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The Victory over Death.

By H. Bonar

THE issue of the conflict between the saints and death was decided when the Lord arose. He met the enemy on his own territory, his own battle-field, and overcame. He entered the palace of the king of terrors, and there laid hold of the strong man, shaking his dwelling to its foundations as he came forth, carrying away its gates along with him, and giving warning of being about to return, in order to complete his conquest by "spoiling his goods," and robbing him of the treasures he which had kept so long—the dust of sleeping saints.

The first act of spoiling the strong man of his goods begins at the resurrection. Of this we have already spoken generally; but the subject is so largely dwelt upon in Scripture, that something more special is needed. For it is a hope so fruitful in consolation to us who are still sojourners in a dying world like this, and yet so little prized, that we must not pass it slightly by.

Let us look at it in the aspects in which the apostle spreads it out before us in the 15th of his first Epistle to the Corinthians.

The vision which he there holds before us, is one of glory and joy. It is a morning landscape, and contrasts brightly with present night and sorrow. It draws aside the veil that hides from view our much-longed-for

heritage, showing us from our prospect-hill the excellence of the land that shall so soon be ours—plains richer than Sharon, valleys more fruitful than Sibmah, mountains goodlier than Carmel or Lebanon. The then and the now, the there and the here, are strangely diverse. Here the mortal, there the immortal; here the corruptible, there the incorruptible; here the earthly, there the heavenly; here the dominion of death, there death swallowed up of victory; here the grave devouring its prey, there the spoiler of the grave coming forth in resurrection-power, to claim each particle of holy dust, undoing death's handiwork, spoiling the spoiler, bringing forth in beauty that which had been laid down in vileness, clothing with honor that which had been sown in shame.

"The trumpet shall sound, the dead shall be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed!" All this "in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye." Other changes are gradual, this sudden. There is the ebbing and the flowing; there is the growing up into manhood, and the growing down into old age; there is the slow opening of spring into summer, and of summer into autumn; but this shall be unlike all these changes. It shall be instantaneous—like the lightning's flash, or the twinkling of an eye. He who spake and it was done, shall speak again, and it shall be done; he who said, Let there be light, and there was light, shall speak, and light shall come forth out of the grave's thick darkness.

"This corruptible shall put on incorruption!" There will be an entire casting aside of mortality with all its wrappings of corruption, with all its relics of dishonor. Every particle of evil shall be shaken out of us, and "this vile body" transfigured into the likeness of the Lord's own glorious body. We entered this world mortal and corruptible; all our life long we are imbibing mortality and corruption, becoming more and more thoroughly mortal and corruptible; the grave sets its seal to all this, and crumbles us down into common earth. But the trumpet sounds, and all this is gone. Mortality falls off and all pertaining to it is left behind. No more of dross or disease in our frame. We can then defy sickness, and pain, and death. We can say to our bodies, be pained no more; to our limbs, be weary no more; to our lips, be parched no more; to our eye, be dim no more.

"O death, where is thy sting?" He that hath the power of death is the devil, the old serpent, and he torments us here. Sin gave him his sting; and the law gave sin its strength; but now that sin has been forgiven and the law magnified, the sting is plucked out. The stinging begins with our birth; for life throughout is one unceasing battle with death, until, for a season, death conquers, and we fall beneath his power. But the prey shall be taken from the mighty and his victims rescued for ever. Now sin has passed away, and what has become of death's sting—its sharpness, its pain, its power to kill? It cannot touch the immortal and incorruptible!

"O grave, where is now thy victory?" A conqueror all along hast thou been—never yet baffled—thy course one perpetual triumph—the ally of death, following in his footsteps; not only smiting down the victim, but devouring it, taking it into thy den, and consuming it bone by bone, till every particle is crumbled into dust, as if to make victory so sure that a retrieval of it would be absolutely impossible. Yet thy victories are over; the tide of battle is turned in the twinkling of an eye. Look at these rising myriads—thou canst hold them no longer: thou thoughtest them thy prey, when they were but given to keep for a little moment. See these holy ones, without one spot, not one stain on which thy sting, O death, can fasten; not a weakness, which might encourage thee again to hope for a second victory! All thy doings of six thousand years undone in a moment! Not a scar remaining from all thy many wounds; not a trace, or disfigurement, or blot—all perfection—eternal beauty! And look at these other holy ones, also glorified! They have not tasted death, nor passed down into the grave. Over them thou hast had no power. Thou hast waged war with them in vain. They have seen no corruption, and they remain monuments that thou wert not invincible. They have defied thy power, and now they are beyond thy reach!

