1945 Arrow

Is ••••• the master who draws the purest notes of music from his instrument . the bricklayer who builds individuals into the walls of our churches the compass which directs the course of many a wanderer . . . the miner who strains from the rush ing waters of human maze the tiny pieces of metal to be melted and formed in God's mold . . . the beacon light which guides precarious youth over the tempting, misleading coral reefs of formative years . . . the breeze which kindles the tiny flame into a holy blaze of success that will in turn yield similar sparks of influence . . . the gardener who tends the delicate embryos in the barren patch until it becomes a garden of lovely plants whose roots are embedded in the soil of God's will and whose petals reach forth toward the dawning day .. .