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WE ARE THE TEN TRIBES

with contributions from A. L. Willoughby

Chicago, July 18.

Just at dusk one summer evening, when a dark veil or mist seemed to arise between our eyes and the setting sun, an immense pile of clouds, billowy in grace and motion, was outlined against the bluest of skies, in the south-east, touching neither the earth nor the heavens above.

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HAPPINESS AT LAST

BY B. M. W.

Ever since a child twelve years old I have been searching for happiness.

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RETROSPECTION

BY CHARLES EDWARD RIEDLINGER.

Through the sash curtains of my room the light crept dimly.

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AFTER DARKNESS COMETH LIGHT

BY KENDALL.

A little more than forty years ago there lived, in a small interior town of Michigan, a boy just entering his teens who for his studious conduct and close attendance at school was the favorite with his teacher, and who, when other boys of his age were at their play, preferred to pass his time either at his studies or listening to the conversation of elder persons, especially if the subject were a literary, scientific, or religious one.