CHILDHOOD'S HOURS.

AMID the blue and starry sky
A group of hours, one even
Met, as they took their upward flight
Into the highest heaven.

And they were going up to heaven,
With all that had been done
By little children, good or bad
Since the last rising sun.

And some had gold and purple wings
Some drooped like faded flowers,
And sadly soared to tell the tale,
That they were misspent hours.

Some glowed with rosy hopes and smiles,
And some had many a tear!
Others had some kind words and acts
To carry upward there.

A shining hour, with golden plumes,
Was laden with a deed

Of generous sacrifice, a child

Had done for one in need.

And one was bearing up a prayer,
A little child had said,

All full of child-like faith and love,
While kneeling by his bed.

And thus they glided on, and gave
Their records dark and bright,

To Him who marks each passing hour
Of childhood's day and night.

Remember, children of the earth,

Each hour is on its way,

Bearing its own report to heaven,

Of all you do and say.

ANON.

SCRIPTURE QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS.

ANSWERS TO QUESTIONS.

XLIII.-Naomi. Ruth iv. 16, 17.

XLIV.-The ostrich. Job xxxix. 13-18.

XLV. A soft answer.

Prov. xv. 1.

XLVI.-An angry countenance. Prov. xxv. 23. XLVII.-Because it was a most uncommon thing to see any one but a woman carrying water. XLVIII.-Wine. Prov. xxiii. 31, 32.

QUESTIONS.

XLIX.-What directions had the Jews, as to the shape they should wear their beards?

L.-What material common among us were they forbidden to wear?

LI.-What ornament were they commanded to put on their clothes?

LII.-Do we read anything which tells us what they wore on their heads ?

LIII.-What did they uncover in order to shew respect, instead of uncovering the head as we do?

Printed at the Operative Jewish Converts' Institution, Palestine Place.

THE

Children's Jewish Advocate.

OCTOBER 1, 1865.

THE CHILDREN'S ASYLUM IN

ST. PETERSBURGH.

HERE are portraits of the ten little Jewish girls, who are in the Asylum at St. Petersburgh, of which we wrote you an account some time ago. A friend of children, both Jew and Gentile, writes:

"To my great delight I have had sent me from St. Petersburgh a lovely photograph of our dear children in the Asylum, that is to say of the ten little maidens who stay there altogether to board, while fifty or sixty others attend the school, but return to their parents every evening.

"When I saw the picture my first thought was of you, children. 'I must shew this to my dear children,' said I to myself. But I cannot carry my photograph from house to house, and still less can I call you all together here to the mission-house. Then I thought of