Two little girls living in Kansas recently sent for use in the Bible in "Mother's Room," a tasteful book mark of white satin, about three inches wide by nine inches long, having printed thereon the following beautiful and appropriate poem of :—
"And so, I find it well to come,
For deeper rest, to this still room;
For here the habit of the soul
Feels less the outer world's control;
The strength of mutual purpose pleads
More earnestly our common needs;
And from the silence multiplied
By these still forms on every side,
The world that time and sense has known
Falls off and leaves us God alone.
So, to the calmly gathered thought,
The innermost of Truth is taught—
The mystery, dimly understood,
That love of God is love of good;
That book and church and day are given
For man, not God; for earth, not heaven;
The blessed means to holier ends
Not masters—but benignant friends—
That the dear Christ dwells not afar,
The king of some remoter star,
Listening, at times, with flattered ear
To homage wrung from mortal fear,
But here, amidst the poor and blind,
The bound and suffering of our kind;
In works we do, in prayers we pray,
Life of our life, He lives to-day."
This sweet little souvenir will go down in history with the Bible, and constitute one of the many loving remembrances associated with the Mother's Room.
