When from the soul goes forth the mystic thought
That we have higher purpose than we know,
And each must reap the fruit he cares to sow,
Or learn the duties he himself has taught:
Can this be killed?—no, surely!—but that lamp can save
That burns within us here—and burns beyond the grave.
P. H. Dalbiac.
THE BLOSSOM AND THE FRUIT:
THE TRUE STORY OF A MAGICIAN.
(Continued.)