Sleep On My Heart.

Sleep on , my heart serenely ! In peace the Avhole earth sleeps , While like the watchful eye of God , The moon its vigil keeps . Sleep on , my heart , serenely ! Bid care and sorrow flee

; For He who watches o ' er the world Has constant thought for thee . Sleep on my heart serenely ! Drive fearful dreams aAvay , And strengthened by the might of Faith Welcome with hope the day .

Sleep on , my heart serenely ! And if to thee is given Death ' s summons for thy soul to ni ght , So shall thou wake in heaven .

Put Yourself In My Place.

PUT YOURSELF IN MY PLACE .

From the " Masonic Jewel . "I CANNOT wait any longer . I must have my money , and if you cannot pay it I must foreclose the mortgage and sell the place , " said Mr . Merton . " In that case , " said Mr . Bishop , " it

will , of course , be sold at a great sacrifice , and after all the struggles I have made , my family will again be homeless . It is very hard . I only Avish you had to earn your money as I do mine ; you might then know something of the hard life of a poor man . If you could only , in imagination , put

yourself in my place , I think you would have a little mercy on me . " " It is useless talking ; I extended this one year , aud I cau do so no longer , " replied Merton , as he turned to his desk and continued writing . The man then arose and walked

poor sadl y out of Mr . Morton ' s office . His last hope Avas gone . He had just recovered hom a long illness Avhich had swalloAved up the means Avith which he had intended K > make the last payment on his house , irue MrMerton had waited one

, . year when he had failed to meet the demand , OAvmg to ihuess in his family , and he had wit very much obliged to him for doing so . ¦ this year he had been laid up for seven months , during which time he could earn

nothing , and all his savings were then needed for the support of his family . Again he failed , and now he Avould again be homeless , and have to begin the Avorld aneAv . Had heaven forsaken him , and g iven him over to the tender mercies of

the Avicked ? After he had left the office , Mr . Merton could not drive aAvay from his thoughts the remark to Avhich the poor man iu his grief gave utterance : "I Avish you had to earn your money as I do mine . "

In the midst of a row of figures , " Put yourself in my place " intruded . Once after it had crossed his mind he laid doAvn his pen saying , " Well I should find it rather hard . I have a mind to drop in there this afternoon , and see how it fares Avith his family ; that man has roused my curiosity . " About five o ' clock he put on a gray wig

and some old cast-off clothes , walked to the residence of Mr . Bishop and knocked at the door . Mrs . Bishop , a pale , wearylooking woman , opened it . The poor old man requested permission to enter and rest awhile , saying he Avas very tired Avith

his long journey , for he had Avalked many miles that day . Mrs . Bishop cordially invited him in , and gave him the best seat the room afforded . She then began to make preparations for tea .

The old gentleman Avatched her attentively . He saAV there Avas no elasticity in her step , no hope iu her movements , and pity for her began to steal into his heart . When her husband entered her features relaxed into a smileand she forced a

, cheerfulness into her manner . The traveller noted it all , and he was forced to admire this Avoman who could assume a nlififirfnlness she did not feel for her

husband ' s sake . After the table Avas prepared there Avas nothing on it but broad and butter and tea . They invited the stranger to eat Avith them , saying , " We have not much to offer you , but a cup of tea will refresh you after your long journey . "

He accepted their hospitality , and as they discussed the frugal meal , led them Avithout seeming to do so , to talk of their affairs . "I bought this piece of land , " said Mr . Bishop , " at a very IOAV price , aud , instead 2 n