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And in a glory like a flame The vision of an angel came. And opened to my inward sight A panorama of the world Tower and town, and castles bright With glittering arms and flags unfurled, Where rattling drums and trumpet blare Burst through the stillness of the air. And hamlet, brown: and cottage, poor. Where want and misery were rife, Sickness, strode in at every door. Small mercy, if it left them life - Who daily labored, as the slave, Who drops into a welcome grave. And as I wondered at the scene He put the question to me, there: "What [[end page]] [[start page]] [[line]] Sunday May 3. 68 [[line]] Kurill leaves early for Takaitsky Takes Leblonde, Canuck & Jack in one of the HB sleds. Will be gone perhaps a week. Day cold & disagreeable. Some Indians arrive from Koyoukuk. [[line]] Monday May 4th [[line]] Morning go with Johnnie and Peetka to the fish trap, taking Bushy in the harness with a [[neipa?]] skin for a sled. The water is very high & strong and the trap is a little broken. The fishing will soon be done. Get about 15 fish. Write & work over labels in Afternoon Swans and gulls seen today [[line]] Tuesday May 5th [[line]] Day warm & clear. Arrange a lot of labels &c. Go out & shoot mice which are running about in great numbers on the bank. Kill four with a bow & arrow. Afternoon Yagorsha arrives with a few rabbits and fish from