[Written for the Sentinel.]

LIVING WATER

I know a wood, dim, quiet, cool,Where many a pleasant hour was spent;Where happy children, free from school,On holiday excursions went.

Deep in the green wood's leafy shade,A bubbling spring disturbed the calm,Where of our hands a cup we madeAnd drank from out the curled-up palm.

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"IF IT BE OF GOD.'
August 31, 1912
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