From grief and loss came joy and gain, To show me the way of the Lord; And the dead came back to life again, To show me the way of the Lord. Yea, into the heaven of heavens He went, To show me the way of the Lord; And the Comforter from the Father He sent, To show me the way of the Lord. I learned how for me He lived and died, To show me the way of the Lord; And bearing the cross, which He glorified, _I found out the way of the Lord_: * * * * * Via Crucis. Cross uplifted, clouds are rifted, Vision clearer, God grown dearer! _Via crucis via lucis_.[1] Cross, thy way is where the day is; Thy surprises sweet sunrises! _Via crucis via lucis_. Life eternal, fair and vernal, Is the glory of the story, _Via crucis via lucis_; Dawns in beauty, born of duty, Joins thereafter Heaven's sweet laughter-- _Via crucis via lucis_; Finds probation tribulation, Onward presses and confesses, _Via crucis via lucis_; Bursts the fetter of the letter, Reckons sorrow joy to-morrow-- _Via crucis via lucis_; To the Master in disaster Bravely clinging, journeys singing, _Via crucis via lucis_; Ranges crownward, never downward, Always loving, always proving, _Via crucis via lucis_; Drinks forever from the river Everlasting, still forecasting, _Via crucis via lucis_; And presages all the ages, Light-enfolden, growing golden, _Via crucis via lueis_. O the shinings and refinings! O the sweetness of completeness! _Via crucis via lucis_! * * * * * XXI. HEROES OF SCIENCE. MICHAEL FARADAY--SIR WILLIAM SIEMENS--M. PASTEUR. The loftiest class of scientists pursue science because they love truth. They derive no animation from the thought of any practical application which they can make from their scientific discoveries. They have no dreams of patents and subsequent royalties, although these sometimes come. They enter upon their work, smit with a passion for truth. If to any one of them it should happen to be pointed out--as Sir Humphrey Davy showed the ardent young Michael Faraday--at the beginning of his career, that science is a hard mistress who pays badly, they are so in love with science that, really and truly, they prefer from their very hearts to live with her on bread and water in a garret to living without her in palaces in which they might fare sumptuously every day. There are others by whom science is regarded only in the measure of its fruitfulness in producing material wealth. Their great men are not the discoverers of principles, but the inventors, the men who can apply the discoveries of others to supplying such wants as men are willing to pay largely to have satisfied. As has been said--