Extraterrestrial beings -- Fiction; Science fiction, English; Space flight to Mars -- Fiction
"'I ever seek to help all who put their faith in God, and blindly trust
themselves to His Omnipotence. But thou hast come a long journey, my
son, from a world whose ways I know not save by their revelation to me
in a vision. Therein was declared unto me that ye do worship God, but
in a different manner from us of Gathma. Therein, too, was declared
unto me that, all in God's good time, the peoples of the worlds that
roll across the sky in majesty and splendour, those balls that speak
of His creative wisdom in their throbbing lights by night, shall be
knit together in one grand brotherhood of God! This vision teacheth me
that in thee and thy companions I see the shadowed prophecy beginning
its fulfilment. Ye have conquered Space by your cunning arts, and the
planets now no longer keep them to themselves. So will God gather those
scattered worlds together and hold all His people united! And now
Volinè tells me that the passion ye call Love hath taken root between
ye, and that already thou hast asked her to wife. Thou art but an
agent of God in this wondrous thing, and being so, it is my holy duty
to help thee yet again, in prolonging thy days, so that they shall
equal hers. I hear that thou art willing to go through the holy rite
that will endow thee with a longer span?'
"'Even so,' I answered, overwhelmed by the solemn words the old priest
had uttered.
"'But hast thou weighed well thine inclination? The ordeal that thou
must pass is one of Fire. Know ye that Fire is Life, and Life is Fire?
By passing Fire ye enter Life. But even so must Death be conquered
first!'
"'Holy Father, I wait with growing impatience to so prolong my days,
having all faith in your wondrous power to help me,' I answered with a
trembling voice, awed beyond description by the subtle influence this
old priest already had over me.
"'Then, at noon upon the morrow, come thou to the Temple on the hill
Verosi, and there will I help thee to thy wish. Volinè will show thee
thither; and let your coming and your going be in secret, and be done
by stealth.'
"'Come hither, Volinè, for I would give my blessing to ye both before I
go'--and the old priest, taller by a head and shoulders than I, stood
up, and with one hand placed on Volinè's head, and the other on my own,
he breathed a silent prayer for us.
"'And now, my children, I must get me gone. The nightly services of our
Holy House upon the hill await my ministration, and methinks ye both do
tire of an old man's company.'
"'We thank thee much for thy good offices, Holy Echri; and will keep
faith with thee to-morrow. Fare-thee-well.'
"Then taking up his staff, and his scroll of holy writings, the old
priest, with a smile in which no human passions mingled, slowly went
his way.
"'Now, Harry, thou shalt sup with me to-night, as a mark of royal
favour,' said Volinè with a smile, 'and then must thou go and rest, and
fortify thyself for the morrow.'
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