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Poem October 10, 1901 Issue

Just a Hint

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Oh gentle guest, 'tis our request
That while beneath this roof you rest,
You will not try with voice and eye
To scorn the faith we're living by.

Our cause is meek. It does not seek
To draw from you remarks unique.
If you indeed this could concede,
We shall regret to say "God speed."

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