The man had always seen Life in its relation to himself; he came, now,
to consider his own life in its relation to all Life; which point of
view has all the difference that lies between a low valley and the
mountain peaks that shut it in. He felt his relation, too, not alone
to all human life but to all created things. With everything that
lived he felt himself kin. With the very dray horses on the street,
dragging with patient courage their heavily loaded trucks; with the
stray dog that dodged in and out among the wheels and hoofs of the
crowded traffic; even with the sparrow that perched for a moment on
the ledge outside the window near his desk, he felt a kinship that was
new and strange. Had they not all, he reflected, horse and dog and
sparrow and man--had they not all one thing in common--Life? Was not
Life the one thing supreme to each? Were they not, each one, a part of
the whole? Was not the supreme object of every life, of all life, to
live? Is the life of a man, he asked himself, more mysterious than the
life of a horse? Can science--blind, pretentious, childish
science--explain the life of a dog with less uncertainty than it can
explain the life of a man? Or can the scientist make a laboratory
sparrow more easily than he can produce a laboratory man? With the
very trees that lined the streets near where he lived, he felt a
kinship for they, too, within their trunks and limbs, had life--they,
too, were parts of the whole even as he was a part--they, too,
belonged even as he belonged.
Thus the man saw Life from a loftier height than he had ever before
attained. Thus he sensed, as never before, the bigness, the fullness,
the grandness, the awfulness, of Life. And so the man became very
humble with a proud humbleness. He became very proud with a humble
pride. He became even as a child again.
And then, standing thus upon this new height that he had gained, the
man looked back into the ages that were gone and forward into the ages
that were to come and so saw himself and his age a link between the
past and the future; linking that which had been to that which was to
be. All that Life had ever been--the sum of all since the unknown
beginning--was in the present. In the present, also, was all that Life
could ever be, even unto the unknown end. Within his age and within
himself he felt stirring all the mighty forces that, since the
beginning, had wrought in the making of man. Within his age and within
himself he felt the forces that would work out in the race results as
far beyond his present vision as his age was beyond the ages of the
most distant past.
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