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 OCT 20 1906 
 
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 Copyright 1906 
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INDEX. 
 
 A Dialogue 9 
 
 The Weed 11 
 
 Strength 12 
 
 Affirm 13 
 
 The Chosen 14 
 
 The Nameless 16 
 
 The Word 17 
 
 Assistance 19 
 
 Credulity 20 
 
 Consciousness 21 
 
 The Structure 22 
 
 Our Souls 23 
 
 The Law 24 
 
 Knowledge 25 
 
 Give . 27 
 
 Perfection 29 
 
 Fear 30 
 
 The Way 31 
 
 Understood 32 
 
 His Mansion 33 
 
 Effect 34 
 
 Three Things 35 
 
 Obstacles 36 
 
 Prayer 37 
 
 Climbing 38 
 
 "There Is No Death, There Are No Dead" 39 
 
 Realization 41 
 
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A Dialogue, 
 
 Mortal. 
 HE world is full of selfishness and 
 greed. 
 Lord, I would lave its sin. 
 
 Spirit. 
 
 Yea, mortal, earth of thy good 
 help has need. 
 Go cleanse thyself within. 
 
 Mortal. 
 Mine ear is hurt by harsh and evil speech. 
 I would reform men's ways. 
 
 Spirit. 
 There is but one convincing way to teach. 
 Speak thou but words of praise. 
 
 Mortal. 
 On every hand is wretchedness and grief, 
 Despondency and fear. 
 Lord, I would give my fellow men relief. 
 
Spirit. 
 
 Be, then, all hope, all cheer. 
 
 Mortal. 
 Lord, I look outward and grow sick at heart, 
 Snch need of change I see. 
 
 Spirit. 
 
 Mortal, look in. Do thy allotted part, 
 And leave the rest to ME. 
 
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 The Weed. 
 
 WEED is but an unloved flower! 
 Go dig, and prune, and guide, 
 
 and wait, 
 Until it learns its high estate. 
 And glorifies some bower. 
 A weed is but an unloved flower ! 
 
 All sin is virtue unevolved, 
 
 Release the angel from the clod- 
 Go love thy brother up to God. 
 
 Behold each problem solved. 
 All sin is virtue unevolved. 
 
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Strength. 
 
 HO is the strong ? Not lie who puts 
 to test 
 His sinews with the strong and 
 
 proves the best ; 
 But he who dwells where weak- 
 lings congregate, 
 And never lets his splendid strength abate. 
 
 Who is the good 1 Not he who walks each day 
 With moral men along the high, clean way ; 
 But he who jostles gilded sin and shame, 
 Yet will not sell his honor or his name. 
 
 Who is the wise 1 Not he who from the start 
 With Wisdom's followers has taken part; 
 But he who looks in Folly's tempting eyes, 
 And turns away, perceiving her disguise. 
 
 Who is serene ? Not he who flees his kind, 
 Some mountain fastness, or some cave to find ;. 
 But he who in the city's noisiest scene, 
 Keeps calm within— he only is serene. 
 
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 ODY and mind, and spirit, all 
 combine 
 To make the Creature, human and 
 divine. 
 
 Of this great trinity no part deny. 
 Affirm, affirm, the Great Eternal I. 
 
 Ainrrn the body, beautiful and whole, 
 The earth-expression of immortal soul. 
 
 Affirm the mind, the messenger of the hour, 
 To speed between thee and the source of 
 power. 
 
 Affirm the spirit, the Eternal I— 
 Of this great trinity no part deny. 
 
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The Chosen. 
 
 
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 HEY stood before the Angel at the 
 gate; 
 The Angel asked : ' ' Why should 
 you enter in?" 
 One said: "On earth my place 
 was high and great;" 
 And one: "I warned my fellow-men from 
 
 sin ; ' ' 
 Another : "I was teacher of the faith ; 
 I scorned my life and lived in love with death. ' ' 
 
 And one stood silent. ' ' Speak ! ' ' the Angel said ; 
 
 ' ' What earthly deed has sent you here today ! ' ' 
 ' ( Alas ! I did but follow where they led, ' ' 
 
 He answered sadly: "I had lost my way— 
 So new the country, and so strange my flight; 
 I only sought for guidance and for light. ' ' 
 
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' ' You have no passport V 9 " None, ' ' the answer 
 
 came. 
 
 "I loved the earth, tho' lowly was rny lot. 
 I strove to keep my record free from blame, 
 
 And make a heaven about my humble spot. 
 A narrow life ; I see it now, too late ; 
 So, Angel, drive me from the heavenly gate." 
 
