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All wondering and eager-eyed, within her portico, I made my plea to Hostess Life, one morning long ago. "Pray show me this great house of thine, nor close a single door; But let me wander where I will, and climb from floor to floor! "For many rooms and curious things, and treasures great and ismall Within your spaoious mansion Me, and I would sec them all." Then Hostess Life turned silently, her searching gaze on me, And with no word she reached her hand, and olfered up the key. It opened first the door of Hope, and Ion? 1 lingered there. Until 1 spied the room of Dreams, just higher by a s&air. And then a door whereon the one word "Happiness" was writ; But viicu i tried the little key I could not make it fit. It turned the lock of Pleasure's room where first all seemed so bright— But after I bad stayed awhile it somehow lost its light. And wandering down a lonely hall I oame upon a room Marked ".Duty," and I entered it-—to lose myself in gloom. Along the shadowy halls I groped' my weary way about, And found that from dull Duty's room a door of toil led out. It led out to another door, whereon a crimson stain Made sullenly against the dark these words i "The Room of Pain." But oh! the light, the light, the light that spilled down from above, And upward wound the rtaira of Faith, right to the Tower of Love I And wb*n I came forth from that plaee I tried the little k«J— And 10l tho door of Hapmaess swung open, •wide and free. . Ella Wheeler WCoox.

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THE HOUSE OF LIFE., Evening Star, Issue 15683, 23 December 1914

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THE HOUSE OF LIFE. Evening Star, Issue 15683, 23 December 1914