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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Aug 1, 1900

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 26, No. 31.

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EVERY-DAY WORK.

By Fireside Teacher

A TORRENT sweeps adown the mountain's brow, With foam, and flash, and roar. Anon its strength is spent; where is it now? Its one short day is o'er. But the clear stream that through the meadow flows, All the long summer on its mission goes.
Better the steady flow; the torrent's dash Soon leaves its rent track dry. The light we love is not a lightning flash From out a midnight sky, But the sweet sunshine, whose unfailing ray, From its calm throne of blue, lights every day.
The sweetest lives are those to duty wed, Whose deeds, both great and small, Are close-knit strands of one unbroken thread, Where love ennobles all. The world may sound no trumpets, ring no bells; The book of life the shining record tells. —Fireside Teacher.