- Preface
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- Chapter 6—My First Vision
- Chapter 7—A Vision of the New Earth
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- Chapter 10—The Sabbath of the Lord
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- Chapter 12—The Heavenly Sanctuary
- Chapter 13—Gods's Love for His People
- Chapter 14—The Sealing
- Chapter 15—The Trial of Our Faith
- Chapter 16—To the Little Flock
- Chapter 17—Shaking of the Powers of Heaven
- Chapter 18—Preparation for the End
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- Chapter 21—Prayer and Faith
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- Chapter 26—The Two Ways
- Chapter 27—The Two Crowns
- Chapter 28—Modern Spiritualism
- Chapter 29—Snares of Satan
- Chapter 30—The Shaking
- Chapter 31—Traveling the Narrow Way
- Chapter 32—Preparing for the Judgment
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- Chapter 34—God's Love for the Church
- Chapter 35—Missionary Work
- Chapter 36—Broader Plans
- Chapter 37—Extension of the Work In Foreign Fields
- Chapter 38—Circulating the Printed Page
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The “Review And Herald”
In November, 1850, the paper was issued at Paris, Maine. Here it was enlarged, and its name changed to that which it now bears, the Advent Review and Sabbath Herald. We boarded in Brother A.’s family. We were willing to live cheaply, that the paper might be sustained. The friends of the cause were few in numbers and poor in worldly wealth, and we were still compelled to struggle with poverty and great discouragement. We had much care, and often sat up as late as midnight, and sometimes until two or three in the morning, to read proof sheets.CET 140.2
Excessive labor, care, and anxiety, a lack of proper and nourishing food, and exposure to cold in our long winter journeys, were too much for my husband, and he sank under the burden. He became so weak that he could scarcely walk to the printing office. Our faith was tried to the utmost. We had willingly endured privation, toil, and suffering, yet our motives were misinterpreted, and we were regarded with distrust and jealousy. Few of those for whose good we had suffered, seemed to appreciate our efforts.CET 140.3
We were too much troubled to sleep or rest. The hours in which we should have been refreshed with sleep, were often spent in answering long communications occasioned by envy. Many hours, while others were sleeping, we spent in agonizing tears, and mourning before the Lord. At length my husband said: “Wife, it is of no use to try to struggle on any longer. These things are crushing me, and will soon carry me to the grave. I cannot go any farther. I have written a note for the paper, stating that I shall publish no more.” As he stepped out of the door to carry the note to the printing office, I fainted. He came back and prayed for me. His prayer was answered, and I was relieved.CET 140.4
The next morning, while at family prayer, I was taken off in vision and was instructed concerning these matters. I saw that my husband must not give up the paper, for Satan was trying to drive him to take just such a step, and was working through agents to do this. I was shown that we must continue to publish, and the Lord would sustain us.CET 141.1
We soon received urgent invitations to hold conferences in different States, and decided to attend general gatherings at Boston, Massachusetts; Rocky Hill, Connecticut; Camden and West Milton, New York. These were all meetings of labor, but very profitable to our scattered brethren.CET 141.2