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yours at the beginning. Have a care ! I warn 

 you ! " 



And the wave with the silvery crest sped 

 on. 



" It is true we are umall and can do but lit- 

 tle," whispered the Coral ; " but the Master of 

 Life created us for a glorious purpose. He 

 has deigned to give us lovely visions, and 

 has said to us in a voice sweeter than song, 



"Yes," assented the Gorallium ruhrum') pre- 

 cious coral), " his presence suffused the clouds 

 with a glow surpassing the beauty of the morn- 

 ing ; fair tints commingled and veins of crim- 

 son and scarlet intertwined like delicate tmgs. 

 We are a feeble folk, and we knew not that we 

 could be of any use, but a voice came out of 

 the cloud, saying, ' Build ye on this v:ise ! ' 

 We knew not how, but in strong desire and 

 overpowering love we dwelt upon the vision. 

 Of ourselves we are no longer aware. We 

 lose ourselves in obedience to the beautiful 

 vision, and we feel an assurance that all is 

 well." 



A Wave touched lightly the pink and crim- 

 son bijouterie of the coral bed and whispered 

 to the polypi: "In losing yourselves ye find 

 honor and become the setting of crowns. 



