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Poetry.

LEO XIII KIND eyes, that with a flame so pure From those thin temples glow, We gaze with growing awe, unsure If this be man or no. For Time, that breaks the body frail, Adorns......

Books.

HIDING-PLACES.* IN these days of peace and tolerance none but he who has committed a crime against life or the pocket need hide himself from justice. But there was a time when......