Western news and the Libby times. [volume] (Libby, Mont.) 1920-1933, 1930-01-02

know that ! quite accept It. Il wntli6
In the scale Of life you get the wiser
you were"
1.-THE wiser you are inside your limi
tations," corrected Davenport, "our
limitations are wider than those OF
the ant. But let's not get into philos
ophy: let's stick to the main subject.
and that, | believe. Is Me-"
He said This In manner to bring
a laugh, but Burton did not smile
'Iti is very interesting" she said
slowly. ~ have slight suspicion IT
Is highbrow Al last she laughed
"Think of me hplne hlghbrowl An
nette Cotton would fall deadl"
well, as see IT," Davenport re-
sumed, II things were all working
along the way they should. man would
have this srme access to universal
wisdom that the lower creatures have.
only more So because he Is a higher
and more complicated being. Az re-
,spects all the things he would nor
mally run against In his everyday nor
NAL life he would see, or feel-per-
ceive II better word-the causes and
effects and results: because the stream
OF life would flow through him by GER
tain channels turning certain wheels"
.That's just what you dol" she cried
excitedly. Il seel''
In a very small and practical way
little more than the average. People
have just about lost that power. They
have little remnants Of 1t. You've
heard OF premonitions that have
worked out; or feeling that some
one was In the room; or experienced
some one Of the numerous 'c0inci-
dences, such as receiving a letter
right Oh top OF some especial thought
Of the person who wrote 1t. You may
have had dreams that came true You
probably thought of all this as 'un
canny.' II wasn't uncanny at all
Simply old choked channels letting
through q trickle."
She pontlered this O moment. her
braws purkerpd prettily.
rs II OIL fanlt-this choking?" she
asked How did 1t hInpen?"
Il don't know. of course but sur
mise he repeated ut is the Inter
vention Of mind. Of intellect The AMI
has practically no mind. as we know
1t. and SO lie responds literally I'M
thinkjngly to what comes through him
Mankind, nj the present time, doesn't
respond unthinkingly to anything
Rather he responds to his thinking
THAT sounds Deep" she objected
and surely the human intellect
Eyes, ! know and / agree-noblest
work OF God and all that. But we've
got the thing upside down, the cart
before the horse. Mans intellect also
was intended to be merely tool to
handle and carry out tile especial wis
dom of life, the desirable reactions
he gets from the current Ills Il fine
tool, and complicated. But 1t was
supposed to be only tool for the
purpose OF examining and making
practical what came to 1t by direct
channel. Mankind got so tickled with
1t that he began to run himself and
all bis affairs by 1t alone. Thai
blocked the channel. The mind took
control, instead of working under con
troll. Result Is we're getting more
and more mixed up and complicated
Instead OF playing with nice fresh
supply OF f1rst-hand-well, call It In
SEPARATION that's what 1t is--we make
over and refashion old stuff. Ii II
weren't for the fact that some peoples
channels are not completely blocked,
SO that kind OF trickle does get
through; and II II wasn't for an oc-
casE6aal crazy genius who busts out,
we'd tie ourselves up In our minds
and dry up and blow away"
"Then," she summed up slowly, you
could tell about the rain and the tree
falling because this current flowed \
through you"
"That's roughly It."
"How do you do itl"
TITS hard to say. I set my mind
aside and then take what comes to
me-"
"Comes to you? How7 In words?"
mo. ! just know things. There
they are"
"Can you do 1t any timer"
"Why, of course. Just as can open
my mouth at any time. Why not?
Unless, of course. there Is something
going on so distracting that my mind
simply refuses to be set aside"
"Show me, then" she demanded ca
gerly. "Do 1t now!"
"Al right" be agreed. II feel a
little silly showing off that kind of
thing. Most people would think me
crazy But what kin do fer you,
kind ladyf" he mimicked. Gross me
palm with silver"
EIe held out his hand wheedlingly
she fumbled In her pocket,
and al last produced a five-cent piece
He looked al 1t doubtfuly.
That's not silver; It's Nickel" he
accused. "But never mind; I'm good. |
natured What do you want to
know"