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VOL. XXIV No. 14,

PORTLAND, OREGON ;

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For the Woman’s Tribune.
THE CITY OF GOD.

The City of God, it is like no Town _
That ever was built on the earthly plaln;
Its walls they will never tumble _down,
And never is heard a sob of pain. _
And there are the angels, shining white,
And there are the sunsets, wondrous fair,—
The rise and fall of the tides of light
In the hearts of those who have known
despair.

0 great and grand are the ways of God,
And strange the path that we all must
tread ‘
While we bow ourselves to the chastenlng
r0 ,
And rise frOm the slumbers of “the dead;”
And these are they who have hedged the
way
With a thousand
astray;
The blinded sense of the mortal mind,
,The plan for power, and the act unkind.

hopes that have gone

The City of God is the life within,

So free from the dusty states of sin:

0 climb, with me, on the lonesome way,
To the realms of the everlasting day.

*Rev. H. S. Genevra Lake.
THE LAST WORD.

Creep in thy narrow bed,

Creep, and let no more be said!
Vain thy onset! all stand. fast,
Thou thyself must break at last.

Let the long contention ceaSe!

Geese are swans and swans are geese.
Let them have it how they will!
Thou art tired; best be still.

They out-talk’d thee, hissed thee, tore thee?
Better men fared thus before thee;

Fired their ringing shot and passed,

Hotly charged—and sank: at last.

Charge once more, then, and be dumb!
Let the victors, when they come,
When the forts of folly fail,
Find thy body by the wall!
——Matthew Arnold.

Say not, the struggle nought availeth,
The labor and the wounds are vain,
The enemy faints not, nor faileth,
And as things have been they remain.
If hopes were dupes, fears may be liars;
I“ “my be. in 1't~1~...;:1'.o