secretary's report. 



My cheeks a richer carmine show 



Than French cosmetics conld bestow ; 



A subtle grat3e my lithe limbs gain, 



That rules of art might teach in vain. 



Jfor this alone the urchin pays 



To offset his uncanny ways ; 



For, look you ! every frosty mom 



He comes with jewels to adorn 



Each tree and shrub beside my door : 



I gaze ; I -am no longer poor ; 



I walk a king ! My cottage shed 



No longer shelters me ; instead, 



A palace roofs me, rich and grand, 



Bizened with gems of every land. 



A thousand glittering rubies shine, 



Like great, rich drops of frozen wine. 



Beneath this royal roof of mine ! 



The diamond and the opal flame 



Anear me ; jewels wanting name, — 



■So bright they be, so rich and rare, — - 



Flash splendor round me everywhere. 



I shut my gloi-y blinded eyes 



For sheer relief; and straight arise 



Thoughts of that glorious vision told 



By John : the city made of gold 



Stands open to my gaze ; I see 



That too was built for m«, — for me 3 



I hear the angels singing sweet, 



I see them cast at Jesus' feet 



Their buraing crowns, — ecstacy 1 



I see my crown laid up for me 1 



I see the palm that I shall bear ; 



The white, white robe that I shall wear •; 



And while my spirit faints away 



For very pj, sweet voices say, 



* ' Thine is the fair, fruit-bearing tree ; 



Thine is the burning jasper sea ; 



Thine the white robe, the crown, the palm ; 



