rfect and complete atonement of Jesus Christ, whose blood, shed for
man, "cleanseth from all sin." There is no other way. He accepts no
other recompense for sin. There is no undoing a sin, no making amends.
All sins, from such as those which men call the smallest to the
greatest, are registered, to be brought up in judgment against the
sinner, and the all-cleansing blood of Jesus can alone blot them out.
Man, as a proof of his living faith in Christ's atonement,--of his
sorrow for sins committed,--of his hatred of sin, of his repentance,--
will, of necessity, do all he can to make amends to his fellow-man for
the wrong he has done him; he will restore what he has taken; he will
explain the truth where he has spoken falsely; he will be kind and
gentle to those he has treated harshly; he will give to those of his
substance, or forward their interests whom he has injured in any way.
But all this cannot blot out one letter in the eternal register of
accusations to be brought against him at the day of judgment. Oh! that
people did but know this, and would remember that when they sin they sin
not only against their fellow-man, but against the all-pure, all-holy
God, who can by no means overlook iniquity; in whose sight even the
heavens are unclean, without whose knowledge not a sparrow falls to the
ground, and by whom the very hairs of our head are numbered.
CHAPTER TWO.
APPEARING ON DECK, ARCHY IS SEVERELY REPRIMANDED BY THE CAPTAIN, A
STRICT, YET A KIND AND RELIGIOUS MAN--HIS FIRST SUNDAY AT SEA--AMONG THE
ICEBERGS AND ICE--CAPTURE OF A WHALE.
Archy Hughson felt very weak and very wretched. The ship had for some
hours been tumbling fearfully about, so it seemed to him, now pitching
into the seas, which struck her stout bows with heavy blows, now rolling
from side to side. He knew that a strong gale was blowing, and he could
not help dreading that the casks might break loose, and come down upon
him. He longed to escape from his prison, and began to think that Max
must have forgotten him altogether. At length he again fell asleep. He
was awakened by three heavy knocks above his head, Max's promised
signal. He waited the time agreed on, and then began to crawl out, and
grope his way upwards. At last he saw daylight above him, and
scrambling along, he reached the foot of a ladder. Climbing up with
uncomfortable feelings at his heart as to the reception he might meet
with, he gained the upper deck.
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