. My tussle with the devil, and other stories . 3reloelK. inultttubes( ITHIN the darkest recessesthere is a vast multitudeseeking expression — ris-ing with each multitude alittle higher. Rubies, who gather to themselvesthe fading glory of the sun, secretlydesire the millions of rays which thediamond has secured,—while Sap-phires, holding the blue winged lightsof the moon,—seek in vain to acquirethe rustling of trees and grasses, therunning of water,—within Round and round the spiral theytravel,—ever spurred, by the forcelying within each and every one, tobe more than they
. My tussle with the devil, and other stories . 3reloelK. inultttubes( ITHIN the darkest recessesthere is a vast multitudeseeking expression — ris-ing with each multitude alittle higher. Rubies, who gather to themselvesthe fading glory of the sun, secretlydesire the millions of rays which thediamond has secured,—while Sap-phires, holding the blue winged lightsof the moon,—seek in vain to acquirethe rustling of trees and grasses, therunning of water,—within Round and round the spiral theytravel,—ever spurred, by the forcelying within each and every one, tobe more than they are and to expressAll! * * * :«c * 107 108 MY TUSSLE WITH THE DEVIL I recall my youth, in fancy, as somany jewels tied to dark recesseswhile aspiring;—The desire to voicethe Rubies of Multitudes, in Dislikeand Hatred—reveling in the Emer-alds of wealth, and desire for honors—while ever knocking at my doorwas the Sapphire, laden with giftsof Aspiration. In vain the Diamond beckoned,—in vain sought to convince me thatwithin that recess
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