Norwich bulletin., 1916-11-18
Sunday Morning Talk
EYEsIGaT AND INSIGHT.

The average dog has very good eye sight much better than that of his master. Yet he could spend a whole Pday in the Louvre iaf1di J lbeftold no paintings Pictures mean nothing to him, because they are not in his world. He gazes unseeing on statue and tapestry.
 It is the mind that sees rather than the eyes. Unless intelligence supplies the nearing mere physical perception avails little. Fido can see a printed page quite as well as you can, but no, dog was ever taught to read q book. To read is not merely to see sheets of paper and ink, but to aprehend an in visible message. The material volume is only vehicle by which the thoughts of the author may be communicated. Only%mind can appreciate. No one reads a book save as he succeeds in recreating in his own mind thoughts that the writer had first.
 The objects our eyes behold must be measured by their inner meanings and their moral values. An American flag is nothing but few stripes Of coiored bunting> That is all the dog sees. An intelligent man sees in the flag much more than th6t. Here in these stripes and stars is recorded a whole epic of struggle and sacrifice and victory. Here is told tine story of Bunker Hill, of Yorktown, and of Gettysburg; of thousand struggles and triumphs of war and of peace. The Sistine Ma donna is nausht or it's physical side, but canvas and pigments Yet, to devout mind it images forth the worlds supreme fact.
 Bayard Taylor tells of a traveller who, during an Alpine journey, gazed with him over the awesome beauty of the Mer de Glace. "All that ice would bring a lot of money in Calcutta in the hot knnvy ' tho mans only comment. Compare such a point of view with that of Coleridge in his Hymn before Sunrise in tie Vale of Chamouni: 7-
 Let the torrents like shout of na- Answer! And let the ice plains echo,
 Godi s,gre .. es~
 Sing ye meadow streams with glad
 some voices! -- Ye pine groves, With your soft and
 soul like sounds
 And they too, have a voice, yon piles
 of snow,
 And in their perilous fall shall thunder, God!
 The poet looked and saw. The beef eater looked, and saw-nothing,
 There are short-visioned people who assert that the, material and tangible things represent the only certaintieS They are mistaken. It is the invisible the spiritual that gives significance to all else. Peter Bell, to whom prirn- rose by the rivers brim is yellow primrose and nothng more, has the best of the worlds thinking against him. All the phenomena that we call physical are manifestations of spirit. The heavens declare the glory Of God and the Armament sheweth his handi- work. Nature is but the garment of Deity. s\
 God pity the man who sees nothing in the world except what any kodah can catch on its sensitive plate, who hears no voices except those recorded by photograph! do not. wonder that such man grows marrow and crabbed. There is enough in the &C., tual conditions of the world in which we live to make his hair white and his heart stony. Your materialist has a license to become a pessimist also. It Is only when one glimpses goal ahead, when he can read promise In the sky that chaos resolves into order, that dismay yields to hope.
 Of Moses, the man of God, 1t is re- corded that he endured as seeing Him who is invisible" One cannot miss the pathos of the phrase Faith was not easy in that rude age when prayed, if at all. to stocks and stones. The earthward pull was strong, but Moses did not yield to 1t. He would not lower his ideals nor slaclSeng his grip on the invisible realities. The same victory must be won by any who would keep a wholesome mind and a believing heart in this present year