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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Mar 26, 1914

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 91, No. 13.

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Footprints

By Edw. J. Urquhart

EDW. J. URQUHART
ONE day as I strolled down a city street, On a walk of concrete made, I beheld the print of a baby's feet All firm in the concrete laid.
Was it chiseled there in the solid stone, That print, with wondrous care? Or could it ever be truly known How came the footprint there?
Yes, when it was soft and newly laid, The babe in its childish play Had stepped on the walk, and the print was made, As a footprint in the clay.
A grand old man on his deathbed lay, While his friends were gathered there; When with dying breath they heard him pray, In French, our Saviour's prayer,
It was strange, and those who were gathered there Sincerely his life's ways sought, And found that in childhood days the prayer By his good French nurse was taught;
And his busy life, with all its care, Effaced not the lesson taught, But the mind retained the childhood prayer, As the footprint in the rock.
Chico, Cal.