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hence his/orm must reveal or express his attributes, and be 

 the impersonation or material and ethereal representation of 

 the royalties and insignia of his own kingdom. 



"Jupiter and Minerva have high foreheads and command- 

 ing brows, while Pan and Yulcan have narrow, small, and 

 mean heads;" yet the procession of things and the guardian- 

 ship of the great common essentials would stop, but for these 

 ugly gods with "mean heads;" arid Pan and Yulcan are in- 

 dispensable, and the ascendants of the hour, for they manage 

 the world and "shape us a home of refuge here." Without 

 the flow of milk and honey, and the constant renewal of all 

 things through this god of the woods and "guardian of 

 flocks," this player "upon the pipe of seven reeds," whose 

 "sheep-hook signifies the turning of the year into itself," 

 this feeder (->, pasco,) of herds and filler of milk-sacks, this 

 Pan, himself a symbol of the world, what were the earth, and 

 the inhabitants thereof? Without the magical artifices of 

 the stithy, and the cunning of the right hand of Yulcan 

 and his forges, this " god of fire and furnaces," the prophet 

 and evangelist of the times, (the ferruginous element, or iron, 

 being the true implement of advancement, witness old mari- 

 ner's needle, railroad bar, locomotive, and telegraph wire, 

 etc.,) where would be the word progress; and what would 

 become of the rushing and expansive spirit, which is the 

 genius of the riotous hour in which we live ? Blessed be' the 

 gods who have supervision and charge of the lowly details, 

 the homely works, and repulsive chores, or actual things to 

 be done, (which, after all, somebody must do) blessed be 

 the "beastly divinities" who preside over the ghastly secrets 

 and wants of our bodies and the world thrice blessed the 

 stalwart, rugged Olympians who are making the earth habit- 

 able and heavenly, and necessities humble and obscure, the 

 golden gates to undreamed-of paradises of the high and 

 divine. 



This Pan, the god of the woods, had a dismal exterior, 

 and was at first the joke of the skies, although "all the gods 

 were afterwards delighted with him." At his birth, his 



