Men Are Immortal Till Their

There Is A Ruler Above, And His Providence Guides All Things. He Is Our Friend And Has Plenty Of Work For All His People To Do. It Is Such A Blessing And A Privilege To Be Led Into His Work Instead Of Into The Service Of The Hard Taskmasters - The Devil And Sin.

.... The Brisk Exercise Imparts Elasticity To The Muscles, Fresh And Healthy Blood Circulates Through The Brain, The Mind Works Well, The Eye Is Clear, The Step Is Firm, And A Day's Exertion Always Makes The Evening's Repose Thoroughly Enjoyable.

It Is Hard To Work For Years With Pure Motives, And All The Time Be Looked Upon By Most Of Those To Whom Our Lives Are Devoted As Having Some Sinister Object In View.

I View The End Of The Geographical Feat As The Beginning Of The Missionary Enterprise.

Providence Seems To Call Me To The Regions Beyond