mary Bryan to Peggy Turner. "Ay, that's to be expected, a young thing like Margie will be a poor stand-by in place of the one that's gone and they're not able to afford much help. Margie's but a lass and cannot do much, ye'll see, when he comes home and finds things uncomfortable; he'll take to the drink, it's but nature, and he has not Margaret to restrain him." "And yet," suggested Mary, "Margie's a likely girl, steady and sensible enough, and if she were to take hold, might do, I'm sure I'm heartily sorry for them, their mother was a good, kind soul. Many's the time she has shown me a kindness, and I'll not be wantin' in doing all I can for the poor, unfortunate children." Poor Mary had a kind Irish heart, and her assistance was often given. Margie's course was soon taken, she well knew that her father could not afford to employ a housekeeper, and she resolved to do all she could to save him trouble or expense. "If," said Hugh, inquiringly, one evening, as he pushed his chair back from the table, we could only get along without hiring any one, I mean for a constant thing," he paused and looked at Margie for an answer. "I have been thinking it over father," she began very slowly, "I am sure you cannot afford it.' "No, I am sure I could not without taking more of what little I have laid away than I like to." "Well, then, father, if you could only get some one to do the washing and ironing, and occasionally make some of the children's clothes, I think we can get along very well, Mary Bryan is kind and she is willing to show me any. very thing I don't know how to do." "But, Margie," remonstrated Hugh, "my poor child, how will you do about school, you can't do this and go to school too, that is out of the question. I don't want you to forget what you have learned, nor to leave off learning either." "I think I can manage that, I will try and have some time to myself, you know you always have the fire ready for me, and Kate will soon be able to do little things, as well as Georgie, when he is not in school. Then I can teach myself, and if I don't understand anything, I think some of the girls will show me; I will bring all books home and Georgie can go." Her father's eye rested proudly on her. "Come, Margie," he said, reaching out his hand to her, "come, my lassie, you have a brave heart and you are your mother's own daughter." The tears gathered in her eyes. Hugh did not know how the brave little heart had trembled over my the work and how even then it was beating with fear. He did not know all this, but he held her very tight and pressed a kiss upon her cheek, and the gray eyes that looked up into his face were the most beautiful in the world to him for his wife's sake. Very much lay before her, her childhood seemed to have passed away, and the toils and cares of womanhood to have come in its stead. Hugh saw this and did all in his power to prevent it, he lightened her burdens in every way pleasures in his power, but much devolved that he could afford, giving her all the little upon her, standing as she did in a mother's stead to the children left in her charge. Soon after she brought her books home, announcing her determination to her teacher, whose friendly tones and kind pressure of the hand gave her encouragement. "If you find yourself in any difficulty, do not fail to come to me and I will give you all the assistance I can out of school hours." And she more than once availed herself of this kind offer, and it has always been faithfully redeemed. The predictions of Peggy Turner have not been made good, her father always finds his home as comfortable and pleasant as Margie's taste and hands can make it, so that, though often recalling sad memories, it is still to him the sweetest spot on earth; both Kate and Georgie look upon their elder sister as a motherly counselor and friend. They feel that she is entitled to their respect and affection, that she has their real interest and good at heart, and this makes them willing to submit to be guided by her judgment, even when their own inclinations would lead them to a contrary course. And although the school of written knowledge has not been opened to her as fully as it might otherwise have been, who shall say that she has not been learning lessons of value, even in the trial and discipline in which she has been training. Better than all this she has had the joy of seeing her father a sincere and humble Christian, so that when her old friend, Miss Earle, last visited her, she had the glad news to relate. "Do you remember," she asked gravely, "that Sabbath when our lesson was about the building of the tabernacle, and you said there was no fear but that each one of us had some truly great work to do, if we only knew it. I thought then there was none for me to do, but I see I was mistaken, and when this great sorrow came, I felt that it was hard and very different from what I had looked for or wished, and at first I could not bear it, but I think I am willing now," she added, with glistening tears. "My dear child," said Miss Earle, affectionately drawing her to her, "I, too, have been thinking of the work which our Father has sent you. How differently it is allotted to each one of us. Dear Lucy Preston's is already done; she told me this morning to give you her love, and her dying entreaty to persevere, her only regret was that she had not done more, for though 'we know not now' why nor what the Master is doing, we shall know hereafter." For the Advocate and Guardian. 