 The Angel swung the portal wide and free, 
 And took the sorrowing stranger by the hand. 
 
 ' ' Nay, you alone, ' ' he said, i i shall come with me, 
 Of all this waiting and insistent band. 
 
 Of what God gave, you built your paradise; 
 
 Behold your mansion waiting in the skies." 
 
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The Nameless. 
 
 NNUMBEKED gods may unre- 
 
 membered die; 
 A thousand creeds may perish 
 
 and pass by; 
 Yet do I lift mine eyes to ONE 
 
 on high. 
 
 Unnamed be HE from whom creation came; 
 There is no word whereby to speak His name 
 But petty men have mouthed it into shame. 
 
 I lift mine eyes, and with a river 's force 
 
 My love's full tide goes sweeping on its course 
 
 To that supreme and all embracing Source. 
 
 Then back through all those thirsting channels 
 
 roll 
 The mighty billows of the Over Soul. 
 And I am He, the portion and the Whole. 
 
 As little streams before the flood tide flee, 
 As rivers vanish to become the sea, 
 The I exists no more, for I AM HE. 
 
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The Word. 
 
 H, a word is a gem, or a stone, or 
 a song, 
 Or a flame, or a two-edged 
 sword ; 
 Or a rose in bloom, or a sweet 
 perfume, 
 Or a drop of gall, is a word. 
 
 You may choose yonr word like a connoisseur, 
 
 And polish it up with art, 
 But the word that sways, and stirs, and stays, 
 
 Is the word that comes from the heart. 
 
 You may work on your word a thousand weeks, 
 
 But it will not glow like one 
 That all unsought, leaps forth white hot, 
 
 When the fountains of feeling run. 
 
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You may ham m er away on the anvil of thought, 
 
 And fashion your word with care, 
 But unless you are stirred to the depths, that 
 word 
 
 Shall die on the empty air. 
 
 For the word that comes from the brain alone, 
 
 Alone to the brain will speed; 
 But the word that sways, and stirs, and stays, 
 
 Oh ! that is the word men heed. 
 
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Assistance, 
 
 EAN on no mortal, Love, and serve ; 
 (For service is love's comple- 
 ment) , 
 But it was never God's intent, 
 Your spirit from its path should 
 swerve, 
 
 To gain another 's point of view. 
 
 As well might Jupiter, or Mars 
 
 Go seeking help from other stars, 
 
 Instead of sweeping ON, as you. 
 
 Look to the Great Eternal Cause 
 
 And not to any man, for light. 
 
 Look in ; and learn the wrong, and right, 
 
 From your own soul's unwritten laws. 
 
 And when you question, or demur, 
 
 Let Love be your Interpreter. 
 
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 And run the risk of barring one Truth out. 
 
 And if pretention for a time deceive, 
 And prove me one too ready to believe, 
 Far less my shame, than if by stubborn act, 
 I brand as lie, some great colossal Fact. 
 
 On my soul's door, the latch-string hangs out- 
 side; 
 Within, the lighted candle. Let me guide 
 Some errant follies, on their wandering way, 
 Rather, than Wisdom give no welcoming ray. 
 
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Consciousness. 
 
 OD, what a glory, is this conscious- 
 ness, 
 Of life on life, that comes to those 
 
 who seek! 
 Nor would I, if I might, to others 
 speak, 
 The fullness of that knowledge. It can bless, 
 Only the eager souls, that willing, press 
 Along the mountain passes, to the peak. 
 Not to the dull, the doubting, or the weak, 
 Will Truth explain, or Mystery confess. 
 
 Not to the curious or impatient soul 
 That in the start, demands the end be shown, 
 And at each step, stops waiting for a sign; 
 But to the tireless toiler toward the goal, 
 Shall the great miracles of God be known 
 And life revealed, immortal and divine. 
 
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The Structure. 
 
 PON the wreckage of thy yesterday 
 Design the structure of tomorrow. 
 
 Lay 
 Strong corner stones of purpose, 
 and prepare 
 Great blocks of wisdom, cut from past despair. 
 Shape mighty pillars of resolve, to set 
 Deep in the tear-wet mortar of regret. 
 Work on with patience. Though thy toil be slow, 
 Yet day by day the edifice shall grow. 
 Believe in God— in thine own self believe. 
 All that thou hast desired thou shalt achieve. 
 
