cost more than positive well-doing. This too, however, is but cold
consolation when the cord is brought and the grave is already dug.

It must be admitted that Reason cannot give any answer. Socrates, when
his reasoning comes to an end, often permits himself to tell a story.
"My dialectic," he seems to say, "is of no further use; but here is a
tale for you," and as he goes on with it we can see his satyr eyes gleam
with an intensity which shows that he did not consider he was inventing
a mere fable. That was the way in which he taught theology. Perhaps we
may find that something less than logic and more than a dream may be of
use to us. We may figure to ourselves that this universe of souls is
the manifold expression of the One, and that in this expression there is
a purpose which gives importance to all the means of which it avails
itself. Apparent failure may therefore be a success, for the mind which
has been developed into perfect virtue falls back into the One, having
served (by its achievements) the end of its existence. The potential in
the One has become actual, has become real, and the One is the richer
thereby.



PATIENCE



What is most to be envied in really religious people of the earlier type
is their intellectual and moral peace. They had obtained certain
convictions, a certain conception of the Universe, by which they could
live. Their horizon may have been encompassed with darkness; experience
sometimes contradicted their faith, but they trusted--nay, they knew--