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SARAH BENNET'S POSSESSION

perhaps with all the more success, because his soul was not far removed from earth. But, as of old, there was the great gulf fixed, the unbridgeable abyss between good and evil. There was the tragedy of it, his repentance had come too late.
I sometimes think that if she had been less holy, he might have succeeded in letting her know of his repentance; but as it was, his greatest strivings appeared to her nothing more than the ludicrous images of a dream.
In the past, he scarcely lingered in her memory; in the present there was no channel left, there was nothing in common between her and him.
Mrs. Bennet, laughing over her dream, is an epitome of the cruelty of perfect justice.
After her death when I was looking through the old lady's papers, I came across two sets of verses written in her exquisite hand. I do not think she could have copied them. As a conscientious minister of the Society of Friends, she would have disapproved of the sentiments. These verses I have placed at the beginning and end of my story, for they seem to afford final proof of the fact of Sarah Bennet's possession.

Plenty followed after Peace,
And bought her men with gold
Who spoke of the time when wars should cease,
Forgetting the days of old.
But men for ever will arise
Who hate with holy rage
The easy cant of compromise,
Who know their heritage !

It's not for the sound of fife and drum;
But they like the life and so they come,
As their fathers came before
English boys from the playing fields
To taste the joys that slaying yields,
To play the game of war!

Give us war in our time,
O Lord! For peace let women pray,
A hardened heart and a two-edged sword
And a lust to kill and slay!

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SARAH BENNET'S POSSESSION

Fire and famine in our wake,
The cities lie before,
Nerve your arm for the plunder's sake,
Follow the dogs of war!

They'll come to the call of the drum and fife,
And laughing leave their home and wife,
As before their fathers came.
The tattered flag has cleft the wind,
And it's only the wounded are left behind,
For war, red war's the game !

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