THE DAY OF ADJUSTMENT

I can think of naught but happiness adjustment will bring about and the freedom to follow it, with the falling of the shackles which have held mankind, preventing Godgiven talents from performing their work for the upliftment of individual self, who must evolute from out of this state of bondage, made solid by superstition, ignorance, witchcraft, hypnotic spells and influence and brot to bear by inferior minds governed by an iron claw of Hades.

The day of adjustment brings with it destruction to some of the prenatal and unwisely established customs and habits, so long pursued by a dictatorial, self-appointed and populi-substantiated authority.

This day of adjustment is the acceptable time; it is the day of salvation.

Listen and follow the divine bidding, and know that everything will terminate according to design, for "all wrongs will be righted."

And to be of service to self, and to all those we are interested in, and lastly, to promote

altruistic tenets, we must keep informed, capable and able to take a hand at everything that business activities mark this present era, and thus prove of advantage to one and all alike.—Tanta Theresa.

ON THE SUMMIT OF PIKE'S PEAK

In the heart of the Rockies, the very backbone of our continent, on the afternoon of August 13th, the anniversary of the inception of the Society of Federation of Nations, we entered the city of Colorado Springs. which lies at the base of Pike's Peak. The rosy tints of the setting sun tinged the snowcapped peak. The President of the Society had been commissioned to declare the Message of Peace to the World from the summit of this glorious peak, where some years ago a Peace banner had been placed.

The following morning, August 14th, our Peace Messenger with two witnesses made the ascent of the peak-up and up in the clear, pure air until we reached the summit. A glorious prospect it was indeed. We seemed to have the world stretched before

our vision as our eyes viewed the vast expanse spread out before us. With arms raised toward the blue canopy and palms upturned the Message of Peace was proclaimed. Peace, Peace, Peace to all the Nations. Peace, Peace, Peace to all the World. And on the waves of ether, in that pure rarified atmosphere, we seemed to hear the glorious message taken up and repeated o'er and o'er until the very heavens rang with those words of deep import, and the blessed immortals, as audions, passed the message on and on until even the stars took up the refrain.

The word has gone forth. It is bound to bring fruition, and all the tribes and nations of the Aryan or White Race will come to the realization of their true mission on earth, that purpose which all the Saviors have taught and labored for, that Peace which surpasseth the understanding of man. May the dawn of that blessed day be near at hand. Elizabeth Ingraham.

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THE MESSAGE OF PEACE

The twelfth of August, 1920, was a cold, rainy day in Denver, Colo. Quite a heavy rain had fallen, which revivified nature and added to the beautiful green of the city. The report from Pike's Peak was a snowfall so heavy that the peak was literally snowed in, and that no trains could be run. We began to think about it and when we awoke on the morning of the thirteenth we felt there was no time but the present. The thirteenth was a day of record and on that memorable morning we began to make preparation for the journey. We left the Union railroad station at three p. m. railroad time, but we were there at three sun time. Denver, we were told, is the one city that had decided to hold to the sun for time this summer.

In our party were three-Nellie Wheelwright, Elizabeth Ingraham and Sarah Latta.

It was deemed best to spend the night at Colorado Springs. We quickly made the little journey, enjoying riding thru the green country. The atmosphere growing more invigorating as we ascended higher and higher. We wisely took a lunch basket or box, know

ing only too well what it is to partake of food prepared without thot or knowledge of its importance in the development of a healthy body. Mother Latta's tiny lamp was the cause of much merriment and we might add, difficulties. But as there was the will they were soon overcome and we not only had delicious coffee but in the morning discovered we could make toast over the little lamp. If we only would realize what can be accomplished with the little things!

As Mother Elizabeth was entrusted with the duty of calling us in good season, we were up in plenty of time for our trip. After a breakfast of fruit, bread and coffee we went out and were literally enchanted with the wonderful atmosphere and the perfection of that pure ether.

We then made the interesting little trip to Manitou to take the cog railroad to the summit of Pike's Peak.

A young girl told us that her party had waited nearly all day on the thirteenth, but the engine simply refused to move a peg. Such a thing, they were told, had never happened before. This gave us that beautiful untrodden snow to remind us of many sacred, holy things.