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gone home. Brother N. W. Allen, married down south, and
John M athers to Miss Julia Tucker. Brother Heddenburg is in
Springfield. I believe M. has concluded not to marry, but to
keep house for her father. Moses C. lives and prospers in
Petersburgh Circuit.

Jllarc/L 13th. Icommence again, not having time to finish
when lcommenced. [record with sorrow the death of our
child, aged eight months. The affliction of one short week,
carried him beyond the sorrows incident to mortality, to rest
with God. 0 it was a trial to see him sink in death, and bear
him to the grave. But now, thank God,

“ The storm that wrecks the winter sky,
No more disturbs his sweet repose,

Than summer evening’s latest sigh,
That shuts the rose.”

The Lord has given us some tokens for good ; we have some
glorious prayer and class meetings. Thirteen joined on my
last round. I expect Brother Wallace with me at a protracted
meeting next week; can you not come too?

Well, Brother George, how do you get along in religion?
This is the subject all iimportrmt. Time, in its rapid roll, still
bears us on. The sun stood still in Gibeon, but time did not
stand still. The sun went back ten degrees on the dial of
Ahaz, but time rolled on with unremitting speed. Mutation
is Written all around us. The little flower, so bright, is nipped
by the untimely frost of winter. The rainbow is beautiful,
but it passes away with the weeping cloud. And 0 how soon
the fleeting years of time will be lost amid the mighty cycles
of eternity. And yet, my brother, we know that on this inch
of time hang everlasting things. Lord, help us to stamp every
moment with improvement. Now, if God has entrusted to us
the care of souls immortal, how should we pray and labor, lest
we should lose a prize so dear!

Brother George, Ishall never forget our band society, and
“young men’s” prayer meeting; these were precious seasons
Though I view my brethren falling round me, the hope of im

mortality makes “the valley of the shadow” flame with the

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