Chapter 12 THE GOLD GOD OF MODERN SOCIETY.

"When wealth no mere shall rest in mounded heaps.

But smit with freer light shall slowly melt

In many streams to fatten lower lands,

And light shall spread, and man be liker man

Thro' all the seasons of the golden year."

No one who is in touch with the throbbing life of this time can fail to perceive that this is an age peculiarly gi