ion of beauty.This, according to the terms of my imagined miracle, is to be my third and last day of sight.I shall have no tome to waste in regrets or longings;there is too much to see.The first day I devoted to my friend, animate and inanimate. The second revealed to me the history of man and Nature.Today I shall spend in the workaday world of the present.And where can one find so many activities and conditions of men as in New York ?so the city becomes my destination.Now I begin my rounds of the city.First,I stand as a busy corner,merely looking at people,trying by sight of them to understand something of their lives.I see smiles,and I am happy. I see serious detemination, and I am proud.I see suffering, and I am compassionate From Fifth Avenue I make a tour of the city. First ,I stand at a busy corner, merely looking at people,trying by sight of them to understand something of their lives.I see smiles, and I am happy. I see serious determination, and I am proud.I see suffering, and I am compassionate.From Fifth Avenue I make a tour of the city_to Park Avenue, to the slums, to factories, to parks where children play. I take a stay-at-home trip abroad by visiting the foreign quarters.Always my eyes are open wide to all the sights of both happiness and misery so that I may probe deep and add to my understanding of the imagines of people and things .Some sights are pleasant,filling the heart with happines;but some are miserable.To these latter I do not shut my eyes, for they,too are part of life .To close the eye on them is to close the heart and mind.At midnight I would be blind again,forever, and permanent night would close three short day I should not have seen all I wanted to me. Only when darkness had again fallen upon me should I realize how much I had left unseen.