66 THE BABY IS DEAD." BY JANE BOSWELL MOORE. WHAT a world of meaning there is in that short intimation to two sorrowful hearts! One dark, sweeping cloud seems to have obscured the blue sky, and suddenly darkened the whole earth for its sake. In the depth of this great sorrow the rainbow of promise is hidden from view; and yet it is there, for the sun still shines, though the rain-drops are falling. "The baby is dead!" How many hopes and fears went out with its young life-how many disappointments and sorrows came in their stead! Timid, pattering feet will ran no more, bright, earnest eyes closed forever, and pleading, childish voice, that will never call mamma or papa in tones of gladness. Playthings to be put away, tiny shoes and stockings, little dresses, to be laid aside; and with them you feel that you have laid away all your earthly hopes for the dear baby. Ah! how little you thought, as your child gazed on autumn's brilliant hues, that that glance was the last, and that when returning spring brought life and beauty to all the visible world, the babe that nestled so lovingly and confidingly in your bosom, would lie down in the lonely grave; that autumn returning. appareled in robes of rich and gorgeous beauty, to cast its first shadow over the rejoicing, happy year, would be associated with thoughts of such sadness. Yes, all this and how much more is comprehended and will yearly be felt in that brief announcement, "The baby—our baby, is dead!" So I thought as I looked upon the joyous little creature, herself a rosy picture of health and glee, smiling unconsciously as she brought me the tidings; and viewed thus, it seemed very, very sad, indeed, almost hopelessly so. But I thought againIt is true the baby is dead; its short life is over, and its father and mother and all who loved it will see it no more until they too have passed over the river of death, and become dwellers on the heavenly shore. You looked forward in your child to long years of happiness and support, but you would also have felt many anxieties, and suffered much through fear. For other little ones you may have many cares, but this one is forever safealready at home. The storms of life may beat about you, making rough shipwreck of your dearest hopes; but ever and anon will come this soothing thought, this blessed assurance: The child that I loved is beyond their reach, safely housed from storm and tempest. A better than an earthly heritage is its portion. And so looking over the storm-tossed ocean, you will ofttimes lift your weary, longing eyes, to the distant haven whither your child is gone. How does the kindred tie thus formed shorten the way thither, and make the land that is very "far off" appear no longer distant, but daily growing nearer and nearer. By and by dark days will come, when you must leave your children to struggle alone in an "unfeeling and unfriendly world." You have watched over them with tender and protecting care, have been deeply interested in everything concerning them; but the time is coming when, though "they come to honor," you will know it not; and even though "they are brought low, you will perceive it not of them." The only one that you can then think of with thankfulness and comfort, is the little one whom God hath taken. Your child is in safe hands. Fear not, therefore, for the grave will hold its little treasure safely through spring-time and summer, autumn and winter, when the flowers bloom in beauty, and when they fade-safely until the summons of that life-giving voice, at whose presence earth and sea shall give up their dead. So I thought no more of the dear baby as lying in the dark, cold grave-no more of the silent, lonely house, nor of the thousand memories of sorrow so constantly recurring; but rather of a golden harp and crown, and of one who wears them; of a myriad throng, and a new voice to join in swelling that eternal and triumphant song, "Worthy the Lamb; "—of one treasure less in this poor earth, and one more laid up in enduring mansions; and of a little lamb led by "green pastures and still waters" forever. I I never before realized the meaning of the word outcast-cast out-as I did this morning when I told Mrs. Snave I could do nothing more for her; that I had tried in every way could to help her become a respectable woman. I was sorry, both for her sake and her child'sa pretty girl three years old-but I must spend my time on