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With the July number, 1907, THE PATHFINDER begins its second volume. We promise to maintain in this the same standard of excellence. During the year the Old Authors series, including Malory, Cervantes, Boccaccio, Michelangelo and Abelard, will be continued; a new series of Literary Portraits, including Waller, Herrick, Suckling, Jonson, Lovelace, Campion and Carew, will be added; Dr. Weygandt's series will include, among others, articles on Stevenson, Houseman and Newbolt; Mr. Wiley will continue his series dealing with the English Romanticists, and Mr. Rose his criticisms of art and artists. There will be special numbers devoted to Dante, Milton, etc.

It is now impossible to supply volume one; certain numbers are no longer in print.

All new subscriptions must begin with number one of volume two.

THE UNIVERSITY PRESS
OF SEWANEE TENNESSEE

A monthly magazine in little devoted
to Art and Literature

GLEN LEVIN SWIGGETT, Editor
SARAH BARNWELL ELLIOTT
CURTIS HIDDEN PAGE
EDWIN WILEY

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'T is planned to be the meeting-place for those who care for the beautiful and permanent things in art and literature; where one may find, selected carefully from the writings of the master-minds of the past, their best thoughts and appreciations of these things; and where the man of to-day, whether scholar, poet, or artist, may give expression to his love for and abiding faith in those personalities, institutions, and things that reflect a serious purpose and lofty ideal.

The journal must needs be brief. It will contain a series of short essays, a connected run of pithy paragraphs, original poems, selections or translations from the great poets or prose writers, and other available matter of a similar character. In the course of the year special numbers will be given to those men and movements that merit such treatment.

It is our desire to gain in this simple undertaking the interest and support of all who may feel the need of such a publication, and who' understand that we shall not be adding another to a list of "periodicals of individuality and protest" which is probably large enough already. May we not beg your cordial co-operation and secure your promise to subscribe and to influence as many of your friends as possible to do the same?

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This journal is published monthly by THE UNIVERSITY PRESS OF SEWANEE TENNESSEE.

The subscription price is Fifty Cents a year, or Seventyhive Cents when sent to a foreign country. Single copies are Ten Cents.

All communications, except those of a business character, should be addressed as follows: The Editor of The Pathfinder, Sewanee, Tennessee.

Containing Psalm cxxxiv (from which the title is taken), and the six Benedictions in the Book of Common Prayer; hand-lettered in Medieval style and illuminated upon the finest vellum paper (in preference to genuine vellum) by the artist engaged upon the Book of Remembrance for All Saints Chapel, University of the South, Sewanee, Tennessee. Bound in White Calf, with title in handlettering. This work was done for exhibition, and a very limited number of copies for sale at $25.00. The separate pages sell for $5.00 apiece.

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A latin version of the above. Limited to five copies, offered upon the same terms. Either book sent on approval to any responsible person.

THE UNIVERSITY PRESS
of SEWANEE TENNESSEE

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AUGUST, 1907

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AMOR MYSTICUS

By THOMAS S. JONES, JR.

When I think of the world and then of you,
The vast undone, the search unprofitéd,
The sunny morning when the skies were red,
The dreary evening when the day was through,
A luring light that always further drew

And ended with both strength and courage fled-
This of the world where every hope was dead,
And this to one who made the dreams come true.

A slender craft I sent upon the wave,

The dawn was rosy and my heart was glad,
Nor thought I then that any storms could be;
But what the world took strangely back you gave,
And now I, like a little dream-bound lad,
See all returned my golden argosy!

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