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 copyright, 1889, 
 By John W. Lovell. 
 
DEDICATION. 
 
 TO 
 
 THE ONE 
 
 WHO TAUGHT ME HOW TO UNVEIL TRUTH 
 
 AND MADE ME ACQUAINTED WITH 
 
 THE GRAND SECRET OF THE 
 
 FIRE OF LIFE, 
 
 AND IN WHOSE WORK I BEHOLD THE 
 
 PROPHECY OF WHAT " SHE " (tHE 
 
 church) is YET TO BE, 
 
 the author gratefully and reverently 
 
 dedicates 
 
 the following pages. 
 
As many as I love, I reprove and chasten : be 
 zealous therefore, and repent. 
 
 Behold, I stand at the door, and knock : if any 
 man hear my voice, and open the door, 1 will come 
 in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me. 
 
 He that overcometh, I will give to him to sit 
 down with me in my throne, as I also overcame, 
 and sat down with my Father in his throne. 
 
 He that hath an ear, let him hear what the Spirit 
 saith to the churches. Rev. iii. 19-22. 
 
 The scholar is unfurnished who has only literary 
 weapons. * * * He will have to answer cer- 
 tain questions, which I must jilainly tell you cannot 
 be staved off. For all men, all women, time, your 
 country, your condition, the invisible world, are the 
 interrogators : IVho arc you P What do you ? Cafi 
 you ohfain ivhaf you wish ? Is there method in your 
 consciousness P Can you see tendency in your life P 
 
 Can you help any soul P 
 
 Emerson. 
 
"SHE": 
 
 AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH- 
 
 The author of this remarkable book says : 
 " At first I was incHned to beheve that this 
 history of a woman, clothed in the majesty of 
 her almost endless years, on whom the 
 shadow of eternity itself lay like the dark 
 wing of night, was some gigantic allegory of 
 which I could not catch the meaning." This 
 conception was followed by others, until he 
 abandoned the attempt to interpret, saying : 
 " To me the story seems to bear the stamp 
 of truth upon its face. Its explanation I 
 must leave to others." 
 
 I accept this task ; and am quite confi- 
 dent that what follows also bears upon its 
 face the image of truth. 
 
8 ''SHE": AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 I do not believe anything could be written 
 and so widely read, without being the vehicle 
 to the world of some vital, spiritual truth. 
 Here is a casket of gems. I have found the 
 key to the treasure. Wild and extravagant as 
 the story may seem, it has found its way to 
 more readers than any other book of the 
 period. It seems to be full of superstition, 
 and yet it has captured an age whose boast 
 it is to have outgrown superstition. High 
 and low, rich and poor, learned and un- 
 learned, romantic and pedantic, young and 
 old, have all been caught by the marvellous 
 fascination of " She." 
 
 What is the secret of its power 1 Let us 
 look and see. 
 
 Kallikrates, a Greek by birth, who had 
 become a priest of Isis in Egypt, whose 
 service demanded strictest celibacy, fell in 
 love with one of the beautiful daughters of 
 the Nile, Amenartas by name. Overcome 
 with desire, he broke his vows to Isis, and, 
 
'^SHE" : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. g 
 
 to escape the penalty of death, fled with his 
 love into the interior of Africa. In this 
 land of Kor, to which he came, dwelt " She." 
 How she came there we are not told. It 
 was a land of ruins, though once inhabited 
 by a mighty people, who had attained to 
 great wisdom and power. When " She " 
 reached this strange country, she found 
 there was still one man who was possessed 
 of this rare knowledge of the past, all the 
 rest having died of a great plague, or by 
 intercourse with barbarians sunk into can- 
 nibalism. This man was a hermit, and a 
 philosopher skilled in the secrets of Nature, 
 and the discoverer of a Mysterious Fire, far 
 in the bowels of the earth, which is Nature's 
 blood and life, and in which whoever bathed 
 therein and breathed thereof should live 
 while Nature lives. Him did "She" be- 
 guile with her beauty and her wit, and flatter 
 with her tongue until he revealed to her 
 this great secret and all that he knew of 
 
lO "SHE"' : AN- ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 the wonderful secrets of Nature — and that 
 was much — for the man was wise and very 
 ancient, and, by purity and abstinence, and 
 the contemplation of his innocent mind, 
 had worn thin the veil between that which 
 we see and the great invisible truths, the 
 whisper of whose wings at times we hear as 
 they sweep through the gross air of the 
 world. But on no account would he bathe 
 or permit " She " to bathe in the Fire of 
 Life. 
 
 At last he died, and then " She " met 
 Kallikrates (who had wandered to this land 
 with the beautiful Egyptian, Amenartas), 
 and learned to love for the first and last 
 time, once and forever. So that it entered 
 into her mind to bathe with Kallikrates in 
 the all-potent Fire, and live in this dream 
 of love for aye. Descending into the bowels 
 of the earth for this purpose, with Kalli- 
 krates and Amenartas, " She " gathered up 
 all her courage, and, courting death to per- 
 
SHE'' : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 1 1 
 
 chance win so glorious a crown of life, 
 stepped into the flames, and, behold ! she 
 came forth undying and lovely beyond 
 imagining. Then did she stretch out her 
 arms to Kallikrates and bid him take her as 
 his immortal bride. But, though blinded by 
 her beauty, he turned from her to Amenar- 
 tas. Then a great fury filled " She," and, 
 in the very place of life, she slew him. 
 Amenartas, protected by the gods, escaped 
 her fury and fled the country. In a distant 
 land she gave birth to a child, who was 
 called The Avenger. To him she told her 
 story, the record of which was placed on a 
 fragment of Egyptian pottery. This, to- 
 gether with some linen from the tombs of 
 Kor, a scarab, or jewel, bearing the motto, 
 " Royal Son of the Sun," was handed down 
 from father to son for two thousand years. 
 
 At length it came into the hands of Leo 
 Vincey, who, together with his guardian 
 Holly, resolved to unravel the mystery of 
 
12 " SHE " ; AN ALLEGOR Y OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 this strange inheritance. During all this 
 time " She " had dwelt in the caves of Kor, 
 worshipping the body of Kallikrates, which, 
 by her great knowledge of chemistry, she 
 had preserved as natural as life, and ruling 
 over a strange and savage people, until, 
 through their fear of her awful power, what- 
 ever her command they received it as com- 
 ing from She-who-must-be-obeyed. It was 
 the custom of this people, whenever any 
 strangers invaded their country, to put hot 
 pots on their heads, and afterwards to cook 
 and devour them as food. This would have 
 been the fate of Leo and Holly had not 
 *' She " perceived their coming. Even this 
 protection would have failed Leo, had not 
 one of these savage maidens, Ustane by 
 name, who had fallen in love with him at 
 sight, protected his life at the risk of her own. 
 After innumerable hardships and many 
 hairbreadth escapes, Leo and Holly reach 
 the cave of " She." 
 