Ah, this is VICTORY! It is not escaping by stealth out of the hands of the enemy, it is conquering him! It is not bribing him to let us go; it is open and triumphant victory—victory which not only routs and disgraces the enemy, but swallows him up—victory achieved in righteousness, and in behalf of those who had once been "lawful captives."

And the victor, who is he? Not we, but our Brother-king. His sword smote the mighty one, and under his shield we have come off conquerors. The wreath is his of victorious battle, not ours; we are the trophies, not the conquerors. He overcame. How? By allowing himself to be overcome! He plucked the sting from death. How? By allowing it to pierce himself! He made the grave to let go its hold. How? By going down into its precincts and wrestling with it in the greatness of his strength. He brought round the law which was against us to be upon our side. How? By giving the law all that it sought, so that it could ask no more either at him or of us.

How complete the victory over us seemed for a while to be! yet how complete the reversal! These enemies are not only conquered, but more than conquered. No trace of their former conquests remains. We not only live, but are made immortal. We not only are rescued from the corruption of the grave, but made incorruptible for ever.

Victory, then, is our watchword. We entered on the conflict at first, assured of final victory by Him who said, "I am the resurrection and the life; he that believeth on me, though he were dead yet shall he live, and whosoever liveth and believeth on me shall never die;"—by Him who to all his many promises of spiritual life and blessing added this, "and I will raise him up at the last day." When taking up sword and shield, we were sure of success; we could boast when putting on the harness as he that putteth it off in triumph. Victory was our watchword during every conflict, even the hardest and the sorest. Victory was our watchword on the bed of death, in the dark valley, when going down for a season into the tomb. Victory is to be our final watchword when re-appearing from the grave, leaving mortality beneath us, and ascending to glory.

"Then shall Jehovah God wipe away tears from off all faces." Isa. xxv, 8; xxx, 19; xxxv, 10; lx, 20; Jer. xxxi, 12; Rev. vii, 17; xxi, 4. We shall weep no more. The furrows of past tears are effaced. Tears of anguish, tears of parting, tears of bereavement, tears of adversity, tears of heart-breaking sorrow, these are forgotten. We cannot weep again. The fountain of tears is dried up. God our Lord wipes off all tears. It is not time that heals the sorrows of the saints, or dries up their tears; it is God; God himself; God alone. He reserves this for himself, as if it were his special joy. The world's only refuge in grief is time, or pleasure; but the refuge of the saints is God. This is the true healing of the wound; and the assurance to us that tears once wiped away by God cannot flow again.

"The rebuke of his people shall he take away from off all the earth." Isa. xxv, 8. Rebuke, reproach, persecution, have been the church's lot on earth. The world hated the Master, and they have hated the servant. The "reproach of Christ," [Heb. xi,] is a well-known reproach. Shame for his name is what his saints have been enduring, and shall endure until he comes again. But all this is to be reversed. Soon the world's taunt shall cease. They shall scorn no more; they shall hate no more; they shall revile no more, and no more cast out our names as evil. Honor crowns the saints, and their enemies are put to shame. It is but one day's reviling before men, and then an eternity of glory in the presence of God, and of the Lamb. Then the name of saint shall be a name of glory; both in earth and in heaven.

Why shrink then from the world's reproach, when it is but a breath at the most, and when we know that it so soon shall cease? Why not rejoice that we are counted worthy to suffer shame for the name of Jesus, when we know that all that affliction here is not worthy to be compared with the glory that shall be revealed in us? The morning, and the glory which the morning brings with it, will more than compensate for all. Let us be of good cheer, then, and press onward, through evil report as well as through good, having respect unto the recompense of reward.

