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was apparently no way of escape from that terrible will which cast a blight on all innocent enjoyment.

I thought with ever increasing discomfort of that passage in Psalms: "Whither shall I go then from thy spirit, or whither shall I flee from thy presence? If I ascend up into heaven thou art there; if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there. If I take the wings of the morning and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea; even there shall thy hand lead me and thy right hand shall hold me.

If I say, Surely the darkness shall cover me: even the night shall be made light about me. Oh, that dreadful Omnipresence! now I feared and hated it as one might a relentless, all-seeing, all-powerful tyrant with whom it was impossible to cope and from whom there was no escape. The utter hopelessness of my state and of a whole world at the mercy of such a ruler finally plunged me into the depths of melancholia, but on that I will not dwell. It was all right and good, though grievous at the time. By the unerring law of the cosmos I was to move, as do all things, from darkness into light.

If your path is dark, dear friend, it leads to the light. Remember the seed, for its experience is yours. You are one in the universal process of growth, and what is true of it is true also of you. From darkness to light, from pain to