The Oxford intelligencer., 1860-12-26

The boys were silent for moment, for
they felt that the master had decided that
Carl had rightly won ihs angeli thep Kline
cried OUT :. ..s !. tG.,.,,,le,, 4 -,
i "My-mastcr, thou didst not fairly explain
to us. Ipray thee givsus mother trial" :.
+ "les, dear MASTER" said Max. give Us
one more trial." - e. ..srii.l ,s,.. ..r..,s, /.
+, +whair sayest thou, lCarlr said Master
Freidcricii.t :, ~ a,si l. -,g.s ,s,.o, .s,
ayes, dear mastsr,'' answered the generous
iboy. 'r'sf assi .SaFd:i = II .i-l s..l !, 81,
The good master smiled thoughtfulIy, and
his eyes t;y. 5 rested or moment iosingly upon
Carl; then glancing round, he said-~ He
who brings me the lo,cliest thing on earth
Tomorrow, shall have the angel" ~ .''l-1'
The children elapped their hands, and de-
parted satisfied. 49, ts
J After school the next day, Kline was the
first to run up 10 Master Friedrich, and lay
npon his desk what he considered the love
licst thing in the whole world, his new sol
dicr cap, with the long scarlet feather, and
bright golden tassel. '''a -"''a''i.
Max came next, and placed bcsidet the cap
small silver watch, his last birthday gift,
with bright steel chain attached; Otto
brought a great picture book, just sent to
him by his godmother; Rudolph tiny mar
Bile vase, richly sculptured; and SO on, until
a still more motley collection than before
lay upon Master Friedrich's desk.
Then poor little Carl stepped modestly up,
and placed in the masters hand pure white
lilly. a r r-H
The rich perfume filed the room, and
bending over the flower, inhaling the deli
cious fragrance, the mnstcr softly sail-"My
children, the Blessed Word Of God says,
Behold the lilies Of the valley they toll
not, neither do they spin, yet solomon, in
all his glory, was not arrayed like one Of
these Carl has rightly chosen" .....
But murmurs arose; the children were
not satisfied, and again they asked for
another trial. t..r.
And as before, good Master Friedrich in
quircd:
"What saycst thou, CaHf" and he an.
swcrcd as before with generous haste, "Yes,
Gear MASTER"
"Now this is the last time" said the mas
ter, he who brings me the best thing on earth
shall have the angel"
"Thc very best thing on earth is plum
cake" cried Kline on the third day, as he
walked up to the desk, bearing large cake
richly frosted, with wreath of sugar roses
round the edge-this, he. placed triumphant
" before the master, sure of the prize.
May, thou art wrong this time, Kline"
said Max, II asked my father what was the
very best thing on earth, and he laughed and
gave me this golden guildcr-thc prize is
mine"
"Ah! but my father said. that the very
DeSt, was a good glass Of Rheinish wine,"
,ried Otto, sand have brought bottle Of
{ thirty years old-the prize is surely mine."
! SO they went on till all had placed their
,ffcring before the Master.
"And thou, Carl r. said he, "what hast
hou brought which thou thinkcst the best
m earth e. asy y...
A crimson fash rose to the little boys |
orehead, and coming softly forward he took
rom his breast small ,corn Testament, press
d it to his lips and then reverently laid it |
lown, with the rcst-as he said in low
wect voice: iz'a'
any mother, dear master, says that Gods
precious Testament is far beyond all other
arthly possessions"
"'Tis thine, my Carl" cried the master,
Matching the boy to his breast. The white
nigel is thine. for there is nothing in the
vide world half SO precious as the blessed
rords of Christ-and he placed the angel in
he hands of the trembling boy. I
Kline knit his brows, and gazcd with an
Ter and disappointment at the little Carl
nd the rest seeing him do this felt them
elves aggrievcd, but suddenly, the cloud
lcared from Kline's face, aud rushing for
Yard he caugh. Carl in his arms, crying,
Forgive me, dear CaH-now, ! am right
lad thou hast won the prize" Ru
All! the blessed effect Of bright example
luickly joining hands, the children danced
pyfnIly around the little Cad, who stood in
he midst, the white angel pressed to his
eart-his fair hair falling in cnrls on his
houldcrs and his blue eyes full Of holy tears.
The good Master Friedrich also wcpt for
ny, and prayed from the depths Of his pure
nd simple heart, that TIN Saviour would
hess this lesson to the children's everlasting
Ood. He had turned away, that none
night perceive his tears. But one in Heaven
aw them, Master Frederick.
A. NOVEL PRArER.-We heard lately Of
n old gentleman who Is very regular in hav
ng family prayer, but who has more fun in
is composition than vital religion, and
herefore makes his wife do the PRAYING; /