The gods love you and lend you their soft robes of white.

BAILEY MILLARD,
in _Songs of the Press._



MAY 22.


ON THE STEPS OF THE LECONTE MEMORIAL LODGE, YOSEMITE VALLEY.

I wonder not, whether it is well with this true seer,
Who saw, while dwelling in the flesh, foundations strong and broad;
I do not doubt that when he ceased to worship in this temple,
Serene, he passed from beauty unto beauty, from God to God.

BENJAMIN FAY MILLS.


Within, a whole rainbow is condensed in one of these magnificent
shells.

JOSIAH KEEP,
in _West Coast Shells._



MAY 23.