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hypæthros. Temples "in antis" are, where the front of the sacred enclosures was formed by two antæ (pilasters), with two columns between them supporting the entablature and pediment. "Prostylos" is where there are antæ, the columns being carried out in front before them-a portico. "Amphiprostylos," where a portico was behind, as well as in front of the temple. Peripteral," where the whole building is surrounded by columns. "Dipteral," where the temple is surrounded by columns, as in the peripteral; but, instead of there being left a space of only one intercolumniation between the columns on the flanks and the side walls, a double row of columns on each side of those walls is substituted. "Pseudodipteral," where, although the same number of columns are used as in the dipteral, yet those columns are left out which stand between the outer on the flanks and the cell. And lastly, the "hypæthral" is where the cell is not covered by a roof. There are also five species of intercolumniation, the pycuostylos, systylos, diastylos, aræostylos, and eustylos. The pycuostylos, was where the columnus were placed closely together, or only one and a half diameter apart; the systylos, less so, or two diameters; the decastylos, still wider, or three diameters apart; arostylos, where the columns are more distant than they really ought to be, four diameters apart; and eustylos, was where the intercolumniation was of the very best proportion, or two and a quarter of the lower diameters. When porticos consist of four columns, they are called testrastile; with six columns, hexastyle; with eight columns, octastyle; and so on, according to their number ad infinitum.

I. H. S.-BY W. SHERMAN.

JESUS, we bless thy name! to thee we owe
Eternal praises. From thy grace doth flow
Salvation, life-redemption from the curse
Unto which all were doomed ;-none can rehearse,
Saviour of men, the vastness of thy love!
Humbling thyself, descending from above,
Offering thy soul a ransom, past all price,
Mercy to gain by so great sacrifice!

In thee we trust-thou art the sinner's friend!
No fears arise, when we on thee depend;
Us may the snares of earth tempt to deny,
Most gracious Lord, thy name; but we defy

Satan and all his wiles to draw our souls
Away from thee; thy sovereign power controls
Legions of worlds unseen by mortal eye,
Veiling their glories in immensity!

And though we ofttimes fall, thy hand is near

To save us from destruction; oh! how dear,

O Lord of Hosts, art thou to each believing heart,

Redeemed from death and hell, by thy most bitter smart!

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THE GUIDING STAR.

BY MRS. RILEY.

GOD, who can over-rule the follies and vices of simple men to bring about the ends of his infinite wisdom, can likewise so direct every pursuit and investigation as to promote His glory and benefit his creatures. From a very carly period the "wise men of the east" directed peculiar attention to the motions of heavenly bodies; but as the population increased, and the families of mankind were more widely separated, the light of truth, conveyed at that time wholly by tradition, became gradually obscured, until the creature was substituted for the Creator, and the planets, instead of being regarded as evidences of God's might and wisdom, were worshipped as his substitutes. But God, even in their idolatry, did not wholly forsake his wanderers, and we may trace the gracious care with which he adopts means to their end, in the different methods by which the hope of a Redeemer was kept alive. While the Hebrew was endowed with especial privileges, set apart as God's peculiar family, and appointed to maintain a ritual of types and ceremonies shadowing forth the Lamb of the Atonement, the Gentile was not forgotten: to him it was foretold, that "a star should rise out of Jacob." If we can imagine that this traditionary prophecy remained upon their records during the intervening centuries, it will account for the decision with which the eastern sages regarded the new occupant of the heavenly sphere, as the herald of Him promised to arise out of the line of Jacob, and become a mighty sovereign. The same attention to science which once led the castern magi into the sin of idolatry, now guided their descendants to the feet of Him come to enlighten the Gentiles, and is a proof that science in itself may lead either to good or evil, according to the spirit with which it is pursued, and the end to which it is devoted.

