ective day for your soul--growth beyond your
realization of [sentence is unfinished].

FINAL INFLOW.

A seriousness had fallen over both of them as touching on the
live issues of frail, human hopes and fears, so that each felt the
need of that great unseen, yet ever-living power divine. What a
strange cup-reading it was in the end! Wonderful to both of
them, yet they somehow tarried, as though fearing to reveal the
certainty chapters, as you now know the third is designated, yet
the soul was sated.

Wealth, in some physical form, I find is the great desire, more
even than love or friendship, so that I repeat the golden words
of the poet, though knowing the need of money for worthy
purposes. There will be for us just enough of the pure coin, not
this "God of greed."

THE GOLDEN GOD.

[THOMAS HOOD.]

Gold! gold! gold! gold!
Bright and yellow, hard and cold;
Molten, graven, hammered and rolled;
Heavy to get and light to hold;
Hoarded, bartered, bought and sold,
Stolen, borrowed, squandered, doled;
Spurned by the young, but hugged by the old
To the very verge of church-yard mould,
Price of many a crime untold;
Gold! gold! gold! gold!

Then said the psychometrist: Now, look with me into this cup.
Let us, together, trace the final symbols, now that we are united
as true friends.

The form of a woman--see her head and her garments blown
forward, the wind is at her back. She goes now with some
strong, public tide. That is well. In this clear field there is
recognition for you. An _electric street light_--that, too, is some
public good in process for your sharing;--and here is like a
flowing stream. The mountains are, also, again in view. Each
effort holds in a life-reading like this. Some rubbish before
reaching the heights.

But look! Oh, behold the _moon_ behind the hills. See, it is
surely beginning to rise. Let your mind now concentrate on its
sublime glory. It is the best kind of promise. Honors await
yourself and another member of your family. A full moon
signifies that other events have poured their treasures into
conditions which have required time. Your moon is not yet over
the full scenes of your life. The sunrise, too, appears! How
sublime! Here is the stout man--your future husband with a
child at his side. A man of affairs, with the _triangle_ and a
_ship_ of _state_, and here are the roses growing. You will be
greatly beloved. The