It may be that he wanted to put a bright gem in the midst of the darkness of ignorance and heathenism, that its shining might "enlighten, captivate, lead forth and refine." For us, we may learn that our best, our very best, even _ourselves_, is the gift we are called upon to give. Shall we consecrate whatever we have, whatever we are, to the service of our Lord--_now_? FAYE HUNTINGTON. "FOR MY KING." JUST to shine for Jesus Every day-- Just to sing his praises On my way; Just to gather jewels By his aid, To go onward ever Not afraid; Just to drop a love word As I go, Just to cheer a lone heart In its woe; Just to smile for Jesus, On my way-- To work and speak for Jesus When I may; Just to shine for Jesus Everywhere, This, O Blessed Saviour! Is my prayer. MRS. C. E. FISHER. JENNIE'S VICTORY. "JENNIE," said her sister Ella, "you are fond of talking about gaining victories; but I think if you would only conquer that bad temper, it would be a glorious victory." But this made Jennie angry; and she went away to nurse her anger. The first book she took up happened to be a Bible; it opened of itself to the place: "A soft answer turneth away wrath." Meantime, would you like to know what was the trouble? On their way home from school, Jennie and her friend Albert quarrelled. Albert said Jennie's friend Lila Johnson missed a word, and Jennie said she didn't; and they disputed until both were angry. As Jennie read the Bible verse, she could not help thinking what if she had answered Albert that perhaps she was mistaken; then she was sure all would have been right between them; however, she was too angry to listen to the soft voice which was whispering this in her ear; she closed the book, and went down stairs. Cousin Harold was in the sitting-room with Ella; when he caught sight of Jennie's red face and tearful eyes he began to question. Harold's advice was to ask Albert's pardon; and he volunteered to go with her to Albert's house. Jennie was almost sure to do as cousin Harold said, and in a short time they were walking down street together. Only a block from her own house she met Albert, and stopping, said hurriedly: "Albert, I'm coming to tell you that I'm sorry." Said Albert, "So am I." "There!" said cousin Harold, "I fancy you have gained quite a victory. What a fine thing it would be, if you were always a brave general, and gained victories for the right." After that, she went to a store with Harold, and waited while he did some errands. While they were there, Albert came skipping back to ask Jennie to go home with him to tea; that mamma said so, and she had a real nice tea for him, "because it's my birthday, you know."