“I had almost forgotten him in my deep experiences.  Has he changed?  Does he seem more hopeful?”

“He seems far away.  I think it your mission to send people off the earth, or, at least, into larger orbits.”

“I should like to make their lives larger, for life is not worth anything unless we are daily putting off the old, and taking on the new.  We cannot live our experiences over.  Fresh breezes and fresh truths correspond-the outer and inner ever correspond.  A clean dwelling indicates purity of heart and purpose, while the reverse leads us to beware of the occupant.”

They were now at the home of Mrs. Austin, who considerately conducted Dawn to her room and left her alone until tea-time.

The evening brought Mr. Bowen, who appeared pale and dispirited, but he was speedily assisted to better states through Dawn’s efforts.

Again poor Margaret appeared to her sight, this time with a new look on her features, as though she had gathered strength and light from the partial recognition of one who had betrayed her, yet from whose life she could not be separated until the spiritual balance of forgiveness had been given and received.

Clarence was soon engaged in earnest conversation.  “Do you not think, Miss Wyman,” said he, “that we may be weakened physically by spirits who come into our atmosphere?”

“I have no doubt of it.  If they remain, and are not illuminating, or changing their states; if they come to do us good, even, they may sometimes weaken us, because our magnetism which sustains them becomes attenuated.”

“I have thought that I was at times weaker, from the presence of one whom I feel is near to me.”

“It may be.  She cannot rise until you are ready to do so.  And when you both go to higher states, or you enter hers, a new life will inflow.  There will come relief.  There is monotony now in the influence, because she is waiting for new truths to be infused into your mind before others can flow in.  Perhaps I cannot make it as clear to your mind as I perceive it.”

“The thought is suggestive, at least, and will help me out.  I suppose these things are of slow growth in the human mind, like all things in nature?”

“They would not be of the soul were they not slow, and of little value to us did they not ripen in the warmth and nurture of our own sunshine.”

“True.  I would know more of these things.  They give me strength to bear life’s burdens much better, and although they seem to take my thoughts from my duties, I seem to be brought nearer to them; yet I cannot quite comprehend how it is.”

“This influence does not take your mind away; it lifts it above your cares, and makes you more contentedly subjective to the law that governs.  Truth ever renders us content to bear, while it liberates us from thraldom.”

“I know that my life beyond will be richer and nobler for what little I have of these truths here.  You have greatly blest me-”