Springfield Weekly Republican

The Sea.—I suppose there is nothing more humbling than a voyage at sea. It is a marvelous mortifier of pride. The most pompous Don Sancho is not likely to stand upon his dignity when he can hardly stand upon his feet. I believe there are those who are so abnormally constituted as to feel a defiant pleasure in the wayward element, but I do not aspire to such lofty philosophy. I am content, as a rule, to admire the grandeur of the waves from the shore, and am not insensible to the force of that particular part of the "rest which remaineth" which is assured by the promise that "there shall be no more sea." Still, there is something grand, even to awfulness, in the thought of utter helplessness which you feel at sea. Sky and water, with no living thing visible over the vast expanse; for days together just your own vessel with its human freight—and God! To a thoughtful mind there is no surer teaching both of humility and of trust.—Dr Punshon.