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Our Souls, 
 
 UR souls should be vessels receiv- 
 ing 
 The waters of love for relieving 
 The sorrows of men. 
 
 For here lies the pleasure of living : 
 In taking God's bounties, and giving 
 The gifts back again. 
 
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The Law. 
 
 HEN the great universe was 
 wrought 
 To might and majesty from 
 
 naught, 
 The all creative force was— 
 
 Thought. 
 
 That force is thine. Though desolate 
 The way may seem, command thy fate. 
 Send forth thy thought— 
 
 Create— Create! 
 
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Knowledge. 
 
 OULD you believe in Presences 
 Unseen— 
 In life beyond this earthly life? 
 BE STILL: 
 Be stiller yet ; and listen. Set the 
 screen 
 Of silence at the portal of your will. 
 Eelax, and let the world go by unheard. 
 And seal your lips with some all-sacred word. 
 
 Breathe "God," in any tongue— it means the 
 same; 
 LOVE ABSOLUTE : Think, feel, absorb the 
 thought ; 
 Shut out all else ; until a subtle flame 
 
 (A spark from God's creative center caught) 
 Shall permeate your being, and shall glow, 
 Increasing in its splendor, till, YOU KNOW. 
 
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Not in a moment, or an hour, or day 
 
 The knowledge comes; the power is far too 
 great, 
 To win in anv desultory way. 
 
 No sonl is worthy till it learns to wait. 
 Day after day be patient, then, oh, soul; 
 Month after month— till, lo! the goal! the goal! 
 
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 IVE, and thou shalt receive. Give 
 thoughts of cheer, 
 Of courage and success, to 
 friend and stranger. 
 And from a thousand sources, far 
 and near, 
 Strength will be sent thee in thy hour of 
 danger. 
 
 Give words of comfort, of defense, and hope, 
 To mortals crushed by sorrow and by error. 
 
 And though thy feet through shadowy paths 
 may grope, 
 Thou shalt not walk in loneliness or terror. 
 
 Give of thy gold, though small thy portion be. 
 
 Gold rusts and shrivels in the hand that 
 keeps it. 
 It grows in one that opens wide and free. 
 
 Who sows his harvest is the one who reaps it. 
 
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Give of thy love, nor wait to know the worth 
 Of what thou lovest ; and ask no returning. 
 
 And wheresoever thy pathway leads on earth, 
 There thou shalt find the lamp of love-light 
 burning. 
 
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Perfection. 
 
 HE leaf that ripens only in the sun 
 Is dull and shriveled ere its race 
 
 is run. 
 The leaf that makes a carnival of 
 death 
 
 Must tremble first before the north wind's 
 breath. 
 
 The life that neither grief nor burden knows 
 Is dwarfed in sympathy before its close. 
 The life that grows majestic with the years 
 Must taste the bitter tonic found in tears. 
 
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 EAR is the twin of Faith's sworn 
 foe, Distrust. 
 If one breaks in your heart the 
 other must. 
 
 Fear is the open enemy of Good. 
 It means the God in man misunderstood. 
 
 Who walks with Fear adown life's road will 
 
 meet 
 His boon companions, Failure and Defeat. 
 
 But look the bully boldly in the eyes, 
 
 With mien undaunted, and he turns and flies. 
 
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The Way. 
 
 ETWEEN the finite and the infinite 
 The missing link of Love has left 
 
 a void. 
 Supply the link, and earth with 
 
 Heaven will join 
 
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 In one continued chain of endless life. 
 
 Hell is wherever Love is not, and Heaven 
 
 Is Love's location. No dogmatic creed, 
 
 No austere faith based on ignoble fear 
 
 Can lead thee into realms of joy and peace. 
 
 Unless the humblest creatures on the earth 
 
 Are bettered by thy loving sympathy 
 
 Think not to find a Paradise beyond. 
 
 There is no sudden entrance into Heaven. 
 Slow is the ascent by the path of Love. 
 
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 VALUE more than I despise 
 
 My tendency to sin, 
 Because it helps me sympathize 
 
 With all my tempted kin. 
 
 He who has nothing in his soul 
 That links him to the sod, 
 Knows not that joy of self-control 
 Which lifts him up to God. 
 
 And I am glad my heart can say, 
 
 When others trip and fall 
 (Although I safely passed that way), 
 
 "I understand it all." 
 
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His Mansion. 
 
