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To-day I begin to write at entervals, a singular dream, instead of an ordinary paragraph. This dream is a simple version from memory. The golden vien of [[unclear]] runs through it, even to the last word. But, what it may answer my purpose better, I take a writer's liberty to give it a pen touches, here & there, which only the pen of fiction can do. This makes it, as it really is, a visionary sketch. So with these words, for a brief preface, I | To-day I begin to write at entervals, a singular dream, instead of an ordinary paragraph. This dream is a simple version from memory. The golden vien of [[unclear]] runs through it, even to the last word. But, what it may answer my purpose better, I take a writer's liberty to give it a pen touches, here & there, which only the pen of fiction can do. This makes it, as it really is, a visionary sketch. So with these words, for a brief preface, I proceed with | ||
The Dream | |||
He is a cripple-one of God's unforunates. He has a tender, sensitive heart, but which, only the One above him, has ever fully understood. | |||
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walk & duties, God ordains to cheer & brighten, with gentle ministrations, the lonely way of His more afflicted children.
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Wednesday. Dec. 8 - '76:
To-day I begin to write at entervals, a singular dream, instead of an ordinary paragraph. This dream is a simple version from memory. The golden vien of unclear runs through it, even to the last word. But, what it may answer my purpose better, I take a writer's liberty to give it a pen touches, here & there, which only the pen of fiction can do. This makes it, as it really is, a visionary sketch. So with these words, for a brief preface, I proceed with
The Dream
He is a cripple-one of God's unforunates. He has a tender, sensitive heart, but which, only the One above him, has ever fully understood.