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 .^spff I 1, i i-ii The BlindMui's Titfll »\f' (COSCLUDBD.) "â- " Poor blindfolded creatures that yon are, cringing at every step in apprehension of the stroke that perhaps is not to fall till did age, nev^r ridaing a cup to your lips with the knowledge that you will live to a naff it, never sore that you will meet again lie friend you part with for an hour, £rom those hearts no happiness siifBces to banish the chill of an ever present dread, what idea can you foirm of the Grod-like security with whidi we enjoy our lives and the Uves of those we love Yop have a saying on earth • To-morrow belongs to God ' but here to- morrow belongs to us, even as to-day. To you, for some inscruptable purpose, he sees fit to dole out life moment by moment, with no assurance that each is not to be the last. To us he gives a lifetime at once, fifty, uxty, or seventy years, â€" a divine gift in- deed. A life such as yours would, I fear, aeem of little value to us for such a life, however long, is but a moment long, since that is all you can count on." " And yet," I answeredj ' though knowledge of the duration of your lives may give you an unenviable feeling of confidence while the end is far off, is that not more than ofiset by the daily growing weight with which the expectation of the end, as it draws near, must press upon V "On the contrary," was the response, "death, never an object of fear, as it draws nearer becomes more and more a matter of indifference to the moribund. It is because you live in the past that death is grievous to you. All your knowledge, all your affections, all your interests, are rooted in the past, and never dwell upon it, and on that account, as life lengthens, it strengthens its hold on you, and memory becomes a more precious possession. We, on the contrary, despise the past, and never dwell upon it. Memory with us, far from being the morbid and monstrous growth it is with you, is scarcely more than a rudimentary faculty. We live wholly in the future and the present. What with foretaste and actual taste, our experiences, whether pleasant or painful, are exhausted •f interest by the time they are past. The accumulated treasures of memory, which you relinquish so painfully in death, we count no loss at all. Our minds being fed wholly from the future, we think and feel only as we anticipate and so, as the dying man's future contracts, there is less and less about which he can occupy his thoughts. His interest in life diminishes as the i.' as which it suggests grow fewer, till a ihe last death finds him with his mind a tabula rasa, as with you at birth. In a word, his concern with life is reduced to a vanishing point before he is called on to give it up. In dying he leaves nothing behind." "And the after-death," I asked, â€" "is there no fear of that " " Surely," was the reply, " it is not necessary for me to say that a fear which affects only the more ignorant on Earth is not known at all to us, and would be counted blasphemous. Moreover, as I have said, our foresight is limited to our lives on this planet. Any speculation be- yond them would be purely conjectural, and our minds are repelled by the slightest taint of uncertainty. To use the conjectur- al and the unthinkable may be called al- most the same. "But even if you do not fear death for itself," I said, " you have hearts to break. Is there no pain when tlie ties of love are sundered " " Love and death are not foes on our planet," was the reply. " There are no tears by the bedsides of our dying. The same beneficent law which makes it so easy for us to give up life iorbids us to mourn the friends we leave, or them to mourn us. With you it is the intercourse you have had with friends that is the source of your ten- derness for them. With us it is the an- ticipation of the intercourse we shall enjoy which is the foundation of fondness. As our friends vanish from our future with the â-  approach of their death, the effect on our thoughts and affections is as it would be with you^il you forgot them by lapse of time. As our dying friends grow more and more indifferent to us, we, by the operation of the same law of our nature, become indifferent to them, till at- the last we are scarcely more than kindly and sympathetic watchers about the beds of those who regard us equal- ly without keen emotions. So at last God gently unwinds instead of breaking the bands that bind our hearts together, and makes death as painless to the surviving as to the dying. Relations meant |to produce our happiness are not the means also of torturing us, as with you. Love means joy, and that alone, to us, instead of blessing our lives for a while only to desolate them later on, compelling us to