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DREAMS
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 green leaves oerhead and softly touched my eyclids and they closed. The fairy's name was Sleep; but many called her Sweet Sleep.
 As I slept I dreamed.
 I saw an old man, bent and tremb- ling, and his hair and flowing beard were white as the snow that gently caresses a baby's grave. He carried a lantern in his left hand, and in his right a field glass. And ever and anon, as he feebly ambled on, he pnered through the glass to the right and to the left.
 He passed many people, men and wo- men, and as he passed he gave each quick, kren glance, but always he turned away with a Ii tie sad shake of the head and a disappointed sigh
 For whom did the i-ld man seek? My interest grew and I followed him ea- gerly, keeping close to his side.
 And I heard thn chime of tinkling bells, and great throng passed under the portals of mighty cathedral, splendid beyond compare, and went in and salt with reverent heads.
 And the old man followed the throng and I after him.
 And I heard burst of wondrous mu- sic that penetrated and thrilled like unt-, the echo of Gods voice in the soul.
 And the preacher wrought beautiful gems of thoushIt, by words of silver and gold. into glittering shields. And everyone was pleased, and took shield and wore it. and passed out and was happy.
 And no onn guessed that the gems were Self-praise and Self-adoration, and the words of silver and gold Were subtle FTattery.
 And the old man kept close ho the preacher and I heard him whisper: This is surely hr whom I have sought so long in vain.''
 And the preacher held his head high in the air and walked with dainty step, and he had gore but a little way when he perceived the old man following him and he stopped and waitrd until the old man came up, and said
 "Old beggar. begone! Why do you follcw me? I like it net. Another step and I call wonder policeman. What have to do with thee?"
 And I saw the old man turn back, sadly, and h. tottered fe0bly. and his aged form bent lower, and he wept. And I saw him take the shield and cast it far from him. and as it fell ht broke into a thousand fragments.
 It was sounding brass and tinkling cymhal.
 And we came to a great house where many were passing in, and w followed. And there was beautiful lady in the thrcng. with a face radiant as the sum- and eyes that drew all men to her. And as she passrd she gave each q brilliant smile and words of pleasant greeting. and all around her seemed a halo of love.
 And I heard the old man say:
 "At last! At last! Thank God," And we followed her home.
 A dainty girl as sweet as a fairy cu- pid, came bounding to meet her, but the lady put her petulantly aside. and drowned and scolded until bitter, Gcthsemane tears unbidden welled from her lovely eyes. And hnr husband met her at the dNor and led her in. affectiouately kissed her as he too, off her wraps. and piloted her to the easy chair in the cosiest corner
  smiled not nor thanked him; irritlably wished to be alone. and in her great selfishness thought of none, save her self ar-ne. And the man and little , girl went wearily away.
 The for long time the old man plodded on and on and never heedcd the many who passed. Then again he began to search. and I ,,I Ion stopped many times. and oft I saw llls dim eyes brighten. as he thought he had found that which hr was seeking. But always he would sigh and hang his head, and walk on ever with shorter and feebler step. And at last his hand trembled so he dr-pped his lantern and his glass, and he could net find them, and he went on a few steps far thrr and sank down.
 And I saw that his time was come.
 And I saw him turn feebly over on his back. and raise his thin, palsied hands piteously upward, and great tears gushed from his cavernous eyes, and trickled tremulously down his | corrugated checks. And he cried with the broken sobs | of a disappointed man. And when I looked again an apgel | stood by his side. and he said: Why weepest thou, old man?'' "Because for long years I have 1 sought that which l covet much ,and cannot find that which I seek" And what seek st thou?" Half century have I sought far and wide for him or her. called Chris tian Charity, but nowhere can I find what I seek And now I am Eo die, and my quest will cease, and my life is one long haf-century of failure and de- | spair."
 And I saw tn angel shake his head 1 sadly. And hr said:
 ''lIim whom thou seekest has been dead. To! these many years. Men cru | Cified him on the cross. Tomorrow wilt thou see him in Paradise. Many | there are who masquerade in his ar , mour. but morr wear 1t long. It chafes | him whom it fits not Thine is not a