I will briefly give you several reasons why I take such titles for lectures on temperance. (1) We sometimes get hold of persons who are not in the habit of attending temperance meetings. (2) They tend to take our thoughts and expressions out of the deep ruts which have been made in ages long ago. (3) They add fresh fuel to the old fire at which we can warm both ourselves and others. (4) There is in "The House that Jack Built," a chain of consecutive ideas which the people can easily remember. When speaking of a chain of ideas, I must say that a chain can only be formed by link being added to link. This you know.

Then link No. I. is the House.- "This is the House that Jack built."

No. II. is the Malt that lay in "the House that Jack built."

III. is the Rat that ate the Malt that lay in the House, &c.

IV. is the Cat that caught the Rat, that ate the Malt, &c.

V. are the Dogs who bark at the Cat, that caught the Rat, &c.

VI. is the Cow with crumpled horn, that hooked the Dogs, who barked at the Cats, &c.

VII. are the Maidens all forlorn, that milked the Cow with crumpled horn, &c.

VIII. are the Men all tattered and torn, who courted the Maidens all forlorn, &c.

IX. are the Priests all shaven and shorn, who married the Men all tattered and torn,

&c.

X. is the Cock that crowed in the morn, that woke the Priests, &c.

XI. is the Farmer that scattered the corn, to feed the Cock, &c.

As every thing has to be done "decently and in order," you will now see the outline links in this chain of thought for building "Jack's House." Now, I want to say here, to my young friends, that order is a very important element for success in every thing connected with this transient life. Order is the marble blocks of which life's stately edifice is reared! You rosy cheeked boys, and you fascinating girls, are all builders! You have a character to build which shall influence both men and angels,-which shall concern both earth and heaven! Be sure then to have a good foundation-Jesus Christand observs right order in the erection of your life-building-God's guidance!

There once lived a gentleman farmer who would never hire boy or man unless they thoroughly understood the "order of circumstances," viz., infer one duty from another. This saved him both time and money. One day he went to hire a boy. He looked for the one that he thought would best suit him, and put to him his test question.-"Do you understand the order of circumstances ?" The boy scratched his head, and said, "No." The master then

passed on to another. The next was a shrewd Scotch lad, and you know how they often answer one question by proposing another. The master said, "Do you understand the order of circumstances, my boy?" "What do you mean by an order of circumstances ?" inquired Sandy. "I mean that if I order my carriage, that you must go into the stable, harness the horses, put them in the carriage, and bring it into the front, with the driving whip, &c." "Yes," said Sandy, "I perfectly understand that, sir.' "And if I order my horse I mean that you are to go into the stable, rub him well down, bridle and saddle him, and bring him with the_riding whip into the front, &c." "Yes, and I understand that too," said Sandy. So the wage being mutually agreeable, the bargain was made and the god'spenny given. Sandy and his master agreed

well. At all times the order of circumstances was carried out to the very letter. One day the master returned from a fair" very fou' and unco happy." For, at that time, farmers had many inducements for drinking. If they had sold they had to give drink. If they had bought they received drink. If they exchanged they both gave and accepted. Drink was mixed up with all their transactions. On sitting down by the blazing hot fire, that welcomed him, he found that the alcoholic fire, and the "fire of coals " did not agree. He turned sick, got worse, became alarming. Sandy was sent to bring the doctor. He instantly obeyed, saying, as he left the house, "I will tell them all and ask them

all to come." The master got worse, Sandy was long in returning, and the greatest impatience was manifested. At length he arrived almost breathless, with large drops of perspiration running down his face, and unable for a few minutes to give the result of his errand. The master lifted his aching head-his inflamed eyes rolling like balls of fire-and asked, "Have you seen the doctor? have you told him? and is he coming?" Sandy replied, "I have seen them all, and told them all, and they are all coming.' "What do you mean by them all, Sandy ?" "Well, I saw the doctor and told him, and he's coming. After that I thought I'd carry out my order of circumstances. So knowing that the master was worse in soul than in body, I told the parson and he's coming; then I went to the undertaker, and saw him, and he's coming; then I went to the coffin maker, and saw him, and he's coming; then I went to the sexton and saw him, and he's coming." This satisfied the scrupulous master that Sandy was well up in his knowledge and practice of the order of circumstances. And now, at once, I shall commence my order of erecting Jack's House in a practical temperance parody.

I.-The House.-I mean by the House, the License Law. This lays at the foundation of all the evil connected with the manufacture and sale of drink. Before any man can lawfully take the good, wholesome grain to destroy, pervert, and malt it, they must have a License. And, here, at the very onset we raise a righteous pro

test, and say, that no government on earth has either right or authority to waste human food, to pervert the bounteous gifts of a merciful Providence, and out of such perverted provision, extract disease and death. Barley is a "good creature of God,"-a staple food for both man and beast, and cannot be changed into a pernicious drink without a transgression of God's wise law of nature. An awful responsibility here rests upon legislators, maltsters, brewers, and retailers. Every soul, that is starved out of the body, uttereth a shriek, eternal in duration, which entereth the ear of the Lord God of Sabbaoth, against such awful sin. How many poor fellow-creatures prematurely entered eternity during the Cotton Crisis, who will bear witness against all such in the world's general assize? I dare not think of the half-fed, halfclad, attenuated sufferers that I have seen, and then look from them to the wholesale destruction of their bread by our Law-Licensed devastators? Turning food into drink is setting at defiance the wisdom of God, and substituting the craftiness of man. If God wisely and mercifully proportions the quantity of food to the number of earth's inhabitants, how can man despoil, and worse than waste, the subsistence of six millions of persons without sin? I say how?-and the ghosts of these murdered myriads will everlastingly echo, how? My friends, we are fast passing on to eternity where our warning cry can no more be given. So raise it now, loud and long, and the benisons of heaven, and