Passages from the Bible, which I learned at sea, from love to my mother, come to me now.
She put a Bible in a box, and covered it up with a dozen pairs of woollen hose, knit with her own hands.

I have been saying to myself, in the chamber, 'Behold, he cometh with clouds.' It is growing dark over my dwelling; God is descending upon us in a cloud.

'Behold, he taketh away, who can hinder him?
Who will say unto him, what doest thou.' O, you never lost a wife, my dear sir, nor looked on a motherless family, as I begin to do.

God help me, for I shall lose my reason." "No, my dear sir," said the pastor; "think what has just taken place up stairs.

You now seem to say, as Manoah did, 'We shall surely die;' but his wife said, 'If the Lord were pleased to kill us,--he would not have showed us all these things.' God has bestowed on your children, through their believing mother, his covenant, to be their God .-- You are a Notary Public, I believe, sir." "I am," said Mr.Peirce.
"Then," said the pastor, "you know the importance of seals." "O, yes," said Mr.P."A gentleman, last week, came near losing the sale of a large property, situate in one of the Middle States, because he had had some papers executed, here, before a court not having a seal.