There's no drunkards in that happy place where I am going fast.

No drunkards in the light of God's face--no drunkards at the blessed feet of Jesus." "I think Bacchus has perfectly reformed," said Mr.Weston, "and you may feel assured that we will do every thing for his soul as well as his body, that we can.

But, Phillis, have you no wishes to express, as regards your children ?" Phillis hesitated--"My children are well off," she said; "they have a good master; if they serve him and God faithfully they will be sure to do well." "If there is any thing on your mind," said Mr.Weston, "speak it without fear.

The distinction between you and me as master and slave, I consider no longer existing.

You are near being redeemed from my power, and the power of death alone divides you from your Saviour's presence.