The Forrest City times., 1889-11-23

,"ste<a@ know what would become of mOthcrn Therc were men who. think, had not pray cd for thirty years, who then got down on their kneea. When amau who has neglect ed God all his life feels that he has como to his last time, it makes very busy night All of our sins and shortcomings passed through our minds. My own life seemed utterly unsatisfactory. Icould only say, 'Here, Lord, take me as I am. 1 cannot mend matters now. Lord Jesus, thou didst die for the chief of sinners. That's mo 1t seems, Lord, as if my work is done. and poorly done, and upon thy infinite mercy cast myself, and in this hour of shipwreck and darkness commit myself and her whom l hold by the hand to thee. o Lord Jesus ! praying that it may be short struggle in the water, and that at tho same instant we may both arrive in gloryr' Oh! tell you man prays straight to the mark when he has cyclone above him, an ocean beneath him, and eternity so close to him that he can feel it's breath on his cheek.
 The night was long. At last we saw tho dawn looking through the port holes. As in the olden time, in the fourth watch of tho night, Jesus came walking on the sea, from wave cliff to wave cliff and when he puts his foot upon pillow, trough it may r. tossed up with might it goes down. hc cried to the winds, Hush l They knew his voice. The waves knew his foot They died away. And in the shining track of his feet read these letters on scrolls of foam and fire, ''rhe earth shall be filled with the Knowledge of God as tho waters cover the sea" The ocean calm cd. Tho path of the steamer became moro and more mild until, on the last morning out the sun threw round about us glory such as never witnessed before. God made a pavement of mosaic, reaching from horizon to horizon, for all the splendors of earth and heaven to walk upon--a pavement bright enough for the foot of seraph--bright enough for the wheels of tho archangel's chariot. As a parent embraces child, and kisses away its griet, so over that sea, that had been writhing in agony in the tempest the morning threw its arms of beauty and of benediction, and the lips of earth and heaven met
 As came on deck-it was very early, and we were nearing the shore--I saw . few sails against the sky. They seemed like the spirits of tho night walking tho pillows I leaned over the taffrail of the vessel and said, "Thy way. 0 God, Is tn the sea, and thy path in the great waters
 It grew lighter. The clouds were hung in purple clusters along the sky; and. as if those purple clusters were pressed into red winc and poured out upon the sea, every wave turned into crimson. Wonder, fire cleft stood opposite to fire cleft; and here cloud, rent and tinged with light, seemed like palace, with flames bursting from the windows The whole scene lighted up until 1t seemed az If tho angels of God were ascending and descending upon stairs of fire, and tho wayecrests, changed into jasper, and crystal, and ame. thyst as they were flung toward the beach, made mo think of tho crowns of heaven cast before the throne of the great Jehovah. I leaned over the taffrail again, and said, with more emotion than before !: Thy way. Q God, is as the sea, and thy path in tho great watcrs"
 So, thought will be tho going off of the storm and night Of the Christians life The darkness will fold it's tents and away 1 Tho golden feet of Inc rising morn will come skipping unon the mountains, and all the wrathful pillows of the worlds woo break into the splcndor ol eternal joy And so We come into the harbor The cyclone behind us. Our friends before us. God. who is always good, ali around us. And if the roll of tho crew and tho passengers had been called seven hundred souls would have answered 10 tbeif names. Ana so it came 10 pass that we all escaped safe to land" And may God grant that when all our Sabbaths ori earth aro ended that, through tho rich mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ, We all have weathered the galel
 Into the harhar of heaven now wa glide,
 Home at la@tl
 softly we drift on the bright siiser tide.
 Home at last
 Glory to God, All our dangers OCT
 Wc stand seeurr on the .loriied shore.
 Glory to God, we will shout evermoru.
 Homo at last
 Home at last