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how less dense the shadows! Now I see things not conceived of in the valley.

From above a sweet voice cries, "And I, if I be lifted up, will draw all men unto me:" and hearing this the ascending one begins to understand the drawing power that is giving him the will and strength to rise in the realization of Consciousness.

All along, from the base to the summit of the mountain, are those who have left the valley in obedience to the voice and are traveling upward. Each tells of the view from his standpoint, for the view changes with every advancing step, and along the way are heard many views differing according to the height reached in realization.

Some of these travelers move slowly, others rapidly. One halts and hesitates fearing to go too fast. He is not always sure of the right direction and is so occupied with his own opinions that he hears not clearly the guiding voice. In his confusion, he sometimes fears to rise higher and then he halts for a time. He does not yet realize that he is to ascend until he reaches the voice that calls from the very summit of the mountain.

Another, torn and bleeding, is heard to say, "Whom the Lord loveth, he chasteneth. I will not murmur though the way be hard. In the world ye shall have tribulation." This one has turned aside and tried to make a way around the mountain instead of straight up. He calls his path, Humility, and he finds it "hedged with thorns." He makes his