XXII. 



THE SUBJECT CONTINUED. 



I CAN call to mind no practice, in the intercourse 

 with others, more improving, sometimes more hu- 

 miliating, than the attempt to explain in clear words 

 to a listener, not disposed to give much quarter, an 

 idea with which one's own mind has been long 

 familiar. A large portion of what we call our 

 "mind" consists of the Imagination, a proverbial 

 deceiver, painting images (as its name implies) 

 upon the retina of thought, apparently all real, but 

 fading into dimness, crumbling often into the utmost 

 confusion and intricacy under the attempt at delinea- 

 tion by the tongue. This is of every-day experience. 

 But there is another traitor not so commonly ar- 

 raigned and brought to trial the memory. What 

 has long been on our minds, we are apt to regard as 

 we do those faces that we have met again and 

 again, and only become conscious of our ignorance 



