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"We alter day by day; / Each little moment, as life's current rolls, / Stamps some faint impress on our yielding souls; / We may not rest nor stay, / Drifting on tides unseen to one dread goal and sure. " / L. MORRIS.
"WALK, Jean? " asked Mr. Trevelyan, putting his head into the Rectory dining-room, one early October afternoon. He was not given to the use of superfluous words.