mothers now dwell in the unseen world; while the one is represented on
earth by a most loathsome specimen of humanity, the other by a pure and
elevated spirit, that needs only to pass the gate of death to become a
seraph.

Mothers, I need not say a word to impress the lessons suggested by this
contrast. They lie upon the surface, and your own hearts will readily
take them up. May God save you from looking upon ruined children, and
being obliged to feel that you have been their destroyers! May God
permit you to look upon children, whom your faithfulness has, through
grace, nurtured not only into useful members of human society, but into
heirs of an endless glorious life!

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Original.

REMINISCENCES OF THE LATE REV. THOMAS H. GALLAUDET.

BY MRS. G. M. SYKES.


There is a little legend of the Queen of Sheba and wise King Solomon,
which is fragrant with pleasant meaning. She had heard his wonderful
fame in her distant country, and had come "with a very great company,
and camels that bare spices, and gold in abundance, and precious
stones;" this imposing caravan had wound its way over the deserts, and
the royal pilgrim had endured the heat and weariness of the way, that
she "might prove the king with hard questions, at Jerusalem." This we