It appears to me far more suggestive than the alternative plan--Citizenship, Labour, and so forth.

These, after all, are subordinate to Life." Mr.Francis spoke with an extraordinary suppressed enthusiasm, and the priestly look was more evident than ever.

It was plain that his heart at least demanded worship.
Mabel clasped her hands suddenly.
"I think it is beautiful," she said softly, "and--and it is so real." Mr.Francis turned on her with a glow in his brown eyes.
"Ah! yes, madam.

That is it.

There is no Faith, as we used to call it: it is the vision of Facts that no one can doubt; and the incense declares the sole divinity of Life as well as its mystery." "What of the figures ?" put in Oliver.
"A stone image is impossible, of course.