pay with a dis- tinct and separate pang for every thrill of tenderness, exacting a tear for every smile." " There are other partings than those of death. Are these, too, without sorrow for you?" I asked. "Assuredly," was the reply. " Can you not see that so it must needs be with beings freed by foresight from the disease of memory All the sorrow of parting, as of dying, comes with you from the backward vision which precludes you from beholding your happiness till it is past. Suppose your life destined to be blessed by a happy friendship. If yon could know it beforehand, it would be a joyous expecta- tion, brightening the intervening years and cheering you as you traversed desolate periods. But no not tiU you meet the one who is to be your friend do you know of him. Nor do you guess even then what he is to be to you, that you may embrace him at first sight. Your meeting is cold and in- different. It is long before the fire is fairly kindled between you, and then it is already time for parting. Now, indeed, th«, fire bums well, but henceforth it must consume your heart. Not till they are dead or gone do you fully realize how dear your friends were and how sweet was their companion- ahip. But we â€" we see our friends afar off coming to meet us, smiling already in our eyes, yeaurs before our ways meet. We greet them at first meeting, not coldly, not nncertainly, but with exultant kisses, in an ecstasy of joy. They enter at once into the full possession of hearts long warmed and lighted for them. We meet with that deli- rium of tenderness with which yon part. And when to us at last the time of parting comes, it only means that we are to contri- bute to each other's happiness no longer. We are not doomed, like you, in parting, to take away away with as Hhe debght we Ivooght oar friends, leaving tixe ache of bereavement in its place, so that their last gtateiswOTMthantiieirfirafc Partingier* if like meeting witii yon, oalm andnammaa- gioned. The joys of «»ti«^^«Ji '^^' aesaicm are the only food of love ^rtfc lis, and therefore Love always weaars a srailiog hute. â-  ^Vinth yon h» tbA on doiid joyC'pMfi happineai,- wSich ao^ Vikvmke Hie muUamiite ai Borrow, ^q wo)id love aad:poRow are ao mnch «^M-CRi matii.' It ia^'iSimmoiL saying among ns that, were it not for the spectacle of tSe earth, the rest of the wprlda would be nnabta'to appreciate the goodne^ of God to them and who can 'aaj that this is not tiie reason th6 piteons sight iis set be- fore us " "You have told me marvelons things," I said, after I had reflected. "It, is, indeed, but reasonable that snch a race as yours should look down with wondering pity on the Earth. And yet, before I grant so much, I want to ask yon one qoestioii. There is known in our world a «ertain sweet madness, under the influence of which we forget all that is untoward in our lot, and would not change it for a. god's. So far is this sweet madness regarded by men as a compensation, and more than a compensa- tion, for all their miseries that if yon know not love as we know it, if this loss be the price you have paid for your divine fore- sight, we think ourselves more favored 'of God than you Confess that love, with its reserves, its surprises, its mysteries, its re- velations, is necesoarily incompatible with a foresight which weighs and measures every experience in advance." " Of love's, sur- prises we certainly know nothing," was the reply. " It is believed by our philosophers that the slightest surprise would kill (beings of our constitution like lightning though of course this ii. merely theory, for it is only by the study of earthly conditions that we are able to form an idea of what surprise is like. Your ptower to endure the constant buffetings of the unexpected is a matter of supreme amazement to us nor, according to our ideas, is there any difference between what you call pleasant and painful surprises. You see, then, that we cannot envy you these surprises of love which you find so sweet, for to us they would be fatal. For the rest, there is no form of happiness which foresight is so well calculated to enhance as that of love. Let me explain to you how this befalls. As the growing boy begins to be sensible of the charms of women, he finds himself, as I dare say it is with you, prefer- ring some type of face and form to others. He dreams oftenest of fair hair, or may be of dark, of blue eyes or brown. As the years go on, his fancy, brooding over what seems to it the best and loveliest of every type, is constantly adding to this dream- face, this shadowy form, traits and linea- ments, hues and Contours, till at last the picture is complete, and he becomes aware that on his heart thus subtly has been depict- ed the likeness of the maiden destined for his arms.