Do not attempt this struggle now." "It must be now, or never," was returned.

"The current is bearing me away.

A little while, and the most agonizing strife with wave and tempest will prove of no avail." "Look aloft, dear friend! Look aloft!" said Mrs.De Lisle.

"Do not listen to the maddening dash of waters below, nor gaze at the shuddering bark; but upwards, upwards, through cloud-rifts, into heaven!" "I have tried to look upwards--I _have_ looked upwards--but the sight of heaven only makes earth more terrible by contrast." "Who have washed their robes and made them white in the blood of the Lamb ?" asked Mrs.De Lisle, in a deep, earnest voice.

A pause, and then--"They who have come up through great tribulation! Think of this, dear friend.