Xahe InioneNeraid quot In due season we shall reap if we faint not quot VoL XI BERRIEN SPRINGS MICH WEDNESDAY SEPTEMBER No The Ark of Refuge LEON A SMITH So may my thoughts when unrestrained within As Noah apos s dove sent forth on landward quest By wholesome task not wander idly forth O apos er the wide deluge waste pursued its flight O apos er the dark deeps of folly and of sin And finding near or far no place of rest Where rest is not