. Histoires ravissantes; ou, la maison parle de ce livre merveilleux. La fille est si morte et blanche dans la mort.combien de temps il la regarda je ne sais pas; il n'a jamais été en effervescence. Lui et les autres regardaient et regardaient, et sobbed, je doute pas. Puis Jésus prit la main petite, mince, morte et la tint pendant un moment; puis il dit à la petite fille, Talitha-cumi. Qu'a-t-il dit ? Demanda Charley. TALITHA-cumi. Et C'est quoi ? Elle a demandé Mary ; car Carrie était trop occupée avec ses propres yeux bleus tearful pour poser des questions. L'évangile de marques dit que cela signifie: Damsel, je te le dis, naissent; butla première parole est soucieuse de te

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. Delightful stories; or, Home talks out of the Wonderful book.. . girl lay so still and white in death.How long He looked at her I do not know; He was never in ahurry. He and the others looked and looked, and sobbed, I doubtnot. Then Jesus took hold of the little, thin, dead hand and held itfor a moment; then He said to the little girl, Talitha-cumi. What did He say? asked Charley. Talitha-cumi. And what is that? inquired Mary ; for Carrie was too busy withher own tearful blue eyes to ask questions. Marks gospel says it means, Damsel, I say unto thee, arise; butthe first word is brimful of tender love, as if Jesus had said, Dearlittle girl, I say unto thee, arise. And did she arise ? sobbed Carrie. Mark says, Straightway she arose and walked. Then He toldthem to give her food, and He went on His way. She wanted Him to stay at her house, Im sure. Why didntHe? No doubt she did, Carrie; but Jesus had other duties--so orHe went to do good elsewhere. How old was she, Grandpa ? Too old for you, Charley. She was twelve. Just my age, said Carrie, brightly.. * DEAR CHILD, ARISE. 362 GRANDPA GOODWINS STORIES. Mrs. Reed here proposed to read a poem on the raising of th«little girl. All assenting, she read these words: The boat that bore the Master had crossed the silver sea, And all along the mountain paths of rugged GalileeWere sounds of voices eager-pitched, was throng of hurrying feet—For then, as now, were weary hearts, and Jesus words were sweet. With passion-freighted earnestness, intense and clear as flame, Through tumult cleaving swift its way one prayer of pleading came:My little daughter lieth sick, she lieth near to death;Oh ! on her lay Thy gentle hands, restore her fainting breath ! The stately ruler bowed his head before the Nazarene, And meekly led the way for Him the surging ranks between ;But ere they readied the stricken house was message brought of woe:Thy daughter even now is dead, vex not the Master so. Dark grew the fathers face with grief, with tears hi

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