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 which if  not  avoided,  all  is  lost. There is  one  moment, and one  only,  in  which  we  shall  gain  all  or  lose  all — one moment  sure  to  come,  but  when,  God  only  knows — our one  single  last  moment— our  death. God has said to  each  of  us:  "  Remember,  man,  that  thou  art dust  and  into  dust  thou  shalt  return/'  and  our  own experience  proves  there  is  no  exception,  for  death knocks  with  impartial  hand  at  the  peasant's  cot  and at  the  palace  gates  of  kings.  Of  what  shall  we  die? When^  where,  shall  we  die?  Oh,  what  matters  it! The  real  question  is,  how  shall  we  die?  How  shall we  die?  As  a  man  lives,  so  shall  he  die.  It  is  appointed unto  man  once  to  die  and  after  death  the judgment,  but  the  issue  of  that  supreme  moment  and trial — whether  happiness  or  misery  eternal — rests with  us.  And  oh!  remember  and  remember,  and again,  I  say  remember,  that  a  man  can  die  but  once, and  that  a  bad  death  is  therefore  an  irreparable  misfortune.

Brethren, we  will  meditate  to-night  on  death. Not death in  the  abstract,  but  death  as  it  actually  is — in the  dying. We will  consider  a  good  death,  and  the life that  led  to  it;  and  again,  a  bad  death  and  the  life that led  to  that;  and  finally  we  will  consider  which  life more closely  resembles  our  own  and  hence  which death is  likely  to  be  ours.

Brethren, the  servant  of  God  to  the  side  of  whose death-bed I  invite  you  this  evening  is  in  simplicity  and innocence a  mere  child  and  all  but  a  child  in  years. She is  and  always  has  been  a  delicate  little  soul,  of great  beauty  of  face  and  form,  but  far  greater  of  mind