William Scott Ament, Missionary of the American Board to ChinaRevell, 1911 - 377 pages |
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... dear mother in a comfort- able condition . He therefore arrived in New York with but a trifle in his purse . He put himself at once in touch with a Teacher's Agency in the city and secured teaching in the evenings . Ere long he was able ...
... dear mother in a comfort- able condition . He therefore arrived in New York with but a trifle in his purse . He put himself at once in touch with a Teacher's Agency in the city and secured teaching in the evenings . Ere long he was able ...
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... dear old Jane bringing in a tray with something nice , and I can see him , always cheerful and grateful for the smallest kindness . Those were happy days and evenings - when I went over to the Theological Seminary with a basket full of ...
... dear old Jane bringing in a tray with something nice , and I can see him , always cheerful and grateful for the smallest kindness . Those were happy days and evenings - when I went over to the Theological Seminary with a basket full of ...
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... DEAR BROTHER : -You ask me for my impression of Mr. Ament who is now a student at Andover . I heard him preach once , and was a guest at his mother's house for nearly three days . For good sense and solid piety his mother is much more ...
... DEAR BROTHER : -You ask me for my impression of Mr. Ament who is now a student at Andover . I heard him preach once , and was a guest at his mother's house for nearly three days . For good sense and solid piety his mother is much more ...
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... dear old mother , the first topic of conversation concerned my missionary plans . To my surprise and delight , my mother warmly commended my plans and advised me to go this fall . She says it is my life - work and the sooner I begin it ...
... dear old mother , the first topic of conversation concerned my missionary plans . To my surprise and delight , my mother warmly commended my plans and advised me to go this fall . She says it is my life - work and the sooner I begin it ...
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... DEAR DR . CLARK : -Pao Ting Fu has been our home for two weeks . I am rejoiced to reach home after eleven weeks of travel . Our voyage to Japan occupied twenty - seven days of most delightful sailing . Good friends welcomed us all along ...
... DEAR DR . CLARK : -Pao Ting Fu has been our home for two weeks . I am rejoiced to reach home after eleven weeks of travel . Our voyage to Japan occupied twenty - seven days of most delightful sailing . Good friends welcomed us all along ...
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Page 55 - In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round: And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills, Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
Page 302 - Amid the Muses, left thee deaf and dumb, Amid the gladiators, halt and numb.' As the bird trims her to the gale, I trim myself to the storm of time, I man the rudder, reef the sail, Obey the voice at eve obeyed at prime: 'Lowly faithful, banish fear, Right onward drive unharmed; The port, well worth the cruise, is near, And every wave is charmed.
Page 222 - LET nothing disturb thee, Nothing affright thee ; All things are passing ; God never changeth ; Patient endurance Attaineth to all things ; Who God possesseth In nothing is wanting ; Alone God sufficeth.
Page 97 - Be strong! We are not here to play — to dream, to drift. We have hard work to do and loads to lift. Shun not the struggle — face it; 'tis God's gift.
Page 362 - I WALK down the Valley of Silence — Down the dim, voiceless valley — alone! And I hear not the fall of a footstep Around me, save God's and my own; And the hush of my heart is as holy As hovers where angels have flown!
Page 126 - And the sleep in the dried river-channel where bulrushes tell That the water was wont to go warbling so softly and well. How good is man's life, the mere living! how fit to employ All the heart and the soul and the senses for ever in joy!
Page 116 - OF such is the kingdom of heaven, No glory that ever was shed From the crowning star of the seven That crown the north world's head, No word that ever was spoken Of human or godlike tongue, Gave ever such godlike token Since human harps were strung. No sign that ever was given To faithful or faithless eyes Showed ever beyond clouds riven So clear a Paradise. Earth's creeds may be seventy times seven And blood have defiled each creed : If of such be the kingdom of heaven, It must be heaven indeed.
Page 88 - Tis just what we are and do; Then give to the world the best you have, And the best will come back to you.
Page 212 - Ask God to give thee skill In comfort's art: That thou may'st consecrated be And set apart Unto a life of sympathy. For heavy is the weight of ill In every heart; And comforters are needed much Of Christlike touch.
Page 363 - In the hush of the Valley of Silence I dream all the songs that I sing; And the music floats down the dim Valley, Till each finds a word for a wing, That to hearts, like the Dove of the Deluge, A message of Peace they may bring.