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on its heels, came the telephone. And while these latter factors seem to “anni. hilate time and space,” spanning the globe and grasping the skies, the press, a more tardy factor in the affairs of men, is, nevertheless, immeasurably of more importance. It not only shapes and lights the world, but it holds its destiny in its ubiquitous and semi-omnipotent folds. It alone lifts man's feet from the sands on the shore to cliffs above the clouds, leaving his footprints in the everlasting rocks.
As a power it knows no fear; it wrecks the most stupendous of all human barriers to the upward and onward triumph of the race, namely, ignorance and superstition, clearing the way for watch-towers and temples of justice and letters.
It broadens the mind, it opens the hand; Gives sight to the blind, and charms to
the land, It brightens the stars, it heightens their
dome, It lightens the world, and brightens the
It comes with Queen Hesper, the evening
to greet, And again at the dawn with the world
at its feet.
Before the Dawn.
AGAIN we calmly scan the wonders of the stellar depths, and humbly ask: From whence did vast creations spring ? And how forever on a burning wing ? And, lo, an answer in a whisper comes like ripples on a summer shore, saying: Before the birth of worlds, or flaming mandates fired the shoreless sun, went forth a Voice from God of purpose * born, which filled the realms of newborn time and space with calls divine: “To life! To life! To everlasting life !”
And when its thunders rolled away, organic law and life were there to frame and light the stellar worlds; to plan and garnish worlds of light and shade for man's brief rest, while on the march to brighter realms beyond the skies.
And now, as in lost ages on the early shorés of time, the sun and solar worlds, and countless worlds beyond the ken of man, will ever course on wings of thought around the central Keep of God's eternal Home.
We see the endless worlds so early called to light, and placed so far beyond our reach by hands divine; we crave a life to see and comprehend the glories of the stellar Dome, as now we see the Master's work within our reach.
Sense Versus Profession.
THE human cast, or force of mind called genius, is in no sense an offspring of human teachers. It is more, the glow of divine inspiration in the study, conception, discovery, and correct translation of nature's laws, and their availability in the affairs of men.
The greatest linguists, poets, mathematicians, philosophers, statesmen, sol. diers, and engineers of history, both ancient and modern, were of nature's school. They who have surveyed and subdued primeval barriers, and bridged the broad. est chasms, and laid their gauge to the summit of success, were, with few exceptions, nonprofessionals—men of “mortals born; they leave, like Egypt's kings, a lasting tomb.” We should, however, not forget that God's purpose underlies both inferior and superior minds.