ABSTRACT
The season of the year has arrived when many of the British Saints will bid adieu to their friends, and kindred, and fatherland, to journey across the mighty deep to the land of Zion, that they may engage more fully in building up the Kingdom of God. The spectacle of hundreds and thousands of persons readily sacrificing from religious motives the claims of country, relationship, and acquaintance, and emigrating to a land to them personally unknown—where they will be comparative strangers, must undoubtedly appear strange and unaccountable to the majority of mankind. No one having the name of a Saint should emigrate to the land of Zion, unless he do it with an eye single to the glory of God, and the building up of His Kingdom.
