and that he has seen it; so they can look up to him, and be sure that whatever others think about them, he knows they have done right. FANCY yourself a Jew boy, living about 3000, years ago, in good King David's time. Your father takes you to the temple at the hour of morning sacrifice. Many others are walking slowly the same way, and you go in with them through the temple gates. As soon as you are inside you see a number of priests in their dresses, and while you are looking at them and the people you see a pretty lamb running after the priest, and bleating innocently as it follows him. Going to the north side of the altar, the priest stops, and having killed the lamb, dips a piece of hyssop or moss into the blood, and sprinkles it over the brazen altar. After this the priest takes the skin from off the lamb, cuts it open, washes it clean, sprinkles salt over it, and puts it on the altar. The altar is hollow, and has a brazen grate on the top, and a fire is kept burning inside. By the side of the lamb the priest places a kind of cake, made of flour and oil mixed together, and then pours some wine over it. The fire blazes away and burns it all, while a cloud or smoke ascends; and to take away the smell which flesh makes when consumed, they burn sweetsmelling spices. In the evening you go again, and see the priest do just the same with another lamb. Next day your father says, I am going to offer up a sacrifice, and you can go with me. You go down to the sheepfold with him, and when the sheep and lambs come running towards you-for they are not timid, because they are always treated kindly-he chooses one beautiful white lamb, and looks carefully all over it to see there is no blemish. The little thing runs after you, and if it stops you call it and it comes on again. If it is a very frisky lamb, you lead it by something round its neck. You are soon at the temple, and your father takes it to the east end of the temple court, and a priest, one of Aaron's family, comes. Your father puts his hand on the head of the lamb, and says something like thisO God, I have sinned, I have trespassed before thee; I have forgotten to obey thee very often. Lo, now I repent, and am truly sorry; let this victim be my expiation (that means, suffer instead of me). The priest takes the lamb to the north side of the altar, kills it, sprinkles its blood round about, skins and washes it, and burns it on the altar. Father, you say, as you are walking away, do the priests kill a lamb every morning and evening? Yes, my boy, they do, and on the sabbath they kill two, and on feast days more still. They kill and offer for the nation 1100 lambs, 132 bullocks, 72 rams, 21 kids, and 2 goats every year, besides those the people take to them to be sacrificed, as I did this morning. Why did you not take a bullock, father? Because I am not rich enough to buy one, and you know I have not got any. What do those offer who have not got any sheep? If they cannot buy them, they take two pigeons or doves. And what good does it do, father? You know God has given us a great many commandments to keep. Well, now I feel that I do not always obey, and my mind or conscience tells me I do wrong. But God has said that if we bring a sacrifice, and confess our sins before him, he will forgive our sin and accept our sacrifice, and I believe this. The priest makes an atonement for my sin, and sprinkles the blood on the altar, and God in his mercy forgives me. No, you say, I am Do you love Jesus Perhaps you only But you are not a Jew boy. a Christian boy. Are you? Christ, and do all he tells you? mean that you are born in a Christian country. Do you feel that God's laws are very holy,—that you have often done wrong, that you have a heart that often leads you to think what is not right, and sometimes to do what God is angry with? Can you say, "God has told us that if we confess our sins and believe in Jesus Christ he will forgive our sins, and for Christ's sake make us holy and happy, I believe this-Christ has made an atonement by his death for my sins, and shed his blood on the cross for me." If you can say this, happy is the boy or girl that is in such a case, "A bleeding Saviour seen by faith, THE NORTH-AMERICAN INDIANS. IN North America there are immense forests which are inhabited by copper-coloured men, or Red Indians, as they are most frequently called. Brought up in the woods, hardy, active, and free, they never lose their love of a forest life. Their persons are tall and erect, and their appearance is manly and warlike, Their eyes are large, black, and piercing, and their hair is bright, coarse, dark, and long, The Indians are divided into several nations, which consist of many tribes who differ somewhat in the form of their dress as well as the materials of which it is made. "The most general mode amongst them is a strap of cloth or leather about a foot wide and five feet long, the ends of which are drawn inwards, and hang behind and before over a belt tied round the waist for that purpose; a close vest or shirt reaches to the belt; across their shoulders is thrown a kind of robe or blanket, which towards the northern climates is made of fur. They wear a sort of stocking called leggings or mocassins, made either of skins or cloth, and frequently adorned on the seams with ornamental work, and porcupine quills curiously coloured. Their shoes are made of the skin of the deer, elk, or buffalo, sometimes dressed, and at other times the hair is left on them. Feathers of the swan, eagle, and other birds, with the teeth, horns, and claws of different animals, form the ornaments of their heads, and their hair is generally besmeared with grease. They pay the greatest attention to painting themselves with various colours; the men particularly use vermilion and charcoal to make them look fierce and strike terror into their enemies. "Their houses deserve no better name than a |