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cling, with the firm grasp of faith, to the hand of Jesus. He who holds
the waters in the hollow of his hand could keep us in the tempest. The
waves of the great deep obey his voice, “Hitherto shalt thou come, but
no further; and here shall thy proud waves be stayed.” I thought how
Jesus calmed the fears of his disciples as he stilled the stormy Galilee;
and should I be afraid to trust to His protection who had given me my
work? My heart was kept in perfect peace because it was stayed on
him. The lesson of trust I learned during these few hours was very
precious. I have found that every trial of life is given to teach me a
new lesson of my own dependence, and of trust in my heavenly Father.
We may believe that God is with us in every place, and in every trying
hour we may hold fast that hand which has all power.
At 3 p.m. we arrived in Frederickshaven, and were glad to step
off the boat, and to feel solid ground again beneath our feet. It was a
welcome change to our compartment in the car, and the gentle, gliding
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motion of the train. We lay down upon the seats, and cared only to
enjoy the luxury of rest. We were sleeping soundly when at three in
the morning the cars stopped, and the guard informed us that we had
reached the borders of Germany, and must all pass through the custom-
house. It was bitterly cold, and Bro. Kellogg went to the officers and
asked permission for the ladies to remain in the car, stating that one
of them was ill, and must not be disturbed. But no, nothing would
avail; sick or well, we must all appear for inspection. Two officials
came to the car door, and the other ladies of the party at once started
to leave the car, but they had only stepped on the platform when the
officers said, “That is enough; you can go back.” But they were not
fully satisfied about the reputed sick woman. As I lay covered with
shawls and blankets, they evidently suspected that I might be a bundle
of dry goods which our party were trying to smuggle into Germany.
As the officers again came to the door, flashing the bright light of their
lanterns into the compartment, I quickly sat up and said, “Here I am,
gentlemen, please look, and see that I am a living woman.” I do not
know whether they understood my words, but they burst into a hearty
laugh, said in German, “All right,” and left us to compose ourselves to
sleep again if we could after this untimely interruption.