Features, The Great Soul's Apparent

Sustained And Soothed By An Unfaltering Trust, Approach Thy Grave, Like One Who Wraps The Drapery Of His Couch About Him, And Lies Down To Pleasant Dreams.

The Rose That Lives Its Little Hour Is Prized Beyone The Sculpted Flower.

He [william Henry Harrison] Did Not Live Long Enough To Prove His Incapacity For The Office Of President.

The Groves Were God's First Temples.

Stand Here By My Side And Turn, I Pray, On The Lake Below Thy Gentle Eyes; The Clouds Hang Over It, Heavy And Gray, And Dark And Silent The Water Lies; And Out Of That Frozen Mist The Snow In Wavering Flakes Begins To Flow; Flake After Flake, They Sink In The Dark And Silent Lake.