My grandmother called, "Stand still; stay where you are, and I will send you help. Stay where you are, for heaven's sake; if you do but stir, you may be dashed to pieces." And the old lady ran in, and the next minute the labourer, who helped her in the farm, was seen coming round the house, bringing a long ladder; and he set this ladder against a ledge of the quarry, near to where we stood; and he climbed on the ladder, and lifted me down first, and then he helped my brother down, bidding us go on to the house; at the same time calling us naughty children, for giving so much pain to our grandmother and sisters. We walked on to the house, all dripping with wet, and plastered with mire; and when we got into the porch, we fell down on our knees before our grandmother, and begged pardon.

"It was all my fault, grandmother," said Edward, "don't be angry with Kitty; and I have got half-acrown and fourpence at home, and I will give it all to mend Kitty's frock and her bonnet." And the poor boy looked quite pitiful, all covered, as he was, with mire and blood.

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'My boy, may this be a lesson to you, and teach you to love the lowly way," replied our kind grandmother; "for what have you got in the lofty way, but pain, and sorrow, and shame. Had you had a call of duty to that way, no one could have blamed you; for wherever duty calls, there is honour and safety and let this be a lesson to you through life, my children," she added, looking at both of us; "be content with the lowly way, and be quite sure that God is your guide when you quit it for a more lofty path."

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Our kind parent then had us into the kitchen, and having washed our faces and our feet, she put us to bed, and there we remained till the next day, Alice and Emmy having gone home alone.

Our father then came for us, bringing our ordinary clothes; and my grandmother was so kind as to put a new breadth into my strawberry frock, and to make my bonnet as fresh as ever.

From that time, whenever any proud thoughts have come into my head, Edward has always said, Kitty, remember the Lofty Way."

THE FATHER'S EYE.

PREFACE.

THIS little story is an allegory, which almost every child may understand. Our earthly parents are the types or emblems of our heavenly One; for which reason we are taught to say, "Our Father, which art in heaven :" and if you will look to the Galatians, chap. iv. 26., you will understand that a kind and good mother is the type of the church which is above.

What love is there so great as that of a tender mother for a little baby? yet the holy Bible says, that the love of God for his children is greater than that of a mother for her baby; "Can a woman forget her sucking child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? yea, they may forget, yet will I not forget thee," Isaiah xlix. 15.

Children are safe when they are under the eye of a kind and wise father, but our earthly father can not watch us at all times. The eye of our heavenly Father is, however, always upon us, and in this consists our safety. The Bible says, "The eyes of the Lord are in every place, beholding the evil and the good," Prov. xv. 3.

Bad children like to get out of the reach of their earthly fathers' eye, and wicked people would be glad to get out of the sight of their heavenly Father; but it is a very great blessing to them that they can not so do; for although it is the root of their wickedness, to think their Creator their enemy, yet his watchful eye is ever over them for good, as will appear when the words of Timothy are fulfilled; "for this is good and acceptable in the sight of God our Saviour, who will have all men to be saved, and to come unto the knowledge of the truth; for there is one God, and one Mediator between God and men, the man Christ Jesus, who gave himself a ransom for all, to be testified in due time," 1 Tim. ii. 3-6.

WHEN We desire to teach little children any difficult truths, we are glad to make use of pictures and signs, by which to lead them to understand these truths. Before a little baby can speak or know the meaning of words, we shew him a rod when he is naughty, and he very well understands the sign; a rod in his young eyes

is the emblem of chastisement: and when he is good,, we give him an apple, or an orange, and this emblem is also understood by him.

Our duty to God is also taught us in childhood under types and emblems.

Our natural parents are the same to us, in our infancy, as God and our church are to the believer in after life; and hence the little child who is taught to love, honour, and obey his parents, to trust in them, and submit wholly to their wills, is as well prepared, as sinful man can be, for that state of dependence on his heavenly Father, in which all human wisdom doth consist. But these are hard words for little children, such as they do not much like; so I will put no more of them in my book, but will hasten to tell my story.

My name is Mary, and I was blessed in having the kindest and best of parents. I had one brother, a little older than myself, whose name was Robert; and I had a little sister, who was born when I was four years of age: we called her Sally, and sometimes little Sally; she was the gentlest baby I ever met with, and the darling of the whole house.

It was a pleasant place where my parents lived, far in the country, down narrow lanes, and over steep hills, where carriages seldom travelled, and where fine ladies were rarely seen, and where people never talked about the fashions, or read newspapers: but there were pleasant fields there, and cuckoos, and wood-pigeons, and cowslips, and buttercups, and shady walks cut through woods, and squirrels and owls in hollow trees, and flocks of sheep, and pretty cows feeding in quiet meadows; and our father's house, too, was very neat, and had a parlour with a nice carpet in it, and a study full of books, although the roof of the house was thatched, and the nursery window opened out upon the thatch. And our papa and

mamma had nothing to do but to teach us, and to lead us to our God; and we were so happy! surely no little children were ever so happy as we were.

We had no neighbours but a rich gentleman, who lived in a large red house, about a mile off; but we did not see his house from our windows, because there was a hill between, and a long wood with high trees, and at the bottom of the wood a very deep brook ; that brook was so deep that we could not get over it without crossing the wooden bridge in the bottom of the coppice, or going two miles round by the mill.

This gentleman had two children a little older than Robert. The eldest was Master Billy, and we thought him very grand, because he had a watch, and also a pony to ride on ; and the other was Miss Maria, and she was as great in our eyes as her brother, because she wore silk slips, and feathers in her hat. But we did not see much of William and Maria, because they went to boarding schools, and I feel quite sure that our papa and mamma were not sorry that we did not often meet these children.

Now I could tell you a great deal of the happy way in which we spent our time. When we had done our lessons, we had a number of pleasures, such as little children who live in towns can have no notion of. Robert made a collection of snail shells he would not have two exactly alike, and you cannot think what a number of different coloured snail shells he had; and I used to make little boxes of card for his shells, and Sally had all those which Robert did not value; then we had dried flowers and leaves, of such various shapes and so beautiful, and our papa gave us some old books to keep them in ;-then Sally and I had each a doll, and Robert used to make ships, and put sails to them, and give them names;—and in the summer how many happy schemes we had! As long as I live I shall remember those schemes; but as I

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