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it be otherwise, when we have here no
fixed laws Of any kind: 1t is all chance
work.


Hated rose from the table in anguish
of spirit. He remembered the world
where he had lived, and all that was past
He had desired to live in a world where
there was no God-where all was gov
erned by chance, so far as there was any
thing that looked like government Here
he was, and here he must live. He threw
himself on bed, and recalled the past
the beautiful world in which he had once
lived his ingratitude-his murmurings,
and his blasphemy against the wisdom and
the goodness of God. He wept like in
fancy. He would have prayed, and even
begun prayer; but then he rccollected
that there was no God here-nothing to
direct events-nothng but chance. He
shed many and bitter tears of repent
ance. AT last he wept himself asleep.
When Hated again awoke, he was sit
ting under his palm tree, in his own beau
full garden. 1t was morning. AT the APP
pointed moment, the glorious sun rose up
in the East-the fields were all green and
fresh: the trees were all right and up
wards, and covered with blossoms the
beautiful deer were bounding in their
gladncss over the lawn, and the songsters
in the trees, which, in plumage and sweet
ness might have We'd with those that sung
in Eden, were uttcring their morning
songs.


Hated arose, recalled that UGLY dream.
and then wcpt for Joy. Was he again in
Il world where chance does not reign -
He looked up, and then turned to the God
of heaven and earth, the God of laws and
of order. He gave glory to Him. and
confessed that lis ways, to us unscarcha-
bic, are full of wisdom. He was new
man. Tears indeed fell at the graves of
his family but now he lived to do good
to men, and to make others happy. He
called young and worthy couple, distant
relatives, to fill his house. His home a.
gain smiled, and peace and contentment
came back, and were his abiding guests.


Hated would never venture to affirm
whether this was dream, or a reality.
On the whole he was inclined to think it
real, and thai there is somewhere a chance
world; but he always shook his head, and
declared that so far from wishing to live
there, nothing gave him greater cause Of
gratitude as he knc!t in daily prayer, than
The fact, that he lived in a world where
God ruled, and ruled by laws fixed, wise,
and mcrcilul