The Newtown bee., 1902-07-25

of the strongest opposition from his own constituents, and apparently most indifferent to the fact that it would make him very unpopular. For the masses and the helpless children he was pleading. So touchingly, so pow erfully did he plead their cause, before they were aware of it, the majority of the members became conscious that they did possess hearts and principles. The bill was passed.
 Indeed you have reason to be happy, said Think. Yesterday you were small, yet great was the grief you caused. To-day you are as small, yet great the good you have wrought. Still on the lips of men we have re- peated and repeated again the phrase, "Merely Word." What are you dis cussing? I am so tired. l scarcely feel like breathing. Why, what is the matter? asked the others anxiously, as the word sank down exhausted. Are you ill? No, only weary with disgust I do wonder if there is the slightest connection between peoples brains and tongues. As you know, l am one of the choicest words of the language, Beautiful. I mean so much in con- nection with thought. action and ex- istence, but people use me who not only are ignorant of my true meaning, but who are unable to recognize me. This last, week I have been dragged Symphony; from girls bang to one of Millet's paintings. It is unnecessa- ry to tell you that I have spent the week at girls boarding school. The beautiful they possess within them selves, they seem neither to see or comprehend, the growing soul,. the half opening intellect, the developing nature. What they so readily term beautiful is often ugly. I believe their abuse, not only of myself, but of all words, is indirectly the basis of many girls failure and bitterness in life. Their constant use of false. ex- travagant language is unconsciously merged into false, exaggerated thought and action. They pass from the instruction of the school life to the worlds tuition and discipline, and the world, with pitiless severity, cor rects them.
 Mercy, if we words could for short time be teachers and professors we would awaken the world to the im- portance of some subjects. But must stop talking and rest. 1 wish some of organize strike, and refuse to labor only when and where we should. Rest is indeed beautiful. Strange, we were just speaking of peoples opinion of us, said Duty, and how insignificant one, or even few of them, seemed to them. Hush! cried the words, Beau tiful is falling asleep. The words ten- derly watched their lovely companion while she enjoyed her sorely needed rest.
 People do not know she is one of the Spirit Words, whispered Can, there fore they do not dream where her spirit would lead them. They use her and not her spirit. Yes, answered Duty. The Spirit of Beauty leads mems souls to the realms of the Spirit of Love, across the kingdoms of Self Sacrifice to the vast temples of the Spirit of Worship, thence to the foot of the glorious throne of The Most High. How seldom we meet the word Prayer, said Think, joining them in their conversation. It is one of the most sacred of the Spirit Words, for it takes the soul into the presence of it's God. When l see, continued
 Think, the worn, troubled faces of people who are trying so hard to find happiness and peace, l wonder if they know, or have forgotten, the one and only way to find it. Really, there are so few grown up minds and souls among the great masses of people. So many, many are children, using the marvellous gifts of mind and heart as toys or mere bubbles with which to amuse themselves.
 Oh! the great pity of it, and the Supreme Love and Patience so near them; the distance spanned by the breath of Prayer.
 At this moment strains of music and a chorus of childish voices were heard. The Infant Class day in the hospital,