we breathe some one is dying. We all know that we are going to stay here but a very little while. Our life is but a vapor. It is only a shadow. “We meet one another,” as some one has said, “salute one another, pass on and are gone.” And another has said: “It is just an inch of time, and then eternal ages roll on;” and it seems to me that it is perfectly reasonable that we should study this Book, to find out where we are going, and where our friends are who have gone on before. The longest time man