ings he didn't do.

Now, if anybody to-day branches out into any new and beautiful belief
and practice--anything that is beyend the vision of more carnal-minded
people--

Why they raise the cry to once, "Let us cling to common sense. Let us be
guided by what we see and know. Don't let us float out on any new
theory. Don't less go out of sight of the Shore of old Practice, and
Custom."

And lots of times them rare souls to whom the secrets of God are
revealed--them who see the High White Ideal lightnin' the Darkness--the
glowin' form of a New Truth shinin' out amidst the thick clouds
overhead--lots of times they git bewildered and skairt by the mockin'
voices about them. They drop their eyes before the insultin',
oncomprehendin' sneers of the multitude, and fall into commonplace ways,
and walks, to please the commonplace people about them. Jest dragged
down by them Mockers and Scoffers.

Some of 'em mebby united to 'em by links of earth-made metal, Sons of
God married to the Daughters of men, mebby, and castin' their kingly
crowns at the feet of a Human Love.

Did Columbus do so? No, indeed. I dare presume to say that the more Miss
Columbus nagged at him the more sotter he grew in his own views.

(I have used this simely on this occasion on the side of males, but it
is jest as true on the side of females. For Inspiration and Genius when
it falls from Heaven is jest as apt to descend and settle down onto a
female's fore-top as a male's, and the blind and naggin' pardner is jest
as apt to be a male--jest exactly.)

But as I wuz a-sayin', the more Columbus wuz mocked at--the more they
jeered and sneered at him, the more stiddy and constant he pursued after
the Land that appeared only to his prophetic eyes.

Day after day, when he wuz tired out, beat completely out by the
incomprehension, and weary doubts, and empty denials of the
multitude--then, like a breath of balm, came to his weary forward the
soft gale from the land he sought; he saw in his own mind the tall pines
reach up into the blue skies, the rich bloom and greenness of its
Savannas; he inhaled the odor of rare blossoms that the Old World
never saw, and then he riz up agin, refreshed, as it were, and ready to
press forwards.

[Illustration: He saw in his own mind the tall pines reach up into
the blue skies.]

Yes, in every country, through all time, there has always been some
Columbus, walkin' with his feet on the ground amongst mortals, and his
hea