LIFE’S DAILY ROUND.
A PILGRIM’S PROGRESS.
I stand like one has lost his way And no man near to inquire it of; Yet, there’s a Providence above that
knows The roads which ill men tread, and can direct
Inquiring justice: the passengers that travel In the wide ocean where no paths are, Look up and leave their conduct to a star.
* -x- -x- * Poverty depresses the most generous spirits; it cows industry, and casts resolution itself into despair. * * * * Tie who never relapses into sportiveness is a wearisome companion; hut beware of him who jests at everything. -X- -X- -X- -X----lle that wrongs his friend Wrongs himself more, and ever bears about A silent court of justice in his breast. —Tennyson.
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Hokitika Guardian, 22 April 1930, Page 1
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120LIFE’S DAILY ROUND. Hokitika Guardian, 22 April 1930, Page 1
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