The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1875-10-08
NO. 3.
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BT MACKEr.
Talking of sccts till late one eve,
i OF the various doctrines the saints believes
That night stood In % troubled dream.
BY the side of a darkly flowing stream
And a churehman down TO the river easner
when heard a Arrange voice ea1l his name.
tide, : -
You must leave yourobes On the otasev side.
But the aged father-did not mind;
And his long gown foated out behind
As down the stream his way he took is
Ills pale hand eiasping his guilt edged beck.
s.I'm bound for Heaven; and when I,m
there,
And though put on starry crown
should feel quite lost without my gown.'y
Then he fixed hfs eye on the shining track.
And the poor old father tried in vain
A single step In the food to galn-
saw him again on the other ssle.
But his silk gown floatedl on the tide.
And no one asked in that bIissful sD0R
w neither he belonged to stuse Church, or
not.
His dress OF a sober hue was aale<
my coat and hat mast be all of gray:
cannot go any other way.''
Then he bustoned his coat ssrafeas r,p 10 hs. !.
And steadily, solenanIy waded In.
And his broactbrim'd hat he pulled down
tight 9T- = = -
Over his forehead so cold and white.
But strong wind carried away his hat;
\ m moment he silently sighed over that; 2
The coat slipped off and was seen no more.
AS he entered Heaven, hfs suit or gray
Went quietly sailing away. away;
And none OF the angels questioned him
About the width of his beavers brim.
Next came DIR. Watts, with bundle or
Plsams
Tied nicely up in his aged arms,
And hymns as many, very wise thing,
That the people IN heaven tall rpGudss
might sing.
But thought that he heaved an anxious
sigh
As he saw that the river ran broad and bfgf.
And looked rather surprised as one by one,
The Psalms and Hymns in the waves went
down.
And after him, with his MSS,
Game Wesley, the pattern of godlIness,
Ine- wafer has soaked them through and
through"
And there ON The river far and wide.
Away they went, down the swelling tide.
And the saint, astonislled, passed through
Without his manuscripts, up to the throne.
Then graveIy walking, two saints by name.
Down to the stream together came:
But as they stopped atsSEse rivers brink,
saw one saint from the Ncther shrink.
'sprinkIed or plunged, may I ask you
How you attained to Iife's great endp,,
!. .I,L nus, with few drops ON my brow,''
bit L have been dipped, as You'll see me
And really think it win hardly do.
AS I'm close communion to cross with
YOU'RE bound, know, to the realms Of
But You must go that way, and III go this.''
Then straightway plunging, with ALI his
Away to the left, his friend to the right.
Apart they went from this world OF sin.
5ut at last together they entered in.
And now, when the river was rolling ON.
! Presbyterian Church went down;
f women there seemed an innumerable
throng,
But the men could count ~ they passed
along.
And concerning the road they could never
agree,
he Old or the New wav. which should
It be,
Tor even a moment r,ausetl tr, th,nRr
hat both would lead to the rivers hv;ntr
md sound of murnurinp long and 1o,,1
anne ever mp from the moving crowd:
1oo're n the Old way, and I'm ia tho
Nat = SS~; ts,n
r. s.T,,n n "S m ar,I nId Ills @ Is me true;