(2.) *Good Works*.—"In like manner, that they adorn themselves ... not with gold or pearls, but with good works" (1 Tim. ii. 9). The wisdom must show itself in outward action. If the fountain be pure, so also must the flowing stream. The hand must follow the heart. And all this in the way of adornment—the adornment of a good woman; and girls especially will not miss the lesson that broidered hair and golden trinkets are not the only kind of ornaments. Peter speaks of the ornament of a meek and quiet spirit, which is in the sight of God of great price; and Paul points us here, in 1st Timothy, to the beauty and excellency of good works. She who is arrayed in meekness and kind-hearted generosity has no need of flounces and finery. She may even say of all other ornaments, "Unadorned, adorned the most." (3.) *Salvation* (Matt. xiii. 46).—Both wisdom and good works must show themselves in religion. The beginning of wisdom is the fear of God, and the best of good works is to believe on Him whom He hath sent (John vi. 29). Till this is done, we are like the merchant man seeking goodly pearls. He found a great many; for this beautiful world in which we live has many precious secrets to reveal to the earnest seeker. But not until we find salvation through Jesus does the great _Eureka_, "I have found it," burst from our lips. This is the treasure which all the wealth of the world cannot buy. Not all the thousands of Cleopatra could lay it at her feet. And yet, wonder of wonders, it is given to the penitent soul without money and without price. Jesus says, "Buy of me gold tried in the fire, that thou mayst be rich; and white raiment, that thou mayst be clothed." "He that hath no money, come ye, buy and eat, yea come, buy wine and milk without money and without price." This is true wisdom, and this is the soundest morality, to come and find in the salvation of Jesus _the Pearl of Great Price_. *Some Other Shells.* I. Happy sunlight on the sea, Sparkling diamonds, all for me; Wavelets chasing for the land, There to kiss the golden sand. See! a floating, straying shell, Run! it has a tale to tell; Children, with their eager eyes, Splash the water, seize the prize. Hold it to the little ear, List and tell me what you hear.. Music? Yes, for you and me, That’s the music of the sea. Down below the water blue, There it lived and there it grew, Gazing through its watery dome, Happy in its ocean home. List’ning there both night and day, Hearing what the wild waves say, Watching sea-weed float along, There it learned the ocean’s song. II. But the children never still, See them leap like mountain rill, Ringing out their laughter sweet, Sending forth their little fleet.