Praise ye the Lord!

"Ye are bought with a price; BE NOT YE THE SERVANTS OF MEN.

what is He saying to you? "Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.

Praise ye the holy ones, Happy restoring ones, God's, the home-leaders, praise ye!

When the basket was ready, and Aunt Judy regaled with a nice cup of tea, one of the boys volunteered to carry it home for her, a proposal which was readily assented to by Mrs. Ford, whose heart was gladdened by every act of kindness to the poor and needy performed by her children, and who had early taught them that in such deeds they obeyed the injunction of our Saviour: "Bear ye one another's burdens." CHAPTER II.

Comfort ye my people.

But Areadius, caring little for her despair or for what she might decide after more reflection, returned in haste to the two kings, and said, 'Finish ye your work, for the queen, favoring your plans, willeth that ye accomplish them.'

Cony-skins, Cony-skins, have ye any Cony-skins, I have fine bracelets, and fine silver pins.

Then said he to them privily: Bless ye God of heaven and before all living people knowledge ye him, for he hath done to you his mercy.

What thinke ye to be the cause of these shelves and flattes that stop up Sandwiche haven?'

Dare yedare ye such a thing indeed?

(1) In the first place, Christ said that the righteousness of His disciples must exceed that of publicans and heathen: "If ye love them that love you, what reward have ye?

Pomaré and eight hundred men landed from Moorea, and with the missionaries began a song service on the beach, and "Come, let us join our friends above," and "Blow ye the trumpets, blow!"

Ring ye the bels, ye yong men of the towne, And leave your wonted labors for this day: This day is holy; doe ye write it downe, That ye for ever it remember may.

Have ye any old Cloaks to sell, have ye any old Cloaks to sell?

Ha'e ye a match?

Then be ye glad, good people, This night of all the year, And light ye up your candles, For his star it shineth clear.

Sir Tristram said, "What captives have ye in this place?"

How have ye us'd my Nan? come, tell me, how. PHIL.

She won't get up to feed her swine, And do ye ken Nancy Dawson, honey?

Give me thy hand, Mall: I will never leave, Till I have made your mothers friends again, And purchas'd to ye both your hearts' delight, And for this same one bad many a good night.

Thus all the elements which ye Destruction, Sin, or briefly, Evil, name, As my peculiar element I claim.

can ye no draw in your chair and sit down?

Have ye no ears?

Have ye any Ends of Gold, or Silver? 2 B. This Fellow comes to mock us; Gold or Silver?