all. But yet, they may know something about the Jews-they may care for and love them.

A New Zealand Chief is now in England, who came over with Mr. Taylor, the missionary. He had heard that the descendants of the Jews, of whom we read in the Bible, were still to be found in the world. He inquired whether any of them lived in London, and was told that there were about 20,000. He was taken at his request to a Jewish synagogue, and afterwards asked whether any of the Jews believed in the Lord Jesus Christ.

When he heard that there were many who had received Jesus as their Messiah, and that some of them lived in Bethnal Green, he was very anxious to see them. So one day a lady, living in the house in which he was staying, who understood his language, went with him to Palestine Place. The New Zealander was delighted with all that he saw there. He went over the Schools and saw the children, and also over the Operative Institution, where the Jews are, who print and bind books. All these things pleased him much; and when he went to the house of the Missionary, he was asked whether he would come again, and talk a little to the Jews. He gladly promised to do this; and so Dr. Ewald invited him to come to meet his Bible class. A great number of the Jews came, so that the room was quite full.

The lady acted as the interpreter while the New Zealander addressed the Jews in a most beautiful and earnest manner.

He began to tell them what he had read in the Bible concerning their nation. Now he said they were cast off for a season; and God had thus cast them off in order that He might have mercy on the Gentiles. But he said that he knew that a time would come when God would restore them to His love, and bring them into the fold of Jesus. He then spoke of his great love to the Jewish people, because he knew that all the world owed so much to them. He knew that not only all the writers of the Bible, and all the Apostles were Jews, but that the Saviour Himself was a son of Abraham after the flesh. The Bible, he said, tells us of a time when the Jews shall be restored to their own land. Every one ought to pray that the time may soon come. He had been, he added, to see the Queen, and if he had only come to Palestine Place before he did this, he would have told Her Majesty that he hoped that she would do all that she could to get the Jews back to Palestine. All who heard the chief were deeply impressed with his words. He truly felt all that he said. He asked whether he might shake hands with some of the Jews, who were very glad to do this with one who so loved their nation. When he

returned home, he said to the lady of the house, "my body is here, but my heart is with the Jews."

What a lesson does the New Zealand Chief give to old and young! If he who knew so little of what God has said about them, (for he was brought up differently to Christians,) loved them so much; what ought they to do who have always had the Bible to be " a lamp " unto their feet, and "a light" unto their path!

THE LAST PRAYER.

SOME years ago there was a merry little girl who lived amongst the mountains in Wales. Child as she was, she listened attentively when her dear mamma read the Word of God. One day Mrs. H. had been reading about the crucifixion of Christ. The child said, "Oh, mamma, if I had been living then, I would have taken papa's two swords and killed the Jews; I hate them for killing Jesus." Soon after this occurred, Mrs. H. established a Sunday School in the place where they lived, for the benefit of their own work people. Her own little Eliza was the first fruit of her labours; she was really led by the Holy Spirit to love the Lord Jesus. She was soon called to be with her Saviour. On the very day she died, she went to her mamma, and said, "Mamma, did not our Lord love His enemies and pray for them?" Mrs. H. replied,

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Eliza." The little child said, “then I will do the same." She knelt down and offered up an earnest and touching prayer for these poor Jews whom she had once hated so much. It was the Spirit of the Lord Jesus who made her desire so earnestly that they might all know Him, "whom to know is life eternal." This was the last prayer the little child was ever heard to offer up. She was soon afterwards seized with cramp; and, after a few hours suffering, she sweetly fell asleep in Jesus, aged five years. Do you, dear childern, love the Jews? if you do, you ought to pray for them constantly, and you ought to show that your prayers are sincere by denying yourselves little treats or pleasures to help to send the Gospel to them. Love to Jesus must be the constraining motive for doing them good, and you must try, beloved children, to stir up others to help God's chosen people.

"Remember Jesus died for you;

In Jesu's name befriend the Jew."

A NATIVE MASON.

THE native mason whose likeness is now given was one who did a great deal of work in the building of the Church at Jerusalem, to which r letter in this number refers.

He is dressed in his best clothes. The colours of the robes and slippers are very bright and gay, for of this the natives are very fond. The man is a Mahometan. We are indebted to Mrs. Ewald for the drawing from which our picture is taken.

A QUESTION.