...with whatever doctrines or traditions he can render palatable. Infidel Comfort in Bereavement. — " Life is a narrow vale, between the cold and barren...voiceless lips of the unreplying dead there comes no word, but in the night of death hope sees a star and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing. He who...

...nothing more beautiful than are these expressions of his. In a tribute to his own brother, he says : " Life is a narrow vale between the cold and barren...voiceless lips of the unreplying dead there comes no word ; but in the night of death hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing." Then,...

...capital in our Christian land, and thought of the contrast: " Life is a narrow vale, between the cold, barren peaks of two eternities. We strive in vain...and the only answer is the echo of our wailing cry." GIRLS IN INDIA. AMONG THE LOWER CLASSES. "THE threshold weeps forty days when a girl is born," says...

...a tragedy as sad, and deep, and dark as can be woven of the warp and woof of mystery and death. And Life is a narrow vale between the cold and barren...two eternities. We strive in vain to look beyond the hights. We cry aloud, and the only answer is the echo of our wailing cry." This, then, is the despairing...

...loving service to bring a blossom to his grave he would sleep to-night beneath a wilderness of flowers. Life is a narrow vale between the cold and barren peaks of two eternities. We slrive-in vain to look beyond the heights. We cry aloud, and the only answer is the echo of our wailing...

...become a tragedy as sad and deep and dark as can be woven from the warp and woof of mystery and death. Life is a narrow vale between the cold and barren...lips of the unreplying dead there comes no word." \ Ah! verily, none know so well, down in their deepest experiences, as do the votaries of Reason how...

...1838. Even the most noted "skeptic" of the present day obtains a glimpse of the grandest of truths : Life is a narrow vale between the cold and barren...voiceless lips of the unreplying dead there comes no word; but in the night of death hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the rustle of awing. He who...

...emotional element in his nature, changed his tone somewhat while in the face of death, and said : " Life is a narrow vale between the cold and barren...voiceless lips of the unreplying dead there comes no word, but in the night of death hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing. He who...

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...loving service to bring a blossom to his grave he would sleep to-night beneath a wilderness of fl iwers. Life is a narrow vale between the cold and barren...voiceless lips of the unreplying dead there comes no word ; but in the night of death hope sees a star and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing. He who...