endeavoured to serve you to procure you a situation with Farmer Joyce?"

"I have had it, and lost it," replied Mark abruptly.

“Indeed, I am sorry to hear that. I trust that no fault has occasioned your removal."

"I stole his fruit," said Mark, determined at least to hide nothing from his benefactor; "he turned me off, and he called me a hypocrite. I am bad enough," continued the boy, in an agitated tone; "no one but myself knows how bad; but I am not a hypocrite, I am not !” "God forbid !" said Mr. Ewart; "but how did all this happen?"

"I was thirsty, it tempted me, and I took it. I broke all my resolutions, and now he has cast me off, and you will cast me off, and the pure holy God, He will cast me off too! I shall never be worthy of Heaven!"

"Did you think that you could ever be worthy of Heaven?" said the clergyman, and paused for a reply. Then receiving none from Mark, he continued-" Not you, nor I, nor the holiest man that ever lived, One excepted, who was not only man, but God, was ever worthy of the kingdom of heaven."

Mark looked at him in silent surprise.

"We are all sinners, Mark; all polluted with guilt. Not one day passes in which our actions, our words, or our thoughts, would not make us lose all title to eternal life. The Bible says, 'There is not one that doeth good, no, not one.' Every living soul is included under sin."

"How can this be?" said Mark, who had looked upon the speaker as the speaker as one above all

temptation or stain.

"Since Adam, our first parent, sinned and fell, all his children have been born into the world with a nature tainted and full of wickedness. Even as every object lifted up from the earth, if unsupported, will fall to the ground, so we, without God's grace, naturally fall into sin."

"Then can no one go to Heaven?" said Mark.

"Blessed be God, mercy has found a means by which even sinners can be saved! Sin is the burden which weighs us to the dust, which prevents us from rising to glory. The Lord Jesus came from heaven that he might free us from sin, take our burden from us, and bear it

Himself; and so we have hope of salvation through Him.”

"I wish that I understood this better," said Mark.

"I will tell you what happened to a friend of my own, which may help you to understand our position towards God, and the reason of the hope that is in us. I went some years ago with a wealthy nobleman to visit a prison at some distance. Many improvements have been made in prisons since then, at that time they were indeed most fearful abodes. In one damp dark cell, small and confined, where light scarcely struggled in through the narrow grating to show the horrors of the place, where the moisture trickled down the green stained walls, and the air felt heavy and unwholesome; in this miserable den we found an unhappy prisoner, who had been confined there for many weary years. He had been placed there for a debt which he was unable to pay, and he had no prospect of ever getting free. Can you see in this man's case no likeness to your own? Look on sin as a debt, a heavy debt, that you owe: do you not feel that you have no power to pay it?"

"None," replied Mark gloomily; "none." "I had the will to help the poor man," continued Mr. Ewart, "but Providence had not afforded me the means. I had no more ability to set him free from prison, than I have to rid you of the burden of your sin."

"But the wealthy nobleman," suggested

Mark.

"He had both power and will. He paid the debt at once, and the prisoner was released. Never shall I forget the poor man's cry of delight, as the heavy iron-studded door was thrown open for his passage, and he bounded into the bright sunshine again!"

"And what became of him afterwards?" asked the boy.

"He entered the service of his generous benefactor, and became the most faithful, the most attached of servants. He remained in

that place till he died; he seemed to think that he could never do enough for him who had restored him to freedom."

"Where is the friend to pay my debt," sighed Mark.

"It has been paid already," said the clergyman.

"Paid! Oh, when, and by whom?"

'It was paid when the Saviour died upon the cross-it was paid by the eternal Son of God! He entered for us the prison of this world, He paid our debt with His own precious blood, He opened the gates of eternal life; through His merits, for His sake, we are pardoned and saved, if we have faith, true faith, in that Saviour!"

"This is wonderful!" said Mark, thoughtfully, as though he could yet scarcely grasp the idea. “And this faith must produce a holy life; but here is the place where I went wrong,-I thought men were saved because they were holy!"

They are holy because they are saved! Here was indeed your mistake, my friend. The poor debtor was not set free because he had served his benefactor, but he served him because he was set free! A tree does not live because it has fruit, however abundant that fruit may be, but it produces fruit because it has life, and good actions are the fruit of our faith?"

But are we safe whether we be holy or not?"