Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1918-03-21

Dudl.
81 have read somewhat" returned
| Semi.
We lapsed silent. A soft breeze fan
ned along the veranda. The great
stars winked out of the night sky like
thousand eyes. From where we sat
we could see the dark outline of the
great gorge OF the Colorado.
None of us spoke for time. Each
was busy with his own thoughts.
Somewhere out there under the night
man was lying dead, II Dual was
right. Other men went to and fro
searching for his body.
Upstairs his daughter was waiting,
hoping, counting, doubtless the slow
drag OF an eternity of minutes, until
she should hear of his finding. And
she did not knowi
glanced at Dual. He sat silent,
his face In the shadow, inscrutable,
calm, apparently unmoved by the emo.
tions which stirred in the breasts of
US other, less impassive mortals. My
gaze rested lingeringly on his strong,
shadowed features; and as though he
sensed all was feeling, yet keeping
from voicing, he began to speak:
1.-THE stars-silent monitors of the
EARTH" His voice was low, soft
brooding as the darkness beyond us.
How much they have seen in all the
ages they have looked out of the void
at man. Harbingers of destiny, the
stars! Through all ages mankind has
look ad I'm oDd cuoctiopod opd IN 90 oh
age few have learned to read an
answer from the fiery numerals set
down on the Masters blackboard"
l sensed rather than heard Laredo
catch his breath. Dayton turned his
head slowly ard regarded Dual as
though half comprehending. l waited,
knowing full well that he would 60
on.
"Those old people, the Aztecs, read
them; they believed in their voices,
gave heed to their predictions. So
well they knew them that when Cor
tez came they showed him calendar
more nearly perfect in its fine calcu-
lation than the one he used. In
natural crisis Of affairs, their priests
not only inspected the augury of
the sacrifices, but they stood on
top the temple and questioned the
stars.
"And if the priest were sincere in
his question, desiring the truth and
only the truth, then the stars answer
ed him truly. For he who seeks the
truth for the truths sake shall ever
find it, though he ask of stone in the
fields, or of little child, or of a star
in the sky.
'Mr. Dayton" Semi Dual went on,
IAN hour ago, perhaps, you asked me
how I was able to make certain
| statement; where l had gained my
| knowledge. What would you say
should tell you l, too, questioned the
stars and but voiced their answer to
you"
Dayton's head came up with jerk.
II say" he began and paused, "You
wouldn't joke now, would you? You
mean you believe in"
"Astrology, Mr.. Dayton? Yes"
"Wingarde spoke to me about it on
one or two occasions" said Dayton.
"He mentioned that all the old races
believed in the thing. But / thought
it had been given over by every one
except fortune-tellers and that sort of
chaps. | never thought there was
anything in it. 1t seems bit foolish,
you know, to imagine the stars
can have anything to do with our
lives"
"How?"' came voice from the lips
in the shadow.
"Why - why = how could they?"
Dayton failed to marshal an argument
to his need.
"Why could they not?" said Dual.
"For ages mankind believed it =
through ages of enlightened civiliZa-
ton, before the dark ages put out the
light of achievement. They worked
out wonderful system of calculation
by which to read their answers in the
stars.
"And as the truth never dies, Mr..
Dayton, SO what truth was theirs has
come down through the years to man.
kind; and those who wish may use it,
as / did tonight, by taking the rame
of the man who was missing and ques-
tioning as to his fate"
Dayton's eyes were wide and star
ing in the light from the lobby. q
er-if you'll pardon me, just what are
you?" he stammered.
"a student of life" said Dual.
"And you really believe in this
thing?"
"Why not? We send All invisible
ray across thousand miles of ether
and believe the thing which it says to
the man who sits there, the detector
at his ears. Why not believe the in
visible message the Omnipotent sends
from star?
"Why deny their magnetic influence
on life on this planet? Why accept
the wireless and deny telepathy, Mr..
Dayton? A thought is a thing gener-
ated by the cell action of brain. 1t
is no less real than a Hertzian wave