such papers as I have begun to write something on to be printed; and when I see a paper on which I have begun to write for children, I say to myself, "See there! I have not written a word for children for a long time. Perhaps, if I should write, there is some little boy or some little girl, it may be far away among the mountains, or on the smooth prairie of the West, or in the crowded city,-some bright little child,who would read what I should write, and thus I might speak to him though far away, and though I shall never see him! And perhaps what I shall say would be read and thought of when I am dead and gone, and thus I may be doing good for a long time to come!" And then I shut the drawer and feel sorry that I have done no more for my little readers, and say to myself, "I will do more hereafter!" And I pray that I may not only do so, but that I may so write that I shall meet many of my little friends in heaven, and with them praise the Saviour for ever and ever! Amen.

"No man hath seen God at any time."-JOHN i. 18.

CHILDREN have heard a great deal said about God. Our forefathers, a great while ago, used to call Him "the Good." We shorten the word a little, and call Him GOD; but it means the same thing,-good. And they gave Him that name because He is so good to men. But I am going to ask these children a question. How do you know there is a God? Have you

ever seen Him? No; for "no man hath seen God at any time."

Are we sure there are things in the world

which we never saw? Yes, a great many. You never saw Paris, or London; and yet you know there are such places. How do you know? You know because others have been there and seen them.

Now, suppose nobody had ever seen those cities, could you know there were such cities ? No. How, then, do you know there is a God? Is it because the men who wrote the Bible say there is a God? But how did they know? They never saw God. Can we believe there is anything which nobody ever saw? Yes, a great many things.

Go to the window some cold day. Do you see the trees rocking, and the limbs swinging and bending, and the leaves all flying about? What makes them do so? Can any of you tell? Yes, you all know, it is the wind, blowing the trees. But can you see the wind? No, but everybody knows there is such a thing as the wind, though we cannot see it.

Did you ever feel sick, so as to take medicine, and feel in great pain? Yes; I suppose you all have. But which of these children ever saw the

pain? Did you hear it? No. Did you smell it? No. Yet you know there is such a thing as pain, though we cannot see it.

You all know there is such a thing as hunger. How do you know? You never saw it, nor heard it, nor smelt it; but you felt it.

Suppose I should now say there is no such thing in the world as love. Would it be true? No. But why not? You never saw love. No, but you love your parents, and know by your feelings that there is such a thing as love, though you never saw it.

Suppose one of these children should have both of his eyes put out, and be a blind little boy. He could still think. He could sit down and think how his home looked, how his father and mother looked. Suppose he should then lose his hearing so as to be deaf. He could still think how the voice of his father and mother used to sound, when they spoke pleasantly to him. Suppose he were then to lose his taste, so that he could not know sweet things from sour. He could then sit down and think how food and fruit used to taste, and how he used to like them. Suppose, next, he were to lose his feeling, so as to be numb and cold. He could then think how things used to feel; how an orange felt round, and a book felt flat.

Yes, and if he were to lose eyes, and ears, and taste, and feeling, and smelling, all at once, he could still tell us how things used to be. The sun used to look bright and round, and so did the moon; the rose and the pink used to smell sweetly, the flute to sound pleasantly, the honey to taste sweet, and the ice to feel cold. He could think all about these things.

Now, what is it that thinks? It is the soul,the soul within you. How do you know that a watch-case has any watch in it? Because you hear it tick, and see the pointers move. And just so you know your body has a soul in it, because it thinks, and moves your hand, and your eye, just as the watch within the case moves the pointers. But nobody ever saw the soul. And yet we know we have a soul, because we see it do things. When you feel happy, the soul makes the face laugh; when the soul feels bad, it shows itself through the face, and, perhaps, makes the face cry. When you feel wicked, it makes you cross, and you speak wicked words, and disobey your parents, and disobey God.

Now, it is in just such ways we know there is a God. Just attend to what I am going to say, and see if I do not make it plain, and prove it to you, that there is a God, because we see that He does things.

You see this house of prayer. You see it is full of things which were planned out, and everything in it planned for some use. Now, look. This pulpit with its stairs, and window, and seat -for what are they designed? Why, the window is to let the light in, the seat for the preacher to sit down, and the stairs so that he can get into it; and this place where I stand, that he may stand up so high as to be seen by all in the house. Those seats or pews were made for you