multitudes came unto Him, and He healed them every one. To the blind man with the clay upon his eyes He said, "Look up." To all people in times of calamity, He said, "Look up, for your redemption draweth nigh."

This is the arcane way. It is high mysticism, whether knowingly practiced, as science, or unwittingly and spontaneously exercised, as inspiration. By science, which is the knowledge of invariable orderly processes, inspiration follows speedily. By inspiration, to which great works are easy and masterful deeds are simple, the science comes slowly following after.

The mystics of all ages have trusted to their inward eye. While turning it to behold their own personal emotions or affairs they have wrought out no beauty of action or quickening language. While directing it toward the unnameable and undescribable King of Kings, they have astonished their own age and all ages, by their miraculous performances and noble aphorisms.

What made the shoes wax not old upon the feet of the Israelites forty years in the wilderness? Their gaze was ever toward the High Imperishable One, and even their garments partook of His unspoilable beauty.

What saved Hezekiah from dying, when even the powerful Isaiah had declared, "Thou shalt die, and not live"?

His outer eyes with their dimming sight were following the uplook of that sense which we are all in constant use of for life or for decay. So swiftly did the life river come rushing down that flume of immortality that even the death-dealing Isaiah felt it, and turned to cry, "Thou shalt live!" He must now speak in tune with Hezekiah's resistless vision, for in the pathway thereof there is no death.

What turned Jacob from destruction, when reasonable