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The Seventh-Day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · November 27, 1879

FromThe Advent Review and Sabbath Herald, Vol. 54, No. 22

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“A little balm, and a little honey, spices, and myrrh, nuts and almonds.” Gen. 43:11.

—JUDGE not thy fellow till thou art similarly situated.

—GOD warms the earth with snow; can he not also warm the soul with grief?

—THERE is no salvation of the soul, no hope of everlasting life, but in the cross.

—IF you want enemies, excel others; if you want friends, let others excel you.—Colton.

—IN matters of conscience, first thoughts are best; in matters of prudence, last thoughts are best.

—A MAN truly good is inexhaustible in good will and happy thoughts to yield pleasure to others.

—WE cannot believe in the experiences and projects of great souls until we have had such ourselves.

—HANDLE rough-sided men carefully. It pays to take a little time when we are opening chestnut-burs.

—ONLY what we have wrought into our characters during life can we take away with us.—Humboldt.

—IT is not till the thoughts can find rest in nothing but God, that a man is drawn close to God himself and becomes his.

—IT is wonderful what strength and boldness of purpose and energy of will come from the feeling that we are in the way of duty.

—THE minds of some people are like the pupil of the human eye, and contract themselves the more the stronger light there is shed upon them.—Thomas Moore.

—THE red heart sends its instincts up to the white brain to be analyzed, chilled, blanched; and so become pure reason. The current should run the other way; the cold, calm thought should always travel to the lips via the heart.—O. W. Holmes.

LOSS.

—Once I lost a single pearl In a sea of gloom and fear; And it lay beneath the waves Many a sad and empty year. Then there came a voice to me: “Cast thy net into the sea!” So I cast, and drew the line— Lo! twelve pearls encrusted mine! Thus, whene’er the Father takes Precious gifts I fain would keep, Somewhere in his sea, I know, With his gems they safely sleep. Melt the days, like dreams, away, Till I hear the Father say: “Cast thy net into the sea; I have many pearls for thee!” —Paul Pastnor, in Advance.

The turning point in every man’s religious experience is, not when he says, “I believe,” but when he says, “I will.” A man is not a Christian in proportion to the amount of truth he puts into his creed, but in proportion to the amount of truth he puts into his life.—Dr. J. Walker.