Renewal

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said: "Mother, I am sure the Lord sent President Lyman to give you a blessing." "Yes," she replied, "I feel happy and believe the pain is already leaving me." Mother lived some little time after this, but her suffering entirely left her. While she was conscious only part of the time, her expression changed from one of pain and grief to that of happiness and contentment, and she died peacefully with a sweet smile upon her lips. Little Lucile, through her faith in God's servant, brought the last blessing and happiness into our dear mother's life.

Renewal

"He hath put down the mighty from their seat!" Thus rang the old decree, And lo !the epic fiat obsolete Furls in Autocracy.

For now a tocsin routs the aulic clan, With dirge commiserate, And gaunted want lays tenure on the land, Till kings must supplicate.

A Vulture flinging waste to every zone, And blood motes to the noon, Turns wanton talons in upon his own Thus nations cringe and swoon.

The sophist vaunt and pride inveterate, Turns back the Paschal morn, The night is pulsed with anguish consummate, Thus Liberty is born.

The battlefield hath stained the lily's sheen, As with Thessalian flood, Yet Progress sits her orbit of routine, And takes her toll of blood.

Her triumph, spun in sacrifice and fire, Shall purge the hearts of men Though hosts her spoil, and Babel-high her pyre, She shall make new again! Bertha A. Kleinirumn. Mesa, Arizona