Milestone . cross the sky; She weaves her robes of light on Roark Hall,On Eastern lets her silver mantle fall. Oh, lovely night and hallowed in story That now oer me reveals bright worlds of glory!As over Eastern this rich gold is spreadMay Easterns power on hill and dale be shed Till every mountain, every valley wide May feel the ever-rising, surging tide Of Easterns sway; the crooked be made hills brought low, the hills where children wait To hear the words of joy, and peace, and life; To have their hands unshackled in the strife. The cries of children, rising from below. Attrac
Milestone . cross the sky; She weaves her robes of light on Roark Hall,On Eastern lets her silver mantle fall. Oh, lovely night and hallowed in story That now oer me reveals bright worlds of glory!As over Eastern this rich gold is spreadMay Easterns power on hill and dale be shed Till every mountain, every valley wide May feel the ever-rising, surging tide Of Easterns sway; the crooked be made hills brought low, the hills where children wait To hear the words of joy, and peace, and life; To have their hands unshackled in the strife. The cries of children, rising from below. Attract my mind before I rise to go. Lonely they are and fear the dogs of night. The great world round, and times mysterious flight. Their cries, oh sons of Eastern, let us hear; Lift up their hearts, dispel their dismal fearAnd lead them gently on the upward wayOut of the dark to high noontides bright day. Oh! comrades, let our motto now become We hear your voices, children, and we come. R. P. Foster. Twenty-four. iJradle.^ Comb^ — President Mrs. Edna, fc rmer — l/ice f?esidef<t CUSS OFFICERS r lotto: Noteveniniic/e
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