"Creation shall be delivered from the bondage of corruption into the glorious liberty of the sons of God." That morning which brings resurrection to us brings restitution to creation—deliverance to a groaning earth. The same Lord that brings us out of the tomb, rolls back the curse from off creation, effacing the vestiges of the first Adam's sin, and presenting a fresh memorial of the second Adam's righteousness. Happy world! when the curse is obliterated, when the bondage is broken, when the air is purged, when the soil is cleansed, when the grave is emptied, and when the risen saints take the throne of creation to rule in righteousness with the sceptre of the righteous King.

Resurrection is our hope; our hope in life, our hope in death. It is a purifying hope. It is a gladdening hope. It comforts us when laying in the grave the clay of those whom we have loved. It refreshes and elevates when we remember how much precious dust earth has received since the day of righteous Abel. How sweet that name—RESURRECTION! It pours life into each vein and vigor into each nerve at the very mention of it!

It is not carnal thus to bend over the clay-cold corpse and long for the time when these very limbs shall move again; when that hand shall clasp ours as of old; when those eyes shall brighten; when those lips shall resume their suspended utterance; when we shall feel the throbbings of that heart again! No, it is scriptural, it is spiritual. Some may call it sentimental; but it is our very nature. We cannot feel otherwise, even if we would. We cannot but love the clay. We cannot but be loth to part with it. We cannot but desire its reanimation. The nature that God has given us can be satisfied with nothing less. And with nothing less has God purposed to satisfy it. "Thy brother shall rise again." "Them that have been laid to sleep by Jesus will God bring with him."

We feel the weight of that mortality that often makes life a burden; yet we say, "Not that we would be unclothed, but clothed upon, that mortality may be swallowed up of life." We lay within the tomb the desire of our eyes, yet we cling to the remains, and feel as if the earth that struck the coffin were wounding the body on which it falls. At such a moment the thought of opening graves and rising dust is unutterably precious. We shall see that face again. We shall hear that voice again. Our risen friend shall be in very deed—form, look, voice—the friend that we have known and loved. Our risen brother will be all that we knew him here when, hand in hand, we passed through the wilderness together, cheered with the blessed thought that no separation could part us long, and that the grave itself could unlink neither hands nor hearts.—H. Bonar.

A Family Embraces the Sabbath

By Susan Elmer

From Sister Elmer.

DEAR BRO. WHITE:—For the encouragement of others, especially of parents, I would write a few lines; and should it any way encourage the dear saints I shall be doubly compensated. Several years ago it came forcibly to my mind that the seventh day was the Sabbath. I could not see how such reasoning as is brought to support the first day could lay aside the claims of so plain a commandment as God had given us, but still I did not keep it. It seemed as though I could not, as I was alone. I soon quieted my conscience by reasoning thus: if I keep the Sabbath I shall be disturbed by those who keep the first day, and I too shall disturb them. A poor excuse indeed. Thus I went on as before until one day I saw a piece on the Sabbath, written by Bro. Bates. I then commenced keeping it. After I had kept a few Sabbaths, being opposed, and as it did not meet the views of my husband and children, I was tempted to think I might be wrong, and in order to make peace again I kept the first day; but my disobedience was severely tried, for I thought if I kept the seventh day I might be wrong, and to keep the first day I was afraid was not right; but very soon I became established that the seventh day was the Sabbath, and O what light burst into my mind. The Bible was indeed a new book to me.

My eldest daughter likewise kept the Sabbath with me, and it was not long before my companion joined us. And now how anxious I was that the rest of my children might embrace the truth. But I almost despaired of my other daughter's receiving it, she was so accustomed to the popularity and fashions of the world; but I commended her into the hand of God, and at a protracted meeting, for the first time I beheld her on her knees. I will not attempt to describe my feelings nor the joy that filled my heart as I joined the fervent prayers that ascended the throne of grace for her. From that time she kept the Sabbath. Time passed on. I still endeavored to persuade my two sons of the necessity of embracing the last call of mercy; but when I saw their indifference and heard their vain reasoning in order to evade the truth, my heart was pained, and I would go to God and often in the anguish of my spirit implore his aid. One thing which I feared would prove a snare to them was, they were striving for an education. The youngest of the two went to the select school with an intention of going through college; but while engaged at his studies the Spirit strove with him. He became so troubled that he finally left school, requested to have his books sold, and after a thorough investigation he came out decided on the side of truth. And now I could say, "My son is dead and is alive again, was lost and now is found." Thus the Lord has dealt with me. Oh! for a heart to praise him more; for he is good, his tender mercy endureth for ever. I do desire to be consecrated entirely to his service. And now I would say, you that are parents, let your earnest prayers go up night and day for your children. He that goeth forth weeping, bearing precious seed shall doubtless return again with joy, bringing his sheaves with him.

