  To those whose love of adventure would cause them to plunge head-long into an abyss of vain glory, hoping at life’s sunset to reap a harvest contrary to the seed that were sown, let me suggest that you pause first to read the story of “The Woman With a Stone Heart,” Marie Sampalit, dare-devil of the Philippines. Perhaps we might profitably meditate for a few moments on the musings of Whittier: “The tissue of the life to be We weave in colors all our own, And in the field of destiny We’ll reap as we have sown.” —The Author. |
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