Mr.Markland, your experiences have been of a most painful character; almost crushed out has been the natural life that held the soaring spirit fettered to the perishing things of this outer world; but you have felt that a new and better life has been born within you, and have tasted some of its purer pleasures.
Oh, sir! let not the life of this world extinguish a fire that is kindled for eternity." "How wonderfully has the infinite mercy saved me from myself!" returned Mr.Markland.

"Wise, skilful in the ways of the world, prudent, and far-seeing in my own estimation, yet was I blind, ignorant, and full of strong self-will.

I chose my own way in the world, dazzled by the false glitter of merely external things.

I launched my bark, freighted with human souls, boldly upon an unknown sea, and, but for the storms that drove me into a sheltered haven, would have made a fearful wreck." "Then sail not forth again," said Mr.Allison, "unless you have divine truth as your chart, and heaven's own pilot on board your vessel.

It is still freighted with human souls." "A fearful responsibility is mine." Mr.Markland spoke partly to himself.
"Yes," replied the old man; "for into your keeping immortal spirits have been committed.