Your unworthy sister. SUSAN ELMER.

Buckland, Mass., June 25th, 1855.

Keeping the Sabbath in Isolation

By A. Pierce

From Bro. Pierce.

DEAR BRO. WHITE:—In the course of the providence of God it has been my lot to change my place of residence, and I am now living in a community where there are no Sabbath-keepers; yet, I still feel the claims of God resting upon me. Having begun, I feel a determination to press my way onward, God

being my helper, till grace shall crown me victorious in the kingdom of immortal glory. When the Sabbath arrives, I retire as much as possible from the world, and with my own dear little family endeavor to remember the Sabbath-day to keep it holy. I never before appreciated the blessings that those enjoy who have the privilege of meeting from time to time and from one Sabbath to another with dear brethren in the Lord, and counselling and comforting each other, while we are waiting, in this our time of patience, the glad-approach of our coming King. I feel more than ever the need of the Review and of reading the doctrines that it inculcates, and also the communications from the brethren and sisters. I feel the necessity of living a holy and godly life. Dear brethren, let us take the whole armor of the Christian warfare and contend earnestly for the faith once delivered to the saints. Let us have our lamps trimmed and burning, and we be as those who are waiting for the coming of their Lord. Let us not sleep as do others, but let us be up and doing, working out our own salvation with fear and trembling.

I feel that if some of the Lord's messengers could come this way that in all probability there might be believers raised up here who would stand bold for the truth. O Brn, pray that the Lord will send faithful laborers into his harvest. It rejoices my heart to hear from brethren and sisters who are determined to overcome by keeping the commandments of God and the testimony of Jesus. Press on, dear brethren. The time of trouble is near. The day of the Lord is soon to be revealed, when your faith and mine, which is more precious than gold, is to be tried. O I want to live so that when our Lord shall come I may be admitted with all of the ancient worthies and the apostles of our dear Lord, and all of the dear saints of our own times, to celebrate the marriage supper of the Lamb. I want to hear the loud voice of the third angel. "Come out of her my people that ye be not partaker of her sins, and that ye receive not of her plagues."

Yours in waiting for the coming kingdom. Eldora, June 17th, 1855. A. PIERCE.

COMMUNICATIONS.

By A. G. Carter

From Bro. Carter.

DEAR SIR:—We now have regular preaching by the F. W. Baptists. The Elder tries to show us our errors, and says this Millerism is leading to infidelity at the rate of locomotive speed. He says if we will keep the first day he should have no objections to our keeping the seventh; but was honest enough to acknowledge we would be breaking the commandments, for we are commanded to work six days; and he also says, either we or Job are wrong, because we believe in the unconscious state of the dead, and then quoted Job xix, 26. Though after my skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God; and then to prove everlasting conscious misery, quoted 2 Thess. i, 9. Who shall be punished with everlasting destruction from the presence of the Lord and the glory of his power. In order to come out of Babylon, brother and sister Bodwell requested a dismissal from the church. The Elder then said that it was better to keep children and try and beat something into them than to let them go out into the world. They have finally dismissed themselves. One of their Brn. seemed to sympathize with us; he said he could not vote for them to go into the world. I then replied I did not think it would be going into the world, because they left a nominal church. He said he thought so, unless we belonged to some branch of the church. I replied if we obeyed the Lord's requirements we then belonged to the church of Christ, without the aid of man's creeds. He then said he should like to see us united and have our officers. I replied we were of one heart and one mind, and had our regular prayer-meeting on the Sabbath, and when it should be necessary to choose officers we should do it according to the Bible rule and bind them with gospel cords. They have their regular preaching, but no other except monthly meetings, and then our little band oftener makes the majority. I would say we are willing to be called poor, despised Millerites if we can only be rich in faith and heirs of the kingdom. I would also say the Review and Instructor are welcome messengers here.

