And then when all around grows dark, when we feel utterly alone, when all men right and left pass us by and know us not, a forgotten feeling rises in the breast.

The first pages of memory are like the old family Bible. The first leaves are wholly faded and somewhat soiled with handling. But, when we turn further, and come to the chapters where Adam and Eve were banished from Paradise, then, all begins to grow clear and legible.

Every life has its years in which one progresses as on a tedious and dusty street of poplars, without caring to know where he is.

No one who has not examined patiently and honestly the other religions of the world can know what Christianity really is, or can join with such truth and sincerity in the words of St. Paul, "I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ.

Soon the child learns that there are strangers, and ceases to be a child.

Not far from our house, and opposite the old church with the golden cross, stood a large building, even larger than the church, and having many towers.

The Vedic literature opens to us a chapter in what has been called the education of the human race to which we can find no parallel anywhere else.