other cases now from which I could hope more fruitful results. To her request that she might come soon and tell how she was getting along, I answered that if she would in two or three months return and bring proof that she had been doing well I should be glad to see her-not otherwise. Why did I talk thus to her? Not because I did not pity her, for if any human being is to be pitied it is one who knows and approves the the right, yet is a slave to evil habits and passions, a child of the wicked one. How long she has been an outcast I do not know. I do know that last spring, she, with her new-born babe, were cast out from a stable in St. where they were found by its owner; that, in the hospital to which she was taken, for some reason, she said the nurses were "brutes;" that the landlady who had rented to her the foul basement where we first visited her, was glad to have her go, as she did not pay her rent that a lady who kindly took her though knowing of her love for strong drink, at the end of a week had too much reason to think her not only intemperate and untruth ful, but a thief that the ladies of the Home, who had long patiently borne with her faults and misdeeds, were at length compelled to decide she could not remain longer within its walls. We are happy to be able to add that this poor, sinful mother has been induced to sign a paper committing her child to the A. F. G. Society till such time as she can prove herself a true mother and capable of providing a good home for her little one. "The mother will soon be out of the way," said a judge in regard to a case similar to this. What did he mean? Speaking from the gathered experience of years, he knew that such mothers are soon outcasts of society, hidden by crime within prison walls; or by disease in the Potter's field. "The way of the transgressor is hard.” “The wages of sin is death." H. E. 0. Advocate and Guardian. NEW YORK, NOV. 16, 1864. ADVANCE IN CLUB PRICES.-The Publishing Com. had earnestly hoped that the price of paper would be so diminished before the close of the year, that no change in our terms would become necessary. The facts being otherwise, in justice to this department of the work, they are constrained to make a small advance. After the 1st of Jan. 1865, the price for clubs will be at the rate of 75 cts., instead of 50cts. per copy per annum. Single subscriptions, as formerly, $1 in advance. We trust, in view of the motive and manifest necessity for this slight addition of 25 cts., it will not be allowed to lessen the subscriptions to the Advocate in any section where a much larger comparative advance has been made upon the fruits of the earth and every useful commodity; and where all, too, understand that 75 cts. now are really worth much less than were 50 cts. four years ago. For considerations at once apparent, a little extra exertion will be requisite the coming month on the part of the friends of this paper and its mission, in order still to sustain and extend its circulation. Wherever this aid shall be given, it will be most gratefully appreciated. Will our friends, in sending on renewals of Clubs always state in whose name they were taken, during 1864. The omission to do so, causes much confusion on our books. THANKSGIVING DONATION VISIT. THE friends and patrons of the Home for the Friendless are cordially invited to visit the Institution on Thanksgiving Day, November 24th. Exercises by the children, from 3 to 5 o'clock; also from 6.30 to 8 P. M. A dinner will be provided for the children of the Home, also for its five large outside schools-all of which are doing a good work in rescuing the children of want and sorrow from ignorance, vice and degradation. About 350 will dine at the Home on the 24th, from 5 to 6 P. M. The others, at their respective school-rooms, on that day, or at the Home on the day following. The return of this Annual Festival for "the children of the needy "—many of whom are soldiers' children—gives an excellent opportunity for those more favored to obey the precept, "Go thy way, eat the fat and drink the sweet, and send portions to them for whom nothing is prepared."-NEH. 8. 10. The wants of the season-especially food and clothing—already press heavily, and contributions, large or small, will be thankfully received. PROCLAMATION OF THANKSGIVING. BY THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES. IT has pleased Almighty God to prolong our National life another year, defending us with His guardian care against unfriendly designs from abroad, and vouchsafing to us, in His mercy, many and signal victories over the enemy who is of our own household. It has also pleased our Heavenly Father to favor as well our citizens in their homes, as our soldiers in their camps and our sailors on the seas, with unusual health. He has largely augmented our free population by emancipation and by immigration, while He has opened to us new sources of wealth, and has crowned the labor of