THIS is a question of thrilling interest; one that must be decided in the light of eternity. Soon that decision must be made, the question, as solemn as it is, must be solved. May the Lord help us so to live that we can give an answer of peace. As the heavens are higher than the earth, as far as light exceeds darkness, or happiness misery, so far do eternal things outweigh the fading and transitory things of earth. Could we but have an insight into Heaven, could all those indescribable glories be revealed to our enraptured vision, could we but listen to the music that flows from angels' harps, the outgushing songs of the redeemed, ah then how would earth with all its pomp and glory, with all its delusive dreams of happiness sink into insignificance. The hours of probation are about to be closed. My soul how is it with thee? Soon the scale will be turned either for life or death, and the cases of all be unalterably fixed. The signs of the times, the fulfillment of prophecy accompanied by the Holy Spirit warn us to be ready. Oh let us not linger so near our eternal home. But let our zeal be in proportion to that which we are aspiring for. Then when the conflicts of life are o'er, the last great struggle of earth finished, yonder amid the unfading glories of the upper world we can say, "It is well." Ashfield, Mass. June 29th, 1865.