A VOICE FROM
Avorshippcd it as a God—a person—himself.
My utmost knoAvledge is limited to a series of
sensations Avithin, aware of itself; and a pos¬
sibility of sensations without, both governed
by unbending laAvs within the limits of experi¬
ence and a reasonable distance beyond."
" And beyond that Beyond " I ask breath¬
lessly—" beyond that Beyond? "
I am sure I detected just then a tremor as
of a chill running through that fragile frame ;
and the eye, at first thoughtful and coldly
scornful only, is iioav unmistakably shaded
Avith sadness. " Beyond that Beyond ? " he
repeated slowly,—beyond that Beyond, (/"there
be such,—spaces of darkness and ctcmcdsilence!
Whether this prolonged throb of conscious¬
ness exist after its external possibilities have
been dissolved—I cannot tell. That is to me
—a horrible plunge—in the dark! I stand at
the confluence of two eternities and three im¬
mensities. I- see, with Pascal, only infinities
in all directions Avhich envelop me like an
atom—like a shadow which endures for a
moment and—will never return ! All that I
knoAv is that I must die, but what I know the
very least of is that very death—Avhich I can
not avoid ! The eternal silence of these infinite
paces maddens me ! "