FRIENDS: More than a hundred New Years have I seen
before this one, and I send a New Year's greeting to one and
all. We talk of a beginning, but there is no beginning but
the beginning of a wrong. All else is from God, and is from
everlasting to everlasting. All that has a beginning will
have an ending. God is without end, and all that is good is
without end. We shall never see God, only as we see him in
one another. He is a great ocean of love, and we live and
move in Him as the fishes in the sea, filled with His love
and spirit, and His throne is in the hearts of His people.
Jesus, the Son of God, will be as we are, if we are pure,
and we will be like him. There will be no distinction. He
will be like the sun and shine upon us, and we will be like
the sun and shine upon him; all filled with glory. We are
the children of one Father, and he is God; and Jesus will be
one among us. God is no respecter of persons, and we will be
as one. If it were not so, there would be jealousy. These
ideas have come to me since I was a hundred years old, and
if you, my friends, live to be a hundred years old, too, you
may have greater ideas than these. This has become a new
world. These thoughts I speak of because they come to me,
and for you to consider and look at. We should grow in
wisdom as we grow older, and new ideas will come to us about
God and ourselves, and we will get more and more the wisdom
of God. I am glad to be remembered by you, and to be able to
send my thoughts; hoping they may multiply and bear fruit.
If I should live to see another New Year's Day I hope to be
able to send more new thoughts.

SOJOURNER TRUTH.

"_Grand Rapids, Mich._, Dec. 26, 1880."

This was accompanied by a note from her most faithful friend,
Mrs. Frances W. Titus, relating matters of interest as to her
present circumstances. She also said: "We have recently another
proof that she is over one hundred years old. Mention of the
'dark day' May 19, 1780, was made in her presence, when she said,
'I remember the dark day'; and gave a description of that
wonderful phenomenon. As the narrative of S