"Brightest and best of the sons of the morning,

Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid! Star of the east, the horizon adorning,

Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid."

Bertram sang

"I'm a little pilgrim,

And a stranger here;

But my home in heaven
Cometh ever near."

Chorus of all

"Jesus loves our pilgrim band, He will lead us by the hand; Lead us to the better land,

To our home on high."

Arthur said—

"When marshalled on the nightly plain,

The glittering host bestud the sky;
One star alone of all the train

Can fix the sinner's wandering eye.

"It was my guide, my light, my all,
It bade my dark forebodings cease;
And, through the storm and danger's thrall,
It led me to the port of peace.

"Now safely moored, my perils o'er,

I'll sing first in night's diadem

For ever and for evermore,

;

The star, the star of Bethlehem."

Nelly sang

"Who through heaven is guiding,
Stars by thousands gliding,
Thousand paths providing;
He nameth and claimeth,
Both thee and me."

Muriel repeated—

"Say, shall ye yield him in costly devotion,
Odours of Edom and offerings divine;

Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean,
Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine?"

Evelyn sang

“All I am I give to Jesus!

All my body, all my soul;

All I have, and all I hope for,
While eternal ages roll."

Chorus sung by all

"There is no name so sweet on earth,
No name so sweet in heaven;
The name before His wondrous birth,
To Christ the Saviour given.
We love to sing around our king,

And hail Him blessèd Jesus ;
For there's no word ear ever heard,
So dear, so sweet as Jesus."

"My dear children, I am delighted," said Grannie, “your young voices are so sweet, and your hymns so lovely, you have quite given me a Sabbath treat. I shall want you to make me another service of song for next Sunday evening."

"Grannie shall choose our subject," said little Evelyn, as all the children, charmed to have given pleasure, came for a kiss from their dear old grandmother. Grannie thought for a minute, and then said, "The Shepherd seeking the lost sheep."

GENEALOGICAL TREES.

HAT shall we do to-day, Aunt Myra?" said Muriel, as the children sat down, and a sheet of paper and a pencil was given to each.

"We will make genealogical trees," replied her aunt; "you shall do one with me, and then you can try to make some alone. We will begin with Adam, I will draw a small circle, and write his name in it; now, Robin shall draw three stems rising out of it, and I will draw, on each, a circle, like a small plate, for their names."

Cain, Abel, and Seth," said Muriel.

Each branch of this tree will mean a child, so, from these branches, we must make smaller ones for as many children as came from each son of Adam."

"Poor Abel has none, because Cain killed him,” said Robin.

"Cain seems to have had only one son, Enoch," said Nelly, who was looking at the beginning of her Bible.

"Yes, and now you may make a branch with a little plate for his son, Irad, and so on, till you come to Lamech; now, look carefully and see how many children he had."

"Four," said Evelyn, "may I make the four branches, each with a little plate for the name?" "Yes, and when our tree is finished, these little plates will look like fruit."

"Oh, then, let me shade one side a little, and that will make them look like apples," said Arthur.

"Are not children really called fruit somewhere in the Bible," said Muriel.

"Yes, you will find it in Psalm xcii. 14," said Aunt Myra.

"But now we will take up the line of Seth, and as the names of many of his descendants are not given us, you may draw as many branches as you like, and divide them again into little ones; but we can put a name upon one only, that is Enos."

"But when we come to Noah, we can draw three apples; and, oh! if you look on to Gen. x., you will find such a quantity of branches to each," said Muriel.