LEAF AND TENDRIL 



The value of life to Huxley lay in the opportunity 

 to give free play to that truth-loving mind of his, 

 no matter where the quest led him. If it led him 

 into battle, as it was bound to do, so much the 

 better. He was "ever a fighter." The love of 

 Truth was his paramount passion, but he loved her 

 all the more if he saw her life jeopardized and he 

 could make a gallant charge for her rescue. 



To have a mind eager to know the great truths 

 and broad enough to take them in, and not get lost 

 in the maze of apparent contradictions, is un- 

 doubtedly the highest good. This, I take it, is what 

 our fathers meant in their way by saying the chief 

 end of man was to serve God and glorify him for- 

 ever. This formula is not suited to the temper of 

 the modem scientific mind because of the theologi- 

 cal savor that clings to it. Theological values have 

 shrunken enormously in our time ; but let the mod- 

 em mind express the idea in its own terms, and 

 it fully agrees. To love the Truth and possess it 

 forever is the supreme good. 



Of course Pilate's question of old comes up. What 

 is truth? since one man's truth may be another 

 man's falsehood. But not in the scientific realm, 

 in the realm of verifiable objective truth. What is 

 one man's truth here must be all men's truth. What 

 is one man's truth in the business affairs of life — 

 in trade, in banking, in mechanics, in agriculture, in 

 law — must be all men's trath. It would seem as 

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