In Winter Quarters 



the triumph of good over evil; the 

 eternal supremacy of the powers of 

 light over the demons of darkness. If 

 you were to see my photograph you 

 might or you might not catch the 

 shining beauty of the figure, instinct 

 with life, poised ready for any flight; 

 his feet not glued to earth as are those 

 of common clay. Plainly he relies not 

 on a burly body for his superior power. 

 His the resistless strength that flows 

 perennially from contact with and 

 understanding of the Universal Force! 

 Mark the ethereal ease! The tenuous 

 grace! The obvious incarnation of 

 beneficent, unfettered power! Exalted 

 and refined beyond description! 



Men need not all be brutes, and 

 those who are so inclined might profit 

 by a study of this pagan Perseus. It 

 seems difficult for preachers to lead 

 you to Christ for an example. Maybe 

 some inkling as to what the divine fire 

 really means in man could be gathered 

 from the contemplation of a statue, 

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