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1n the "ear 1903Gideon 1. Humphreys will return to Western Marvland Theologic;l Seminary, where he will complete the course. ~ No one ~IS talented as your classmate would have any difficulty in mak, ing himself known in the world. In 1911 you will find him pastor of a prominent church in New York, where everyone who hears him is thrilled by his eloquence. He will not only devote his time to the writing and preaching of his ser-mons. but before he is thirty, two volumes on deep Theo- logical subjects will be the result of his brilliant mind. If you should pass through the business section of the City of Salisbury YOll will he attracted by a familiar name above one of the large depart- ment stores-cv Wade Insley & Co." It is as you will suspect, your classmate has become a prominent busi, ness man and one of the wealthiest men of the section. He is not to be outdone in business affairs, for his quick mind detects the slightest defect. In the year 1907 Edith Clare Kimmell is sitting in her boudoir lost in a reverie. She is now an acknowledged success as a writer of storiettes and has much enriched herself in this capacity. As you see her now she has just opened her mail, consisting of several letters containing cheques 1'1'0111 lead- ing magazines, and one other letter. The latter is what is causing her pres- ent perplexity. She looks musingly at three diamonds, one of which sparkles on the third finger of her left hand, the other two scintillating from the satin cushions of their boxes. They are worn in turn, as the donor of the one or the other rises in favor. She draws 01Tthe diamond fr0L11her finger and substitutes one of the others, but her face docs not. brighten, then the second is replaced by the third. This, however, shares the fate of the others and is replaced in its box. And now we see the old look of determination, which is so familiar in Edith's face, as she seals the boxes containing the three diamonds and directs them to their respect!\'C donors. Then, with a look of relief, she takes up her pen and acknowledges her willingness to replace her discarded jewels by om: pure gem. Of course 1 was intensely interested in my own prophecy and a peal of laugter burst from me as I read my future. In 1910 all the country will be ringing with the name of Charles H. Kolb, the great poet of the century. His poems are not ~o be surpassed, 6~