" SHE'' : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 13 
 
 At first " She " is so taken up with Holly 
 that she is ignorant that Kallikrates has 
 returned to life again in the person of Leo. 
 At this time Leo is sick unto death. " She " 
 discovers this just in time, and, by adminis- 
 tering a potent remedy, saves his life. Jeal- 
 ous of Ustane, " She " slays her, though Leo 
 truely loved the savage maiden, overpowers 
 and brings him to her feet in the very pres- 
 ence of the corpse. They then go to bathe 
 together in the Fire of Life, into which 
 " She," to give Leo courage, enters first ; 
 this time not to live but to perish, though 
 as she dies her last words charge Leo to 
 wait for her because she will come again, 
 more beautiful than before. Leo's golden 
 locks turn white in the intensity of his suf- 
 fering. Still he has enshrined her in his 
 heart of hearts, imbibed some of the potent 
 fire and lives afterwards true to her memory, 
 waiting for the day when they shall be re- 
 united. 
 
14 " SHE'' : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 It is a strange, weird story, told with a 
 wealth of imagination, a splendid defiance 
 of all ordinary standards of the probable, a 
 breadth of eloquence and poetic charm that 
 are quite indescribable. 
 
 Do you say, On what authority do you 
 undertake to interpret the story ? I answer, 
 I feel somewhat akin to the spirit of the 
 author. I invite and invoke the same power 
 that made him the instrument of its telling 
 to make me the instrument of its explana- 
 tion. I am in love with " She " ; through all 
 her apparent evil, I penetrate to the all 
 good. I am, in feeling, as though I was Leo, 
 determined to solve the mystery of my in- 
 heritance. I take for my companion Holly, 
 my faithful guardian, who to me is the 
 symbol of external intellect and Science. 
 My inheritance is Truth. From a child I 
 have sought through dangers and hardships 
 — justly and truly symbolized by those 
 through which Leo passed — to possess and 
 
" SHE : " AN ALLEGOK Y OF THE CHURCH. j 5 
 
 understand Truth. Amid the ruins of Kor 
 to which Leo penetrated was a beautiful 
 statue carved out of pure white marble, 
 representing the winged figure of a woman 
 of wondrous loveliness. She was bending 
 forward and poising herself upon her half- 
 spread wings as though to preserve her 
 balance as she leaned ; her arms out- 
 stretched as though about to embrace one 
 she dearly loved, while her whole attitude 
 gave an impression of the tenderest beseech- 
 ing. Her perfect and most gracious form 
 was naked save the face, which was thinly 
 veiled, so that it was difficult to trace the 
 marking of the features. A gauzy veil was 
 thrown about the head, and, of its two ends, 
 one fell down across her left breast, which 
 was outlined beneath it, while the other 
 streamed away behind her upon the air. 
 The pedestal on which she rested was a 
 huge round ball of stone and the whole was 
 to represent Truth standing on the world, 
 
1 6 " SHE'" : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CIJURCH. 
 
 calling to her children to unveil her face, 
 At the foot of the statue was the followinor 
 
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 inscription : 
 
 Is there iio 7nan that will draw my veil 
 
 and look upon my face, for it is very fair ? 
 
 Unto him zvho drazvs my veil shall I be^ and 
 
 peace will I give him, and sweet children of 
 
 hiowledge and good works. 
 
 And a voice cried: " Though all those 
 who seek after thee desire thee, behold I Vir- 
 gin art thou, and Virgin shalt thou go till 
 Time be done. No man is there born of 
 woman zvho may drazu thy veil and live, nor 
 shall be. By Death only can thy veil be 
 drawn. Oh Truth!' 
 
 A7id Truth stretched out her arms aud 
 zvept, because those zvho sought her might not 
 fnd her, 710 r look 7ipo7i her face to face. 
 
 Now to the wise these words have other 
 meaning than that whicli first presents itself, 
 and in reading this hidden wisdom lies the 
 interpretation of " She." To know the per- 
 
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" SHE'' : AN ALLEGOR Y OF THE CHURCH. i y 
 
 feet Truth, to unveil all her divine beauty 
 and have her as thine own bride, you must 
 first die and pass into eternity. But to do 
 this it is by no means necessary to wait for 
 what we have called death. It is possible 
 to be dead to sense even in life, and to find 
 the eternal 7iow, in which there are neither to- 
 morrows nor yesterdays, in what men have 
 called time. To acknowled2:e and live no 
 more after the flesh, but after the Spirit, is 
 to take Truth for your bride. 
 
 This is the mystery of Godliness — God- 
 like-ness. 
 
 Know yourself as the Christ did — as 
 Spirit. Deny the truth of the false, and the 
 reality of the unreal. Let this outer sense- 
 life be nailed to the Cross until you say " It 
 is finished." This is the simple way of 
 Truth, and yet I cannot say it is easy. 
 No one who is earnest need miss the way, 
 and yet it is true that many are called, but 
 few chosen. There is a way that seemeth 
 
1 8 " SHE '' : AN- ALLEGOR Y OF THE CHURCH 
 
 right unto man, but the end thereof is 
 death. This is the way of sense. The way 
 of Spirit is the death of sense. This is the 
 one lesson of the Cross of Christ — its Alpha 
 and Omega. 
 
 Who of those who call themselves Christ- 
 ians have unveiled this Truth .? 
 
 As I look out over the earth I see, here 
 and there, one who has read the secret, and, 
 with the light of the eternal morn flashing 
 upon upturned faces, eager hands are about 
 to rend away the last thin veil that obscures 
 to our world the full beauty of Truth. This 
 is the veil that must be rent in twain before 
 any can pass into the Holy of Holies, and 
 stand face to face with Truth. 
 
 The ruined City of Kor represents the 
 modern world, and "She" the Church — who 
 has become the sole guardian of Truth 
 without knowing its full meaning, and pos- 
 sessor of the Secret of Eternal Life without 
 dispensing it. 
 
''SHE'' : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH 19 
 
 The origin of " She " is shrouded in 
 mystery. How she came to this strange 
 country she tells us not. So also is there 
 a cloud of mystery hanging about the 
 beginning of the Christian Church. Back of 
 Christianity stands Judaism. In conversa- 
 tion with Holly concerning the Jews, " She " 
 said: " They broke my heart, and made 
 me look with evil eyes across the world, 
 and drove me to this wilderness. When I 
 would have taught them wisdom in Jerusa- 
 lem they stoned me, ay, at the gate of the 
 Temple, those white-bearded hypocrites and 
 rabbis hounded the people on to stone me." 
 
 Back of Judaism is Egypt and Moses 
 learned in all its wonderous lore. The 
 Greeks and Egyptians interchanged their 
 knowledge. Pythagoras and Plato both 
 studied in Egypt. From Egypt we are led 
 back across the centuries into a still greater 
 antiquity — to races and civilizations more 
 wonderful than any that exist to-day, and 
 
20 " SHE'' : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 that have totally disappeared. Back of the 
 Christian Church we find also the schools 
 of the Essenes and earlier Gnostics. All our 
 Christian ceremonies are a mingling of 
 Egyptian, Pagan, and Jewish rites with the 
 new and truer methods taught by Jesus. 
 
 I do not wish to go into historic particu- 
 lars, for I am in search of the Spirit rather 
 than of the letter. When " She " bathed 
 in the Fire of Life her veins were filled 
 with jealousy — as she declares, just before 
 entering the second time. " When first I 
 tasted of its virtue, full was my heart of pas- 
 sion and of hatred of that Egyptian Ame- 
 nartas, and therefore, despite my strivings 
 to be rid thereof, have passion and hatred 
 been stamped upon my soul from that sad 
 hour to this. But now is my mood a happy 
 mood, and filled am I with the purest part 
 of thought, and so would I ever be." 
 
