Well if it lead us to be, not afraid of the THE FESTIVAL 

 divine processes, but thrilled with "the glory OF THE SIGHT 

 of going on." If it do this, then will our dream 

 of life be truer and richer, and something that 

 has entered into life will live and kindle the 

 old light even when our eyes have grown dim. 



In a pageant, the last place is the place of 

 honor. The crowning glory is left for the van- 

 ishing moment. 



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