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Boone County Recorder . ding light where once was darkness, scat-tering Joy where once was , O Grave, so proudly boasting, do thy victory trophies lie,Where, O Death, thy sting so piercing? Tell us what it is to hath made it but the pathway to the realms of endless light,Flashed into the grave His glory—Oiled the tomb with radiance than His death His rising, and the day-star of His birthBut proclaimed the glorious coming of the sua which burst oer to speak a world from nothing, grander was it to redeem;Thus His brightest rays of glory from His res-urrection the fullness of redemption osnters In the rtirn Lord;Thus He conquered, aad to mortals Immortality left their homes in glory to proclaim the Saviours His glorious resurrection woks the anthems of the our praise then rise to Heaven on this glori-ous Easter mora,Raise the shout The Lord Is risen! higherthan The Lord Is born! —T. O. Summers, in Chicago If You Have We itpp*m*. Indigestion. FlatnlsnaeevMelt neadarhe. all rata down, low-ing flesh, you will rind

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