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its refreshing quiet, but he little knew how- 

 much spiritual uplift he had unconsciously im- 

 parted in his evening talk. 



Rest? Yes, we must get it by all means, for 

 we live in times when seasons of rest are im- 

 peratively demanded — demanded as never be- 

 fore. We need rest from the strain of over- 

 work that worries and wears and wastes; rest 

 from the tyranny of offering just one side of 

 ourselves to fashion and society; rest that we 

 may offer some new side of ourselves to the 

 better kind of life and feel its glow in every 

 faculty. Ah ! what fairy palaces we may build, 

 says Ruskin, of beautiful thoughts and sweet 

 hcpes, that shall be proof against all adversity ; 

 how we may weave together all manner of 

 bright fancies, satisfied memories, splendid his- 

 tories, noble actions, thoughtful sayings into a 

 fine web fit for a king; what treasure houses 

 of precious things and inspired thoughts, which 

 care cannot disturb nor pain make gloomy, nor 

 poverty take from us — houses built without 

 hands, beautiful beyond all word picturing, fit 

 for souls to live in. How are we reminded of 

 "The Chambered Nautilus" by Oliver Wendell 

 Holmes : 



