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heart lets forth its hope upon its sorrow
and all the blackness flies and troubles
that threatened to appal seems TO crowd
around as triumphal procession follow
ing the steps Of victor. Yield not TO
the influence of sadness, look at the
bright side Do not let the shadows dis
courage you however weary one may
be, hopeful spirit will discern the
Silver Lining of the Darkest Cloud We
where weeds Of disappointment are
growing.
Essay, "A Nations Homes-Its Strongest
Forts" Miss Lima Faucette.
The hopes and fears that cluster
around the relations in which we stand
to the young are the strongest and most
intense feelings of the heart. BY a spon
taneOus movement of the mind We con-
meet these objects of affection with the
future. We pass rapidly onward in
thought from what they are, to what
they may become Mark the series of
changes, from early infancy to estab
lished maturity, from the simple feelings,
little joys and disappontments Of child
hood, to the time when each goes forth
as an individual agent on his own part
and with his own possibilities, and
you will see how wide and indefinite may
| be the range at conjecture on this sub
| iect: To what does our illustl liOus
| Washington owe his qualities Had he
a druken father or disagreeable mother
would this country ever been blessed by
such noble protector :
There was more strength in Washing
ton, the product of a home, than in all
the forts of America Lee owed his
greatness to his home The influence of
the home gave to England her Crom-
well, gave to Rome her CHzar, and gave
Scotland her Bruce The liquor traffic, is
the greatest enemy to the home. NapO
| leon drained France of her boys, but
there is a greater destroyer in our fair
land which year after year carries off one
hundred thousand to druukard's grave
There is enough spent every year to buy
million deserving people homes, and
give incentive to defend their country
Let each and every citizen guard the
homes, protect and defend them from
this invasion and the heroes Of the pre- sent
will excel in brilliancy those Of the past
Essay, The Wrecks of Genius,' Miss
Maude Morgan.
With the down fall of the Roman Em.
pire closes the ancient history of the
world succeed it is period of thou
sand wears known as the Middle, or Dark
Ages, a desert in the worlds thought, q
pandemonium in the worlds religion, a
curse in mans history, a blight upon the
eternal freedom of the mind, a void. a
trackless void. 1t could not always be
night. The human life m ~ be smothered
up, but the spark is eternal 1t will find
an outlet and may fire the world And
so the middle age found a mouth piece
found a voice, a voice, as Carlyle called
it of ten silent centuries. Such was Dan
te, the morning star of the Renaissance
the new birth of literature He loved
Beatrice and she lived eternally In
Dante's verse, and must live as long "a
songs 1t is hard for US TO appreciate
what the divine comedy has done for the
world We real our Carlyle, our Milton
our Sbelbg, our Goethe, thinking they
are great, and they are; but we forget
how much of their own work and life is
due TO Dante. He is the spark that sci
fire to the stubble Of the Dark Ages, and
gave an impulse to literature. First, q
wreck of fortune and friendship, separate
from all that was dearest TO him in this
world; and, second, a wreck of his afTec
tiOns-yet he left Us a priceless heritage
In the Sistine Chapel al Rome, above th,
altar is the fresco Of the Last Judgment
the most famous single picture in the
world. Not far distant stands the sepul
chral monument If Julius, on which i:
carved the statue OF Moses, one Of the
greatest pieces of sculpture IN the world
The life Of Julius was success. Michse
Angeles was wreck. Sent at the beck
of kings, despised, sorro"ful; qQarrying
rocks, chizelling into them his own beau
tiful thoughts, chizeliing himself into
Immortality. The last character IS Beeth
oven, unrivallei composer, whose works
have made a new epoch in the develop
ment OF music Denied the joys of life
cut of from his kind. he wrote the Misss
Solemnis" and the "C.evesl Harmony,
the two grandest pieces of music in The
known world But his life was wreck
They are men who cannot die. King
doms may rise and fall and pass with
forgeifGlness The sweep OF ages soor