Through Ages, Through Eternity, What

Poetry Creates Life; Science Dissects Death.

Cold Hearts Are Not Anxious Enough To Doubt. Men Who Love Will Have Their Misgivings At Times; That Is Not The Evil. But The Evil Is, When Men Go On In That Languid, Doubting Way, Content To Doubt, Proud Of Their Doubts, Morbidly Glad To Talk About Them, Liking The Romantic Gloom Of Twilight, Without The Manliness To Say,--i Must And Will Know The Truth. That Did Not John. Brethren, John Appealed To Christ.

Simpler Manners, Purer Lives; More Self-denial; More Earnest Sympathy With The Classes That Lie Below Us, Nothing Short Of That Can Lay The Foundations Of The Christianity Which Is To Be Hereafter, Deep And Broad.

There Is A Mighty Gulf Between Those Who Love And Those Who Do Not Love God To The One Class We Owe Civility, Courtesy, Kindness, Even Tenderness. It Is Only Those Who Love The Lord Who Should Find In Our Hearts A Home.

By Experience; By A Sense Of Human Frailty; By A Perception Of "the Soul Of Goodness In Things Evil;" By A Cheerful Trust In Human Nature; By A Strong Sense Of God's Love; By Long And Disciplined Realization Of The Atoning Love Of Christ; Only Thus Can We Get A Free, Manly, Large, Princely Spirit Of Forgiveness.