 Passion filled her veins because she was 
 in love with the outward form of this hand- 
 
" SHE " ; AN ALLEGOR V OF THE CHURCH. 2 1 
 
 some Greek priest of Isis, and far two thou- 
 sand years she hved in the tombs of Kor, 
 worshipping his dead body. Herein is most 
 wonderfully symbolized tlije weakness of the 
 Church. It has debased a pure spiritual 
 love with physical passion. It has hovered 
 and gloated over the body, suffering and 
 death of the Jesus rather than lifting up its 
 thought and love to the eternal Christ. Phys- 
 ical passion, physical blood — our theology is 
 incarnadined and saturated with gore. Our 
 Catholic churches and all Christian art 
 repeat over and over every horrible detail of 
 the physical sufferings of Jesus and cloud 
 thereby the spiritual and redeeming power of 
 the Truth he taught. Every Good-Friday 
 we nail his body again to the tree, every 
 Easter we take it out of the tomb, every 
 Christmas we think more of the miracle of 
 his birth than of the Truth he came to 
 make manifest. This error was in the viens 
 of the Church when, as embodied in Juda- 
 
2 2 ''SHE'' : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CEURCH. 
 
 ism, ecclesiastical passion and envy slew 
 Jesus. They looked for a physical re- 
 deemer ; one who should free them from 
 the Roman yoke ; but his kingdom was 
 spiritual. 
 
 " She " offered Kallikrates the charm of 
 external beauty made undying. So the 
 Jews offered Jesus external power and tri- 
 umph. As Kallikrates turned to the love 
 of his soul (Amenartas), so did Jesus turn 
 to his spiritual ideal, saying, " My king- 
 dom is not of this world. To this end have 
 I been born, and to this end am I come into 
 the world, that I should bear witness unto 
 the Truth." He had rent from Truth the last 
 veil that obscured her matchless and radiant 
 face. Living, yet was he dead unto the 
 flesh. No one could convince him of sin. 
 
 Why, then, did he die ? Ah, the blind- 
 ness of our mortality ! Following out the 
 vain imaginings of external intellect, many 
 occult students have taught that Jesus had 
 
''SHE'' : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 23 
 
 to die because he was capable of anger, 
 citino: the instance of the fio; tree — not see- 
 ing the purely spiritual import of his words 
 in relation to that incident. 
 
 Why did he, over whom death had no 
 power, die ? Because no one would have 
 believed he had conquered death unless he 
 had demonstrated it after some such man- 
 ner as he did, by permitting them to crucify 
 him and then rising from the tomb. He 
 taught publicly that there was no need to 
 die if we would die unto the flesh while yet 
 living, and live only unto the Spirit. " Who- 
 soever liveth and believeth in me shall 
 never die." " If a man keep my saying he 
 shall never taste of death." 
 
 This was too good news to believe, and 
 to give possibility to faith, he said, " Destroy 
 this temple (meaning his body), and in 
 three days I will raise it up again. I 
 is the Spirit that quickeneth, the flesh 
 profiteth nothing ; the words that I have 
 
24 '"SHE" : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 spoken unto you are Spirit and are life." 
 Notwithstanding the declaration of Jesus, 
 the Church that received his Truth has taken 
 as its trust his literal fiesh and blood, and 
 the largest part of the Church claims by a 
 perpetual miracle to constantly keep in 
 stock a supply of the same. Jesus died to 
 demonstrate that if we would take the 
 Truth he taught and live the life he lived, 
 we need not die. We call ourselves Christ- 
 ians, and yet so long as we are subject to 
 sickness and death, we Q:ive the lie to our 
 own profession. We have not yet learned 
 the meanins: of the words : " The kinQ:dom 
 of heaven is within." Our thoughts and 
 hopes are still projected outwards. The 
 Fire of Immortal Life was made manifest 
 by a true prophet of God, but the Church 
 that received it, like " She," was not in a fit 
 state of mind for its perfect work. It gave 
 outward form and power rather than in- 
 ward truth and love. 
 
♦' SHE " .• AN ALLEGOR Y OF THE CHURCH. 2 5 
 
 When " She " first unveiled to Holly, she 
 seemed to say : " Behold me, lovely as no 
 woman was or is, undying and half divine ; 
 memory haunts me from age to age, and 
 passion leads me by the hand ; evil have I 
 done, and with sorrow have I made ac- 
 quaintance from age to age, and from age 
 to age evil I shall do, and sorrow shall I 
 know till my redemption comes." 
 
 Behold the Church, lovely as no other 
 power ever was or is. Egypt, Babylon, 
 Persia, Greece, Rome — none of the mighty 
 empires of the past are to be compared to 
 her. All that is best among all the living, 
 o;rowins: nations of the modern world is of 
 the Church : the finest buildinsfs in all our 
 cities, the free gifts of loving hearts; her 
 spires the jewels in every landscape ; her 
 charities smoothing the pillows of the sick, 
 comforting with hope the dying, caring for 
 widow and orphan. Her truth, though 
 clouded with error, giving wing to the 
 
26 ''SHE'' : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 loftiest flights of genius, pathos to sublim- 
 est utterances of oratory, most entrancing 
 harmonies to music, and noblest themes to 
 art. And yet, passion has debased her 
 love. Cruel death in dungeon, at the 
 stake, in civil strife and awful carnage, are 
 the evils she has done. Watching through 
 the asfes for the resurrection of her Lord — 
 
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 his return in glory and triumph — in doubt 
 and denial — has been her sorrow. 
 
 As came the redemption of " She," even 
 so shall come that of the Church. How did 
 it come } — through Leo and Holly. 
 
 We are told that, outwardly, Holly was 
 as ugly as Leo was handsome. One was 
 called The Greek God, the other Charon, the 
 Boatman of The Styx. By the wild people 
 over whom " She " ruled one was called 
 Lion, and the other Baboon. Holly was the 
 guardian of Leo. 
 
 Who are these two ? Let me tell you : 
 one is Science ; the other Intuition. 
 
"SJ/E"' .' A AT ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 27 
 
 A short time after Leo was born Holly 
 received him in charge, also a mysterious 
 casket, from the child's father. The father 
 of Intuition is Conscience. Holly was the 
 friend of Leo's father — so Science has been 
 the friend of Conscience. In the knowledo[;e 
 of the past, obtained by loyalty to external 
 intellect, Science had in its keeping (a 
 long time before it knew the meaning of the 
 possession) the few hints of Truth that will 
 yet guide it, together with Intuition, to the 
 redemption of the Church and of the world. 
 Though Holly was outwardly ugly, yet he 
 was at heart true and honest. So is Science 
 in its proper sphere. It has tried through 
 the theory of evolution to relate us to a 
 monkey form, and would have succeeded 
 but for Intuition, which has brought back 
 to us the knowledge of our royal ancestry, 
 our Divine parentage. 
 
 Our author says : " There appears to be 
 nothing in the character of Leo Vincey 
 
28 " SHE-" : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 which, in the opinion of most people, would 
 have been likely to attract an intellect so 
 powerful as that of ' She.' But the explana- 
 tion of this is that ' She,' seeing further 
 than we can see, perceived the germ and 
 smouldering spark of greatness which lay 
 hidden within her lover's soul, and well 
 knew that under the influence of her gift of 
 life, watered by her wisdom and shone upon 
 with the sunshine of her presence, it would 
 bloom like a flower and flash out like a star, 
 fillino^ the world with frao^rance and liofht" 
 
 This is most prophetically true, and that 
 flower is now at the bud. Some who can 
 see with prophetic vision have, like the wise 
 men of the East, already beheld that star. 
 
