“I THINK," said. Samuel Rutherford, "the men of this world, like children in a dangerous storm in the sea, that play and make sport with the white foam of the waves thereof coming in to sink and drown them.; so are men making fools' sports with, the white pleasures of a stormy world that will sink them. But, alas! what have we to do with their sports which they make? If Solomon said of laughter that it was madness, what may we say of this world's laughing and sporting themselves with gold, and silver, and honors, and court broad and large conquests, but that they are poor souls in the height and rage of a fever gone mad. Then a straw, a fig, for all created sports and rejoicing out of Christ.”