12 BIRD PARADISE 



but partial acqaaiutaace with a small portion of 

 the great host. The largest we see only in part, 

 and the smallest we do not see at all, only with 

 the aid of the most powerful glass. Care for 

 them all, watchful care — the kind that knows 

 where they all are ; just what they are doing — 

 the "open hand," which fills all things living 

 with plenteousness. Ah ! the nearer vision of 

 the wondrous scenes. Only the infinite gathers 

 all the wheat in this boundless field. I glance 

 from this sheet to the window-pane at my side, 

 and there I note a minute speck, moving briskly 

 over the hard service. Nothing but the black 

 mote, visible to the naked eye. I put my glass 

 over the object and the transformation reveals 

 the perfect creature after its kind. Unlike the 

 work of man, the more I magnify the creature 

 the more wonderful it becomes. Bright colors 

 appear, and the texture of all I see glows with 

 a radiance that is surely bom from above. As 

 I gaze, the insect moves from my sight into the 

 great world space — an aeroplane most perfect. 

 The thought quickly has place, " the world about 

 us— a great school — the 'university of univer- 

 sities.'" Knowledge free as the air we breathe, 

 the student always graduating, but always a 

 student. 