our working men, in every department of industry, with abundant reward. Moreover, He has been pleased to animate and inspire our minds and hearts with fortitude, courage and resolution sufficient for the great trial of civil war into which we have been brought by our adherence, as a nation, to the cause of freedom and humanity, and to afford to us reasonable hopes of an ultimate and happy deliverance from all our dangers and afflictions. Now, therefore: I, Abraham Lincoln, President of the United States, do hereby appoint and set apart the last Thursday in November next, as a day which I desire to be observed by all my fellow-citizens, wherever they may then be, as a day of thanksgiving and prayer to Almighty God, the beneficent Creator and Ruler of the universe; and I do further recommend to my fellow-citizens aforesaid, that on that occasion they do reverently humble themselves in the dust, and from thence offer up penitent and fervent prayers and supplications to the Great Disposer of events, for a return of the inestimable blessings of peace, union and harmony throughout the land which it has pleased Him to assign as a dwelling place for ourselves and our posterity throughout all generations. In testimony whereof, I have hereunto set my hand and caused the seal of the United States to be affixed. Done at the City of Washington, this 20th day of October, in the year of our Lord, 1864, WM. H. SEWARD, Secretary of State. The above document was published after our last went to press, but our present issue will give it to all our readers in due time. The recommendation to all to "humble themselves in the dust, and from thence offer up penitent and fervent prayers and supplications to the great Disposer of events," could not be expressed in more fitting terms. May the occasion be so improved that all our offerings as a people, shall find acceptance before Him who is of purer eyes than to behold iniquity. WANTS OF THE HOME INDUSTRIAL SCHOOLS. THE wants of these schools at the present season are specially urgent. Among the thousand or more children, who attend the different schools more or less regularly, many appear daily, without shoes or hose, and with garments hanging in tatters, looking as though they might be blown to the winds by a strong November gale. It is because they are thus neglected and forlorn, before coming into the schools, that they acquire so readily the rudiments of a street-education. A training that, if not counteracted, may fit them early for the prison or the gallows. The teachers, committees and visitors who have labored longest among this class, to "gather them in," "keep them in " and exert over them a salutary and saving influence, know well how much a decent outfit for the poor child does to win confidence, and keep open an avenue to the heart. And for this reason they each and all greatly desire the means to furnish such outfit, in cases com. mended to their judgment. The foreshadowings of the coming winter are already rife with appeals in this direction. The war has greatly diminished the supplies usually received at this season, so that a necessity exists for contributing and making up arti cles of clothing that will tax both the industry of the respective school committees and those who may be willing to come to their help. For local reasons, but with one and the same end, the committees now meet sepa rately, to prepare work and clothing for the schools. The time and place of each meeting is thus designated. The Committee for School No. 1, meet on Friday of each week, at the Home Committee room, at half-past nine o'clock A. M. and adjourn at one P. M. School No. 2, on Tuesdays, same hours, at the house of Mrs. Hyde, 104 W. 37th St. Committee of School No. 3 meet at the week, same hours. Home Committee Room on Monday of each Committee of School No. 4 meet at the Home, on Thursdays, same hours. Committee of School No. 5 meet on Friday of each week, at one P. M. at the school-rooms, No. 1285 Broadway, near 35th Street. The aid of any willing to contribute articles, or assist in cutting, basting, etc., will be gratefully appreciated by the respective committees and is most cordially invited. Second-hand clothing or remnants of cotton or delaine that can be made available, will be specially acceptable, either for the use of the schools, or the homeless and needy in our Home family, at present numbering about 175 children and adults. "Blessed is he that considereth the poor, the Lord will deliver him in time of trouble." "ON FURLOUGH." LINES SUGGESTED BY AN AFFECTING INCIDENT. Has furlough for a few brief days, With throbbing heart he stands once more To one the bitterness of death She feels that earthly ties are now Her hopes are anchored where the storms Where sorrow, pain, and war's alarms, Her children dear, her comfort long, So to the mother, sick and wan, "The Home will find a foster home Shall we not seek to place them there, "O, yes! I'm thankful if we may; And so the mutual bond was given, By one just going home to heaven, 'Mid rural homes in this fair land, May not these sisters, "three and nine," Give love for love, then sing and shine THE PLACE OF SAFETY. THE angel of the Lord encampeth round about them that fear Him, and delivereth them.