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enables them to keep abreast of the times; it qualifies theood bit of the s They do not need to apprehend the

significance of things They do not groeary nor miss step, nor do

they fall out of rank and sink by the wayside to be left conte procession that has left me by the road-side! Its

fantastic colors arewaters Whatbeneath

the feet of the ever-pressing multitude! It moves with the majestic

rhythm of the spheres Its discordant clashes sweep upward in one

harmonious tone that blends with the music of other worlds--to coreater than the stars--that reater than the palpitating earth and the things growing thereon Oh!

I could weep at being left by the wayside; left with the grass and the

clouds and a few dumb animals True, I feel at home in the society of

these symbols of life's i feet, the clashing discords, the ruthless hands and

stifling breath I could not hear the rhythm of the march

Salve! ye dumb hearts Let us be still and wait by the roadside