LITTLE ONES AT HOME. 247

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So Charlotte ran off,
And some apples she bought ;
While Mary her mite
To the mission-box brought.
And which of them, think you,
More cheerfully smiled ;
And which of the two
Was the happier child? ™. A. Stoddard.

 

THE MISSIONARY SHIP.
I see the ships upon the sea,
That silently go by,
As white upon the waters blue,
As doves in yonder sky.

And men are glad the ships to watch,
That bring them many things,

Silver and gold and raiment soft,
Upon their broad white wings.

But I would rather look upon
The ship that goes afar,
And takes our Saviour’s messengers
Where heathen children are ;

And carries books, that they may read
How kind our Lord has been ;

For such a ship, I know, must be
The fairest ever secn. “Missionary Hymns.”