THE UNIVERSAL LANGUAGE. — £65

future joined themselves together in the old man’s
mind, the spring of the second youth flooded his
soul, and patient endurance ripened into happy
hope.

“There isno death : what seems so is transition,”
murmured he, quoting the long-loved line; and
then he fell asleep and dreamt that the Nightin-
- gale’s song was welcoming him into Paradise.

And do not fancy such thoughts beyond his
condition in life. I did not say whose servant he
was, remember.

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. . » Now then, if you want to be a comfort to
your fellow-creatures, learn the universal language.
So alone can you help forward the course of that
mysterious love which, in spite of and beyond the
darkest dispensations, rules the Universe. For
the Word that came down from Heaven, and Love,
are one.