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There is not in this world of sin / A soul so deeply sunk therein, / Thronged though it be with crimes and cares, / Revenges, malices, despairs, / However dire the phantoms there, / However pestilent its air- / But in its thoroughfares, night and day, / There ever is some golden ray, / Like a sweet child from home astray- / Some light of Heaven, some fragment thence / Of primal love and innocence, / Which keeps the angels on its track / To lure and win and lead it back. / -WM. H. HOLCOMBE.
"We lived at the best hotels in every town and city where we stopped, but we never stayed long at any place. Saviola was too successful a gambler for that.