remote past. It was dreamed that man and woman once lived in joy and
fellowship, till woman ate of the tree of knowledge and gave to man to eat;
and that both were driven forth to wander, to toil in bitterness; because
they had eaten of the fruit.

We also have our dream of a Garden: but it lies in a distant future. We
dream that woman shall eat of the tree of knowledge together with man, and
that side by side and hand close to hand, through ages of much toil and
labour, they shall together raise about them an Eden nobler than any the
Chaldean dreamed of; an Eden created by their own labour and made beautiful
by their own fellowship.

In his apocalypse there was one who saw a new heaven and a new earth; we
see a new earth; but therein dwells love--the love of comrades and co-
workers.

It is because so wide and gracious to us are the possibilities of the
future; so impossible is a return to the past, so deadly is a passive
acquiescence in the present, that today we are found everywhere raising our
strange new cry--"Labour and the training that fits us for labour!"