e being of Brahm； which was not existence as much as absolute rest。〃
The Hindoo gave himself a moment's thought； proceeding； he said： 〃The part of a Brahman's life called the first order is his student life。 When I was ready to enter the second orderthat is to say； when I was ready to marry and become a householderI questioned everything； even Brahm； I was a heretic。 From the depths of the well I had discovered a light above； and yearned to go up and see what all it shone upon。 At lastah； with what years of toil！I stood in the perfect day； and beheld the principle of life； the element of religion； the link between the soul and GodLove！〃
The shrunken face of the good man kindled visibly； and he clasped his hands with force。 A silence ensued； during which the others looked at him； the Greek through tears。 At length he resumed：
〃The happiness of love is in action； its test is what one is willing to do for others。 I could not rest。 Brahm had filled the world with so much wretchedness。 The Sudra appealed to me； so did the countless devotees and victims。 The island of Ganga Lagor lies where the sacred waters of the Ganges disappear in the Indian Ocean。 Thither I betook myself。 In the shade of the temple built there to the sage Kapila； in a union of prayers with the disciples whom the sanctified memory of the holy man keeps around his house； I thought to find rest。 But twice every year came pilgrimages of Hindoos seeking the purification of the waters。 Their misery strengthened my love。 Against its impulse to speak I clenched my jaws； for one word against Brahm or the Triad or the Shastras would doom me； one act of kindness to the outcast Brahmans who now and then dragged themselves to die on the burning sandsa blessing said； a cup of water givenand I became one of them； lost to family； country； privileges； caste。 The love conquered！ I spoke to the disciples in the temple； they drove me out。 I spoke to the pilgrims； they stoned me from the island。 On the highways I attempted to preach； my hearers fled from me； or sought my life。 In all India； finally； there was not a place in which I could find peace or safetynot even among the outcasts； for； though fallen； they were still believers in Brahm。 In my extremity； I looked for a solitude in which to hide from all but God。 I followed the Ganges to its source； far up in the Himalayas。 When I entered the pass at Hurdwar； where the river； in unstained purity； leaps to its course through the muddy lowlands； I prayed for my race； and thought myself lost to them forever。 Through gorges； over cliffs； across glaciers； by peaks that seemed star…high； I made my way to the Lang Tso； a lake of marvellous beauty； asleep at the feet of the Tise Gangri； the Gurla； and the Kailas Parbot； giants which flaunt their crowns of snow everlastingly in the face of the sun。 There； in the centre of the earth； where the Indus； Ganges； and Brahmapootra rise to run their different courses； where mankind took up their first abode； and separated to replete the world； leaving Balk； the mother of cities； to attest the great fact； where Nature； gone back to its primeval condition； and secure in its immensities； invites the sage and the exile； with promise of safety to the one and solitude to the otherthere I went to abide alone with God； praying； fasting； waiting for death。〃
Again the voice fell； and the bony hands met in a fervent clasp。
〃One night I walked by the shores of the lake； and spoke to the listening silence； 'When will God come and claim his own？ Is there to be no redemption？' Suddenly a light began to glow tremulously out on the water； soon a star arose； and moved towards me； and stood overhead。 The brightness stunned me。 While I lay upon the ground； I heard a voice of infinite sweetness say； 'Thy love hath conquered。 Blessed art thou； O son of India！ The redemption is at hand。 With two others； from far quarters of the earth； thou shalt see the Redeemer； and be a witness that he hath come。 In the morning arise； and go meet them； and put all thy trust in the Spirit which shall guide thee。'
〃And from that time the light has stayed with me； so I knew it was the visible presence of the Spirit。 In the morning I started to the world by the way I had come。 In a cleft of the mountain I found a stone of vast worth； which I sold in Hurdwar。 By Lahore； and Cabool； and Yezd； I came to Ispahan。 There I bought the camel； and thence was led to Bagdad； not waiting for caravans。 Alone I traveled； fearless； for the Spirit was with me； and is with me yet。 What glory is ours； O brethren！ We are to see the Redeemerto speak to himto worship him！ I am done。〃
CHAPTER V
The vivacious Greek broke forth in expressions of joy and congratulations； after which the Egyptian said； with characteristic gravity：
〃I salute you； my brother。 You have suffered much； and I rejoice in your triumph。 If you are both pleased to hear me； I will now tell you who I am； and how I came to be called。 Wait for me a moment。〃
He went out and tended the camels； coming back； he resumed his seat。
