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to be guarded with the greatest care and never 

 recklessly sacrificed. Love and pity are two angels 

 guarding a sacred flame that once extinguished 

 may not be rekindled Love's Red Cross protect- 

 ing all life. "He who in his own soul perceives 

 the supreme soul in all beings, and acquires equa- 

 nimity toward them all, attains the highest state of 

 bliss." 



According to high authority, civilization means 

 "to reclaim from a savage state; instruct in the 

 arts and refinements of civilized life." Thus we 

 are taught to regard civilization and not savagery 

 as the adornments of a condition of splendid prog- 

 ress. Facts are stubborn things and lend no coun- 

 tenance to such very superficial conclusions. As 

 a matter of fact, the centuries grow weary over 

 the slowness of the thing we call civilization as it 

 creeps in petty pace from age to age. Man has 

 spent Aeons in getting on his hind feet, and it 

 seems as though more Aeons will have to drift 

 down the abyss of time before he is really re- 

 claimed from his innate savagery. To civilize is 

 a process; civilization a dream. The arts flour- 

 ish and refinement dies. 



The soul of refinement is consideration for 

 everything that lives. A universal sense of com- 

 passion for every form of being that in common 

 with ourselves, fears and would escape death. 

 Across the beautiful Lawson Road, between the 



