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Thirty THE AURORA To her thc sober raptures of reality are more than the strongest lights of romance. She does not seek for marvels, but for the daily bread of human hope, of higher ideals, and some conception of the language of the soul, which exalts the spirit like the view of the starlit heavens, and the everlasting mountains. Thus, the feminine type of fidelity is instinct with grace, attraction, moving sweet- ness, subduing gentleness, soaring aspiration, and seraphic fire, which cause her, in her girlhood, to look out upon a world decked in all the roseate hues that imagination weaves, fancies filled with schemes of ambition bent upon achieving success in some walk of life. She is eager, even to impatience to enter upon her course of chosen labor, but, ah! here must she remember that the present is only a passing phase of her existence. Youth, the sunrise, soon fades away, and the sunset of life is reached. When the sun of life sinks to rest, when the soul has been called to repose amid the purple shades of repentance, faith and love and fidelity, harmoniously blending, will lighten life's sunset hours. For as earth's sunsets are the preludes to the sunrise, so life's last lingering hours, to those who have made their day beautiful and useful, is the prelude to the glorious sunrise of Eternal Day. ' DOROTHY ERNSDORFF, '24. A Cl-llLD'S HEART I watched a little child at play, I heard its laughter, sweet as May, Its cooing voice was soft and mild- I thought me, then, of Mary's Child. The breezes fanned the rosy cheek, The sunbeams kissed the curls of gold, The baby hands, the fiowers seek And press, in joy, each petal fold. I looked into the eyes of blue- I saw their faith, so sweet and true. Their trusting depths reveal so much Which words of man could never touch. I saw the Mother standing near, She blessed each smile, and dried each tear, In tender love she clasped her pride, Then soft, it lisped, Let baby hide! A misty tear welled in my eye, Such trusting faith-Oh would that I Possessed again a child-like heart, The joy, the love-of God, a part! I looked again upon the child, Its life was pure and fair and mild, I breathed a prayer, in whisper low- Grant me, oh Lord, a heart just so! -Dorothy Emsdorj, '24
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T H E A U R O R A T wenly-nine MAKE YQUR DAY BEAUTIFUL AND YQUR SUNSET WILL BE GLORIOUSH The dark shades of night are rapidly dispersing. The morning star proclaims the coming of the dawn. Slowly from I the eastern gate Where the great sun beams his state, Robed in jtames and amber light, over the awakened mountains, the sun-beams come, and freshening breezes kiss the mellow land already touched with green, and gold, and red. In the orchards the fruit trees, awakened by the gentle zephyrs. f morn, flutter and spread a wealth of damask petals at their feet, and tangled vines andgbending grass glisten and sparkle as the sunlight touches their burden of last-evening's dew. In their nests in the tree-tops the birds have sprung to life and joy. Now a twitter here, a chirping there, and then is heard the sweet and full-throated song of a million awakening songsters. Eternal morning has broken over crag and chasm, over hill and vale, and surging roseate clouds sway to and fro, move backward and foreward like so many enthusiastic spectators. It is sunrise on God's fair earth. All day Aurora holds her course. One by one the brave lines of the mountain ap- pear, a hundred sparkling rivulets glisten on hillside and dale. Every flower and bud and bird has drank of the crystal water, and all things arise and shine in the light of God's gaze, the glorious fullness of day. The hours speed on, evening approaches, the goal becomes nearer, the speed slackens. With one last plunge, Apollo, flashing and re- splendent, reaches the goal, yet lingeringly he departs. We have witnessed the splendor of the setting sun. We have watched the golden orb sink beyond the mountain's crest. We have seen gold and red, amethyst and opal blend into the twilight shades, and we know that a beautiful day has ended in a glorious sunset. And so it is in life. If we make our day of life beautiful, then no matter when our sun on its course sinks to rest, its setting will be truly glorious. In virtue of our inherit- ance of intelligence and character, we can make of our lives just what we wish. God has given us faith in the worth of life, and the means to attain our eternal destination, Heaven. It is true that on the brightest day, the sky for a time may be cloudtlecked, but beyond the cloud the sun is ever shining. Be it ours, then, to pierce beyond the gloom of baffled purposes and shattered dreams, and find the sunlight. In the spiritual day, grace is the sun, conscience the echo of God's will to us, the power which disperses the clouds of pain and sorrow. Upon the sun of our spiritual life, faith, hope, and charity wait, while intellect, and free-will attend. The sun glistens on every pathway, so that none is dark unless we do not wish to peer beyond the shadow. How are we to make our day beautiful? It is only by cultivating the full-and high art of right living. Every soul is born for a well-defied end, and the human heart knows neither rest nor happiness until it reaches this end. Therefore it is, that a St. Augustine will cry out from the depth of his experience: Lord, Thou. has made as for Thyself, and our heart I s restless until it repose in Thee. A true woman must lead the higher life of the soul. The Christian ideal is moral worth, and the followers of Christ must place God and duty before everything. It is not the great things that aid us in living rightly, but the right accomplishment of every task God sets before us. Let us call the accomplishment of each and every task t'Fidelity.'l Fidelity, then, is a soaring drudge, a free spirit working like a bond slave, it is a part of heaven and earth. In short, fidelity is the spirit of work, but work joyfully done. The faithful woman seeks to make her own life unselfish and fragrant with kindliness. Then in calm patience, and the strength of God, she seeks to draw other lives to nobler things, to more beautiful days. She sees the good of all that is, and the beauty of the lessons of life, displayed in Nature.
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