America as I Found it

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J. Nisbet and Company, 1852 - African Americans - 380 pages

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Page 224 - Whosoever shall do the will of my Father, the same is my brother, and sister, and mother.
Page 292 - ... lift it," meaning that the sympathizer does not feel so keenly as the sufferer. The result of this truth is, that many sufferers remain unaided. Yet the Christian part of our world shows varied and noble establishments, the sole object of which is to lighten, if not remove, the load of the burdened. We find it instructive to look from the institution to its source, and can generally trace it to a single bosom where the chord of compassion has been touched by a sight of distress — and from that...
Page 316 - Thou shalt not hate thy brother in thine heart, thou shalt in anywise rebuke thy neighbour, and not suffer sin upon him.
Page 362 - Nehemiah bade them neither mourn nor weep, but said : ' Go your way, eat the fat, and drink the sweet, and send portions to those who have nothing prepared for them.' Moreover, Ezra commanded them to keep the Feast of Tabernacles, and to set about making their booths. They were to gather branches of the olive tree, the myrtle, the palm, and the thick-leaved trees, as it was written. The branches were duly gathered, and the...
Page 207 - Behold, the tears of the oppressed, and they had no comforter. Wherefore, I praised the dead which are already dead, more than the living who are yet alive." Yea — -presently — haste to be just before the time comes, for presently — " The small and the great will lie down together, where the servant is free from his master.
Page 77 - The facility with which enough, and more than enough, is found to satisfy every hungry mouth on * A quaint name for the United States.
Page 377 - neath the crystal waters lay, Luxuriant, in the swimmer's play. Yet once, the whelming flood grew strong, And bore him like a weed along, Though, with convulsive throes of pain And heaving breast, he strove in vain ; Then sinking 'neath the infuriate tide, Lone as he lived, the hermit died. On, by the rushing current swept, The lifeless corse its voyage kept, To where, in narrow gorge comprest, The whirling eddies never rest, But boil with wild tumultuous sway, The maelstrom of Niagara. And there,...
Page 372 - There stood the Indian hamlet, there the lake Spread its blue sheet, that flashed with many an oar, Where the brown otter plunged him from the brake, And the deer drank — as the light gale flew o'er, The twinkling maize-field rustled on the shore ; And while that spot, so wild, and lone, and fair, A look of glad and innocent beauty wore. And peace was on the earth and in the air, The warrior lit the pile, and bound his captive there...
Page 20 - I love is there,' that gives our hearts a local habitation in eternity. This event tells us that we are nearer our journey's end now than we were yesterday. The Jordan is not far off — a few breathings of the air of the wilderness, a few steps across the dreary sands, and then we reach home...

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