ad
emphasized the fact.

The great crime of the Congo stood gigantic, like a shadowy engine for the
murdering of souls.

"Destroy that," said the devil triumphantly. "You cannot, for it is past
destruction; it has passed into the world of the ideal. No man's hand may
touch it; it is beyond the reach like the real self of your friend
Berselius. Sweep the Congo State away to-morrow; this will remain. A thing
soul-destroying till the end of time. It began small in the brain of one
ruinous man, God whom I hate! look at it now.

"It has slain ten million men and it will slay ten million more, that is
nothing; it has ruined body and soul, the stokers who fed it and the
engineers who worked it, that is nothing; it has tangled in its wheels and
debased the consciences of five nations, that is nothing. It is
eternal--that is everything.

"Since I was flung out of heaven, I have made many things, but this is my
masterpiece. If I and all my works were swept away, leaving only this
thing, it would be enough. In the fiftieth century it will still have its
clutch on man, yea, and to the very end of time."

Cause and effect, my friend, in those two words you have the genius of
this machine which will exist forever in the world of consequence, a world
beyond divine or human appeal.

In England, Adams had found himself confronted with the dull lethargy of
the people, and the indifference of the Established Church. The two great
divisions of Christ's Church were at the moment at death grapples over the
question of Education. Only amongst the Noncomformists could be found any
real response to the question which was, and is, the test question which
will disclose, according to its answer, whether Christianity is a living
voice from on high, or an echo from the Pagan past; and a debased echo at
that. Debased, for if Adams could have stood in the Agora of Athens and
told his tale of horror and truth, could Demosthenes have taken up the
story; could Leopold the Barbarian have been a king in those days, and
have done in those days, under the mandate of a deluded Greece, what he
has done under the mandate of a deluded England; what a living spirit
would have run through Athens like a torch, how the phalanxes would have
formed, and the beaked ships at Piraeus torn themselves from their
moorings, to bring to Athens in chains the ruffian who had murdered and
tortured in her name!

To complete the situation and give it a touch of hopelessnes