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THE END OF THE TRAIL.

I must travel the miles till the journey
is done,
Whatsoever the turn of the way.
I shall bring up at last at the set of
the sun,
And shall rest at the close of the
day.
Let me deal as I journey with foeman
and friends
In a way that no man can assail,
And find nothing but peace at the road-
way's last bend.
When I come to the end of the trail.
We are brothers who travel a great
common road,
And the journey is esay for none.
We must succor the weary and lift on
the load
Of the pilgrim whose courage is done.
Let me deal with them wach on my
way to the west
With a mercy that never shall fail,
And lay doen to my dreams with a
conscience at rest
When I come to the end of the trail.
--Clarence R. Flynn, in Christian
Herald.