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 'GOD'S PEACE' 357

We want to build there a summer house in the style of an antique temple. Round it we will plant a row of sheltering fir-trees, but round the temple and its columns Virginia creeper, eglantines, and caprifolium shall cluster as time goes on, and above its portal we will write in golden letters : To the God of Rough-Hill.

To the God of Rough-Hill, the God of peace, the God of our happiness, we will build our floral temple. Here we will sit together, gazing far out over the land and let the world go by in its noisy way ; we will hear the hurricane roar, and see the storm break round us, sheltered by our quiet tent of peace. Here we will sit, while we are young and roses grow in our hearts ; here we will sit when the old years come and the fragrance of memories are round us. Up here we will lead our children, while they are young and teach them to kneel to our God, and here we will await them, when tried in the battle of Ufe, they seek rest in the temple of their childhood's home. But we think it would be most beautiful of all — and we smile at the ambitious flight of our dreams — when the day comes, when our son and his bride take our places amongst the roses and caprifoliums.

Together we will build our temple. But the day it is finished and we stand there together, I shall tell Greta, how long before I knew her, and long before I loved her, I had worshipped her as the goddess of peace, and built her a high-altar of the mill.