meet him. . . . And they that were ready went in with him to the marriage; and the

aid, Verily, I say unt

neither the day nor the hour w

there was a sound of chairs being moved and we all went down upon our knees to pray. Following the usage i

lamps whose flickering flames were so soon to be extinguished, leaving them in the gloom without before that closed door, closed against them irrevocably and forever. . . . And a time could come then when it would be too late; when the Saviour wear

tch therefore, for ye know neither the day nor the hour wherein the Son of man cometh." If he should come to-night, was ever my thought, I would be awakened by a noise as of the sound of rushing waters, by the blare

days merely because in relating something I had not reported it precisely as it had happened. And to such a point did I carry my squeamishness of conscience that when I had finished with my recital or statement I would murmur in a low voice, in the tone of one who tells over his bead

wer: "I expect to be a minister,"-and to me the religious vocation seemed the very grandest one. And those abou

e than the tiniest and most colorless corner-seemed to me a thing very near at hand. With a blending of impatience and mortal fear I thought of myself as soon to be clothed in a resplendent white robe, as soon to be seated in a great splend