like
A star newborn that drops into its place,
And which, once circling in its placid round,
Not all the tumult of the earth can shake.

--James Russell Lowell.

If you would be well spoken of, learn to speak well of others. And
when you have learned to speak well of them, endeavor likewise to do
well to them; and reap the fruit of being well spoken of by them.

--Epictetus.

He that slandereth not with his tongue,
Nor doeth evil to his friend,
Nor taketh up a reproach against his neighbor;
He that doeth these things shall never be moved.

--Psalm 15. 3, 5.

Lord God, I bless thee for the lives of men and women who are willing
to be led by the truth, and who are worthy to follow thee. I pray that
thou wilt make me truthful, and keep me steadfast, that none may go
astray by the uncertainty of my way. Amen.

SEPTEMBER TWENTY-FIFTH

William Romaine born 1714.

Felicia D. Hemans born 1793.

W.M. Rossetti born 1829.

Not as the conqueror comes,
They, the true-hearted, came;
Not with the roll of the stirring drums,
And the trumpet songs of fame:

Amidst the storm they sang,
And the stars heard and the sea;
And the sounding aisles of the dim woods rang
To the anthem of the free.

Ay, call it holy ground,
The soil where first they trod;
They have left unstained what there they found--
Freedom to worship God.

--Felicia D. Hemans.

But they shall sit every man under his vine and under his fig-tree;
and none shall make them afraid.

--Micah 4. 4.

Eternal God, may I look to the Pilgrims and learn that to pray by
faith with the heart is not to pray by faith of the imagination. Help
me to pray, and have faith to struggle for that which I would
rightfully have. Amen.

SEPTEMBER TWENTY-SIXTH

Admiral Cuthbert Collingwood born 1750.

Dr. Mary Walker born 1832.

Irving Bacheller born 1859.

Frederic William Faber died 1863.

God is never so far off as even to be near--
He is within: Our spirit is the home he holds most dear.
To think of him as by our side is almost as untrue
As to remove his throne beyond the starry blue.

--F.W. Faber.

Nearer, my God, to thee,
Nearer to thee!
E'en though it be a cross
That raiseth me;
Still all my song shall be--
Nearer, my God, to thee,
Nearer to thee!

--Sa