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destiny to all that limits us,' says one of the great sages of our time: wherefore it behoves us to be grateful to all those who tremblingly grope their way the side of the frontier. 'If we are brutal and barbarous,' he goes on, 'fatality takes a form that is brutal and barbarous. As refinement comes to us, so do our mishaps become refined. If we rise to spiritual culture, antagonism takes unto itself a spiritual form.' It is perhaps true that even as our soul soars aloft, so does it purify destiny, although it is also true that we are menaced by the self-same sorrows that menace the savages. But we have other sorrows of which they have no suspicion; and the spirit, as it rises, does but discover still more, at every horizon. 'We give the name of destiny to all that limits us.' Let us do our utmost that destiny become not too circumscribed. It is good to enlarge one's sorrows, since thus does enlargement come to our