KNEELING IN PRAYER.

And soon to deck this gladsome brow,
Autumn her holiest sweets will wreathe.

Yet, ere dim winter's gloomy birth,
Or age destroy this cheek of bloom,
Oh! may I press my mother earth,

And quit this vain world for the tomb.
Then let me, Lord, at whose command,
Summer, and spring, and winter roll,
Praise while I've life the Almighty hand
That spans the world from pole to pole.
At morning's light, Lord of all space,

I'll praise thee; and at close of even;
Then lend me, Lord, some ray of grace,
To light my trembling steps to heaven.

KNEELING IN PRAYER.

THERE are many ways in which people in the East, Jews, Mahommedans, and others, stand, or kneel, or sit during prayer. You will find in the Old Testament many places where these different postures are spoken of. There is little or no change of manners in the East, and men now pray in the same posture as Abraham and the patriarchs.

This man looks like a Turk. He has a turban on his head, and is dressed in a loose robe such as the

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Turks wear.

KNEELING IN PRAYER.

He is also kneeling. His hands are folded together over his breast, as if he were full of grief because of his sins.

It is not the posture at which God looks when we pray, but at the heart; and whether we stand, or kneel, or sit in prayer, let us pray with our hearts. Some boys and girls do not close their eyes when the teacher or the minister prays, and so their minds wander. It is better to have our eyes shut, and then we shall not see the little trifles which sometimes make us forget what it is the teacher or the minister is asking God to give to us through His Son Jesus Christ.

BROADWAY, NEW YORK.

BROADWAY, NEW YORK.

HERE is one of the most wonderful streets in the New World. It is the main thoroughfare in New York, and is called Broadway. Very many fine buildings of stone stand on one side or other of this very beautiful street, which, in ten or twelve years' time, will be the finest street in the world. At present you may see handsome ranges of houses, and even buildings which look like palaces, standing side by side with cast-iron "stores," as the Americans call their shops. In a few years these cast-iron "stores" will give way to fine houses of stone.

Broadway is three miles long, and runs in a straight line through the City of New York. Other streets, quite as straight, run out of it on both sides; and as the city stands on an island, and these cross streets run down to the water, those who walk along Broadway can see at almost every opening ships at the wharves, or under sail and ready to go out to sea.

Hundreds of omnibuses are always rumbling along. Some of these are very large, and will hold twice as many as the omnibuses used in London. Those are American flags flying from the windows. often called "the Stars and Stripes."

They are

BIRTHPLACE OF SIR ISAAC NEWTON.

Ar the small house, of which this is a picture, a very great man was born. That is, he grew up to be a great man. His name was Isaac Newton, and the house where he was born stood in the little hamlet of Woolsthorpe, about eight miles south of Grantham. As a baby he was very small; so small as to make some of the old mothers think he would never grow up to be a man. He was brought up by his mother's mother, and until he was twelve years old, went to