NO SECT IN HEAVEN.

Waikato Times, Volume X, Issue 633, 10 June 1876, Page 3

NO SECT IN HEAVEN.

(Continued from our last.) And after him, with his MSS, Camo We«ley, tlie pattern of godliness, But he cried, "Dear me, what sba'l 1 doP Tho water has soak'd them through and through." And there on the river, far and wide, Away they went down tho swollen tide, And tho saint astoniah'd, p;is 3 d through alone, Withou* his manuscripts, np to the throne. Then gravely walking, two saiuts by name, Down to the stream together came, But &i they stopp'd at the river's brink, I saw ono baint from tho other shrink. "Sprinkled or plunged, may I ask you, friend, How you attain'd to life's great end ? " " Thti, with a few drops on my brow." " But / have been dipped, as you'll see rue now." " And I really think it will hardly do, As I'm • close communion,' to cross with you ; You're bound, I know, to the realms of bliss, But you must go that way, and I'll go thij." Then straightwny plunging irith all his might, Away to the loft— his friend nt the right, Apart they went from thia world of am, But at last together they entered in. And now, when tho river was rolling on, A Prof bytornin Cliurch went down ; Of women there seemed h wondrous throng, But the men I oould count at they pai»'d along. And concerning the road, they oould never a^-ree, The Old or the Neio way, whioh it should be, Nor ever a moment paused to think That both would lend to the river's brink. And a sound of mnrmuriug, long and loud, Game ever up fro.n the moving orowd, " You're in the Old way, an-t I'm in the New, That is the false, an 1 this is the true j" — Or, " I'm in tho Old way, and you're hi tho New, This \» the false, and that i« tho true." But the brethren only seeni'd to speak, Modest the sisters walk'd, and meek, And if ever one of thorn chmrced to say What troublts she met with on t'-e way, How she lonjj'd lo paas to the othor side, Nor fear d lo cro-s over the swelling tide, A voice arose from the bre'hren then : " Let no one speak but tho 'holy men ;' For have yo not heard tho words of Paul, 1 Oh, let the women keep silence all ?' " I watch'd them long in my curious droira, Till they stood by the borders of the stream, lhen, just a* I thought, the two ways met, But all the brethren were talking yet, And would talk on, till the heaving tide Carried thorn over, side by side ; Side by side, for the wuy was one, The toilsome journey of life wus done, Jnd Priest and Quaker, .md all who died, Came out alike on the other side. No forms, "or crosses," or books had they, No /{owns of silk, nor suits of gray, No creeds to puido them, nor MSS, For all had put on Chntl'd righteouunoni.