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PEDLAR'S PACK.

"Love Is no liuokster; tJiat is mino is thine.'' " OF SUCH ." O Child that lovest, think not "I am nought;" For that great lovo Thou spend'st sa lavishly Shall mora than health, and wealth, and wisdom ba To him God lends the marvel. Each new thought Within Thy heart, of 60undless musio wrought, And truth, and tenderness, and purity, Bathing his Soul-as in a shining sea Celestial, cleanseth alt his stain. 0, fraught "With rare resultings, fruitfullest thing on Earth, Is love, my Child, which, having purged away All grossness, counts that wonder nothing worth, And brings, like swathing sunshine, day by day Seed after seed divine to beauteous birth, Had pexisht but for its enkindling ray. —Maksyas.

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Otago Witness, Issue 3336, 20 February 1918, Page 3

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PEDLAR'S PACK. Otago Witness, Issue 3336, 20 February 1918, Page 3

PEDLAR'S PACK. Otago Witness, Issue 3336, 20 February 1918, Page 3