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deeply. It was painted by an idealist, a girl only nineteen years of age. The picture represented a beautiful head, the face being perfect in outline and color; but the large, dark eyes seemed to be looking far away, seeking with a hungry, unsatisfied expression something apparently unattainable. The face was inexpressibly sad, with all its beauty and earnestness.

Close beside this head, with a cheek almost pressed against it, was another head the face perfect in serenity and a study in its calmness and peace. Both were beautiful; but one left on the beholder a sense of hunger and anxiety, while in the other there was nothing to desire. The picture interpreted itself as one looked upon it. There in graphic outline was the oft-repeated story of the human being not yet awake to its divine Self -- hungry, anxious, sad, yearning for it knows not what; and all the time the divine Self, the real Self, the true being, close at hand, waiting for recognition! It is this true Self of each one of us with whom, sooner or later, we must become acquainted, and whose presence we must learn to realize every moment of our lives thereafter."

Now, if you begin to argue and question the possibility of there being two selves and get involved in a lot of metaphysical perplexities, you will be like the man who spends a lot of time questioning whether vinegar or molasses