![]() At life’s sunset time, as we draw nigh the river of death- which is very, very deep-and the valley-which is often very, very dark- they provide for us a paper boat in which to ‘dare the dread abyss,’ and offer us a lamp in which no oil is and in which no flame abides to light our way. “They close the garden where grief has found through the centuries only final comfort, the sinner his only Sav iour, and death the only destroyer. Conjecturers! These are they who ‘chival rously’ refrain from making direct and brazen denial so much and so often, but do not hesitate to put an inter rogation point solidly after every great spiritual affirma tion. And, with supercilious pose and an air of intellectual superiority, they laugh at us who cry aloud to the youth of our generation: ‘There is death in the pot!’ “Conjecturers! These are they who feed hungry mouths that cry for the bread of life, on geological stone pies! Conjecturers! These are they who give those who beg for the fish of spiritual nutriment the ribs and jaw bones and bareknee knuckles of ‘pre-historic’ animals ■ to gnaw. They pour this pottage out for folks to eat. “The conjecturers have gone out into the fields of the scientific and the natural and have found wild vines and gathered there of gourds their laps full, and have made them a pernicious pottage. ![]() ![]() Worldly Wiseman who guided heavily-burdened Christian on his way to the Celestial City out of the way and into such sore trouble. Ing maybes mighty by misinterpretation, giving quaqua- versal quips where guidance should be guaranteed. ![]()
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