 When the mysterious box was opened, 
 Holly cast discredit upon the whole thing ; 
 but Leo immediately resolved to go, and at 
 any cost solve the mystery. In spite of 
 every difficulty, of every doubt cast upon 
 the probability of the truth of the strange 
 
" SHE ■ ' ; AN ALLEGOR V OF THE CHURCH. 2 9 
 
 Story by Holly, Leo never doubted it for a 
 moment. He knew it was true and always 
 expected to find the object of their search. 
 It was a stransre inheritance : A frasfment 
 of pottery, a weird story of a glorious and 
 royal ancestry, and one solitary jewel, bear- 
 ing the legend Tke Royal Son of the Sun. 
 Such is the mysterious inheritance of the 
 children of Intuition to-day. A fragment 
 of truth from out the past that carries 
 us back to Egypt — " Out of Egypt have I 
 called my son." A jewel bearing a device 
 whose full meaning we have not yet fath- 
 omed — " Now are we the children of God, 
 and it is not yet made manifest what we 
 shall be." To the righteous God is a sun — 
 to the wicked, a consuming fire. This is the 
 Fire of Life — the baptism of Love and Truth 
 — but before we bathe in it we must be sure 
 we are ready. A few to-day have laid these 
 things to heart, and have actually accepted 
 them. Faith is not yet dead on the earth. 
 
30 "S//£": AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 Under the heroic constancy and devotion 
 of Science to Truth, Intuition has grown 
 from childhood to youth. He has been made 
 acquainted with the splendor and marvellous 
 possibilities of his inheritance. Together 
 with Science, his faithful guardian, he has 
 started on the eventful journey that is to 
 clear up the mystery surrounding it. This 
 is well. Intuition must not despise Science 
 They must journey together. They have in 
 the past been divorced. Leo's father — that 
 is. Conscience — went on this same enter- 
 prise alone, and, as a consequence, returned 
 defeated, and yet he went far enough, in 
 what -he saw and heard, to strengthen his 
 faith. After this, he married a beautiful 
 bride (Religious Enthusiasm), from which 
 union, at the cost of his mother's life, Leo 
 was born. Unable to endure the sight of 
 the child, the father sought, through study, 
 to gain the knowledge the absence of which 
 rendered abortive his attempt to penetrate 
 
''SHE'' : AN ALLEGORY OE THE CHURCH. 31 
 
 the mystery of his inheritance. But the 
 hand of death was upon him, and, before 
 dying, he made the arrangements that in- 
 sured a partnership between his son Leo 
 (Intuition) and his new friend Holly 
 (Science). In the past there have been 
 many failures through the lack of this union. 
 How many, with some light of Intuition, 
 have failed to read the full meaning of life 
 through discarding Science. This was the 
 weakness of the Church in the spiritual 
 awakening at the birth of Methodism. 
 When the enthusiasm and power of the 
 Spirit was upon it Science was treated as an 
 enemy instead of an ally. At the birth of 
 Unitarianism Channing almost united the 
 two, but leaned a little too much on Science, 
 while his successors have leaned more and 
 more until the majority of them prefer 
 Science to faith. But for the enthusiasm and 
 faith of Leo, Holly would have stayed in 
 the comfortable cloisters of Cambridge. So 
 
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 •SHE'" : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 we find many hugging the delights of cult- 
 ure and the seclusion of the scholar's life, 
 instead of making the heroic attempt to re- 
 generate the Church and the world. Some 
 
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 who have espoused this cause in the name 
 of Christian Science are also leaning more 
 upon Science than Intuition, preferring 
 Holly to Leo. All is Mind, they affirm, 
 and forget Love ; and so, instead of union, 
 we find separation — instead of faith leading 
 onward to redemption, doubt is retarding 
 the great movement. As Emerson says : 
 " If in your metaphysics you have denied 
 personality to the Deity ; yet, when the de- 
 vout emotions of the soul come, yield to 
 them, heart and life, though they should 
 clothe God with shape and color, leave 
 your theory, as Joseph his coat in the hand 
 of the harlot, and flee." 
 
 Some, like Swedenborg, have gone half 
 way into the mysterious continent, but have 
 never penetrated to the centre. Had Leo 
 
" SHE " ; AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. t,-^ 
 
 gone no further after he met Ustane he 
 would have been the representative of many 
 a true son of Intuition, like Swedenborg^ 
 and Andrew Jackson Davis. 
 
 When the storm swept Leo from the boat 
 it was Holly's strong hand that rescued 
 him. Intuition needs Science and Science 
 needs Intuition. 
 
 Holly and Leo were accompanied by a 
 faithful servant, Job, who symbolizes practi- 
 cal every-day life. There is a strong 
 temptation to start out on this search with- 
 out such a companion. Many who have 
 caught a glimpse of the glory of our spirit- 
 ual inheritance have thrown prudence to the 
 winds, and neglected every suggestion and 
 service of common-sense and experience. 
 These, like Job, keep us in sight of fear ; 
 still the time has not yet come when we 
 can dispense with their useful service. We 
 cannot yet make our bread as Jesus fed the 
 multitude, pay our taxes by catching a fish 
 
34 ''SHE'' : AN ALLEGORY OE THE CHURCH. 
 
 with a piece of money in its mouth, nor 
 walk on the water instead of employing a 
 boat. 
 
 After Leo and Holly reached the Fire of 
 Life Job died in the presence of the stu- 
 pendous miracle. The time is coming when 
 we shall be sufficiently spiritual to be master 
 over all material conditions. Until it does 
 come let us not delay the redemption of 
 " She " by neglecting to be practical. Do 
 not promise to restore an arm that has been 
 cut off. You can safely say the time will 
 soon be here when such things will be done, 
 even as Jesus restored the ear cut off by 
 Peter and raised the dead — " Be ye wise as 
 serpents and harmless as doves." 
 
 Children of the Sun and of the Lion- 
 heart, much depends on our prudence as 
 well as our courage. We know that our 
 Redeemer liveth. We know that the word 
 of God is true and shall not return unto 
 Him void. We know that we shall solve 
 
'^ SHE'' : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH 
 
 35 
 
 at last the great Mystery of Life and con- 
 quer our last enemy — Death. We know 
 that the Truth shall make us free. Hut the 
 way that leadeth into life is straight and 
 narrow — yea, rough and difficult, as sym- 
 bolized in the experiences of Leo and Holly 
 on board the ship off the African coast, 
 surrounded with traitors, dashed by a sudden 
 storm into the howling waves of the sea, 
 saved by their own life-boat — but how 
 thrilling the danger : " Above the awful 
 shriekings of the hurricane came a duller, 
 deeper roar. Great heavens ! It was the 
 voice of breakers ! At that moment the 
 moon began to shine forth, out far across 
 the torn bosom of the ocean shot the 
 ragged arrows of her light, and there, half 
 a mile ahead of them, was a white line of 
 foam, then a little space of open-mouthed 
 blackness, and tlien another line of white. 
 It was the breakers, and their roar o^rew 
 clearer and yet more clear as they sped 
 
^6 " S//£'' : AA^ ALLEGORY OF TILE CHURCLL. 
 
 down upon them like a swallow. There they 
 were, boiling up in snowy spouts of spray, 
 smitinsf and ornashins: tooether like the 
 gleaming teeth of hell." 
 