-Bible. WE live in a uay of peril-a day, when men's hearts, in many sections, are failing them for fear-a day when crime is rampant and human depravity so developed that the soul is sickened by its contemplation. In looking at the dark catalogue of wrong and outrage recorded by the daily press, and the desperate resistance of those in arms against our government, it would seem as though Satan had indeed, "come down in great wrath, knowing that his time is short." And yet, we have not begun to realize the sorrows felt by large communities in many periods of the world's history. When Jerusalem was compassed about with armiesfamine stalking through the guilty city, where had stood the bloody cross, with its records of the most fearful guilt that man could conceive or perpetrate, there were doubtless some among the sufferers who were the true children of God-calm in the midst of peril, their faith anchored upon the promises, their souls sustained by the felt consciousness that "the angel of the Lord encampeth round about them that fear Him." The history of the Church throughout the long, dark past, shows that suffering and trial, in all their fearful forms, have been the allotted discipline of those who, living and dying, have done most to subdue the kingdom of darkness; most to promote the principles, whose rule alone produces righteousness, and peace, and joy in the Holy Ghost. For a long period the professed disciples of Him who suffered even unto death, have not been tried by persecution, but by glori ous opportunities of advancing the cause of Christ on earth. The lines have fallen to them in pleasant places. "The offence of the cross" has been little felt and known. But how much less earnest consecration to the right has been witnessed through this period in our own favored land, than might have been. How much less fruit to the glory of God than might have been reasonably expect. ed in view of our opportunities, obligations and professions. Now, as a people, we are placed in the crucible. The furnace heat has been felt. Who can tell how much fiercer must be the flame ere the dross shall be consumed, and the sin be put away that has kindled its fires? The faithful followers of Him who went about doing good, cannot anticipate exemp tion from the common calamities incident to national judgments. But they may find a safe abiding-place beneath the shadow of His wing, who afflicteth not willingly-"His name is a strong tower-whoso putteth his trust in the Lord, shall be safe. They that trust in the Lord shall be as Mount Zion which cannot be removed, but abideth for ever. Trust ye in the Lord forever, for in the Lord Jehovah is everlasting strength. The Lord is good, a stronghold in the day of trouble, and He knoweth them that trust in Him. Wait on the Lord, be of good cour age, and He shall strengthen thy heart." Such are the precious counsels and assurances with which the Word of God abounds. And surely on these the soul may rest, in all its fears, in all its straits. Here only is there a place of safety. Resting here as on solid rock, may all who are consciously on the Lord's side, go forth to every work of usefulness and duty, in the sunshine or the storm, and be found ever where the angel of the Lord will encamp round about them. WANTED-SUNBEAMS FOR HOME NURSERIES. light and life. Two by two, the disciples of the meek and lowly One, upon whose cross in mockery was placed the inscription, "Jesus of Nazareth, king of the Jews," went forth to scatter the seeds of divine truth or to gather in its ripened harvests among the nations. The adversary and his emisaries have sought to uproot it, to supplant it, to blight it and destroy it, still widen the cultivated places, still expands the harvest, still do the laborers multiply, and sweeter, fuller, grander, age by age, grows the response to the Psalmist's words, "From the rising of the sun to the going down of the same, let the Lord's name be praised." Still is heard the demand for laborers. one need, no one dare say, there is nothing to do. There is work for every one: pioneer work, or the work of sustaining pioneers as they unfurl the banner of the cross over the waste places of the earth, and under its protecting No folds labor for the advancement of Christ's kingdom. In every country known to us, not laborers wanted, needed. In every one are excluding our own distracted one, are earnest the sinful, the degraded, the oppressed, the poor whom Jesus came from heaven to eniighten and save. For the disenthrallment, enlightenment and salvation of these multitudes, let voices plead, let pens petition, let hearts pray, and hands labor. Thus