- " It may be years before he is to see her, but now begins with him one of the sweet- est oflBces of love, one to you unknown. Youth on earth is a stormy period of pas- sion, chafing in restraint or rioting in suc- cess. But the very passion whose awaken- ing makes this time so critical with you is here in reforming and educating influence, to whose gentle and potent sway we gladly confine our children. The temptations which lead your young men astray have no hold on a youth of our happy planet. He hordes the treasures of his heart for its coming mistress. Of her alone he thinks, and to her all his vows are made. The thought of licence would be treason to his sovereign lady, whose right to all the revenues of his being he joyfully owns. To rob her, to abate her high prerogatives, would be to impoverish, to insult, himself for she is to be his, and her honor, her glory, are his own. Through all this time that he dreams of her by night and day, the exquisite reward of his devotion is the knowledge that she is aware of him as he of her, and that in the inmost shrine of a maiden heart his image is set up to reeieve the incense of a tenderness that needs not to restrain itself through fear of possible cross or separation. ' ' In due time their converging lives come together. The lovers meet, gaze a moment into each other's eyes, then throw themselves on the other's breast. The maiden has aU the charms that ever stirred the blood of an earthly lover, but there is another glamour of the future. In the blushing girl her lover sees the fond and faithful wift in the blithe maiden the pa- tient, pain-consecrated mother. On the virgin's breast he beholds his children! He is prescient, ev^en as his lips take the first- fruits of hers, of the future years during which she is to be his companion, his ever- present solace, his chief portim of God's goodness. We have read some of your romances describing love as you know it on Earth, and I must confess, my friend, we find them very dull. " I hope," he added, as I did not at once speak, "that I shall not offend you by say- ing we find them so objectionable. Your literature possesses in general an interest for us in the picture it presents to the curi- ously inverted life which the lack of foresight compels you to lead. It is a study espe- cially prized for the development of the imagination, on account of the difficulty of conceivincr conditions so opposed to those of intelligent beings in. general. But our women do not read your romances. The notion that a man or woman should ever conceive the idea of marrying a person other than the one whose husband or wife he or she is destined to be is profoundly shocking to our habits of thought. No doubt yon will say that such instances are rare among yon, but if your novels are faithful pictures of your life, they are at least not unknown. That these situationsare inevitable under the conditions of earthly life we are well aware, and judge you ac- cordingly but it is needless that the minds of our maidens should be pained by the knowledge that there anywhere exists such travesties upon the sacredness of marriage as possible. " There is, however, another reason why we discourage the use of your books by our young people, and that is the proround effect of sadness, to a race accnstomed to view all things in the morning glow of the future, of a Uterature written in the past tense and relating exclusively to thmgs that are ended." " And how do yon write of things that are -puat except in the present tense?" I asked. " We write of the past when it is still the future, and of coarse in the future tense," was the reply. • " If onr historians were to wait till after tiie events to describe them not alone would nobody care to read abont things sdready done but the histories themselves would probaUy be inaccurate; for memory, as I have, said, isa very slightly developed faculty witti ns, and quite too indistinct to be truatwo r til y. Should the Earth ever ||eatabtuih oonunhnication with us, we win find our histories of interest for our planet, being amaUer, cooled and p eti J e d ages liefore jrotm, awl oar astronmmcal i«9«da ooafiun minnte ac- coonts of the earth om the time it vaa s floidsgaaa. Yonr geok)gi«bi «^ faiok«gi8ta tdvr j^t find a mine, of in^nnKtion bore, " -J tih» bovne ai our «onv«rmtioir it vame ont th»t» as a conseqoeiiee of foresight, «^e of the commonest emotions of homaa natore are ttok^own bn Mars. They for whpm the futnre bas no mystery can, of couiiBe, know neither hope nor fear. Mareisver, every one being assured what he shaU attain to and what not, there can be no snch thing as'rivalship, or emulation, or any sort of competition in any respect and therefore all the brood of heart-burnings and hatreds engendered on Earth by the strife of man with maiij is known to the ieople of Mars, save from the study of our planet. 