 All who reach the Fire of Life must fjet 
 through these breakers. They are the cruel 
 interpretations of orthodoxy, a barbarous 
 ideal of God, a physical passion and blood 
 atonement, a theory of miracles inconsistent 
 with Science, a false and belittling concep- 
 tion of man, a phariseeism that says " I am 
 holier than thou," a love tliat does not shine 
 for sinner (so-called) as well as saint — but 
 time would fail me to name them all. Their 
 name is Legion. The whole country of 
 "She" is infested with them. 
 
 What carried our brave adventurers 
 through.? Not the courage of Leo (Intuition). 
 He was helpless in the bottom of the boat, 
 just rescued from death by the iron grip 
 of Holly (Science). What saved them ? 
 The practical service of Job and the experi- 
 
'■'■SHE'' : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. ^j 
 
 ence of one of the crew of their ship, the only 
 surviver. Whom does he represent ? Scep- 
 ticism — sheer InfideHty. Practical service 
 and the absolute defiance and darino^ of 
 the sceptic can alone carry us through those 
 breakers, and yet many think that the infidel 
 has no place in God's world. 
 
 Does not the sun shine and the rain fall 
 for him also ? When we recos:nize our- 
 selves as God's children our love will include 
 him. The Church will never be redeemed 
 without him. He is helping us through 
 those awful breakers — those gleaming teeth 
 of hell. Let your love sustain him in his 
 rough work. Be grateful for his splendid 
 courage of denial and preference for no God 
 to one with the instincts of a savage. He, 
 poor brave fellow, has but a short time to 
 live. When captured by the savages over 
 whom " She " ruled, they attempted to hot- 
 pot him. The protection of " She " did not 
 extend to him, for her message spoke only 
 
38 " SHE " ; AN ALLEGOR Y OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 of white men and he was black. While 
 trying to protect him from this awful fate 
 he was shot dead by Holly. So Science 
 will yet destroy, in seeking Truth, the very 
 life of Infidelity. It has almost done this 
 already. There are but few survivors of 
 his school of thought. Every one with 
 the slightest penetration sees that Science is 
 trembling on the verge of discoveries, in its 
 awful struggle with ignorance and super- 
 stition, that will utterly slay Infidelity and 
 Materialism. 
 
 After the breakers are past, our voyagers 
 meet with a pleasant experience. They 
 enter the mouth of a quiet river — " Only 
 heaving gently like some troubled woman's 
 breast, giving them leisure to reflect upon 
 all they had gone through and all they 
 had escaped. The moon went slowly 
 down in chastened loveliness. She de- 
 parted like some sweet bride into her 
 chamber, and long, veil-like shadows crept 
 
"SI/-£'\- AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 39 
 
 up the sky through which the stars peeped 
 shyly out. Soon, however, they too began 
 to pale before a splendor in the east, and 
 then the quivering footsteps of tne dawn 
 came rushing across the new born blue and 
 shook the planets from their places. Quieter 
 and yet more quiet grew the sea, quiet as 
 the soft mist that brooded on her bosom 
 and covered up her troubling as the illusive 
 wreaths of sleep brood upon a pain-racked 
 mind, causing it to forget its sorrow. From 
 the east to the west sped the angels of the 
 dawn — from sea to sea — from mountain top 
 to mountain top — scattering light with both 
 their hands. On they sped out of the dark- 
 ness, perfect, glorious, like spirits of the just 
 breaking from the tomb — on over the quiet 
 sea — over the low coastline and the swamps 
 beyond and the mountains beyond them ; 
 over those who slept in peace and those 
 who woke in sorrow ; over the evil and the 
 good ; over the living and the dead ; over 
 
40 SHE" : A IV ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 the wide world and all that breathes or has 
 breathed thereon. It was a wonderfully 
 beautiful sight and yet sad, perhaps from the 
 very excess of its beauty." 
 
 The arising sun, the setting sun, even so 
 shall this rest and refreshing this bitter- 
 sweet — this sad joy — be ours. Once pass 
 the breakers of false belief, and peace that 
 passeth understanding shall give you rest. 
 
 " As one whom his mother comforteth, so 
 will I comfort you," is the promise. 
 
 You are about to land on the continent 
 of " She " to penetrate to the mystery of 
 truth. This country seems at first lighted 
 by the moon only — the reflected rays from 
 a sun of faith that has set. Even this goes 
 down and the stars, the dim lights of other 
 faiths, like Mohammedanism and Zoroas- 
 trianism, and Buddhism, fade away. Why ? 
 Because a new sun is rising. Already the 
 avant couriers — the first rays of clearer 
 
" SHE " ; AN ALLEGOR V OE THE CHURCH. 4 1 
 
 truth, are chasing away the night, and a long 
 bar of light flushes the east. 
 
 " For, look, the morn, in russet mantle clad. 
 Walks o'er the dew of you high eastward hill." 
 
 Leo revives. Leo lives. Hope is new- 
 born — Intuition is saved. Once again the 
 soul speaks to man and proclaims its one- 
 ness with God. Emerson said : 
 
 " If but one hero knew it, 
 
 The world would blush in flame; 
 The sage till he hit the secret 
 
 Would hang his head in shame." 
 
 But at last a hero knows it. A sage has 
 hit the secret. The light is here and shame 
 no longer sits on the brow of highest truth. 
 Reader, do you not feel the breath of this 
 new morn } Awake — awake thou that sleep- 
 est. It is time to live and work. A long 
 journey — a great task — many dangers — and 
 a mighty rescue are before us. 
 
 Our travellers now penetrate the interior. 
 Their path is one of utmost danger and dis- 
 
42 ''SJ/E'': AM ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 comfort. Think not, therefore, because a 
 new Hfe of ecstacy has thrilled you with 
 burning enthusiasm that your work is done, 
 your mission achieved. Ah, no — it has only 
 just begun. How many have made this 
 mistake, and so, when the night has come 
 again, their courage failed them and they 
 fell by the way. Press on, press on, ye 
 children of rescue, " She " waits your com- 
 ing. And you, O, brothers and sisters in 
 the world of sense — lost in the night, living 
 in tombs — wait, wait a little longer, for we 
 are on the road and nothing shall stay us. 
 
 Our travellers' way lay along a river bor- 
 dered with swamps, inhabited by wild beasts 
 of prey. At day they are scorched by a 
 burning sun; at night tortured with myriads 
 of insects. Think you, my heroic comrades, 
 we can escape the scorching fires of un- 
 friendly criticism — the stinging tongues of 
 slander — the attacks of the wild beasts of 
 passion and sensuality .? Like Leo, we are 
 
^^SHE'' : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 43 
 
 ready and willing to die for Truth. We 
 have said we are dead to flesh and alive to 
 spirit. Can we yet say " It is finished ? " 
 Take heed. — This is to him who think- 
 eth he standeth. Watch and pray, lest ye 
 enter into temptation. " Many are called 
 but few are chosen." Remember the in- 
 scription on the gates of Busyrane — " Be 
 bold " ;and on the second gate — " Be bold, 
 be bold, and evermore be bold " ; but on the 
 third gate — " Be not too bold." The no- 
 blest courage must be armored with discre- 
 tion. 
 