working together in harmony, each according to his ability and in his own sphere, we may hasten on the blessed day when heavenly voices shall proclaim, "The kingdoms of this world are become the kingdoms of our Lord and of his Christ: and he shall reign forever and ever." * * * It is well for us sometimes to leave our toil and care behind us in the vale, to climb the THE two nurseries at the Home, full of little children, would often be full of sunbeams if a few of the cast-off playthings of the children of better fortune were oftener distributed among them. Boxes of blocks, rubber dolls-anything not breakable-mountain-tops of promise, and take in a comtends to beguile the loneliness of the prehensive view of the landscape we are helpmotherless, and bring smiles for tears. ing to improve and beautify by our labors. And better yet is it, to catch, as did Christian Shall they not have them? The little ones and Hopeful, and as we sometimes may through have been generously remembered in this God's grace, glimpses, though but faint ones, from these Delectable mountains, of the gates regard, heretofore, but playthings wear out of the Celestial City, into which the faithful among so many, and while food costs so reapers shall at last be summoned to receive much, economy surely prompts to the use of their wages, having gathered fruit unto life second-hand for new, in the line of play. eternal. things. The good children who love to make others happy will not forget the nurseries on Thanksgiving. If any of them bring a parcel from their old stores, they can hand it to our good matron, Mrs. Squires, and she will take their names and tell them what to do with it. LABORERS WANTED. THE harvest was plenteous, but the laborers few, in the Saviour's time, and he bade his disciples therefore pray the Lord of the harvest to send forth more laborers into it. He did so and their number has increased from that time to this. Century after century has witnessed the fulfilment of the prophecy in regard to the prosperity of Zion: "The wilderness and the solitary place shall be glad for them, and the desert shall rejoice and blossom as the rose; it shall blossom abundantly and rejoice even with joy and singing." Such has been the history of those moral wastes where Bible truth has superseded heathen traditions, and lifted men from degradation and darkness into A WORD TO THE WISE. Н. Е. О. A FRIEND sends the following extract to fill a niche. It contains suggestions worthy to be made sufficiently prominent to attract the attention of parents and daughters whom it may concern, the world over. "HASTY MARRIAGE.-There is no city, there is scarcely a township, which does not number among its inhabitants women who have married on a very short acquaintance, only to be abused, deserted, and left a life-long sorrow in the families in which they were reared, and which they imprudently and improperly deserted to share the fortunes of comparative strangers. If young ladies would only realize how grossly indelicate, as well as culpably reckless such marriages appear to the eyes of the observing, they would surely forbear. A year's thorough acquaintance, with the most circumstantial accounts from disinterested and reliable witnesses, of the antecedents from childhood, are the very least guarantees which any woman who realizes what marriage is, will require of a stranger. Even then, if her parents are not fully satisfied, as well as herself, she should still hesitate. Marriage is an undertaking in which no delay can be so hazardous as undue precipitation." Could the sad examples that often come to the knowledge of the Home laborers, where the sacred obligations of the marriage relation have been thoughtlessly assumed on brief acquaintance, be seen as they are, by any tempted to fall into the same snare, the lesson would be effective. Moral wrecks would be far less frequent, were the victims duly warned of danger, and willing to seek and be guided "The prudent man forby parental counsel. seeth the evil, and hideth himself." INCIDENTS OF A DAY OF HOME WORK. BY ONE OF A SCHOOL COMMITTEE. Society work, brought in by one of our teachOCT. 18th. At 8 A. M., sundry items of ers, were attended to, arrangements being made for visiting and aiding the parties concerned.. Received a note of introduction, brought by a lady from Berlin, Prussia, from a well-known Home patron, and gave to the bearer and her suit the requisite attention. Took leave of a friend who, with her little son, had been spending several days with us, meriting, as we thought, special hospitality; herself and husband having once taken to western homes sixty of our Home children, and afterward collected and forwarded, as a gift to the Institution, one thousand bushels of corn. Went to 32 E. 30th St. and arranged for a young girl who had been specially exposed to moral danger, to go to a Christian home in New England, where we had learned that the influences were all