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Nov 22 con'L.

intoxicated. This is the Universal Problem. "Given Self, with Time, to find God." Nor will the soul, haunted with ineffable revealments from the far white dawn, stop finally at anything short of Absolute Knowing. Ah! Love is not all; home is not all; nor books nor Art nor music, nor wife nor parent nor child. By these, and by the fellowships, calms, tender solicitudes and glorious joys that belong to and are born out of these relationships, we grow into truer apprehension of the Unknown in whom the wisdom and tenderness and patience and purity of them all centre and meet, and therefore they are holy. But just so long as God spurs us, and just so long as God eludes us - both of which will be forever - we shall alternate between hopings and havings. Let not this scare us from human tendernesses. The young maiden looks into the face of her betrothed and pleads "Darling! love me forever;" and he, all aglow with content, answers "I will." But bye and bye each discovers flaws, insufficiences, hastinesses of pride and temper, and then comes mutual forbearance, charity, extenuation, forgivings; and so the