Under the trees . tures have grown,profound and all-embracing is the silence,and yet how full of inarticulate sound!The faint whisperings of the leaves touchme first with a sense of melody, and then,later, with a sense of mystery. These arethe most venerable voices to which menhave ever listened; and when I think ofthe immeasurable life that seems to begroping for utterance in them, 1 rememberwith no consciousness of scepticism thatthese are the voices which men once waitedupon as oracles; nay, rather, wait uponstill; for am I not now listening for theword which shall speak to me out of theses

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Under the trees . tures have grown, profound and all-embracing is the silence, and yet how full of inarticulate sound!The faint whisperings of the leaves touchme first with a sense of melody, and then, later, with a sense of mystery. These arethe most venerable voices to which menhave ever listened; and when I think ofthe immeasurable life that seems to begroping for utterance in them, 1 rememberwith no consciousness of scepticism thatthese are the voices which men once waitedupon as oracles; nay, rather, wait uponstill; for am I not now listening for theword which shall speak to me out of theseshadowy depths and this mysterious an-tique life ? 1 am ready to listen and tofollow if only these vagrant sounds shallblend into one clear note and declare to methat secret which they have kept so wellthrough the centuries. I wait expectant, as 1 have waited so often before; there isunbroken stillness, then a faint murmurslowly rising and spreading until 1 am surethat the moment of revelation has come, 93 ?>.v/. /i^J^ }r-J(Jy{p , D l7jl4.i.->- ttrl-^ ^1 If- •!-: -ai^^-j^i^.