Poem July 28, 1906 Issue

Where'er a noble deed is wrought,...

[The following interesting prophecy by the poet Long-fellow appeared in the first number of the Atlantic Monthly.—Editor.]

Where'er a noble deed is wrought,
Where'er is spoken a noble thought,
Our hearts in glad surprise
To higher levels rise;
Honor to those whose words and deeds
Thus help us in our daily needs,
And by their overflow
Raise us from what is low.
A lady with a lamp shall stand
In the great history of our land,
A noble type of good,—
Heroic womanhood.