Y. A.—Self-Control, Understanding, and Action.
Sp. of S.—You need more than they can give.
Y. A.—What more do I need?
Sp. of S.—Why, don't you see, you have no one to make you feel for others in the game. You can't play or work alone. You must join hands and pull together. (Comes out from the window.) Take my hand.
Y. A. (wonderingly).—Your hand is soft and warm, Spirit of Sympathy. I should like to have you go.
Sp. of A.—Hurry, come, we must be gone. Sit here, Young America, let me put these sandals on your feet. There.
Y. A.—They fit so well, Spirit. And see, wings! Ah, sandals with wings!
Sp. of U.—Sometimes it will be dark. Keep this torch burning. (She lights the torch and hands it to the boy.)
Y. A.—How bright it makes the way.