But God fades out of the daily life of those who never pray; a personal God who is not a Providence is a superfluity; when from the heaven does not smile a listening Father, it soon becomes an empty space, whence resounds no echo of man's cry.

I could then reach no loftier conception of the Divine than that offered by the orthodox, and that broke hopelessly away as I analysed it.
At last I said to Mr.Scott, "Mr.Scott, may I write a tract on the nature and existence of God ?" He glanced at me keenly.

"Ah, little lady, you are facing, then, that problem at last?
I thought it must come.

Write away." While this pamphlet was in MS.

an event occurred which coloured all my succeeding life.