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sunset. “Oh, that men would praise the Lord for His goodness unto the children of men.” T h e S teady L ight What should we think of a lighthouse keeper who kept his lamp burning only dur ing certain hours of the night? It is the steady gleam of Minot’s Ledge Light that cheers through all the long hours of the night the sailor battling with wind and wave. So, at times wheen we little realize it, the shining forth of our faith may bring hope to “some forlorn and ship-wrecked brother.” T h e Ship T h a t I* W aiting fo r Me As I stand by the Cross on the lone mountain’s crest Looking over the ultimate sea, In the gloom of the mountain, a ship lies at rest; And one sails away from the lea. One spreads its white wings on a far-reach ing track With pennant and sheet flowing free; One hides in the shadow with sails laid z aback— The ship that is waiting for me. But, lo, in the distance the clouds break away! The gate’s glowing portals I see; And I hear from the outgoing ship in the bay The song of the sailors in glee; So I think of the luminous footprints that bore The comfort o’er dark Galilee, And wait for the signal to go to the shore To the ship that is waiting for me. —Bret Harte.
familiar to many: “I’ll praise my Maker while I’ve breath.” To the very last he praised Ghd, and even when His tongue ceased to praise Him, his heart made mel ody to the "Lord. R ew ard of D iligence Edison does not invent anything by acci dent or without hard work. “Are your dis coveries often brilliant intuitions?” he was asked. “I never did anything worth doing by accident,” he replied ; “nor did any oi my inventions come indirectly through acci dent, except the phonograph. No, when I have fully decided that a result is worth getting, I go ahead on it and make trial after trial .until it comes.” Joy in Service St. Francis, who died bending over his crucifix on the naked shore of China, amid intense physical pain, left as his dying tes timony: , “If there be such a thing in this life as true and solid enjoyment, it is the joy of those who have toiled in the service of the Lord.” P raisin g th e L ord In some parts of the Alps it is not unusual for the shepherds to use. their famous horns for a purpose other than that of making the ordinary calls. When the sun is set ting, a shepherd on a peak may put the horn to his .mouth and shout, “Praise God the Lord.” The message rings through the mountains, and is re-echoed from the neigh boring heights. Another shepherd will respond with the same words, and the shout of triumph “Praise Got} the Lord” may pass from mountain to mountain for perhaps a quarter of an hour during the period of
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