My faith is firm, but I have no time To explain it all in this tuneful rhyme. Science cannot say much, I fear, But must admit that God is here, And if the priests would let us alone, Perhaps a little more might be known. Spirit is fact, and this I assume, For Matter is nothing but solid Gloom. 15. ALFRED R. WALLACE, the compeer of Darwin. Spiritual science has told the whole story Of the claims of mankind to realms of glory. Our facts are abundant, harmonious and true, They satisfy me and should satisfy you. No baseless hypothesis shapes our knowledge, No dogmatic rule derived from a college, As we fearless explore the worlds unseen, And learn what all their mysteries mean. The science we study is truly Divine, They only reject it who are mentally blind. 16. THOMAS HILL, D.D., LL.D., Ex-President of Harvard. As for life after death, a life without breath, Though science says no, I don't think it's so, For 'tis well understood our God is too good To create us and cherish, and then let us perish. 17. PROF. ASAPH HALL, LL.D., of the National Observatory, Washington. Metaphysics and science are still our reliance, Taking them for our guide, we can't quite decide, But as we incline, a doctrine we find. 18. PROF. ELLIOTT COUES, M.D., Ph.D., Scientist and Theosophist. I think that science is bound to answer Every question that comes to hand, sir. Then why do some scientists fail to acknowledge Discoveries made outside of their college? There's a reason for all things that come to pass, And no man likes to be proved an ass; And hence they refuse to agree with St. Paul, The spiritual body is all in all. 19. HERBERT SPENCER, British Philosopher, as reported by Rev. M. J. Savage. 'Tis all in a muddle we cannot make out, Nor does evolution diminish the doubt; The facts that we get prove very refractory, And I cannot find anything quite satisfactory. 20. PROF. CHARLES S. PIERCE, A.M., of Johns Hopkins University, (a voluminous reply). I've looked this question through and through, But for future life the prospect's blue. Psychic Researchers have gathered up much, But it crumbles to dust beneath my touch. 'Tis nothing but rubbish that Society brings, For the ghosts they have found are the stupidest things, Poor "starveling" idiots, all of that ilk, Who are coming back here to cry over "spilled milk." Serenely we smile at "the lamp of Aladdin," And stories of ghosts about this world gadding. Yet after all, I don't believe in Spencer, In Kant or in Comte, or in any of them, sir; Nor in Christendom's sacred and reverend creed, Though weaklings adopt it because they have need; But I believe in this world's events, And a life regulated by common sense. 21. DANIEL COIT GILMAN, LL.D., President of Johns Hopkins University.