 Our travellers are now captured by the 
 savages over whom " She " rules. They 
 would have been slain but for the command 
 of " She," who has foreseen their coming 
 and charged Bellali, the Father of the Tribe, 
 to protect their lives. 
 
 Bellali represents the Priesthood. The 
 more ignorant and superstitious would, long 
 ago, have crushed out Science and Intui- 
 
44 ''SHE" : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 tion, but for the fact that many of the clergy 
 have felt an impression that the Church had 
 need of them. 
 
 Our travellers are now taken into one of 
 the tombs, in which these people live. They 
 would instantly have been hot-potted but for 
 the command of " She," as thousands, with 
 like courage and devotion to truth, have been. 
 At last we may seek truth and not be phys- 
 ically tortured, though a good many think 
 that this is only an experience that yet 
 awaits us in another life. 
 
 While waiting^ to learn the further will 
 of '■ She," Leo's brave and handsome form 
 wins for him the love of the beautiful sav- 
 age maiden Ustane, who, according to the 
 custom of the country, selects him for her 
 husband with a kiss. Ustane represents a 
 movement closely allied to the Church, and 
 yet strangely differing from it ; I mean 
 modern Spiritualism. At present Spiritual- 
 ism and Intuition are closely allied. We 
 
''SHE'' : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH 45 
 
 shall find that we are to be greatly in- 
 debted to this movement. Its character and 
 destiny are most accurately symbolized 
 by Ustane. Ustane was physically beauti- 
 ful, possessed great devotion to Leo, de- 
 fended his life at the risk of her own, gifted 
 with prophecy and yet not understanding 
 the meaning of her visions, sensible of the 
 brevity of her life in daring to love Leo and 
 yet defying death for love. When Leo 
 was neglected by " She," Ustane watched 
 faithfully by his side. When driven forth 
 by the command of She who must be obeyed, 
 she preferred to return and die in the sight 
 of her Leo, than to remain absent from his 
 side. At first Holly saves her life by re- 
 minding " She " that but for her devotion 
 Leo would have been slain ; but when Us- 
 tane disobeys and returns to contest the 
 place by Leo's side with " She," her fate is 
 sealed, and the mighty power of the silent 
 will of " She " strikes her dead at Leo's feet, 
 
46 " SHE'' : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 Even in this awful moment, when Leo, 
 maddened with the desire for vengeance, 
 rushes to take the Hfe of Ustane's murderess, 
 her mighty power hurls him back without 
 effort, and in a few minutes he is at her 
 feet, vowing eternal love, while " She " ex- 
 claims : 
 
 " I have waited and my reward is with 
 me ; I have overcome Death and Death 
 brought back to me him that was dead, 
 therefore do I rejoice ; for fair is the future, 
 green are the paths that we shall tread 
 across the everlasting meadows. The hour 
 is at hand. Night hath fled away into the 
 valleys ; the dawn kisseth the mountain 
 tops, soft shall we lie, my love, and easy 
 shall we go. Crowned shall we be with the 
 diadem of kings. Worshipping and won- 
 der struck, all peoples of the world, blinded, 
 shall fall before our beauty and our might. 
 From time unto time shall our greatness 
 thunder on, rolling like a chariot through 
 
SHE'' : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHUKCIL. 47 
 
 the dust of endless days, laughing shall we 
 speed in our victory and pomp, laughing 
 like the daylight as he leaps along the hills 
 — onward, still triumphant to a triumph 
 ever new ; onward, in our power to a power 
 unattained ! Onward, never weary, clad 
 with splendor for a robe. Till accomplished 
 be our fate, and the night is rushing down." 
 All this is wonderful — marvellous — in 
 the aptness of its symbolism and prescience. 
 Before the Church thought of recognizing 
 Intuition, Spiritualism fell in love with its 
 beauty, only " She " put it to a phenomenal 
 instead of a spiritual use. This wild and 
 savage creature, lawless and unconventional, 
 free and bold in her love, has yet defended 
 with her life the right to a present inspira- 
 tion — thrusting her own body between In- 
 tuition and the threatening spears of dog- 
 matic ecclesiastical condemnation. For her 
 right to live, many of the representatives of 
 science have pleaded — not seeing that 
 
48 ''SHE'' : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 either Spiritualism or the Church must 
 die, and that short and feeble must be the 
 struggle of the former for supremacy. Al- 
 ready Spiritualism feels in anticipation the 
 night rushing down on her, but she will re- 
 sist and defy the Church for a time. Then 
 Inspiration will forsake her. Already those 
 of her lovers in whom Inspiration has 
 ripened into Intuition are at the feet of 
 "She," going back into the ministry or 
 taking up with Theosophy, Rosicrucianism, 
 Hermetic Philosophy, or the new ministry 
 of Christian Science. We mourn the fate 
 of Ustane, and yet we see that only can she 
 ever truly live by dying. The rainbow of 
 hope encircles her dying moments as she 
 exclaims, " Ay, I die — I die and go into the 
 darkness, nor know I whither I go ! But 
 this I know: There is a light shining in 
 my breast, and by that light, as by a lamp 
 I see the truth and the future. When first 
 I knew my Lord I knew also that death 
 
''SHE'' : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 49 
 
 would be the bridal gift he gave me — it 
 rushed upon me of a sudden — but I turned 
 not back, being ready to pay tlie price ; and 
 behold, death is here ! And now — even as 
 I knew that — so do I, standing on the steps 
 of doom, know that thou shalt not reap the 
 profits of thy crime. Mine he is, and 
 though thy beauty shine like a sun among 
 the stars, mine shall he remain. For thee 
 — never here in this life shall he look thee 
 in the eyes and call thee spouse. Thou 
 too art doomed ! " — Ustane saw no further; 
 because the power of " She " slew her. 
 
 As Leo was the reincarnation of Kalli- 
 krates so was Ustane the expression of 
 Amenartas. Before, Kallikrates lost his 
 life because he had set the love of his heart 
 on the dying instead of the undying — the 
 Psychic instead of the Spiritual. Now, 
 Ustane dies to save Leo because our love 
 must be entirely spiritual. Spiritualism 
 pleases but does not elevate. It is a garden 
 
50 
 
 ''SHE": AN- ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 of rare and beautiful flowers, some of which 
 are deadly poison, and yields no fruit unto 
 Righteousness. Theosophy and other kin- 
 dred movements are only the passing thrills 
 of vengeance in Leo's breast. He longed 
 to sweep " She " from the face of the earth. 
 Already they are retiring before the mighty 
 power of " She." But " She " also must 
 lose her outward form, for that too is of the 
 earth earthy, and though two thousand 
 years it has defied the encroachments of 
 time, it too is doomed. Before " She " knew 
 that her love had returned — was actually in 
 her abode— she was entirely taken up with 
 Holly, though Leo was struggling in the 
 very jaws of death. Even so is it with the 
 Church. She gives hospitality to Science, 
 shows him much courtesy, while Intuition 
 is almost dying, left as he is solely to 
 Spiritualism and practical Service, as Leo 
 was left to Ustane and Job. Already the 
 Church is trying to shape her Theology to 
 
