334 GLEANINGS FROM NATURE. 



I hold in my hand two objects, similar in size, color, 

 organs, everything twins from the same mother in 

 all outward respects. One pulsates and throbs with 

 that which we call "life." It possesses heat, bodily 

 motion, animal power. The other is cold, motionless, 

 pulseless, throbless a thing of clay. What is that 

 "life" which the one possesses and the other lacks: 1 

 Ah, there's the rub ! With the wisest of men we can 

 only answer, "Quien sabe?" (Who knows?) 



