By: Ardis E. Parshall - November 26, 2018 From the Juvenile Instructor, November 1911 – Thanksgiving Sermons By L. L. Greene Richards The November sunshine flashed in at the east window as Hope Gladmoore raised the blind higher so that she might have “more light” on the subject of combing her bright, glossy brown hair before her mirror. “Now shall Zion rise and shine —Fill the world with light divine.” She sang in a clear, sw...
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