Are there giants in the valley—
Giants leaving footprints yet?
Are there angels in the valley?
Tell me—I forget.
III
In my home here at Oxford, we would listen with intense interest to the story of her early years, to childhood and girlhood, and to scenes and events in her old home on the hillside. Clara Barton, by her shining example to our children and our children’s children, has left a rare legacy to the town of her birth.
Mrs. A. L. Joslyn—In Clara Barton In Memoriam.
Bucephalus was calmed, and subdued, by the presence of Alexander and became his favorite war-horse.
Abbott.
My arms, my arms. My horse; come quick, my horse——.