lu the promised port above.Cherry Hill Raulenee, March 1-111.From tb« Child's Paper.THE BROWN ItABY.I ■ ■ . 'baby?” a'kcd Jenny as she played lov- ’ ingly with her baby sister’s soft pink toes. jtNo,” answered mother;and she went on to tell about the brown babies born on ■ )■ the otlier side of the world. Th • brown babies have brown faces, brown arms, brown toes, and long straight black l air. F They wear no shoes and stockings like onr baby; no frock or petticoat or apron. , The brown baby goes naked for the sun ,, shines very hot where she lives. Slit* | sleeps in a little swinging be 1 on the trees, and the winds rock her to sleep; indeed, '• she lives most of her timeout of dors.The trees are very beautiful in her conn- i, try. One called the palm-tree has iminen-e ■' leaves. Umberellas and roofs are made of it and be ia an i plat and mate and hats, and many other useful and curious n things.Another queer tree is call. 1 the banian _ tree. Its branches grow down, touch the \ ground, root into the earth, and so make new trees. In this way, an old banian, tree is sometimes a hundred trees A 1 great many brown children can play hide-; \ and-go-seek under its friendly shade.— f The brown baby drinks cocoa-nut milk ] ' from a cocoa-nut dipper; and wbm -in- 5 is old enongh she eats rice—rice for sup per, rice for dinner, rice for breakfast, and that is all. They do not have brea and J butter and doughnuts and pies as you, do.If she grows up, 'lie never goes to scbol. , ‘‘Ob, I should like to be a brown girl I then,” cried a little girl who did not love to go to school. Should you? Peihaps \ you would not, if yon knew the reason why the little brown girl is not sent to] ' school. It is because her father does not , think enough of her. He does not love | her as he loves his boys. They go to 1 school; and it looks so funny to see them j sitting cross-legged on mats, reading , palm-leaf books, and scratching letters with their iron pins on palm-leaves, which is their way of writing.Indeed, a Hindoo girl leads a wretchad . life; and if she is married, so much worse. All the hardest work is given to her to do. Her kitchen is a small clay furnace in the yard, where 6he cooks the food ol . the family. She raises all the rue and ] spins all the doth. She never 'It.' down at the same table with her husband. The boys only eat with their father, while . she and the little girls eat what is left out , in the yard. Seldom sho receives a kind 1 word, much oftener a hard blow or an ugly kick. Even her sons are brought up to be cross and disobliging to her. Nor arc the richer lad. ■ much better off. ' Are you not glad you are not born a brown baby?But do you know why this is so? Be- , cause they have not the knowledge of the Lord Jesus Christ, who teaches tis to love one another; and know not th* Holy Bible, which tells children to /.on r their parents, mother as well as father. God your Saviour loves little girl' as end.*r- . ly as he loves boys; he came to redeem alike your precious souls hum the dtead-ful bondage of sin, which is the lt;ause of all these miseries.The poor brown mother, instead of being glad when she tin Is her baby is a girl, often thinks how she had best kill it. Shall she throw it into the river to drown, or leave it in the jungle to be eaten up by the wild beasts?One day a missionary’s wife had a little girl brought to her. She was net an orphan; she was worse off than an orphan, for her mother told the missionaries that if they did not take her, she would throw her to the jackals. The lady tlt;ok the child in her arms, and pressed her bosom, and said, ‘ Oh ye', 1 will take her for Christ’s sake, who loves ier so.” It was a happy thing for the poor baby to leave so cruel a mother, n; | brought np by a Christian mother, who gave her the name of Thebe, and who, instead of throwing her to the jackals, brought her to Jesus. K.Foousu Sport.—Not long since a boy opened a ca«o containing a pistol which! had lain quietly in its place for more than a year. “Look out you! Lot k oot!” cried the boy, pointing the pistol at his brother and pulling the trigger as he 6poke. The pistol was loaded and the ball went through bis brother’s head!— That was foolish sport. Children should never play with firearms.Jt-jrEven those who smoke and brink v at the expense of others, do so till morejfe. at their own.