good and safe. Returning, found four Society cases in waiting; one, an aged, destitute and worthy woman, from a distant part of the city, seeking aid to meet special emergencies; another, a former Home Industrial school girl, wanting employment and protection, grateful that she had learned to read and write in school No. 1, so that, now she was grown, she could do well. Another was a former Home child, who had attained her majority, but wanted and received such counsel as we could give. Another, was a sister of a soldier's family who were sick and suffering, and must be visited. Ere these were all disposed of, a message was received from a faithful Bible-reader in our district, to this effect: "An appointment is made for us to meet at 3 P. M. at the residence of a soldier in 35th St., No. Be sure and be there at the hour." The request was responded to promptly and the following reference to the case noted afterward by pencil. "As we entered the low basement, marked alike by poverty and neatness, our eye rested at once upon a stricken family group, all in all to each other, but soon to part forever. The mother was ill, past hope of recovery, ready, through grace, for the last great change—calm, patient, trustful. The father sat beside her in soldier's uniform-absent from his regiment for a few days on furlough, that he might see her once more, and make arrangements for the protection of his children, two attractive little girls of three and nine years of age. In conversing with the father, he seemed intelligent and truly patriotic. He had repeatedly passed through the leaden fires of battle, meeting with hair-breadth escapes, and said he must be soon again at his post, there to 'stand, to live, or die."" It was hard to leave his family as now situated, but he saw no other path of duty. The question of some safe arrangement for his children, he said, had cost him a struggle. He had no friend to whom he could entrust them, the pittance he might be able to pay for their support would not place them under proper training and guardianship, when they should lose their best friend. He might not return to them when the war was ended, or be able if he should do so to secure them a safe home. He inquired whether he could now commit them legally to the A. F. G. Society and have them remain with their mother while she lived. Being informed that his wishes could be fully met, he conferred again with the mother, and both expressed their gratitude that such provision was offered, and the usual document was duly signed and witnessed. As we departed from this sorrowing household we thought, such are some of the sorrows born of war. The yearnings of affection must be hushed, the kind husband may not stay to minister to the comfort of the devoted and dying companion of his youth! May the day be hastened when these stern necessities shall no more press to human lips this cup of bitter ness. The next day we met the father at the Home. As he passed through its dormitories, dining and school-rooms and noticed the bright faces of many of its gathered flock-he seemed comforted that such a place was ready to receive his dear children when Providence should call both father and mother to forsake them. The foregoing incidents simply illustrate many similar unwritten "records of a day" occurring in the daily experience of those who have labored long in this field. Friends abroad who prepare clothing etc. for the needy-do much to lighten the burdens of those here, whose work must ever be thus united with theirs in order to accomplish the desired results. EXTRACTS FROM VISITOR'S REPORT. A MOTHER called to see if we could find a place in the country for her boy, her only child, ten years old. We asked what kind of a place she would like for him. Beggars should not be choosers," she replied, "but I should of course be glad to have him taken into a family where he would be brought up as an own child would be." The boy is gentle and pleasing in his manner, with fair hair and complexion, and regular features. We asked if his father was living, and to our surprise, were answered in the affirmative. He was separated from his wife in court four years ago, and is now living with another woman; is intemperate, &c., &c. The mother has to go out to work almost daily, leaving her boy wholly uncared for until evening, and she fears with much reason that he will get into bad company, and be ruined, unless sent away from the city. Mrs. called to make her last payment toward a sewing-machine, to get which money was advanced to her. She has worked nobly to sustain herself and children since her soldier husband died last winter; says she does not owe anybody a penny. She has been unfortunate in one respect. The house in which she has a room caught fire in the upper story, and all articles were removed from the house, hers among the rest. In the confusion incident to the occasion, all her bed-clothes, except one sheet and one