Yours waiting for the Kingdom. A. G. CARTER. Rubicon, June 18th, 1855.

The Review and the Third Angel’s Message

By Nancy Gray

From Sister Gray.

DEAR BRO. WHITE:—The Review is meat and drink to my soul. I would do with one meal a day for the sake of having it. It is truly a welcome messenger. I have kept the Sabbath one year last February. Before I began keeping it, I trusted in what my preacher said, but when I read for myself I did not know how to make the Bible harmonize, but the third angel's message makes all plain. I think all that live out this precious faith are in the narrow and difficult path that leads to life everlasting.

We are enjoying our blessings while persecuted on every side. My prayer is that we may come off more than conquerors through him who died to save us.

Yours in truth and love. NANCY GRAY.

June, 1855.

Patience While Awaiting Christ’s Coming

By Eliza A. Cooper

From Sister Cooper.

DEAR BRO. WHITE:—I esteem it a great privilege to have the Review and read the epistles from the dear brethren and sisters of like precious faith. I feel that I am growing stronger and stronger all the while. The way seems dark sometimes, yet Jesus is at the head, and why need we fear. Praise the name of the Lord, those that put their trust in him need not fear, for he is true to his promise. He has said in his word he would be a father to the fatherless, and the widow's God, and he has been more to me than an earthly father could be. I think the cause of truth lies very near my heart. My sister and myself are mostly alone. We meet with sister Dorsey every Sabbath, and pray with and for each other, and the Lord verifies his promise to us. Truly this world is dark and dreary, and I long to be at home. I see the need of patience, and my prayer daily is, Lord, give me patience, that my heart may be established, for truly the coming of the Lord draweth nigh.

Yours looking for deliverance at the appearing of Jesus, by doing his will. ELIZA A. COOPER. Bath, June 22d, 1855.

Perseverance in the Christian Life

By Isaac Sanborn

From Bro. Sanborn.

Dear Bro. White:—Through the tender mercy of our heavenly Father I am able to write you. I feel much encouraged to perseverance in the divine life, placing all my confidence in God, and relying solely upon his precious promises. O how precious is the word of God to those who love him.

Dear brethren, let us walk uprightly before the Lord, hearken to what his word says, and do all there commanded. Do not think it strange that in these days God has a peculiar people, for he has always had such a people somewhere. Let us be active, living, working people of God, praying for and exhorting each other daily. May God help us all to show our faith by our works, that when our dear Saviour comes our work may be done and we all receive a crown of life.

Yours looking for the soon coming kingdom. Jefferson, June 25th, 1855. ISAAC SANBORN.

The Sabbath and the Review

By Josiah Hebner

From Bro. Hebner.

Dear Bro. White :—I am often led at the return of the Sabbath to exclaim, How good the Lord is in giving us his holy Sabbath, that we can rest from the cares of this world and be refreshed in body and in mind. Those only who keep the Sabbath holy unto the Lord can be truly refreshed in mind. I am still striving by the strength of the Lord assisting me to keep all his commandments and the faith of Jesus, although deprived of meeting with those of like precious faith. I do rejoice that God has said that he would gather his people together. Then, dear brethren and sisters, those of us that have been lonely pilgrims and strangers on earth, and have been deprived of meeting with his dear saints here, shall rejoice together in his everlasting kingdom.

The Review is certainly a welcome messenger to me. The truths it advocates, and the communications from the dear saints are food to my soul. Thanks be to God for his unspeakable gift.

Yours in love of the present truth.

Pickering, June 22d, 1855. Josiah Hebner.

Tent Operations in Wisconsin

By E. S. Sheffield

From Bro. Sheffield.

