An eloquent writer says: "The events of Providence appear to us very much like letters thrown into a post-bag, and this parcel then sent forth on its destination. The bundle of letters appears as if in inextricable confusion, and we wonder how the letters, parcels, documents, money, and periodicals, should ever reach their individual destination." But every letter has its special address inscribed upon it—the name and residence of the person for whom it is intended. And what different purposes do these letters fulfill!—what varied emotions do they excite! This declares that friends are in health and prosperity. That tells of disappointments, bereavements, or afflictions. So we find a crowd of providential events huddled together, apparently in utter confusion; but each event, like each letter has a name inscribed upon it, and the proper direction. Each has a message to carry, and a purpose to fulfill. Some inspire hope and joy; others cause fear and sorrow. The same event brings gladness to one, grief to another. In the midst of apparent confusion, there reigns perfect order; and infinite wisdom directs all. What our Lord does we may not know now; but we shall hereafter. In the end we shall rejoice to acknowledge, that he did all things wisely and well.—St. Louis Presbyterian.