The following incident happened to a large ocean steamer as she sailed from the St. Lawrence River out to sea. The bridge where the Captain stood was above the fog.
THE blinding fog and the writhing mist
Lay dense on the silent sea,
And terror seized on the stoutest heart
In that great ship’s company.
For the vessel went speeding on its way,
The danger seemed real and dread:
“Now, why not slacken this awful speed?”
They one to another said.
But the smiling answer fell like peace
On the stricken hearts that day:
“The fog it lieth on shrouds and sea,
Above it is bright as May.
“The Captain standeth above the fog,
Where the light is full and clear:
He knows the way through the clouds and mist,
There is naught to cause us fear.”
The mist lies dim on the coming year,
I know not the way to go:
But my Captain standeth above the clouds
‘Tis enough for HIM to know.
“The wind ceased, and there was a great calm, and He said unto them, Why are ye so fearful?”—Mark 4:39, 4039And he arose, and rebuked the wind, and said unto the sea, Peace, be still. And the wind ceased, and there was a great calm. 40And he said unto them, Why are ye so fearful? how is it that ye have no faith? (Mark 4:39‑40).
C. W. ASHBY.