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We knew that will only after the event, they before, â€" ^that was alL For the rest, God moved them through their wills as he didfus, so that they had no more senseof com- pulsion in what they did than we on Earth have in carrying out an anticipated line of action, in cases where our anticipations chance to be correct. Of the absorbing interest which the study of the plan of their future lives possessed for the people of Mars my companion spoke eloquently. It was, he said, like the fascination of a mathema- tician of a most elaborate and exquisite demonstration, a perfect algebraical equation with the glowing realities of life in place of figures and symbols. When I ask if it never occurred to them to wish their futures different, he replied that such a question could only have been asked by one from the earth. No one could have foresight, or clearly believe that God had it, without realizing that the future is as incapable of being changed as the past. And not only this, but to foresee events was to foresee their logical necessity so clearly that to desire them different was as impossible as seriously to wish that two and two made five instead of four. No person could ever thoughtfully wish anything dif- ferent, for so closely are all things, the small with the great, woven tegether by God that to draw out the smallest thread would unravel creation through all eternity. While we had talked the afternoon had waned, and the sun had sunk below the horizon, the roseate atmosphere of the planet imparting a splendor to the cloud coloiing, and a glory to the land and sea scape, never paralleled by an earthly sunset. Al- ready the familiar constellations appearing in the sky reminded me how near after all, 1 was to the Earth, for whith the unassisted eye I could not detect the slightest variation in their position. Nevertheless, there was one wholly novel feature in the heavens, for many of the host of asteroids which circle in the zone between Mars and Jupi- ter were vividly visible to the naked eye. But the spectacle that chiefly held my gaze was the Earth, swimming low on the verge of the horizon. Its disc, twice as large as that of any star orplanet as seen rom the earth, flashed with a brilliancy like that of Venus. "It is, indeed, a lovely sight," said my companion, "although to me always a melancholy one from the contrast suggested between the radiance of the orb and the benighted condition of its inhabitants. We call it 'The Blindman's World.' " As he spoke he turned toward a curious structure which stood near us, though I had not before particularly ob- served it. " What is that " 1 asktd. " It is one of our telescopes," he replied. "I am going to let you take a look, if you choose, at your home, and test for yourself the po.vers of which I have bosted " and having adjusted the instiument to his satis- faction, he showed me v^here to apply my eye to what answered to the eye-piece. I could not repress an exclamation of amazeinent, for truly he had exaggerated nothing. The little college town which was my home lay spread out before me, seem- ingly almost as near as when I looked down upon it fromi my observatory windows. It was early morning, and the village was waking up. The milkmen were going their rounds, and workmen, with their dinner- pails, were hurrying alom^ the streets. The early train was just leaving the railroad station. I could see the puffs from the smoke-stack, and the jets from the cylinders. It was strange not to hear the hissing of the steam, so near I seemed. There were the college buildings on the hill, the long rows of windows flashing back the level sunbeams. I coald tell the time by the college clock. It struck me that there was an unusual bustle around the buUdings, considering the earliness of the hour. A crowd of men stood about the door of the observatoiy, and many others were hurrying across the campus in that direction. Among them I recognized President Byxbee, accompanied by the college janitor. As I gazed they reached the observatory, and, passing through the group about the door, entered the building. The president was evidently going up to my quarters. At this it flashed over me qtute suddenly that all this bustle was on my account. I recalled how it was that I came to be on Mara, and in what con- dition I had left afiairs in the observatory. It was high time I were back tliere to look after myself. • • • • • • • Here abruptly ended the extraordinary document wliich I found that morning on my desk. 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