There, the sublime, unreachable mysteries of the Universe are haggled over by poor finite minds who cannot call their lives their own.

There, nation wars against nation, creed against creed, soul against soul.

Alas, fated planet! how soon shalt thou be extinct, and thy place shall know thee no more!" I gazed earnestly at my radiant guide.

"If that is true," I said, "why then should we have a legend that God, in the person of one called Christ, came to die for so miserable and mean a race of beings ?" Azul answered not, but turned her luminous eyes upon me with a sort of wide dazzling wonder.

Some strange impelling force bore me onward, and before I could realize it I was alone.