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 And from the sky, on sleeping folk, Mine engines did fnll vengeance win !" To whom said Attila the Hun, "In all of this thou hast well done !"

"But I," the other shade replies, " Where'er I dealt the killing blow. Or gave mine iron cross as prize, Therewith I bade God's blessing go . . ." . . . Then, Attila fell back, outdone — God's scourge, and not His favored son !

— Edith M. Thomas.

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