Beautiful Illustration of Faith.
SoME time since, a window in the Public School House in Coates street, Philadelphia, while the school was in session, fell out with a great crash. The cry of "fire" was raised, and a terrible panic ensued. The scholars rushed into the street, shrieking in wild dismay. The alarm extended to the teachers also, one of whom, a young lady, actually jumped from the window. Among the hundreds of children, with whom the building was crowded, was one girl, amoung the best in the school, who through all the frightful scene, maintained entire composure. The color, indeed, forsook her cheek; her lips quivered; the tears stood in her eyes; but she moved not. After order had been restored, and her companions had been brought back to their places, the question was asked her how she came to sit still, without apparent alarm, when every body else was in such a fright. "My father," said she, "is a fireman, and knows what to do in such cases, and he told me, if there was an alarm of fire in the school, I must just sit still." What a beautiful illustration of faith! "My father told me so, and my father knows!" That is the gist of the whole matter—implicit, unfaltering trust in our Heavenly Father.—Sel.