bed-quilt, were stolen. "And what I shall do, now the cold weather is coming on, I don't know, for I can't afford to buy any," she said. We congratulated her on the fail in the price of things. "Yes, that's well; but if things cost less, work is getting more scarce at the same time. I've not been able to get any for two weeks. have the promise of some gray flannel shirts, next week, at fifty cents a dozen, and I can't make more than seventy-five cents on them, try as hard as I can; I've had them before. On army blouses I could sometimes make $1.25 or $1.50 a day, but they don't give out any more of them now." Visited Mrs. not without some fear and trembling, for she is intemperate, and otherwise not above reproach among her neighbors. But our reception was kind, and she promised that her ragged child, who may often be seen begging on the street under an assumed name, should attend one of the Home Industrial Schools. She kept her word for a few days; then the child was absent. We went to learn the reason why. Meeting the child on our way to her home, we asked if the mother was in her room. The answer was in the negative, but we still went on, having been informed that the child was instructed by her unprincipled mother to say that she was not at home when there was objectionable company within. I Knocking at the door, a dog commenced barking furiously, but judging it to be the voice of only a puppy, we pushed open the door and inquired of two degraded specimens of humanity if Mrs. was at home. As they, too, said she was not, we retreated. Inquiring among the neighbors, they said she was lying drunk in her bed-room, and that her little girl had been sent out with the gin-bottle more than once that day. Then we remembered that when we talked with the child on the street, we thought her breath smelt of liquor. Oh! it is dreadful to see children thus led and kept in the broad way that leads to death, by their own parents. This little girl is bright and active, quick to learn and prompt to execute anything given her to do, and will do much good or evil in the world. If we can, we will win her to the side of right. Called on Mrs. H., whose husband died in Angust, leaving her with three children under eight years of age, to maintain, and she in delicate health. Her husband used to keep a liquor-store, but after his death she sold everything at a sacrifice in accordance with a Biblereader's advice, and now strives to maintain herself by taking in sewing; says she has sometimes not known where her next meal was coming from, yet she has never been left to go hungry. Old Mrs.- who lives with an intemperate daughter, and has also the child of another daughter staying with her, was asked if she would not give up her child to the care of the Home. "Oh, no!" was the reply, "she's so much company for me." The reason why that inquiry was made of her, was that the mother of that grandchild keeps a brothel, of which her eldest daughter, scarcely in her teens, and her niece, are inmates. The pet of the fond grandmother will probably follow in their footsteps, if the latter cannot be roused to see her danger before it is too late. The case will be watched and the child saved if possible. "Not if I have to beg my bread from door to door, will I part with those children. My daughter said to me on her death-bed, 'Mother, I leave nothing behind me for you but trouble in regard to my children.' When I cannot possibly provide for them, I may think of putting them away from me, not before." So said another grandmother visited, who is over sixty years of age, and has four orphan grandchildren to provide for by the labor of her hands. Three or four days in the week she goes out washing to earn what she can. Had she not an intemperate middle-aged son and daughter also living with her, she would receive much sympathy and aid. But few people think it wise to furnish the latter to families in which there are members who would spend it in the indulgence of the appetite for drink, sooner than for food, clothing or fuel. Mrs. R. has five children; the eldest recently ran away and enlisted, and the husband also talks of joining the army; such hard work does he find it to get along at home. Judging from the rags and dirt in their rooms, we should think camp-life would be preferable to home-life. Offered to try to get a place for their daughter, twelve years old, a good-natured, healthy-looking girl, and much exposed to evil influences. Visited Mrs. B., whose husband died a year ago, leaving her with three dear little girls to care for. Anxiety and care have broken her down, but she could not think of placing her children away from her yet, they were her only earthly comfort. "What do you pray for every day?" she asked one of her little girls. God would send a guardian angel down to keep us." We asked if they knew the Lord's prayer. "O, yes, ma'am, but sissy here is not content to stop when she comes to that part "That |