The Mirage 



The mirage is needed, with its refreshing beauty, out among 

 the weary wastes of sage and sand. And the mirage is there, 

 and the traveler is there, and the loneliness is there; but the 

 lure that lifts away from loneliness is also there. There is 

 always a lifting influence to help lift our loads, if only we do 

 not miss the way. But this is not a homily it is only a 

 meditation on the mirage. I want you to catch its unword- 

 able wonder, and to come under the spell of its lure, and to 

 feel the fineness of its wondrous beauty. I will leave off 

 speaking now, and you shall hear another's song of 



MIST ON THE HILLS 



