Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-03-25
urements. wonderful and glorious with the
merits of the man made perfect

ufements, wonderful and glorious with the
merits of the man made perfect.
More and More
AS our powers unfold we, enter into the
inner sanctuares of our being and in that
| holy of holes find our divine faculties the
fountain of our vitality the vital spark OF
| heavenly flame which is our genuine life.
The jelly fish basking in the sand moves
| only as 1t is touched by something outside
IT, me higher animals and man prove
their successive degrees of superiority over
| the jelly fish by the successive degrees in
which they act upon their surroundings,
rather than are acted upon by them: by
their living not in the passive voice played
upon by the outer forces of nature getting
from the things and conditions about them
their sources of motion, their states of
pleasure and pain. but by gradually evolv-
ing into the active voice whereby they
ind within their motive power the causes
for action, the source of joy.
And only as We give ear to the inner
counsels do we realize their genuine SUI
premacy. We find therein a fathomless
well of power, an inexhaustible mine of
life, which we draw upon and
ever find increasing, and in drawing upon
get that which expands all our faculties,
enlfghtens all our mind, WHITES and en-
| larges and invigorates all our conscious
ness
Until We Toll
Our powers are locked in treasure houses
locked to the world and to ourselves Dor
mant lie our faculties until wakened I'M
folded, evolved, made perfect by the good
gods of toll
We are often asleep to our finest powers
Slumbering in the background our being;
siumbering i'll our fingers, fairies of achieve
ment; slumbering in our threats, throttled
songsters; slumbering above all In our royal
imagination which is the root of all dis
covery and all progress; slumbering
throughout us are possibilities we may not
divine
We all have seeds Of greater accomplish
ment, of fuller realization, of higher attain
ment of more usefulness, of better service.
whether these seeds shall wither in the
IDLE palms of our hands or whether they
sEan be Hurtured to their golden fruition
ana harvest time depends largely upon
whether or not we toll Toll Is the sunlight
10 the seed. 1t is the open sesame to our
locked treasure house. 1t is the alarum
cry TO our sleeping faculties.
Il is only when we begin to work that
We IND what we can do. The toiler Is the
evolved man. The savage can eat can
sleep. can daily away his days, but he can
not work The more civilized man becomes
the further he evolves the greater is his
capacity for labor and for finer and finer
varieties Of labor. His endurance wakes
ever more elastic, his hand ever DETER, his
perception ever clearer his imagination
ever more delicate.
The tCiler Is no Cinderella He Is a darling
Of the gods lavished with good, great gifts
OF body and mind Imagination must be
Tar hveiier 10 invent the plot OF a novel
or an automobile than to sit in luxurious
library and read the novel or to ride beside
the chauffeur with goggles and gorgeous
gowns.
If the toiler is Cinderella he is Cinderella
after her godmother's visit. 1t is not play
power that makes the elite, the chosen ones
OF the world 1t is work power. The great
OF earth are the great workers. The temple
OF fame is the temple or toll.
After
Love has known all the Hottest, purest,
sweetest pleasures of Iavishing its richness
on one, 1t begins to understand the sweeter
and rarer exquisite joys of lavishing them
upon the many. If love forgets self in re-
Numbering one other, it obliterates self in
giving to the many If love loses self in
giving to the one 1t effaces self in giving
to the many.
This impersonal love that loves all; this
impersonal love that flows forth grandly to
every heart lying In its pathway; this i'm
personal love that finds an object worthy of
devotion in every human being; this imper-
sonal love that can give to the outcast as 1t
gives to the idol of its heart; this imperson-
al love that shines alike on the lust and the
Ai Just line tie sun III the uedTeHs this inner
sonal love that has the world for Its loved
ones; this impersonal love that shines on
its world forever and forever like the celes-
tial sun without probability or possibility of
return; this love let US name Love This love
let US praise; this love let us cherish, this
love let us know.
We know not what shall be when we be-
gin TO love.
We know not what our love shall be when
il begins to grow.
Love in the seeding is as unlike love In
the full flower as a small, close. cramped
buried bulb is unlike the fragrant ample
radiant sunlit lily.
With
The gold from Uncle Sans minis you can
buy rare ra!ment and houses and land and
all the fair riches of the fair world
With the gold from the mint of your heart
you can buy garments Of light that thieves
cannot break through and steal, mansions
in the skies and all the fairer riches of a
fairer heaven.
You can buy love-love from sweetheart,
friends, family and all the lives that you
contact; love that grows the fresher as the
world grows the staler; love that grows the
firmer as houses and lands become the I'M
steadier; love that grows the more beautiful
as the charm of rare raiment pals.
You can buy joy JOY that depends not on
the riches of the world nor it's houses and
lands or raiment, nor anything that In It is
that knows neither variableness nor shadow
of turning but shines with purest ray Sc
rene more constant than the stars of the
armament.
Yes, you buy all this and all the
riches OF heaven with the gold OF your
HEARTH only you have enough.
There Always Are
Mental and spiritual Increases that may be
added to our present growth. There are al
ways wiser and more experienced folk from
whom to learn. There Is always fresh food
for those who hunger and thirst after right
eousness. There are always new paths Open
ing 10 the explorer of truth. There are al
ways new Italics Of peace and plenty for
the pilgrims that scale their Alpine heights
of great pain.
There Is always new art, new science. new
truth, new power for us. Or, perhaps in
stead OF new we may say enlarged; It is the
same art we have always known. only more
developed: 1t Is the same science we have
always studied. only expanded; 1t is the
same truth we have always loved. only
more amplihed; the same power we always
have been In touch with only pouring
through wider channels.
We can always say of our yesterdays.
w Len / was child / spake as a rS,Yd r