y znzz ’ 5 1ALONG THE WAY the° There is Incence in the flowers which r the censor holds today iSupported by the Chain of Love; the links through which we pray; | nilln- Through links in which no dross ap-1 fac D. pears, aJl fashioned by a Hand 'n Whose Guardian is the Unseen Pow-j a ] er; Mysterious, Perfect, Grand.ir The Mysteries of the universe; *“e|iealedeepest thoughts of man, j va!n-I With all tremendous earnestness can boa- secure the outline plan.IVprtUJ v *•For the wisdom of the Builder is ob-a i tuse to human eyes; id Yet the footstool in its beauty, seems a message from the skies.ert-:e,intiswlPaStA million stars in heaven may all their strength unite }e To illuminate our vision; our normalix eyes to light;01 Our camera's are unfitted for the picture we would take;'W The Spheres are on a different plane, new proofs should wisely make. And the thumb-marks we created, ce are all too plain to spellAs our lesson is probation; it must cd be indexed well; ct‘ Yet without the showers and sun-shine, the golden mists above ids ^y0uld never form the rainbow with ^*1 its golden beam of lot e.raveansapafaitrtyes.We ponder in deep sadness that Des^,ti- tiny has saidof That the bud which made the biosledlifth-dervn-som, as such must first be dead Ere the journey be completed; ere itsml story it could tell ,nd Of the ripened fruit designed to be, matured ripe and well;Yet the different suits we’re wearing a soul-thread does contain; ial Electric and undying; hence \\e ma md not live in vain,bat As earth is but the footstool, and this be our normal home; od. The soul is that inheritance which uc- links us with the Throne, ted —John B. Cable, W arren, 1 a.een •—----in- r