100 GLAUCUS ; OR, 
ought to have been—more wonderful yet to us that a 
child should resemble its parents, or even a butterfly 
resemble, if not always, still usually, its parents 
likewise. Ought God to appear less or more august 
in our eyes if we discover that the means are even 
simpler than we supposed? We held Him to be 
Almighty and All-wise. Are we to reverence Him 
less or more if we find Him to be so much mightier, 
so much wiser, than we dreamed, that He can not 
only make all things, but—the very perfection of 
creative power—make all things make themselves ? 
We believed that His care was over all His 
works; that His providence worked perpetually 
over the universe. We were taught—some of us 
at least—by Holy Scripture, that without Him 
not a sparrow fell to the ground, and that the 
very hairs of our head were all numbered; that 
the whole history of the universe was made up, in 
fact, of an infinite network of special providences. 
If, then, that should be true which a great na- 
turalist writes, ‘It may be metaphorically said that 
natural selection is daily and hourly scrutinizing, 
