his soul was struggling to find. "No book," he said, "was ever written whose germ does not lie there;" a statement which cannot fail of confirmation with one who has studied, candidly, the book itself, rather than accepted those traditions concerning it that have arisen in ignorance and been fostered by fear.

To one who has shared this experience of Lambert's, who has longed with a longing unutterable for a knowledge of truth, pure and unadulterated, and has found within the symbology of this mystical Book what he sought, this declaration of Balzac's has a particularly grateful significance. And he longs for the time when the present superstitious adherence to its historical letter shall be regarded as the real heresy, and what is now so denominated shall be seen as a new vitality forcing its way into the dead continuance of a dead past and compelling resurrection.

The one who sees the true nature and value of the Bible will agree with Balzac that the germ of eternal changeless truth which gives direction, power, and life to every book surviving the day that called it forth, is in it; and if were compelled to choose between the two -- the destruction of all our modern libraries and that of the Bible -- he would not let go these much valued collections of mixed facts and theories, that constitute our Scriptures.

For he knows that the substance of each and all their books could be produced from this one; that