DEAR BRO. WHITE:—I now write to inform you that Brn. Stephenson and Hall have commenced Tent operations in this State, and the way seems to be opening for the third angel's message to spread in Wisconsin. There appears to be more of a desire to hear on the subject than has been manifested heretofore. Preachers of the different denominations are exerting all their influence to keep the people from going to hear on the subject, but notwithstanding all their efforts there are some that will investigate, and where they do they generally become satisfied that the whole law of God is binding on man, and sin being the transgression of the law, the wages of sin being death, there is no immortality out of Christ. The beauty of the words of the Apostle thereby became apparent; viz., Life and immortality are brought to light through the gospel. E. S. SHEFFIELD.

Fort Atkinson, June 18th, 1855.

Extracts of Letters.

By Editor

SISTER S. C. Courter writes from Windsor, Mich., June 24th, 1855:—"Bro. Frisbie came here I believe in Feb., and gave us the message of Rev. xiv, 9-12. As I had been a professed follower of the Word for above twenty years, I was led to examine my foundation for keeping the first day. I found I had been breaking God's holy law which I had been trying to keep. I was led to weep over my folly and blindness and start anew. I have come to the conclusion that I will believe nothing but what my Bible teaches. I want to keep all of its precepts, conquer every sin and have my robe washed in the blood of the Lamb. I have to mourn over my sins and shortcomings, but my only hope is in the Saviour of sinners."

Sister E. S. Deaker writes from Hammondsport, N. Y., June 1855:—"My hope grows stronger in God. My trials and afflictions, which are many, let me bear without a murmur, knowing that if I am persecuted for doing the will of God I shall have a reward. I hate the congregation of evil-doers, and will not sit with the wicked. I will make haste and delay not to keep all the commandments. When I think of my brethren and sisters I am ready to weep. I know that I love them. May we journey on till we meet the dear Saviour and his holy angels in the clouds of glory."

Bro. H. S. Stickles writes from Snethport, Pa., June 24th, 1855:—"I am trying by the grace of God to keep all his commandments. I thank him that the truth has been revealed unto us. Three years ago I started to serve God, and joined the Methodist church, and two years ago I came out of Babylon. It is one year since I first heard the Advent doctrine, and six months since I have been trying to keep God's Sabbath. There are six in this place that keep the Sabbath, and some more that believe it is the right day to keep. We have to fight tradition and the devil, but if God is for us he is more than all that can be against us. I thank God there are some willing to come out from the world and be separate. Let us go on our way rejoicing in the Rock of our salvation."

Sister A. B. Taft writes from Nelson, N. H., June 24th, 1855:—"It is not a year yet since I began to try to keep the Sabbath of the Lord. When I came out decidedly to keep the holy Sabbath, I was as it were born again. The Bible appeared to me a new book. I then gave myself up entirely to the Lord, to do with me as he saw fit, and I was willing to do just what he had for me to do. My first duty I felt was with my husband. I told him my feelings and my desire to keep the seventh day. He thought it would make it bad in the family to keep different days, but he was willing I should keep the seventh if I would keep the first day too; but I cannot keep it in sincerity, for I cannot find in the word of God that there is any command for us to keep the first day of the week, neither do those who keep it bring one word to justify themselves, only they suppose it was kept by the apostles, and the day of Christ's resurrection is greater than the day of creation, &c.; but I want to know who said so besides man. I cannot find that it is taught by Christ or the apostles."

Terms of the Review.

By Editor

WITH the terms with which we commence the present Volume, the REVIEW can probably be published without embarrassment, and without donations from the liberal. We think the advance pay system, (with those who can pay,) is the only proper one. If subscriptions are renewed yearly, and paid in advance, and the names of delinquents be dropt from our book, there can be no occasion for anything like a dun, which seems so out of place in an Advent paper. It should be understood that the cost of a periodical is affected by the amount of its circulation. For example: The REVIEW with 4000 paying subscribers can be furnished weekly for $4000, or $1 a year to each subscriber. With 3000 subscribers, $3000, and with 2000 subscribers, $3000, or, $1,50 each subscriber. As only about 1500 of our subscribers have paid for the last Volume, the friends of the cause have decided that the terms be stated at $1 a volume, the poor half price, and to active preachers, widows, orphans, &c., (who are the Lord's poor,) free, and that the names of delinquents be dropped. With one half the circulation of the New York Tribune, the REVIEW could be better furnished at 28 cts. a volume, than it now can for $1. We state these facts for the benefit of those who may think the terms of the REVIEW high. When our circulation will allow it, we shall reduce the price. If we make mistakes in erasing names, (as we have been informed of some already,) we shall be happy to correct them when information shall be given.

