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regarding his examination for orders on Wednes-
tiay and Thursday. All these plans ~had been
broken in upon by the dispersion, and had new to
he formed hastily, as the time admitted not of delay.

We had the evening service, as usual. Many
came down from the Mountain. Mr. Taylor read
prayers, and I preached from Psalm xxiv. 7, 8:
“ Lift up your heads, 0 ye gates; and be ye lift
up, ye everlasting doors; and the King of glory shall
come in. Who is this King of glory? The Lord
strong and mighty, the Lord mighty in battle.” 0n
the eubject of the day, the Ascension:

I. The nature of the heaven which the Saviour
re-enters: it is within the everlasting gates.

II. The challenge and question from within.

III. The answer — “ The Lord stgong and
mighty," fine.

In speaking of the everlasting gates, there was
the ready and obvious contrastwthe tent, a transi~
tory dwelling; the house, to which one attached the
idea of security, scarcely more enduring, as their
floating dwellings now testified, and “ the solid
earth itself” crumbling away in large masses on the
banks.

The evening chants were sung: the effect pleas-
ing by the river-side. One could almost. imagine
the stream of song passing from spot to spot, almost