needs, and the miseries and unsatisfied desires of their minds are
exactly the same. Nothing has been gained, but much has been lost.
Brave, staunch souls one by one obey the call to march over the "border
land" into nature's invisible realms; they cannot help themselves, no
one can. On they go, an endless caravan into the land of revelations,
the place of reviews, where the utterly selfish are fetched up with a
"round turn," and made to realize that a real godliness is the only
thing that can "pass muster," that mere beliefs do not count, and only
character tells. How swiftly, how inevitably their places are filled;
nothing stops; prince or peasant, it is all one; the will of the
gods--the guardians of this planet, is being fulfilled. Life here is
just one link in the endless, unbreakable chain of individual existence.

* * * * * *

Most fortunate is the soul that is started out to make the journey of
life without being handicapped by some narrowing religious superstition
or an intellectual bias that limits the mind, preventing all unfoldment
of originality.




TEST OF CHARACTER.

Sooner or later everyone who has character enough to make any sort of a
test worth while, has to have a regular bout with his "evil genius."
Christ said: "The devil hath desired thee that he may sift thee as
wheat." The form which the test takes depends entirely upon the
organization of the individual. But it is in every case the same