where only the winged things attain- "as a bird among the
bird-droves of God."

I have since known that this power of direct simplicity in her
was why among the great mountains we beheld the Divine as the
emanation of the terrible beauty about us. We cannot see it as it
is - only in some shadowing forth, gathering sufficient strength
for manifestation from the spiritual atoms that haunt the region
where that form has been for ages the accepted vehicle of
adoration. But I was now to set forth to find another knowledge -
to seek the Beauty that blinds us to all other. Next day the man
who was directing my preparations for travel sent me word from
Simla that all was ready and I could start two days later. I told
my friends the time of parting was near.

"But it was no surprise to me," I added, "for I had heard already
that in a very few days I should be on my way.

Mrs. Ingmar was more than kind. She laid a frail hand on mine.

"We shall miss you indeed. If it is possible to send us word of
your adventures in those wild solitudes I hope you will do it. Of
course aviation will soon lay bare their secrets and leave them
no mysteries, so you don't go too soon. One may worship science
and yet feel it injures the beauty of the world. But what is
beauty compared with knowledge?"

"Do you never regret it?" I asked.

"Never, dear Mr. Ormond. I am a worshipper of hard facts and