CONTENTS
I'M SO GLAD I WAS BORN
PANKHURST
WHAT IS THE COLOR OF YOUR SKIN?
YOU WRITERS
ALL THE ENGINEERS PERISHED
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
I CLAIM EVERYTHING
TO LEAVE NO DOOR UNOPENED
HAVE YOU SOLD YOUR SOUL?
WHEN I LOOK INTO THE FACES
LOVING IS THE ONLY LIFE
KEEP YOUR FACE TO THE SUN
THE GLEBE
VOLUME 2 NUMBER 1
APRIL 1914
SUBSCRIPTION Three Dollars Yearly THIS ISSUE 50 CENTS
COLLECTS
By Horace Traubel