A Depressing And Difficult Passage Has Prefaced

Remorse Is The Poison Of Life.

We Know That God Is Everywhere; But Certainly We Feel His Presence Most When His Works Are On The Grandest Scale Spread Before Us; And It Is In The Unclouded Night-sky, Where His Worlds Wheel Their Silent Course, That We Read Clearest His Infinitude, His Omnipotence, His Omnipresence.

Men Judge Us By The Success Of Our Efforts. God Looks At The Efforts Themselves.

A Ruffled Mind Makes A Restless Pillow.

For Those Who Are Not Hungry, It Is Easy To Palaver About The Degradation Of Charity.