''SHE'' : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 51 
 
 the demands of Science. The doctrine of 
 our Baboon origin is preached in many a 
 pulpit and tolerated in many of her colleges. 
 Science has for a little time appropriated 
 the place of Intuition. Holly, in one of his 
 interviews with " She," had on his hand the 
 ring belonging to Leo containing the scarab 
 on which was the motto, " The Royal Son 
 of the Sun." In the delirium of fever Leo 
 had dropped it and Holly picked it up and 
 thoughtlessly put it on. Science has re- 
 ceived such a warm welcome from "She" 
 that he actually thinks he is born of the 
 sun and will be her lover, knowing not that 
 " She " cannot for a moment really entertain 
 his love. But "She " is something of a 
 coquette. So is the Church, and hence she 
 feigns love to Science, knowing in her heart 
 of hearts she yet waits her true lord. As 
 '' She " catches sight of the scarab a new 
 emotion shoots through all her being. 
 " Man," she half-whispered, half-hissed, 
 
52 ''SHE'' : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 throwing back her head like a snake about 
 to strike, — " Man, where didst thou get that 
 scarab on thy hand ! Speak, or by the 
 spirit of life, I will blast thee where thou 
 standest" Poor Holly was so frightened 
 that he fell on the ground before her — bab- 
 bling out that he picked it up — forgetting 
 in his terror that it belonged to Leo. So, 
 let the Church get the first sign from her 
 risen Lord, and through all her form will 
 course a stream of life and power before 
 which Science will be dumb with amaze- 
 ment. And yet, think how near we are to 
 this day when her Lord is here — only " She " 
 does not know it. The Christ (Truth) is 
 born again. The Soul has spoken. The 
 sick are healed. The blind receive their 
 sight. Devils are cast out. Soon the dead 
 will be raised. The age of miracles is again 
 at the very doors of the Church. Beauti- 
 ful, God-like Intuition has been smitten by 
 her own ignorant subjects, and poisoned 
 
" SHE"" : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 53 
 
 with the malaria arising from the swamps 
 of their hypocrisy and superstition, and all 
 this time " She" is coquetting with Science. 
 The lion-hearted, who have dared all for 
 Truth, — even to accepting the love of 
 Ustane — are almost perishing from neglect. 
 Oh ! Church, worship no longer at the tomb 
 of a dead Lord when a living one needs 
 your help ! Stop exhibiting your corpses, 
 and recounting the strange marvels of the 
 dead past to the scrutiny of Science. 
 
 At last, pity takes "She " to the bedside 
 of poor Leo and she beholds her love in the 
 very throes of death. For a little time it is 
 uncertain whether the remedy she admin- 
 isters is not too late. During that awful 
 moment of suspense she suffers indescrib- 
 able agony. At last the scale turns in 
 favor of life. For two thousand years had 
 " She " lived without companionship, with- 
 out comfort, without death, led on down her 
 dreary road by the marsh lights of hope 
 
54 ''SHE " .- AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 which, though they flickered here and there, 
 and now glowed strong and now were not, 
 yet the spirit of prophecy assured her that 
 her deliverer would come. 
 
 " Then, think of it," " She " says, " Oh 
 Holly — for never shalt thou hear such 
 another tale or see such another scene — 
 nay, not even if I give thee ten thousand 
 years of life, and thou shalt have it in pay- 
 ment if thou wilt. Think, at last my de- 
 liver came — he for whom I had watched and 
 waited through the generations — at the ap- 
 pointed time he came to seek me as I knew 
 that he must come, for my wisdom could 
 not err, though I knew not when or how — 
 yet see how ignorant I was ! See how small 
 my knowledge and faint my strength ! For 
 hours he lay sick unto death and I felt it 
 not — I who had waited for him two thousand 
 years — I knew it not." 
 
 Even so is it with the Church to-day. In 
 spite of her wondrous antiquity, so rich and 
 
^^SHE"" : AN' ALLEGORY OF THE CLIURCIL, 55 
 
 yet so poor, so wise and yet so ignorant, so 
 mighty and yet so weak, her DeHverer is 
 here. He for whose return she has watched 
 for two thousand years — renewing again and 
 again the flickering light of Hope — and lo, 
 now Knowledge is born and she is ignorant. 
 Now Love is here to take her as his Bride 
 and she still hates. Courage is here and 
 she still fears. Faith is here and she still 
 doubts. The grave has given up its dead 
 and she still sits weeping therein. 
 
 Who can describe the joy of " She " when 
 Leo was fully recovered ? It was indeed 
 her redemption. Nothing can rescue the 
 Church from its night of weary watching but 
 the light of Intuition companioned by 
 Spiritualized Science. 
 
 When Leo gave to " She " love for love 
 and grace for grace, she exclaimed : " I 
 swear, even in this first most holy hour of 
 completed womanhood, that I will abandon 
 evil and cherish good. I swear that I will 
 
56 " SHE'' : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 be ever guided by thy voice in the straight- 
 est path of duty. I swear that I will eschew 
 Ambition and through all my length of 
 endless days set Wisdom over me as a 
 guiding star to lead me unto Truth and a 
 knowledge of the Right. I swear also that 
 I will honor and will cherish thee, Kalli- 
 krates, who hast been swept by the wave of 
 time back into my arms. Ay, till the very 
 end, come it soon or late, I swear — nay, I 
 will swear no more, for what are words? 
 Yet shalt thou learn that Ayesha hath no 
 false tongue." 
 
 In this sublime spirit — in this complete 
 consecration, sacrifice and service, thrilling 
 with the baptism of this all radiant and per- 
 fect love, " She " enters the bath of fire, and 
 lo, instead of preserving, it destroys. But 
 Holly and Leo live. They imbibe enough 
 of the fire to experience its exhilarating 
 potency. " She " is enshrined in the heart 
 of Leo, and also of Holly, though the mantle 
 
''SHE'' : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 57 
 
 of " She " falls through the gloom of the 
 night upon Leo. 
 
 No words are yet born that can fully de- 
 scribe the meaning of all this. The bath 
 of fire is the cleansing power of Spirit — 
 the recognition that we are not flesh and 
 blood but spirit, is to bathe therein. The 
 death of " She " and the salvation of Leo 
 means that living Intuition — the open vision 
 of Truth with the last veil torn away — is to 
 take the place of the dead dogmas — the 
 corpses of the past — with which the Church, 
 like " She " has so long illumined the night 
 of her darkness. The outward form of 
 " She " perished, but her spirit was new 
 born — for the letter killeth but the Spirit 
 giveth life. 
 
 As Leo and Holly both live, so shall 
 Science and Intuition work together as one. 
 Religion is to become scientific and Science 
 religious. The Church shall be redeemed. 
 The Church shall serve the Truth with all 
 
58 ''S//£'\- AJSr ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 her wealth and power. The old forms 
 shrivel up in the cleansing fires of Truth 
 and Love — but new and more beautiful ones 
 will soon be born. It is faith makes us (as 
 Emerson says) — not we it. It is the soul 
 saves us — not we the soul. We have but 
 to love and serve — to conquer fear — to go 
 forth like Holly and Leo to solve our mys- 
 tery and find our inheritance, and lo, what- 
 ever our dangers, we shall be delivered 
 from them all. " He shall give His angels 
 charo^e concerninor thee." " Fear not little 
 flock, for it is your Father's good pleasure to 
 give you the kingdom." " Knock and it 
 shall be opened — seek and ye shall find." 
 
