The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1909-04-19
(Continued.l CHAPTER TX.
The Car of Destiny.

CHAPTER TX.
 The Car of Destiny.
 Athlyne did not feel safe till the French vessel was dipping her nose in- to the open Atlantic seas, and the Long Island Hills were faint blue line on the western horizon. The last dozen hours of his stay in New York had been as though spent in prison. He knew well now that he really loved Joy; that this was no passing fancy, no mere desire of possession of a pretty woman. All phases of the passion of love. from the solely physical to the purely spiritual, have their own forces commanding different sets of nerves. Any one of these many phases may be all-compelling-for> time. But it is rather the blind dogged reckless pur- suit of an immediate purpose than the total abandonment to a settled convic- tion. All. the passions-or rather the phases of one passion-are seperate centred in one physical identity they are correlated. Nature has it's own mysteries; and the inter-relations of various functions of a human being form not the least of them. AS there are broad divisions of ans accept three, the ancient Egyptians held to eight-so must we accept their uses and consequences. Body and soul,' so runs the saying of the Hitter ate, not seldom used in objurgation. Body, mind and soul' says the quasi thinker who believes that he has grasp ed the truth of the great parcelling- out of qualities. Heart, soul and flesh" says the lover who knows that he understands. The lover alone it is who knows as distinguished from be- Heving. For this world is complete; in it there is no striving after knowledge, no vain desire of many things, no self seeking. For the true lovers one idea is to give. In such world there can be no doubting, no fearing, no hoping. Before it's creation Pandora's box has been emptied to the last It may be that the lovers world Is only phantasm. a condition. It may be that it is reality which can only be grasp ed by those who have been gifted with special powers. It may be that it is an orb as real as our own world. whtrl- ing in space in darkness, and can only be seen by those who have a new sense of vision. Surely it is not too much to believe. following the great analogies that the soul as well as the body has eyes, and that all eyes of all sorts and degrees have vision of one kind or an- other; that there may be even a power of choice. We know that in the great est manifestation which we call Light are various rays. each with it's own distinctive powers and limitations. When these are all classified and un- derstood, then science may take breath ing time for it's next great effort at in- vestigation. Why, then. may not cer-
 
 fic purposes! We know through our sensoria that there is response in various ways to seekings of 0ur own; whatever be the means of communica- ton; whatever it be-electrica1 or mag netic. or through some other of the occult root forces. the message is con veyed. Why may it not be. again fol- lowing the great analogies. that two forces of varying kind coming together are necessary for creation of any kind. We know it of lightning, we know it of protoplasnn, and of whatever lies be- tween them of which we know any thing. We find or have ground for be- lieving that the same conditions hold in all the worlds which gernlinate and increase and multiply. May it then not be that in love-"creation's final Iaw"-the meeting of the two forces of sex may create a new light; a light to either sex alone: light in which that other world, spinning ins the darkness through ether. swfms 1n- to view in that new-creature light.
 In physical life when flesh touches flesh the whole body responds. provid- ed that the two are opposite yet sym pathetic. When ideas are exchanged, mind come forth to mind till each un- derstands with a. common force. When soul meets soul some finer means of expression comes into play. Some thing so fine and of condition so rare that other senses can neither realize nor conceive.
 But in the love all the voices speak and speak simultaneously: the soul and the mind and the body all call, each to it's nie-found mate. What we call heart gives the note for that won derful song of love; that song of songs whose music is as necessary in a living world as light or air, and which is more potent in the end than the forces of winds or seas.
 To Athlyne this new world had aawned In the light which made it visible to him other things looked small: some of them base. And this, though the consciousness of love was The completeness only comes with that assurance of recipro- city which need not be spoken in words. Athlyne had been very close to had spoken in that call out of the depths of his heart: Joy look at mer' And if there had been time for the girls new-wakened love to surge up through the deep waters of her virgin. his happiness might have been by now complete. As yet he only be- ieved that there might yet be happi- ness for him: he did not knowi Had he seen in Joys beautiful eyes the an- swerfng look which he hoped for, he would have been Justified in a change of his plans. He would then have spoken to her father at the earliest possible opportunity, have told him the entire story of his visit to America
 
 to his good feeling to understand and absolve him. As it was he had to ac- cept existing circumstances; and so he prepared himself for the future. First he would get rid of his alias: and then ne would try to see Joy again and form some idea of his fate. After that he would make his confession to Col | one1 Ogilvie; and if the latter still re- nained friendly he would press his suit.
 If some impartial reasoner. like Judy | for instance. had been summing up the l matter for him the Same would have | said: What are you troubling your | self about. You are as good as he is. | you are a suitable match for the girl | m every way. You have a title, a large estate a fine social position personally. | You have more than good record as ! soldier You are young, handsome, | strong. popular. You saved the girls | fife at the risk of your own. Then | why, in the name of common sense, | are you worrying? The old man is not | m ass; he will understand at once that | you had a good reason for aSsum- | nU anOther narna He will that |