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Man, earth, time, eternity, God, are all inscrutable mysteries My own soul is a mystery unto itself, and so long as I am impotent to fathom its depths, how shall I hope to unfold the secrets of the universe?" She had rejected Christian theism, because she could not understand how God had created the universe out of nothing.

What had happened was Brandeis a man with an American temperament. Mr. Brandeis had defended his company from the people by going the people's way and helping them until they helped him. Mr. Brandeis gave gas a soul in Boston. Before a gas corporation has a soul, it would be American for a government to treat it in one way. After it has one it would be American to treat it in another.

And it may be said that the great men of the world from the earliest dawn of civilization, with but few exceptions, have believed that the life of the soul does not end with the death of the body.

This, then, sirs, is to be a knight-errant, and what I have spoken of is the order of his chivalry, of which, as I have already said, I, though a sinner, have made profession, and what the aforesaid knights professed that same do I profess, and so I go through these solitudes and wilds seeking adventures, resolved in soul to oppose my arm and person to the most perilous that fortune may offer me in aid of the weak and needy."

But it was the unexpected which happened. The soul of David Corson had passed through one of those genuine and permanent revolutions which sometimes take place in the nature of man. He had completed the cycle of revolt and anarchy to which he had been condemned by his inheritance from a wild and profligate father.

How rich she was! Only think of it and it is an Eternal inheritance, for the chapter begins with "no condemnation" and ends with "no separation." If you will look at verses 7 and 8 of our Psalm, you will see four things which the Word of God does. "It converts the soul, makes wise the simple, rejoices the heart, enlightens the eyes." Let us think of these four things.

That which had lain, shadowy and delicious, in his soul these many days not so very many, either, if one counts the suns was become not only a thing of his soul but a thing of the outside world, almost of the visible world, something that had existed for ever and which he had just found out; and here, wrapped in nameless light, lay its perfect expression.

"I'm sure you don't want any excuse, Mr. Fitzgerald." "And that excuse, Clara, was this: that I love you with all my heart. I had not strength to see you there, and not long to have you near me not begrudge that you should dance with another. I love you with all my heart and soul. There, Lady Clara, now you know it all."

Nothing short of the fool's death under torture would now restrain him from learning the name of that unknown who had done him the double injury of conspiring against him, and if the fool were to be believed of capturing the heart of Valentina. "For the damnation of your soul I shall not be called to answer," he said at last.

There is no one who has not noticed it in his own case the soul, and therein lies the marvel of its unity complicated with ubiquity, has a strange aptitude for reasoning almost coldly in the most violent extremities, and it often happens that heartbroken passion and profound despair in the very agony of their blackest monologues, treat subjects and discuss theses.