reserve, as those who at the front of the battle do the actual fighting.

It matters not if men roll my name about in slanderous reports, as a boy would roll a foot-ball down a dirty street, so long as the cause of God succeeds.

But is the gate out of which hell comes; and If is the other leaf of that gate, for it is a double-leaved one. If and but have destroyed more souls than any fiend in hell.

A man who with open eye and clear understanding permits wrong to be done without protest and without resistance up to the measure of his power, has responsibility for the sum total of all that wrong. If in a partnership two, three, or four men proceed upon a deliberately dishonest method of conducting business, and one man knowing that it is wrong, is peaceable, the responsibility is his. Nobody has a right to be peaceable when there is sin around, and when it is surrounding him. If there is this wrong doing he cannot say to himself, "There are four partners and I shall only have about a fourth part of this responsibility". You have the whole of it! God does not make dividends in those things.

I hate a man built on the pattern of a wasp, beautiful all the way down, with all his forces centered in a sting.

Many a man will steal or embezzle, for years, and never once call it by the right name never! If he happen to say to himself, "I am a thief", he will spring back as if God had spoken to him; it is like poison to him. "Thief!" I don't believe you could make many men steal in that way; but financiering is a very different thing. Call it "stealing?" Oh, no; call it an arrangement. Call it "thieving?" Oh, no;

call it an unfortunate affair. Call it "robbery?" Oh, no; an unfortunate mistake. We talk about bandaging our eyes, but I think men bandage their eyes with their mouths oftener than in any other way.

A fit speech is like a sweet and favorite tune. Once struck out it may be sung or played forever. It flies from man to man, and makes its nest in the heart as birds do in trees.

The tongue is the key-board of the soul. But it makes a world of difference who sits to play upon it.

The tongue of man cannot be described. It has deep and inward relations. It has national and political bearings. It is the silver bell of the soul, or the iron and crashing hammer of the anvil. It is like a magician's wand, full of all incantation and witchery; or it is a sceptre in a king's hands and sways with imperial authority.

There never has been yet upon the face of this earth, under any kingdom, in any period, anywhere, such an exhibition of submission to the Divine will as has been shown by the slaves of America. There were four millions of men during our war that knew just as well as their masters did that this was a war either for slavery or for liberty; they were couched down in the families of their masters, and the Southern armies had drafted almost every able-bodied man away from the plantations and away from the villages, and the land was really in the power of the Africans that were left at home; they knew their wrongs, they knew that their children had been sold from their arms; they knew that they lived in darkened huts and cottages, deprived of the elements of civilization; they were sensitive to it; and yet during that whole period of five years there was never a record made of cruelty on the part of the slaves to the helpless families of their masters. There never was an insurrection during that period in all the length and breadth of the

Southern States. Prayers there were, and singing and tears for deliverance, and faith in God that the day was coming and that they were to be free; but they sat down in perfect patience and in fidelity to their masters during that great struggle. If there ever were men, by multitudes, by millions, that fulfilled the Apostolic comr..and to be faithful to those that were their masters in the Lord, it was the American slaves.

Everywhere, the best heroes in the world are those that have no trumpets blared before them. After times will praise them.

It is only so much of Christ as we carry to heaven, that will make us heroes there.

It is not doing great things that constitutes heroism; it is not doing brilliant things; it is doing things which indicate an appreciation of a higher manhood.

Occasions do not make heroes; they merely develop them. Where it is shown it belongs to a man, and it merely flashes out upon occasion.

Do not think that conspicuity is necessary to hero

ism. Only now and then is a gold vein found and brought to light; but the mountains are full of gold veins. Only now and then is a pearl found and worn; but there are myriads of pearls hidden in oysters beneath the waters of the sea. And there are many heroes obscured by coverings as homely as the oyster; and when God makes up his jewels, not one of them shall be left out. Do not say, "Nobody will know it if I am heroic". Yes; somebody will know it whose touch is immortality, whose love is better than ownership of the round world, and who has reserved for you a life higher than that of the body, nobler than that of the flesh.

It is a glorious thing to have a freshet in the soul! To have the better feelings overflow their banks and carry out of the channel all the dull obstructions of ordinary life. It reveals us to ourselves. It aug

ments the sense of being. In these higher moods of feeling there is intuitional moral instruction, to the analysis of which the intellect comes afterward with slow steps.

There is but one first time to anything; and he is foolish indeed that squanders it by giving himself to analysis, instead of yielding himself to sympathy and enthusiasm ; and the more artless and unashamed his enjoyment, the better. Pleasure and inspiration first, analysis afterward.