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TIOt{OF APOSTOIAQ CnRISTIÄUTY
MONMOUTH, OREGON ; FRIDAY, AUGUST 3, 1883.
VOL XIII.
Then he-buttoned his coat straight up to And now, when the river was rolling on,
EDITORIAL NOTES.
A Presbyterian church went down ;
his chin,
Of women there seemed an innumerable
New subscribers are coming in,
And steadily, solemnly waded in ;
—i—-—-— --------- and we are glad to know that some
ALd'htrWdad-brimmed hat he putted “—“throng,
But the men I could count as they
down tight
of our agents are pushing the work.
passed along.
Over his forthead, so cold and white.
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But a strong wind carried away his hat; And concerning the road they could
A moment he silently sighed over that,
never agree,
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aentimontH expressed by onr contributors, bnt
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Hunt judge for themselves. We intend to give
apace for the free expression of opinion, within
the limits of sound d were don, and the good of
the cause ; bnt not be held as indorsing what
others may write.
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And no one asked in that blissful spot
Whether he belonged to the ” Church
or not.
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And
bliss,
Rut you must go (hat way and I'll'go
this.”
G emu of Poetry.
Christ appeared to each accord­
ing as he was worthy —like as it is
Then down to the river a Quaker Then straightway plunging with all bis written of manna when God sent
might
strayed—
bread from heaven to the children
Away to the left—his friend to the right,
His dress of a sober hue was made.
Apart they went from this world of sin, of Israel, which adapted itself to
“ My coat and has must be of gray,
every taste.— Origen,
Bat M together they entered in.
I oaaavt go any other way/'
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The poem we print this week is
not as “ orthodox ” in all its ex-
pressions as we* woïnTTTÎcë7TïïT~ ”we
give it for what it is worth.
The coat slipped off and was seen no
be ; ~
more.
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Not even a moment paused to think,
That both would lead to the river’s
As he entered Heaven his suit of grey
Bro. S. Bonney writes us that
brink.
Went quickly sailing—away—away ;
the brethren at Sumner hope to»
And none of the angels questioned him Ot, " I’m in the old way and you’re in
begin work on their new house of
About the width af his beaver's brim.
the new : /
worship in course of a month.
Next came Dr. Watts with a bundle of This is the false, and that is the true,”
BuTtBe breltrffin Ofily lwemBd to speak,
psalm b
• Prof. Yates, of Christian College,
Modest the sisters walked, and meek.
Tied nicely up in his aged arms,
hymns as many—a very wise But if ever one of them chanced to say,
thing
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All matter intended for pulllcatiou in this
What trouble she met with on the way—
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rtxpuld be writtcuj:,,.,
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Thafihe
people
in
Heaven
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all
aromSd
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How she longecT to pafl’ff to the other
1. On one side of the sheet only.
2. In a plain legible hand.
might sing.
side,
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3. Let there be plenty” of space lietweon the
lines.
Nor
dared to cross over the swelling
But I thought that he heaved an anxious
4. Write with a pen instead of a pencil, so
tide,—
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sigh,
that it may not be defaced in transit,
5. Write brief articles.
As he saw that the river ran broad and
C. Expect no attention to article
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notices, or
A voice arose from the brethren then ;
high,
nnertea not 'cooiupaaied by yonr name.
Let no one spoak but the “ holy men,”
And looked rather surprised as, one by
For have you not heard the words of
one,
NO SECTS IN HEAVEN,
Paul,
The psalms and hymns in the waves
Oh, let the women keep silence all ?
went down.
- Talking of sects till late one eve,
* ” Of the various doctrines the Baints ber- And after'him withliis MBS., ’
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I watched them long-in my curious
dream,
lieve,
Came Wesley^ the pattern of godliness,
That night I stood in a troubled dream But he cried, “ Dear me, what shall I- Till they stood by the borders of the
stream ?
By the side of a darkly-flowing stream.
do?
Then
just as I thought the two ways
And a “ Churchman ” down to the river The water has soaked them through and
met,
through.”
came,
But all the brethren were talking yet—
When 1 heard a strange voice call his And there on the river far and wide,
name,’
And would talk cn till the heaving tide,
... . Away they went on the swollen tide ;
“ Good father, stop ; when you cross And the saint, astonished, passed Carried them over side by side ;
this tide,
Side by side for the way was one—
through alone,
You must leave your robes on the other Without the manuscript up to the The toilesome journey of life was done,—
side.
throne.
I saw them all on the other side,
” I’m bound for Heaven ; and when I’m Then gravely walking, two saints by There was no deception, no chance to
there
name,
hide
I shall want my Book of Common Down to the stream together came,
The life they had lived, the work they
Prayer;
But as they stopped at the river’s brink,
had done,
And though I put on a starry crown,
I saw one saint from the other shrink.
Made many poor sduls as bright as the
I should feel quite lost without my
sun.
"Sprinkle or plunge—may I ask you,
gown,”
friend,
And the priest and Quaker, all who
Then he fixed hTs eye on the shining How you attend to life’s great end ?”
died,
track,
" Thus with a few drops on ray brow,
Came out alike on the other side :
But his robes were heavy and held him But I have been dipped as you see me No forms, or crosses, or books had
back ;
now.
they—
And the poor old father tried in vain
No
gowns
of silk, or suits of grey,
“ And really I think it will hardly do,
A single step in the Rood to gain.
No
creeds
to
guide them, or MBS.,
As I'm ‘ close communion,' to cross
For all had put on Christ's righteous­
with you ;
I saw him again on tho other side,
ness.
You are bound I know, to the realms of
But his silk gown floated on the tide,
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NO. 31
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** comes to our assistance this
week with his article for our edit-
orialpage on-, the Sunday-school
work. Read it.
The editor is suffering this week
frQUL.a bar! felon on his thumb. In
fact he is bed-fast part of the time,
and has slept but little for more
than a week. This will account
for the lack of our usual amount of
editorial matter in thheissue.
The following brief note from
Bro. I. G. Davidson, of Portland,
under date of 24th ult. is sad news
to us. He says : " My baby, aged
ten months, died last evening. Will
take its remains to Salem and
place along side of its mother.”
It has only been a short time since
our brother lost his dear wife, and
now eomes his darling baby. This
is a severe trial on him, and he has
our deepest sympathy. But thank
God, there is to be a resurrection
when the righteous and the babes
will be called forth to enjoy eternal
happiness.
Even now they are
being cared for in the arms of
Jesus. “ Suffer little children to
come unto Me, and forbid them not,,
for of such is the kingdom of
heaven.”
The following card from Bro.
Morrison, of Albany, under date of
24th ult. fully explains itself:
Dear Bro. Floyd:
Yours of the 16th inst. and also
the H erald came duly to hand. I
was in lied very sick at the time,
and w’as happy indeed to be re-
lucmbei’ed by you. About quo
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