'I am so much obliged, sir,' said Fifee; for Percy was counting over his money for the prints, and did not seem capable of speaking. 'And what will Miss Fifee say, when I ask her if she will oblige my sister by teaching her little daughter German and the guitar ?' Percy sprang to his feet.

'O, sir, I thank you over and over again! Mamma said her touch was wonderful, and Signor Perote has given her lessons since mamma died, because he loved to hear her sing.'

Fifee's great eyes were full of tears, but she bent over the baby and whispered

'Poor Little Twice Two! you shall have shoes and stockings, like other babies, after all.'

And then Mr. Darmstadt went away, and the father came in, cross, drunken, and noisy. But, somehow, the children did not mind it; and they were so glad they did not, for he died of a fever just after, worn out with vice. The artist and the two old ladies came with Mr. Darmstadt to the funeral, and when Percy went to pay the bills, somebody had done it for him.

Yesterday I saw two little children, neatly dressed, running to school, and as they nodded to me, I said to a friend

'Those children were brought up by a girl of fourteen, and I cannot tell you where to find any who will surpass them in politeness or scholarship. Their mother-sister, or sister-mother, is the young lady who sang so well at the reception last week, and the brother is head book-keeper in -'s!

'I must speak to them,' said my friend.

'What is your name, little boy?'

'Louis Darmstadt Reomotti.' And then I knew that the grand name was given him for their friend's honoured father, and my dear little Twice Two trudged on to school with his sister Mary.American Homes.

KING AQUAS TOWN, ON THE CAMEROONS

RIVER, WEST AFRICA.

THE Cameroons river flows into the bay of Biafra, the eastern subordinate bay which forms part of the Gulf of Guinea. Fernando Po, of which Primitive Methodists now hear so much, lies in the Bay of Biafra, opposite the mouth of the Cameroons river. The view we give of the banks of this river shows the richest tropical vegetation. But because the inhabitants of this country are not brought under the

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saving power of the Gospel, they have not subdued their rich soil so as to divest it of those deadly conditions which have made Western Africa proverbial as the grave of the white man. But the deadly character of the climate is due not exclusively to the neglect of the natives; its virulence has been increased by the intemperate habits of Europeans. In that hot climate British sailors will have their convivial meetings at night, and will often afterwards slip out of doors, exposed to the pestilent miasma floating around them; and they will do this, although they are told that it is a certain thing that some of them will next day be dead in consequence. In such cases the climate is only the secondary, licentiousness is the primary cause of death. These sailors, and others who act thus imprudently, do not mean to kill themselves, but being the slaves of sinful passions, they cannot deny themselves a present gratification so as to avert a future, yet immediate, evil. Oh! what a happy world this will be when men generally will be found acting with common-sense, and in accordance with the principles of the Gospel. We purpose increasing our missionary staff at Fernando Po; and missionaries also are needed on the Cameroons river. It is said that there are there fifty-nine communities of Africans speaking eight or nine different languages. Each community has its king or chief, who sometimes exerts a despostic power among the few hundreds or thousands over whom he reigns. A missionary reports that after certain missionaries visited these tribes, and had become a little known at the towns near the sea, as they journeyed up the river the people came to see them, and of their own accord exclaimed, 'These are God's men.' Yes, here was the cry that was raised at Philippi, but from a different motive, "These men are the servants of the most high God, which show unto us the way of salvation." The population of Africa is, to some extent, a matter of conjecture. Some compute it at sixty millions. Now, if we were to send into Africa 1,000 missionaries, that would only be one missionary to 60,000 people. Children can easily see that we are doing very little compared to what is needed to be done in this part of the world. Well, what must be done? Why, we must sing missionary hymns, pray missionary prayers, collect missionary money, get up enthusiastic missionary meetings, then God, even our God, will bless us and cause his face to shine upon us, that his way may be known upon earth and his salvation among all nations; then shall the people praise him, and the nations shall be glad and sing for oy.

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MISSION STATION, STEWART TOWN, JAMAICA. SOME with whom we are intimately acquainted, and who were born and brought up in Primitive Methodism, have resided for a considerable time in Jamaica. But we have no "Society" in that island. Christian missionaries, however, of other denominations have long laboured there with great success. What they have endured in the struggle for the emancipation of the slaves in that part of the British dominions, will never be fully known in this world. That struggle is now over, and delightful tranquility prevails. The engraving we give this month of the Mission Station, Stewart Town, Jamaica, is the very picture of peaceful quietude. The "Missionary News" informs us that this "mission" was commenced at the time when there were seven thousand slaves in the parish. The Falmouth Missionaries began it as an out station, and succeeded in the erection of these mission premises, to which the poor blacks crowded for instruction. Here adult schools and numerous Bible classes were formed, so that the station has become a home of Christian sympathy and power. New branches were formed in the neighbourhood, and hundreds, if not thousands of conversions to God occurred. The zeal of the people was alike ardent and intelligent. They became elevated socially and spiritually, and often appeared unable to find words to express their gratitude. One good man said, "It's no use, Lord; we don't know how to thank Thee." We have more than once expressed a desire that our Sunday-school teachers should meet once a week to study the Bible lessons, published in the "Teacher's Assistant" for the next ensuing Sabbath day. Some have been influenced by this advice, and do thus meet, but in a great many places they do not do So. Is it not a probable thing that these converted negroes will outstrip them in their knowledge of the Word of God. The above quotation informs us that numerous Bible classes have been formed among these negroes. Conducted by intelligent missionaries, there is every reason to expect that these classes will make steady progress in the knowledge of the Scriptures. They know very well that knowledge of this kind will not come to them like ill weeds in a garden; it can only be gained by steady, persevering labour. We fear many of our Sunday-school teachers do not like labour of this kind-they will consequently never excel as teachers. Now, many of you, children, might purchase the "Teacher's Assistant" monthly—it is