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160 us, in our work, nor indeed with the Father of Lights, who teaches us all to see truly if we will.

"The young minister has spent a morning with us. He came to make my acquaintance, shook me warmly by the hand, and—that was the last I saw of him, for he kept as close to Rhoda’s side as circumstances would permit!  The naked eye is all one needs to discern his motives!  Psychological observations, indeed!  Child study, forsooth!  It was lovely to see Rhoda’s freshness, spontaneity, and unconsciousness, as she flitted about like a pretty cardinal-bird.  Poor young minister, whose heart is dangling at the strings of her scarlet apron!  Lucky young minister, if his arm ever goes about that slender red-ribboned waist, and his lips ever touch that glowing cheek!  But poor me! what will the garden be without our crimson rose?"