 HEEE was a thought he hid from 
 all men's eyes, 
 And by his prudent life and deeds 
 
 of worth 
 He left a goodly record upon 
 earth 
 As one both pure and wise. 
 
 But when he reached a dark unsightly door 
 Beyond the grave, there stood his secret thought. 
 It was the mansion he had built and brought 
 To dwell in, on that shore. 
 
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Effect. 
 
 N unkind tale was whispered in 
 his ear. 
 He paused to hear. 
 His thoughts were food that 
 helped a falsehood thrive, 
 And keep alive. 
 
 Years dawned and died. One day by venom's 
 tongue 
 
 His name was stung. 
 He cried aloud, nor dreamed the lie was spawn 
 
 Of thoughts long gone. 
 
 Each mental wave we send out from the mind, 
 
 Or base, or kind, 
 Completes its circuit, then with added force 
 
 Seeks its own source. 
 
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 Three things there are, eternal in 
 
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 Love, that outreaches to the humblest things; 
 Work that is glad, in what it does and brings; 
 And faith that soars upon unwearied wings. 
 
 Divine the Powers that on this trio wait. 
 Supreme their conquest, over Time and Fate. 
 Love, Work, and Faith— these three alone are 
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Obstacles. 
 
 The slothful man saith, There is a lion in the way; a lion 
 is in the street. — Proverbs 26: 13. 
 
 HEBE are no lions in the street ; 
 No lions in the way. 
 Go seek the goal, thou slothful 
 
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 Awake, awake, I say. 
 
 Thou dost but dream of obstacles ; 
 
 In God's great lexicon, 
 That word illstarred, no page has marred ; 
 
 Press on, I say, press on. 
 
 Nothing can keep thee from thine own 
 
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 To one who knocks, each door unlocks ; 
 
 And he who seeks, shall find. 
 
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 When darkness falls ask God the path to show. 
 
 Think for thyself and reason out thy plan ; 
 
 God has his work and thou hast thine, oh, man. 
 
 Exert thy will and use it for control ; 
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 All thine immortal powers bring into play; 
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 The winding road slants down- 
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 Yet each descent is higher than 
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 Has thy path fallen? That will soon be past. 
 Beyond the curve the way leads up and on. 
 Think not thy goal forever lost or gone. 
 Keep moving forward; if thine aim is right 
 Thou canst not miss the shining mountain height. 
 Who would attain to summits still and fair, 
 Must nerve himself through valleys of despair. 
 
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"There Is No Death, There Are 
 No Dead." 
 
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 From zone to zone, from sphere 
 
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 The souls of all who pass from here 
 By hosts of living thoughts are led ; 
 And dark or bright, those souls must tread 
 The paths they fashioned year on year. 
 For hells are built of hate or fear, 
 And heavens of love our lives have shed. 
 
 Across unatlassed worlds of space, 
 And through God's mighty universe, 
 With thoughts that bless or thoughts 
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 Each journeys to his rightful place. 
 Oh, greater truth no man has said, 
 i t There is no death, there are no dead. 
 
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It lifts the mourner from the sod, 
 And bids him cast away the reed 
 Of some uncomforting poor creed, 
 
 And walk with Knowledge for a rod. 
 
 It bids the doubter seek the broad 
 Vast fields, where living facts will feed 
 All those whose patience proves their need 
 
 Of these immortal truths of God. 
 
 It brings before the eyes of faith 
 
 Those realms of radiance, tier on tier, 
 Where our beloved "dead" appear, 
 
 More beautiful because of ' ' death. ' ' 
 It speaks to grief : "Be comforted ; 
 There is no death, there are no dead. ' ' 
 
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 EBS was a lonely, shadowed lot ; 
 Or so the unperceiving thought, 
 Who looked no deeper than her 
 
 face, 
 Devoid of chiseled lines of grace- 
 No farther than her humble grate, 
 And wondered how she bore her fate. 
 
 Yet she was neither lone nor sad ; 
 So much of love her spirit had, 
 She found an ever-flowing spring 
 Of happiness in everything. 
 
 So near to her was Nature 's heart 
 It seemed a very living part 
 Of her own self ; and bud and blade, 
 And heat and cold, and sun and shade, 
 And dawn and sunset, Spring and Fall, 
 Held raptures for her, one and all. 
 
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The year's four changing seasons brought 
 To her own door what thousands sought 
 In wandering ways and did not find— 
 Diversion and content of mind. 
 
 She loved the tasks that filled each day- 
 Such menial duties ; but her way 
 Of looking at them lent a grace 
 To things the world deemed commonplace. 
 
