Giant Hours With Poet Preachers

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ld who were always visiting him, and a little chapel. Literary men from every nation on the planet visited Miller at "The Heights." Most people interested knew also that Miller, with his own hands, had built monuments of stone to Fremont, the explorer, to Moses, an

ead Abbey, and after rambling through the old-fashioned garden that Miller himself had planted-a garden with a perfect riot

u are welcome. When you have looked around, come into Mr. Miller's own

this sweet-faced widow of the poet the less we found

t Mrs. Miller had called "The poet's own room," and there were we refreshed with cool lemonade and cakes. In the littleness of my soul I wondered when we were to pay for these favors, but the longer we remained

ue sombrero, still hanging where he had put it last on the post of the great bed. His pen was at hand; his writing pad, his chair, his great

ce interpreted his poems for us. I sat on the bed from which Miller had, just a few months previous to that, heard the great call. The others sat in his great rockers. Mrs. Miller stood as she r

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st's life. He made these great moments human. He brings them near to us, so that we see them more clearly. He makes them warm our hearts, and we feel that Christ's word

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I had discovered in his revised and complete poems that he had changed a significant phrase in that great verse. He had said, "

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emorable afternoon, made certain by her warm, tear-wet, personal testimony. And as she quoted these last lines, and the sun had set behind the Golden Gate, which we could even then see from the room in which we sat

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