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H. R. walked slowly to his office. Spring was in the air. The sky was very blue and the air sparkled with sun-dust. Life thrilled in waves. The breeze sang, as it does at times in the city. It had not the harps of the trees to strum on, but it made shift with the corners of the houses. Hand in hand with the breeze from the south came the joy of living that, after all, is merely the joy of loving.
The soul of God's beautiful world -- light, heat, beauty, love -- percolated into the soul of Hendrik Rutgers and filled it -- filled it full.