and He takes care that we shall not get entirely wedded to the concerns of earth. Our afflictions wean us from the world. They lead us to say with Job, "I would not live alway." They tend through the power of the Holy Ghost to set our affections "on those things which are above, where Christ sitteth at God's right hand." Do we lose property? then we are reminded of the Savior's words, "Lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt, and where thieves do not break through nor steal." Are we in bodily affliction? then we are led to think of which it is said, "There shall be no more death, neither sorrow nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain." Are we bereaved? then we are in circumstances to appreciate the Savior's words, "I will come again and receive you to myself, that where I am there ye may be also." Who among us has not been greatly blessed ultimately, though not perhaps just at the moment, through bereavement? It has given a realness, a nearness, and interest to the life beyond which nothing else could have created. When our friends passed through the gate, they took a large part of us with them; our thoughts are more in heaven now that they are there; our hearts are more in the better land, because they are in it, and we feel that it will be an easier thing for us to die, now that those we know so well and loved so dearly have passed on before us. Ah, friends! is it not thus by bereavement more than most other things, that God prepares us for going hence? I have about as large a congregation in heaven now as I have here on earth, and as the years revolve the heavenly one will become the greater; so that I shall be more at home there than here. So the darkness which makes even Christian experience a twilight here is a darkness that disposes him to for the day. We have as much of heaven in the light of earthly light as to give us a fore-taste of its sweetness, and we have as much of trial in our earthly darkness as to make us, like Paul, "desire to depart and to be with Christ, which is far better." __Wm. M. Taylor, D. D.

Nannie Davis, second daughter of William T. and Margaret Hearne, born in Bourbon Co., Ky, Mar. 21, 1857, died Nov. 17, 1877, after seventy days of illness from lung trouble brought on by severe cold and fever.

From her infancy she was one of the best children I ever knew, guileless and unsuspecting in all things, and I can truly say never disobeyed her parents, even in the most trivial matter, and the adage

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