THE JEW AND HIS DAUGHTER.

A Jew came to this country from London, many years ago, and brought with

him all his property. He had a lovely daughter of seventeen; with her he

settled in a charming retreat on the fruitful banks of the Ohio, in the

Western part of Virginia. He had buried his wife before he left Europe,

and he knew no comfort but the company of his beloved daughter. She

possessed an amiable disposition, and was well educated; she could

speak several languages, and her manners pleased all who knew her. Being

a Jew, he brought up his daughter in the strictest principles of his

faith.

It was not long after that his daughter was taken sick. The rose faded

from her cheek, her strength failed, and it was certain that she could

not live long. Her father was deeply affected. He tried to talk with

her, but could seldom speak without weeping. He spared no expense to

have her get well. One day he was walking in the wood near his house

when he was sent for by his dying daughter. With a heavy heart he

entered the door of her room, and he saw that he was now to take the

last farewell of his daughter.

"My father," said the child, "do you love me?" "Yes," he replied, "you

know that I love you." "I know, father, you have ever loved me. You have

been a kind father, and I tenderly love you. Grant me my dying

request."

"What is it, my child? ask what you will, though it take every farthing

of my property, it shall be granted. I _will grant_ your request."

"My dear father, I now beg of you never again to speak lightly of Jesus

of Nazareth; I know that he is a Saviour, and that he has made himself

known to me, since I have been sick, even for the salvation of my soul.

I entreat you to obtain a Testament that tells of him and that you may

bestow on him the love that was formerly _mine_." She now ceased

speaking, her father left the room, when her soul took its flight to God

who gave it. After her decease the parent purchased a Testament and read

about Jesus of Nazareth, and is now a devoted Christian. Good children

may be made blessings to their parents and friends.

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