nt prayer received at
least a part of its own answer.

'The last element in your brother's individuality which always
impressed me was his restrained, but genuine, mysticism. In the few
accounts of his life that I have read I do not remember any allusion to
this characteristic. That he possessed it, however, and this to no
usual degree, seems to my mind quite patent; in fact, it was this
suggestion of mysticism that first attracted me to him. The mysticism
one sees around one is often so unregulated and so ignorant that it was
refreshing to find a mystic who was also an enlightened scholar and
thinker. It confirmed the feeling, instinctive in one's heart, that,
despite the abuse of caricature, a deep, intelligent {196} apprehension
of unseen realities is of the essence of the fulness of religion. Mr.
Forbes Robinson appeared to possess an unusually certain cognisance of
the unseen world. How well I remember the way in which, again and
again, tea over and our pipes lighted, he would curl himself up in one
of his or my own big chairs and discuss questions of interest to us
both with a far-away look in his eyes altogether suggestive of a
genuine otherworldliness! And this familiarity with unseen verities
seemed to run through all those parts of his life with which I was
acquainted, and indeed to be to him the most real fact of all
existence. To use the simple language of olden days, I believe that
"he walked with God": and that explains his life.

'These, then, were the three characteristics of your brother which more
than any others have impressed themselves upon my mind. I do not think
that they were three separate sides of his personality: I should say,
rather, that they were three different expressions of one fundamental
attribute. It was because he walked so closely with God that he so
loved the individual sons of God. It was because he so loved the Great
Father and each child of His that he had so strong a faith in the power
of prayer and such unwearying patience to persist in it.

'A life like your brother's, if I may say one thing more, forms, I
sometimes think, one of the strongest pledges of human immortality. In
one sense, it is true, he seems to have done so much; and yet, in
another sense, those of us who knew the faculties which he had
cultivated, his knowledge and patient {197} scholarship, his sympathy
and insight, his tact and passion for men, and, most precious of all,
his power with God, w