rence, “I felt the influence of your thought on my mind,
and it produced a wonderful illumination, peace, and
understanding;” but, I had not thought of the writer
at that time. I knew that this person was doing well,
and my affections involuntarily flow out towards all. [20]
When will the world cease to judge of causes from a
personal sense of things, conjectural and misapprehen-
sive! When thought dwells in God,—and it should not,
to our consciousness, dwell elsewhere,—one must bene-
fit those who hold a place in one's memory, whether it [25]