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 Thy spirit ineluctable Lives, and reigns, and rises ever; Delving deeper, more divinely Into glories of love and service; High above the maddening marts of men, Of dire machines, for murder built, That sow and reap the woes of war.

O immortal man, high grown saint and prophet, Beloved father, I come—ere long, I come! Even now and here, earth-bound as I am, I rise To meet and greet thee, In God's pure heights, And thine!

This old mansion in Stokes County, N. C., was seven years in being built by its owner, Col. John Martin, who was the great-grandfather of Judge W. P. Bynum of Greensboro, N. C. Photo by the Author.

A STORY OF COLONIAL TIMES

(With a historical basis never before published.)

Ride back, my children, in the chariot of Time, A hundred and sixty-five years; And we'll join a fond father, a hero sublime— A maiden is pleading in tears!

She was seized by the Tories at a bold mountain spring, Soon after refusing her heart, To one who belonged to the enemy's ring, A foreign and haughty up-start.

Away thru the mountains they carried the maid To their secret and darksome den; And there the pure daughter of Martin was laid, The captive of merciless men.