I WAS walking full of gladness
‘Neath the azure dome,
In the splendour of the noontide,
Heading straight for home;
In the sun which since creation,
Through unnumbered years,
In its undiminished brightness
Still our planet cheers.
When a courteous stranger offered
To enhance my view,
From the candlelight which flickered
In his lantern new.
“May I know thy name, kind stranger?”
“Modern Thought,” said he.
Said I: “When yon sun is finished,
I will send for thee!”
MAX I. REICH.