aphorisms of men are like unto "no royal road to learning," but according to the lore and law of divine mysticism, the road to the learning that falls on the face of the upward watcher is royal. The upward watcher knows things which before he knew not, and which neither teachers nor books have mentioned.

The downward watcher wades through seas of trouble and is chided for not having faith. How can he have faith, the substance of things hoped for, when it is the fourth smite from above, reaching down over his own isolated vision to the roots of his own being, and rousing his own untaught spark of authority over an undescribable Almighty Executive?

When the spark of faith like lightning for splendor spoke from the masterful lips of the Unkillable Redeemer, the quickening Mystery back of the tomb and the soldiers' swords flung them all aside for His free feet to go into Galilee, where the eyes of five hundred might see Him alive and not dead.

Let us write it with a pen of light dipped in the fountain of everlasting truth, that we have found a new Servant -- The Able-to-do all things. "Is there anything too hard for me?" He saith. "Before the day was I am he, and there is none that can deliver out of my hand. Concerning the work of my hands, command ye me." "Kings exercise lordship," said Jesus. How shall one be king except his kingship be roused? And true kingship, one ray of which is as strong as the decree of Darius concerning the lions, comes from above: "By me kings reign," saith the Great Voice that John turned to see. If lions do not stand back, and warrings do not cease, and diseases do not retire, the true kingship is not among us. Only its crude symbol, working through the heavy