We may picture to ourselves the astonishment occasioned by the appearance of this new star: to some it would seem a presage of misfortune, to others a herald of hope. Some might wait and watch, expecting it to burst forth in majestic splendour; others would scarcely regard it as more than a meteor, that gleams for a short time, but vanishes away for ever. Meanwhile the star" remained in its pristine lustre, not rising in its turn along the heavens, and disappearing before the beams of morning, but appearing nightly on the same spot, and shining with steady lustre over one point of the horizon. It was thus a meet emblem of the Gospel, which came to some a messenger of hope, but to others brought condemnationsome expecting that its author should shine forth in glory as their earthly Messiah, others trusting that his death would be the extinction of his missions, and doctrines that they refused to believe would pass with him into oblivion. But their hopes were vain; the star which had been the herald of the approaching Gospel-morning fulfilled its course and faded; but the beams of the Sun of Righteousness had now arisen on the earth, to shine bright and brighter till the perfect day.

While the heavenly visitant of the east was visible to all, we read of but few who followed its guidance; and had they refused to raise their eyes to the beams of mercy, they would never have been led with exceeding joy to the feet of their Saviour. Even yet many are called, though few will listen; we are now privileged to behold the light of the Gospel-but, if we wilfully close our eyes, we must expect that darkness and the shadow of death will be our portion for ever.

The eastern pilgrims passed through a toilsome and dangerous course. Fatigue might often overpower, and uncertainty dispirit them; but when, with humble faith, they looked to the star and were enlightened, they undauntedly pursued their course through the desert, till at length the promised land was gained-faith and hope were fulfilled-the eyes of their understanding were enlightened -and, in the Infant of Bethlehem, they were taught to behold the King of Kings, the hope of the Gentiles, and the Messiah of the Jews. The offerings their superstition had provided were accepted and bleseed; the same Providence which had accomplished their mission watched over their departure; and the wise men of the east returned to their own land, the professors of a new wisdom, and the missionaries of a new faith.

We, like them, are pilgrims; we are commencing a fresh stage in the journey of life-a new year, with its fresh cares, or unknown trials, is opening upon us. Dangers may await, difficulties discourage us, even on its onset ; but shall we despair? Let us lift our hearts and hopes, like the eastern wanderers, to the Guiding Star of Love, and we shall have the same light to encourage us, the same God to guide us.

Their pilgrimage ended in the humble dwelling of an infant, cradled in a manger, though born to be King of the Jews-ours will terminate in the mansion of eternal glory, where we shall behold the fruition of Christ's glorious godhead, and hail him Lord of Lords. We are a portion of that Gentile world whom God called into his family by the leading of a star; may He mercifully grant that we may secure, by faith, an interest in the blessings he has provided for his children-may we now seek and find the Saviour, given for sinners, and at length become partakers of his eternal glory!

THE BUTTERFLY.-BY LEITCH RITCHIE.

Is this the type, as poets paint, of man's immortal doom,
When into light and life he springs victorious from the tomb?
Alas, poor fly! a fleeting hour is thine-thy struggles vain,
And sinking soon, the child of dust returns to dust again.

Of human weakness rather thou the type dost seem to me

Of thoughts that from the growling earth take wing and upward flee;
But unsustained by heav'nly power, yield to the passing storm,
And from a wing'd and glorious thing descend a sordid worm.

Father! to thee for help I call, to aid my insect flight-
Invite me heavenward by thy love, sustain me by thy might;
And if the weakening taint remain that waits on mortal birth,
Hasten, O Lord! and break the chain that binds me to the earth.

MEMOIR OF JAMES MARQUIS OF MONTROSE.
BY FRANCIS J. SCOTT, ESQ.

SECTION III.

"Nae mair we'll chase the fleet, fleet roe
O'er downie glen or mountain brow,
But rush, like tempest, on the foe,
With sword and targe, this morning."

Jacobite Song.