Note from Bro. Marsh.

By Zebina Marsh

BRO. WHITE:—I wish to correct a mistake in the date of my letter published in last paper. It should read Northfield, Mass., instead of Northfield, Vt.

If you or any of the Brn. come to this part of Mass., viz. Franklin Co., I wish you would call and make us a visit. ZEBINA MARSH.

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Receipts.

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I B Woodin, M E Copp, O W Clark, R T Payne, E P Below, S Lamson, S. Pierce, L Flint, L Chester, J Dorcas, J W Stewart, H S Wells, J Palmiter, Wm H Graham, J J Spaulding, J F Eastman, W Littlejohn, J Walker, H Edson, A Woodruff, J Hebner, E Richardson, A Fenner, D Hewett, F C Castle, A Coburn, P D Lawrence, S Duncklee, S F W Gove, E Everts, J Stone, H Kingsbury, A Dunbar, J Hart, D Phillips, A J Rolins, E S Lane, J Wilder, H S Stickles, S Markilee, R Palmer, A B C., E Cobb, J Bailey, E Elmer. Wm. Madill, L Chandler, J E Titus, Wm. McAndrew, R Lockwood, (for A Hall,) A Allen, D Howard, D Philips, G Kimble, B Graham, A Graham, R Ralph, L Harlow, E T Hodge, R Town, A Hazeltine, G W Sheldon, A Whitney, P Miller, Jr., A M Curtis, Wm A Raymond, P Cash, A Nellis, L A Colby, C Pangburn, each $1.

Wm. Harris, M Edson, each $3. N Bayne, R Lockwood, R G Lockwood, M Tyler, I Rathbun, S Treat, E P Burditt, a Lover of Truth, G Cramer, A P H Kelsey, S Cooper, I Ring, H Patch, P Barrows, each $2. A Friend in Canada $1,75. M Southwick $1,50. G W A, (for E Fredenburg) $1,25. J Hoff, $0,62. I Drake, W B Putnam, P A Dorsey, E A Cooper, G W Wheeler, W Lee, each $0,50. M Steere $0,25.

To Pay Arrears on Volume VI

By Editor

To pay Arrears on Vol. VI.

I Sanborn $5. J A Laughead $0,25.

For Tent in Wisconsin

For Tent in Wis.—I Sanborn $5. W Lee $1. C Smith $0.50.

TENT MEETINGS.

By Josiah Hart; F. Wheeler

Providence permitting, there will be a Tent-Meeting in the vicinity of Hardwick, Vt., (where brethren may decide) to commence July 13th, at 5 o'clock P. M., and hold over Sabbath and First-day.

Also at Braintree, Vt., to commence the 20th, at 5 o'clock P. M., and hold over Sabbath and First-day.

These are designed to be general Meetings. Brethren will bring their provisions and bedding with them, and come prepared to engage actively in the service of God. Bro. and Sr. White design attending these meetings. JOSIAH HART. F. WHEELER.

Tent-Meeting Expenses

By Josiah Hart

P. S. Those who desire Tent-Meetings in their vicinity will please address Josiah Hart, Northfield, Vt. Some have supposed that the expenses of a Tent-Meeting would be sixty or seventy dollars. This is a mistake. The expenses of each meeting will average only from ten to twenty-five dollars. J. H.

VERMONT TENT.

By Josiah Hart

Brethren in Me., Mass., N. H. and Conn. have taken the Vermont Tent and have paid me the amount which Vt. Brn. paid towards the Tent last year. The Tent being left at Boston last Fall, it was thought best to have it remain in that section, and purchase another for Vermont, to save transportation. I have purchased another Tent on which there is Ninety Dollars yet to be raised, which it is expected will be handed in this season. JOSIAH HART.