〃Your words； brethren； were of the Spirit；〃 he said； in commencement； 〃and the Spirit gives me to understand them。 You each spoke particularly of your countries； in that there was a great object； which I will explain； but to make the interpretation complete； let me first speak of myself and my people。 I am Balthasar the Egyptian。〃
The last words were spoken quietly； but with so much dignity that both listeners bowed to the speaker。
〃There are many distinctions I might claim for my race；〃 he continued； 〃but I will content myself with one。 History began with us。 We were the first to perpetuate events by records kept。 So we have no traditions； and instead of poetry； we offer you certainty。 On the facades of palaces and temples； on obelisks； on the inner walls of tombs； we wrote the names of our kings； and what they did； and to the delicate papyri we intrusted the wisdom of our philosophers and the secrets of our religionall the secrets but one； whereof I will presently speak。 Older than the Vedas of Para…Brahm or the Up…Angas of Vyasa； O Melchior； older than the songs of Homer or the metaphysics of Plato； O my Gaspar； older than the sacred books or kings of the people of China； or those of Siddartha； son of the beautiful Maya； older than the Genesis of Mosche the Hebrewoldest of human records are the writings of Menes； our first king。〃 Pausing an instant； he fixed his large eves kindly upon the Greek； saying； 〃In the youth of Hellas； who； O Gaspar； were the teachers of her teachers？〃
The Greek bowed； smiling。
〃By those records；〃 Balthasar continued； 〃we know that when the fathers came from the far East； from the region of the birth of the three sacred rivers； from the centre of the earththe Old Iran of which you spoke； O Melchiorcame bringing with them the history of the world before the Flood； and of the Flood itself； as given to the Aryans by the sons of Noah； they taught God； the Creator and the Beginning； and the Soul； deathless as God。 When the duty which calls us now is happily done； if you choose to go with me； I will show you the sacred library of our priesthood； among others； the Book of the Dead； in which is the ritual to be observed by the soul after Death has despatched it on its journey to judgment。 The ideasGod and the Immortal Soulwere borne to Mizraim over the desert； and by him to the banks of the Nile。 They were then in their purity； easy of understanding； as what God intends for our happiness always is； so； also； was the first worshipa song and a prayer natural to a soul joyous； hopeful； and in love with its Maker。〃
Here the Greek threw up his hands； exclaiming； 〃Oh！ the light deepens within me！〃
〃And in me！〃 said the Hindoo； with equal fervor。
The Egyptian regarded them benignantly； then went on； saying； 〃Religion is merely the law which binds man to his Creator： in purity it has but these elementsGod； the Soul； and their Mutual Recognition； out of which； when put in practise； spring Worship； Love； and Reward。 This law； like all others of divine origin like that； for instance； which binds the earth to the sunwas perfected in the beginning by its Author。 Such； my brothers； was the religion of the first family； such was the religion of our father Mizraim； who could not have been blind to the formula of creation； nowhere so discernible as in the first faith and the earliest worship。 Perfection is God； simplicity is perfection。 The curse of curses is that men will not let truths like these alone。〃
He stopped； as if considering in what manner to continue。
〃Many nations have loved the sweet waters of the Nile；〃 he said next； 〃the Ethiopian； the Pali…Putra； the Hebrew； the Assyrian； the Persian； the Macedonian； the Romanof whom all； except the Hebrew； have at one time or another been its masters。 So much coming and going of peoples corrupted the old Mizraimic faith。 The Valley of Palms became a Valley of Gods。 The Supreme One was divided into eight； each personating a creative principle in nature； with Ammon…Re at the head。 Then Isis and Osiris； and their circle； representing water； fire； air； and other forces； were invented。 Still the multiplication went on until we had another order； suggested by human qualities； such as strength； knowledge； love； and the like。〃
〃In all which there was the old folly！〃 cried the Greek； impulsively。 〃Only the things out of reach remain as they came to us。〃
The Egyptian bowed； and proceeded：
〃Yet a little further； O my brethren； a little further； before I come to myself。 What we go to will seem all the holier of comparison with what is and has been。 The records show that Mizraim found the Nile in possession of the Ethiopians； who were spread thence through the African desert； a people of rich； fantastic genius； wholly given to the worship of nature。 The Poetic Persian sacrificed to the sun； as the completest image of Ormuzd； his God； the devout children of the far East carved their deities out of wood and ivory； but the Ethiopian； without writing； without books； without mechanical faculty of any kind； quieted his soul by the worship of animals； birds； and insects； holding the cat sacred to Re； the bull to Isis； the beetle to Pthah。 A long struggle against their rude fa