And therewith rose the army, and the fire Died out while scarce begun. The smoke of it Was scarcely seen, the noise scarce heard; for all

The lands, sore-spent with war, had welcomed Peace,

And bowed to mightier forces than their own; Men cast aside their armour and their arms, And lived men's lives and were no more machines.

"Wars shall there be, indeed, till that last

war

That shall wage war on War and sweep the earth

Of all war-wagers and of all mankind." So spake the voice and ceased. And still we gazed,

A great white building, on its topmost tower
A great white flag, proclaimed a World's
Tribunal

For the righting of the nations' wrongs.
And that great army answered its behests
And owned allegiance to no other head.
Peace reigned triumphant. On the quiet air
I heard the merry laughter of the child,
And the great sigh of gratitude that rose
From all the mother-hearts of all the world.
"Shall it be Peace or War?”—

Once more the voice,

"To one man is it given to decide,

THOU ART THE MAN! The scales are in THY

hand.

Think well, and say,-Shall it be Peace or War?

As thou shalt say so shall it be with thee." But, ere the answer came, all vanished like A scrap of paper in a fire of coals.

Then, with a crackling peal, the thick black vail

That hangs before the face of men was rent, And in the instant lightning flash I saw,

A chamber hung with black and heaped with flowers,

Where candles tall flashed white on watchers' swords.

High on a high-raised bier lay one at rest-
Crosses and orders on his quiet breast,
Head proudly cushioned on his country's flag,
Hands calmly folded on his helmet's crest,
His back to earth, his mute face turned to
heaven,-

Answering the summons of his Over-Lord.
I strained my eyes upon his face to learn
Thereon his answer. But the dark vail
dropped,

And left me wondering what his word had been.

Had I but read his face I should have known Who lay there.-Man, like other men? Or

one

Who grasped the greater things, and by his will Brought Peace on Earth and drew Earth nearer Heaven.

The bells beat softly on the midnight air Proclaiming the New Time? Shall it be Peace? A voice within me cried and would not cease, "One man could do it if he would but dare."

YOUR PLACE

Is your place a small place?
Tend it with care!-

He set you there.

Is your place a large place?
Guard it with care!-
He set you there.

Whate'er your place, it is
Not yours alone, but His
Who set you there.

IN NARROW WAYS

Some lives are set in narrow ways,
By Love's wise tenderness.

They seem to suffer all their days

Life's direst storm and stress.

But God shall raise them up at length,

His purposes are sure,

He for their weakness shall give strength,
For every ill a cure.

SHUT WINDOWS

(For the Braille Magazine)

When the outer eye grows dim,
Turns the inner eye to Him,

Who makes darkness light.
Fairer visions you may see,
Live in nobler company,
And in larger liberty,

Than the men of sight.

He sometimes shuts the windows but to open hidden doors,

Where all who will may wander bold and free, For His house has many mansions, and the mansions many floors,

And every room is free to you and me.

PROPS

Earthly props are useless,
On Thy grace I fall;

Earthly strength is weakness,

Father, on Thee I call,

For comfort, strength, and guidance,
O, give me all!

BED-ROCK

I have been tried,

Tried in the fire,

And I say this,

As the result of dire distress,
And tribulation sore-

That a man's happiness doth not consist
Of that he hath, but of the faith

And trust in God's great love

These bring him to.

Nought else is worth consideration.

For the peace a man may find

In perfect trust in God
Outweighs all else, and is

The only possible foundation
For true happiness.

AFTER WORK

Lord, when Thou seest that my work is done, Let me not linger on,

With failing powers,

Adown the weary hours,—

A workless worker in a world of work.

But, with a word,

Just bid me home,

And I will come
Right gladly,-
Yea, right gladly

Will I come.