Among the comrades of my youth many started the race of life with me--happiness was the winning post they had in view--and they tried many ways to reach it--some through ambition, some through wealth, some through love--but I have never chanced to meet one of them who was either happy or satisfied.

MY mind was set on nothing for myself--except this--to grope through the darkness for the Great Mind behind the Universe--to drop my own 'ego' into it, as a drop of rain into the sea--and so--to be content! And in this way I have learned much,--more than I consider myself worthy to know.

Modern science of the surface kind--( not the true deep discoveries)--has done its best to detach the rain-drop from the sea!--but it has failed.

I stay where I have plunged my soul!" He spoke as it were to himself with the air of one inspired; he had almost forgotten the presence of Lady Kingswood, who was gazing at him in a rapture of attention.
"Oh, if I could only think as you do!" she said, in a low tone--"Is it truly the Catholic Church that teaches these things ?" "The Catholic Church is the sign and watchword of all these things!" he answered--"Not only that, but its sacred symbols, though ancient enough to have been adopted from Babylonia and Chaldea, are actually the symbols of our most modern science.

Catholicism itself does not as yet recognise this.