A WHITE and an Indian were both brought under conviction at the same time. The Indian, whose conviction was deep, soon found joy and peace in believing; while the white man continued in darkness and distress for a long time. Seeing the Indian one day, who enjoyed the sweet consolations of religion; “Why,” said the white man, “should there be such a difference? Why has God forgiven your sins while I go mourning? I have done all that I can do, but find no comfort.” “Suppose,” said the Indian, “there came along a great prince. He held out to you a suit of clothes, and say:—’Here, take these and welcome.’ You look round, little ashamed, and say; ‘No! my clothes pretty good yet—they do little longer—thank you Sir.’ Then the prince, little angry, say:—’Here, Sam, take this suit. I look my old blanket—all rags, cold, dirty,—thank you sir. Poor Indian now be warm and happy.'”—The Christian Recorder.