Edison has given his to the world in the telephone. It is not to be inferred, however, that those who work their ideals out in the useful arts contribute more to the making of men than those who express their ideals in poetry, painting, sculpture, or music. The tendency of beauty to get down into the ordinary work and relations of life is an intimation that all life should be beautiful in itself, and in all expressions which it makes of itself. The æsthetic sense is the badge of man’s royalty. A tutor was once employed to teach the son of a king. The young prince was sometimes disobedient. But in the esteem of the tutor, it was not quite proper to whip the son of a king with a common switch. So to the lapel of the boy’s coat the teacher pinned a piece of purple ribbon. When the young prince manifested a disposition to defy authority, the instructor pointed with the end of the rod to the purple ribbon on his coat. This was an appeal to his royal blood. Not a flower gathers on the limbs of a rose bush but addresses the high and purple nature of everyone who beholds it. In Mexico, where the average of life is so low, the flowers which grow in such profusion are about all that is left to keep the people reminded that they are the children of God, the author of all beauty. The highest evidence of the remaining worth of the Mexican people is found in the fact that they love flowers with a deep and unfailing passion. VI. Beauty is to feed enthusiasm. Tones and colors are to be used to jostle the elements of mind, and will, and emotion into harmony with the high and holy life of our Father who art in Heaven. Beauty is to nerve the soldier for the battle, the martyr for the stake, and the hero for his work. There is a height of development to which the human spirit aspires, that the logical understanding is unable to reach. Here, then, where truth in logical form fails, beauty comes, and helps the human spirit to disentangle itself from the sphere of contradictions and antagonisms. Truth and right command the spirit by an external necessity; beauty moves it by an internal necessity and starts it to vibrating in the very centers of its being, in consonance with itself. Beauty lifts it to a pinnacle where the horizon quadrates with its irrepressible longings; and where the whole of life is rounded into an orb from which all strife is eliminated, and all discord extracted. Men seek artificial stimulants and narcotics, because of the abiding conviction they have, that their lives were keyed to some ideal realm of unity and freedom. What intoxicants do to the detriment of the spirit, beauty accomplishes to its health and vigor. It is carried by beauty into no land of vague dream, and unreal delirium, but into a radiant region where the environing conditions exactly match its undying hopes. _LOVE._