 Obscure and without place or name, 
 She gloried in another's fame. 
 Poor, plain and humble in her dress, 
 She thrilled when beauty and success 
 And wealth passed by, on pleasure bent ; 
 They made earth seem so opulent. 
 Yet none of quicker sympathy, 
 When need or sorrow came, than she. 
 And so she lived, and so she died. 
 
 She woke as from a dream. How wide 
 
 And wonderful the avenue 
 
 That stretched to her astonished view ! 
 
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And up the green ascending lawn 
 A palace caught the rays of dawn. 
 Then suddenly the silence stirred 
 With one clear keynote of a bird ; 
 A thousand answered, till ere long 
 The air was quivering bits of song. 
 She rose and wandered forth in awe, 
 Amazed and moved by all she saw, 
 For, like so many souls who go 
 Away from earth, she did not know 
 The cord was severed. 
 
 Down the street, 
 With eager arms stretched forth to greet, 
 Came one she loved and mourned in youth 
 Her mother followed ; then the truth 
 Broke on her, golden wave on wave, 
 Of knowledge infinite. The grave, 
 The body and the earthly sphere 
 Were gone ! Immortal life was here ! 
 They led her through the Palace halls ; 
 
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From gleaming mirrors on the walls 
 
 She saw herself, with radiant mien, 
 
 And robed in splendor like a queen, 
 
 While glory round about her shone. 
 
 "All this," Love murmured, "is you own." 
 
 And when she gazed with wondering eye, 
 
 And questioned whence and where and why ? 
 
 Love answered thus : ' ' All Heaven is made 
 
 By thoughts on earth; your walls were laid, 
 
 Year after year, of purest gold ; 
 
 The beauty of your mind behold 
 
 In this fair palace ; aye, and more 
 
 Waits farther on, so vast your store. 
 
 I was not worthy when I died 
 
 To take my place here at your side ; 
 
 I toiled through long and weary years 
 
 From lower planes to these high spheres ; 
 
 And through the love you sent from earth 
 
 I have attained a second birth. 
 
 Oft when my erring soul would tire 
 
 I felt the strength of your desire ; 
 
 I heard you breathe my name in prayer, 
 
 And courage conquered weak despair. 
 
 Ah! earth needs heaven, but heaven indeed 
 
 Of earth has just as great a need. ' ' 
 
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Across the terrace with a bound 
 
 There sped a lambkin and a hound 
 
 (Dumb comrades of the old earth land) 
 
 And fondled her caressing hand. 
 
 "YOU LOVED THEM INTO PARADISE," 
 
 Was answered to her questioning eyes ; 
 
 ' i You taught them love ; love has no end ! 
 
 Nor does love's life on form depend. 
 
 If there be mortal without love, 
 
 He wakes to no new life above. 
 
 If love in humbler things exist, 
 
 It must through other realms persist 
 
 Until all love rays merge in HIM. 
 
 Hark ! Hear the heavenly Cherubim ! ' ' 
 
 Then hushed and awed, with joy so vast 
 
 It knew no future and no past, 
 
 She stood amidst the radiant throng 
 
 That came to swell love's welcoming song— 
 
 This humble soul from earth's far coast 
 
 The center of the heavenly host. 
 
 On earth they see her grave and say : 
 ' i She lies there till the judgment day ; ' ' 
 Nor dream, so limited their thought, 
 What miracles by love are wrought. 
 
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ELLA WHEELER WILCOX'S 
 AUTOBIOGRAPHY 
 
 This is called ' The Story of a Literary Career, 
 wherein Mrs. Wilcox tells the story of her own life. 
 
 It is a modest little book, beautifully printed on fine 
 paper, with artistic half-tone pictures of Mrs. Wilcox and 
 her famous home, The Bungalow. Bound in heavy Old 
 Stratford, printed in two colors. 
 
 PRICE, 50 CENTS, POSTPAID 
 
 Published by 
 
 ELIZABETH TOWNE, - - Holyoke, Mass 
 
 THE NAUTILUS 
 
 This is Elizabeth Towne's monthly magazine, of Self- 
 Help, for which Mrs. Wilcox wrote 26 new poems in 
 two years. Mrs. Wilcox recommends the magazine to 
 her friends. Also some of Mrs. Towne's books. Ask 
 for sample copy of THE NAUTILUS and you will learn 
 about the books. 
 
 ADDRESS 
 
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OCT 20 1906 
 
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