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navies,— God Almighty is sending out His winds 

 as messengers to proclaim the kinship of races, 

 the neighbourhood of nations. We cannot resist His 

 will. We are destined to see our boundaries wiped 

 out, our narrowness neutralised, our provincialisms 

 annihilated, by Him who hath made of one blood all 

 nations of men. 



'For He has provided for a circulation of ideas 

 which is just as real, just as free, just as effectual as 

 the circulation of the winds. He takes care that the 

 truth uttered in America shall cross to Russia. The 

 principle of government embodied in an institution in 

 the heart of Asia reappears in the depths of the Ger- 

 man forests, in the Parliament Houses at Westmin- 

 ster, in the New England town-meeting. The word 

 John Wyclif uttered in England, Luther hears and 

 passes on to the world. The gospel proclaimed in 

 Judea is echoed to the isles of the sea. The winds 

 of truth blow where they list, and no man knows 

 whence they come and whither they go. 



Just as He makes the winds His messengers, He 

 will take anything else that comes to hand to serve 

 His end. It was a little ship which crossed the seas 

 in 1620 and brought to Massachusetts Bay the seed 

 of a new society, a seed ripened on the old soil of 

 Holland and of England. It was a little book by 

 Harriet Beecher Stowe which was the message of 

 enfranchisement to American thought on the subject 

 of slavery and which led to the enfranchisement of the 

 slave himself. The great liberator himself was lowly 



