Excerpt from The Winoca, 1928, Vol. 3 Into an uncultivated land there came a Sower, Full of faith, strength, and power. There in that hard ground, guided by love, He cast his golden seed. Though his task was sometimes tiresome, Sometimes relentless, He kept oh, and There, where others had failed, He, in spite of hardships, in spite of troubles, Seemed to win. Little by little his crop blossomed forth H is land prospered. But, wonderful to say, he did'not, like a selfish man, Reap the whole harvest for himself. He turned over his fields to the reapers' \vho came from all the countryside. And he, mighty man, stood back, modest, quiet, And watched the success of his work This was his joy, his life, to see others benefited by labor. Then God called to the Sower, And' he departed, But left behind him his everlasting harvest, And his immortal spirit. - john stallings. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.