Show the old settler 0 my dear san Jua ners we are concerned with two worlds no you have guessed wrong I 1 am not contemplating the spiritual and the temporal although I 1 could offer something more pointed and more vital in that phase of existence than in this but not in this time and place one of these worlds of which I 1 am thinking is the world where we are on the inside looking out the other is where we are on the outs outside de looking in the first is the world where we live and have experience of actual contact and where ws we have knowledge of people and con conditions and things the other world includes the things we hear about and the things we see dimly at a distance our knowledge of that world is so fragmentary and incomplete that we w have to it to our understand understanding ng with a great framework created by our imagination this world on which we look from the outside in is therefore in the main a world of our fancy it is never just as it appears to us and nearly always it is verb very different to what we think it is we hear of a man a place or a condition and the report being little more than a suggestion of the whole truth in the matter cepro we proceed instinctively to complete the story to a point of what appears to us as consistency and these guess approximations of ours have but one chance in many of being right I 1 heard for a long time of a certain little town down in the southwest and I 1 had it all pictured out as being on the south side of a mountain with desert stretching away in all other directions that was what seemed to be the reality as I 1 looked from the outside in but when after continued on page 8 the old settler 0 continued Continue id from page i 1 many years I 1 reached that town so that it was in my real world from which I 1 looked out behold it was on the west side of a mountain other mountains near in other directions and not at aalthe all the place I 1 had bad imagined N I 1 read two very fine books written by john wilberforce hastings and my fertile imagination P af turea him at once as a gre great at size prominent nose heavy chin black hair very impressive personality when john wilberforce hastings emerged from the world of my imagination and came into the realm of tits behold he was a little snipe of a fellow with white hair small nose receding chin not the 1 person at all to evolve the great thoughts which had enthralled me and if I 1 read his books I 1 would have imagined his head as empty as it looked beware the tricks of your imagination in the world from which you yea look from the outside in you hear of some person or condition or institution and the report has a color of suggestion right or wrong but right or wrongs wrong alt nt i color gives your imagination ra 7 direction in which to build its fanciful castles and they are built instinctively with about one chance in ten thousand of being right mighty few individuals have imagined a true understanding of what is in the hearts and minis minds min is even of their immediate associates yet they presume to know what is in the hearts of noted people and nations far away and they tell you knowingly and with great assurance of what they have imagined the same as if they had found it in the world from which they are looking out instead of in that other nebulous world on which they are looking in ALBERT R LYMAN |