Evening Republican, Volume 14, Number 197, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 19 August 1910 — HOPE. [ARTICLE]

HOPE.

When all my life’s unruly ways be trod. And at Death’s gate I stand to render toll. When all my body Is widowed of the soul And this hot heart lies cold beneath the sod, Ohj how shall I, uncovered, end unshod. < Endure the tale of that recording scrolls And where’s the hyssop that shall male* me whole To stand unshamed before the face of God? Yet, though through devious path and dark defile I wander stumbling and with aimless feet. Surely I yet shall find a meadow green Where I may rest and breathe calm air a while; Surely I yet shall. And a river sweet, 1 To wash my limbs till ev’fy speck bs clean. —G. H„ In the Academy.