MONTROSE remained at Perth three days, in the hope of being joined by the gentlemen of the county. Few, however, repaired to his standard; but among those few, was one whose gallant conduct and honourable death render his name worthy of record. This was Sir Thomas Ogilvie, eldest son of the Earl of Airly, who came, on the part of his father and clan, to offer their services to the Royal general. He was most warmly received by Montrose, and dismissed, in order to raise his men, and rejoin the army. The same night, the Marquis, having crossed the Tay to avoid Argyle, who was pressing upon him with a superior force, encamped at Coupar, in Angus. Towards morning he was awoke by a sudden and violent tumult around the tent of Lord Kilpont. This brave young gentleman had been found dead in his bed, and weltering in blood. The murderer was his own intimate friend and vassal, James Stuart, of Ardvoirlich, who it was surmised had proposed to his master to assassinate Montrose; and finding himself treated with the scorn and indignation which his project deserved, had adopted this method of revenging himself and concealing his villany. It is scarcely necessary to add, that Stuart, having contrived to escape, was received with open arms by the Marquis of Argyle, and others of the soidisant godly party, who never found fault with the means, so long as the end suited their purpose. Lord Kilpont was carried to the burial place of his ancestors, anu great lamentation was made over him, not only by the Marquis, but by all honest men. Four hundred friends and followers of the deceased, being some of the best soldiers in the army, accompanied the body. Most of the Athole men also returned home, after the usual fashion of the Highlanders, to deposit their plunder in safety, leaving Montrose with no more than fifteen hundred foot, and forty-four troopers, to encounter a force of two thousand five hundred men, under Lord Burleigh, who had taken possession of Aberdeen. Thither he marched with his usual rapidity, and completely routed the enemy, before they were aware that he had left Perth.

An incident occurred in this battle which showed the spirit by

which his men were animated, and the confidence which they reposed in his honour and generosity. One of the Ulster men was observed sitting upon a stone, with his leg so shattered by a cannon-ball, that it hung by a little piece of skin. Several of his comrades gathered round him, commiserating his hard fate, but he replied in a cheerful voice, "Fight on, fellow soldiers, and cease to pity me; for though I can no longer serve on foot, surely my lord the Marquis will make me a trooper." The poor fellow recovered of his wound, and greatly distinguished himself as a dragoon.

Two days after the battle (on the 14th September, 1644), Montrose entered the city of Aberdeen, where Mac Coll's men enriched themselves not a little; and it is exceedingly amusing to read the lamentations which the plundered Roundheads poured forth on the occasion.* Meanwhile, the crafty, but cowardly Argyle, having collected an overpowering force, arrived at Inverary on the 16th of September, and issued a proclamation, offering twenty thousand pounds to any one who should bring in Montrose, dead or alive. That indefatigable leader was, however, fully aware of his approach, and breaking through all opposition, suddenly disappeared among the hills of Badenoch. In this part of the country he remained for some weeks, waiting in vain for the junction of the Gordons. That valiant clan was now without a leader. The two eldest sons of the chief were confined by the Covenanters, and the youngest, Lord Lewis Gordon, had joined Argyle. As for Huntly himself, jealousy of Montrose kept him confined to his castle at Bog of Gight, much to the chagrin and disappointment of his loyal kinsmen. Meanwhile the Marquis fell sick, and the faction believing him dead, returned thanks to God for so great a mercy.

The first interruption to their festivities was the intelligence that the departed cavalier had besieged and taken the Castle of Fyrie. Here, by the negligence of his outposts, he was surprised by the covenanting army, under Argyle and Lothian, amounting to more than double his own number. Leaving the castle, he commenced entrenching himself upon an eminence which overloooked it, in which employment he was attacked by the enemy, who penetrated his lines, and were on the point of carrying the whole fortification, when, with an air of great unconcern, he called to a brave young Irishman, Colonel O'Kyan, to drive those fellows out of the trenches, as they were beginning to be troublesome. That officer fell upon them sword in hand, and chased them down the hill in great confusion, capturing some bags of powder, which were a valuable acquisition. As the straggling files of the Irish returned, bleeding and blackened with the fire, to the camp, they were heard to exclaim, "We must charge again; the rogues have given us powder, but forgot to leave us any ball." At night the baffled assailants retreated to a safe distance, while Montrose spent the night in melting down all the utensils of silver, lead, or pewter, which could

Napier's "Life and Times of Montrose."