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hell for them, for the hope of redemption would console and sustain them through it all. But as it is, there is no such hope. " Forever, never," the demons cry, and the dismal echo answers back from the lowest pit: " Never, forever." Oh, eternity! I tremble at thy very name, but at the bare mention of an eternity of hell, I seem to myself to fairly shrivel up and wither away for very fear. Oh, eternity, how shall I ever even imagine thy unlimited immensity! As well might I sit down by the sea and attempt to take the ocean drop by drop and place it in the hollow of my hand, as to try to get the idea of eternity into the little compass of my shallow brain. For eternity spreads out before me as a limitless sea, over which, if I should travel forever, I would find in the end the same dreary waste before me. By what measure shall I compute the vastness of eternity? The sun is ninety millions of miles from me. Light travels twelve millions of miles a minute, and yet the light from the nearest fixed star takes three and a half years to reach me. There are actually stars in the firmament whose light, travelling twelve millions of miles a minute since the creation, has not reached the earth yet and will not until the end of time. And to all these millions and billions of years add every atom of which this earth is composed, every drop of water in the ocean, every particle of the air, every leaf of the forest, and every blade of the field, and let each atom and drop and particle and leaf and blade represent a million years, and taken all together do they equal eternity? Alas,