﻿THE 
  LINGERING 
  DRYAD 
  HEYL 
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  introduced, 
  and 
  phenomena 
  not 
  to 
  be 
  found 
  in 
  inorganic 
  Nature 
  began 
  

   to 
  show 
  themselves. 
  With 
  the 
  advent 
  of 
  the 
  organic, 
  new 
  motives 
  of 
  

   action 
  are 
  recognizable, 
  and 
  new 
  combinations 
  are 
  possible. 
  The 
  

   vitalist 
  explains 
  this 
  by 
  bringing 
  in 
  a 
  mysterious 
  something 
  from 
  the 
  

   outside; 
  the 
  mechanist 
  is 
  persuaded 
  that 
  matter 
  in 
  acquiring 
  life 
  has 
  

   not 
  ceased 
  to 
  be 
  a 
  conservative 
  system; 
  only 
  in 
  its 
  behavior 
  is 
  it 
  

   transformed. 
  

  

  Moreover, 
  this 
  transformation 
  has 
  not 
  been 
  complete. 
  Living 
  and 
  

   nonliving 
  matter 
  exist 
  side 
  by 
  side 
  and 
  will 
  probably 
  continue 
  to 
  do 
  so. 
  

   The 
  phj^sicist 
  would 
  call 
  this 
  the 
  coexistence 
  of 
  two 
  phases 
  at 
  one 
  

   temperature, 
  like 
  a 
  mixture 
  of 
  ice 
  and 
  water 
  at 
  the 
  freezing 
  point, 
  

   each 
  following 
  its 
  own 
  laws 
  and 
  exhibiting 
  its 
  own 
  characteristic 
  

   properties 
  under 
  the 
  same 
  environment. 
  

  

  We 
  may, 
  perhaps, 
  by 
  poetic 
  license 
  think 
  of 
  the 
  first 
  beginnings 
  of 
  

   life 
  as 
  feeling 
  strange 
  and 
  lonely 
  in 
  the 
  midst 
  of 
  the 
  nonliving 
  matter 
  

   surrounding 
  them, 
  so 
  different 
  in 
  properties, 
  in 
  behavior. 
  And 
  

   perhaps 
  we 
  may 
  imagine 
  that 
  the 
  works 
  and 
  ways 
  of 
  nonliving 
  matter 
  

   occasionally 
  grated 
  on 
  the 
  sensibilities 
  of 
  the 
  living, 
  and 
  called 
  forth 
  

   the 
  protest: 
  "Why 
  are 
  you 
  so 
  mechanical? 
  Why 
  not 
  show 
  a 
  little 
  

   flexibility 
  occasionally?" 
  But 
  this 
  protest, 
  we 
  may 
  imagine, 
  was 
  

   wasted. 
  "It 
  is 
  my 
  ancient 
  way," 
  replied 
  nonliving 
  Nature, 
  "the 
  

   way 
  I 
  did 
  for 
  millions 
  of 
  years 
  before 
  you 
  newcomers 
  appeared 
  upon 
  

   the 
  scene. 
  I 
  can 
  not 
  mend 
  my 
  case. 
  Why 
  not 
  do 
  as 
  I 
  do 
  and 
  be 
  

   sociable?" 
  

  

  But 
  this 
  is 
  just 
  what 
  living 
  matter 
  will 
  not 
  do. 
  Like 
  white 
  men 
  in 
  

   the 
  Tropics, 
  it 
  maintains 
  its 
  standard 
  of 
  living 
  among 
  an 
  overwhelming 
  

   majority 
  of 
  an 
  inferior 
  grade 
  of 
  civilization. 
  

  

  Millions 
  of 
  years 
  have 
  passed. 
  Life 
  is 
  no 
  longer 
  a 
  newcomer, 
  a 
  

   feeble 
  colony, 
  but 
  has 
  waxed 
  mighty, 
  and 
  has 
  become 
  the 
  outstanding 
  

   feature 
  of 
  the 
  earth's 
  surface. 
  And 
  now 
  we 
  have 
  reached 
  a 
  second 
  

   critical 
  point. 
  Life 
  has 
  attained 
  such 
  a 
  degree 
  of 
  complexity 
  that 
  

   a 
  new 
  set 
  of 
  phenomena 
  is 
  beginning 
  to 
  make 
  its 
  appearance, 
  some- 
  

   thing 
  different 
  in 
  kind 
  from 
  anything 
  that 
  has 
  been 
  before; 
  as 
  dif- 
  

   ferent 
  in 
  its 
  turn 
  as 
  was 
  life 
  itself 
  compared 
  to 
  inanimate 
  matter; 
  

   something 
  superimposed 
  upon 
  life 
  as 
  life 
  of 
  old 
  was 
  superimposed 
  

   upon 
  the 
  nonliving. 
  And 
  it 
  is, 
  appropriatelj^ 
  enough, 
  in 
  man, 
  the 
  

   highest 
  type 
  of 
  life, 
  the 
  flower 
  of 
  creation, 
  the 
  peak 
  of 
  evolution, 
  

   "the 
  heir 
  of 
  all 
  the 
  ages 
  in 
  the 
  foremost 
  rank 
  of 
  time," 
  that 
  this 
  new 
  

   thing 
  first 
  makes 
  itself 
  manifest 
  — 
  a 
  moral 
  sense, 
  an 
  ethical 
  feeling, 
  

   which 
  often 
  finds 
  itself 
  as 
  much 
  a 
  stranger 
  in 
  its 
  environment 
  as 
  life 
  

   must 
  have 
  felt 
  among 
  the 
  crystals 
  and 
  colloids 
  among 
  which 
  it 
  began 
  

   its 
  existence. 
  If 
  we 
  must 
  find 
  a 
  single 
  word 
  to 
  express 
  this 
  new 
  quality 
  

   let 
  us 
  caU 
  it 
  "Soul." 
  

  

  Within 
  us 
  is 
  developing 
  a 
  new 
  thing, 
  as 
  wonderful 
  as 
  life 
  itself 
  and 
  

   no 
  less 
  rich 
  in 
  possibilities. 
  Life 
  in 
  its 
  turn 
  has 
  brought 
  forth 
  some- 
  

  

  