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justice, and going on, while his friends are exulting, 

 to his certain and perhaps awful judgment. That 

 vision rises when I hear, not just and conscientious 

 endeavours to make out a man's character, but when 

 I hear the loose things that are said — often in kind- 

 ness and love — of those beyond the grave.' 



But there have been men and women who have 

 lifted the minds and the hearts of those who knew 

 and loved them to increasing love for goodness, to in- 

 creasing loftiness of ideal, and for these, whom now 

 no praise can hurt, no blame can wound, one can but 

 lift one's heart in ever growing thankfulness for 

 the gifts and graces which made them what they 

 were, and which will grow and increase in them until 

 the Perfect Day. 



Beati mundo corde, quoniam ipsi Deum videhunt. 



May 23, 1895. 