 So went I forth and found. Smitten by 
 the storm of doubt I sank into the black 
 depths of infidelity. I was saved as by a 
 miracle — the strong hand of science and the 
 courage and daring that preferred no God 
 to a lie, and the unselfishness of helpfulness 
 to my great Human Brotherhood rather 
 
''SHE'" : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 59 
 
 than believe that one could be lost. I saw 
 the bright streamers of a new day chase 
 away the shadows of the night, and the 
 calm of toleration stilling the troubled 
 waters of dogmatic fury. Though the ar- 
 rows of slander robbed me of rest, the wild 
 beasts of passion raved, and the scorching 
 sun of criticism fevered my blood, yet I 
 drew nearer, day by day to my beloved. In 
 hours of danger " She" herself sent me succor. 
 I was rescued from the fires of cruelty by 
 the love of one I met by the way. Sweet 
 were the dreams and joyous the hours she 
 gave me. I forgot danger in the love of 
 Ustane. Her devotion plucked me from 
 the yawning gulf of death. It shielded me 
 from the sharp spear of savage bigotry. But 
 in the struggle for life before this deliver- 
 ance I had received many a wound, and 
 with the loss of blood I was faint. The 
 malaria rising from the swamps of hypoc- 
 risy through which I passed made the blood 
 
6o " SHE " ; AN ALLEGOR V OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 boil in my veins and frenzied my brain with 
 delirium. I lay in the very house of my be- 
 loved, struggling with death, neglected and 
 forgotten. " She" at last saw me, and lo, I 
 was the one she had waited for through the 
 ages. How strong her hand to the rescue. 
 How mighty her joy. How swift the ac- 
 tion of her restorative. At first she seemed 
 to me only as a ghost of the past. I turned 
 to my Ustane, and " She" struck her a 
 corpse at my feet. I raised my hand to be 
 avenged and behold ! the might of her silent 
 thought unnerved me. In the very pres- 
 ence of death, she unveiled her beauty, and 
 I fell at her feet and knew that I had found 
 my Queen, and my Beloved. The dead im- 
 age of me, worshipped so long, was con- 
 sumed. I drew from the face of Truth the 
 last thin veil, and lo, she was mine. But 
 the fire of this great love consumed her 
 form, and, for a little while, she lived only 
 in Heaven and the shrine of my heart. But 
 
''SHE'' : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH 6 1 
 
 I know she will come back to me, more 
 glorious than before. The light of prophecy 
 illumines the future. No more will " She,'' 
 dwell in tombs. No more will " She," wor- 
 ship the dead. No more will " She," mingle 
 curses with her blessings, nor evil with her 
 good. The tree of knowledge, of good and 
 evil is cut down and the tree of life that all 
 is good ^\M\\.(tA in its place. 
 
 Wherever man lives and toils, thinks and 
 loves there dwells " She." From her Palace 
 Beautiful lead all the highways of service. 
 Beneath her smile hate flees from the world. 
 War is a lost art. Poverty is unknown. 
 The wild beasts have become gentle as 
 lambs. The swamps are changed into smil- 
 ing valleys. The mountains have bowed 
 their heads and come down while from foot 
 to summit rise the terraces of fruitfulness. 
 The elements are at peace. Spring and 
 Summer are over all the earth ; Sickness has 
 given all her place to Health ; Insanity to 
 
62 " SHE " ; AN ALLEGOR Y OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 Sanity ; Death to Life, for behold, when my 
 Beloved returns in her beauty and strength, 
 there is to be a new heaven and a new 
 earth, and all things are to be made new. 
 
''SHE''' : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 63 
 
 EPILOGUE. 
 
 The production of the foregoing inter- 
 pretation of " She," is something of a psy- 
 chological enigma to the writer. This re- 
 markable book was first read to while away 
 the hours on a long ocean voyage. Apart 
 and distinct from other books read for the 
 same purpose it seemed at one with the 
 music and mystery of the ocean, and to call 
 forth thoughts akin to those the everlasting 
 stars whisper to us when we invoke their 
 confidence. 
 
 To tell the truth I fell in love with " She," 
 I dreamed of her by night and thought of 
 her by day. I felt as we have sometimes 
 felt when we suddenly meet a stranger, 
 whom, in an instant, we feel we have 
 
64 ''SHE " .- AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 always known, and go searching through the 
 corridors of the mind trying to remember 
 where and how we had met before. 
 
 I had always known " She," Where ? 
 When? How? Did "She" really Hve, 
 and was I " Leo ? " 
 
 I was quite sure that all this had a spiritual 
 meaning. In moments of inspiration I 
 caught glimpses of the truth and resolved to 
 unravel the mystery. The time, however, 
 was not yet ripe. I had already passed 
 * through many of the experiences portrayed 
 in this interpretation, still I was no more 
 prepared to solve the mystery then than 
 Leo and Holly would have been, had they 
 gone no farther than the first cave — in 
 which Leo won the love of Ustane. I, also, 
 had my Ustane. " She " showed me things 
 of rarest beauty and I seemed to be in a 
 land of enchantment. All sense was more 
 highly gratified than in the world from 
 which I came. I saw with other eyes, heard 
 
" SHE'' : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 65 
 
 with other ears, was fed from an invisible 
 source, enjoyed exquisite odors sweeter 
 than any perfume of earth, and felt the 
 touch and thrilling presence of unseen 
 forms. In the lans^uaore of Browninsr's 
 " Paracelsus," I might say : 
 
 If some mortal born too soon 
 
 Were laid away in some great trance, 
 
 The ages coming and going all the while till dawned 
 
 His true time's advent and could then record 
 
 The words they spoke — who kept watch by his bed 
 
 Then I might tell more of the breath so light 
 
 Upon my eyelids, and the fingers warm 
 
 Among my hair. 
 
 Ah, the first joy of it ! To feel that death 
 has not robbed you of your beloved ; to know 
 that life is Lord of death ! You tread upon 
 enchanted ground. You sink into dreams of 
 bliss on beds of flowers, and wake with a kiss 
 upon your lips from an angel presence. You 
 rise to pursue it that you may catch and 
 hold it, and like a will-o'-the-wisp it eludes 
 
66 " SHE " ; AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 your grasp, until, blinded and bewildered, you 
 fall into a morass, or find yourself plunged 
 into some deadly spiritual conflict, faintly 
 portrayed in the terrible struggle for exist- 
 ence which Holly and Leo underwent in 
 this stage of their journey. The world of 
 Psychic phenomena is indeed an enchanted 
 realm, but woe to him who mistakes it for 
 Paradise. Rest there, but sleep not. Refresh 
 yourself, and in that strength, seek the true 
 spiritual realm of which it is only a fair 
 promise and prophecy. 
 
 Some of my readers will doubtless be in- 
 clined at first to rebel at the place assigned 
 to Spiritualism in this wonderful allegory. 
 But, oh, my brothers and sisters, you who 
 have with me basked in the light of this fairy 
 world and groped amid its shadows, the very 
 profundity of your disappointment is the 
 divine love and truth calling you to seek 
 the true spiritual realm in which there is no 
 night ; for 
 
^'SHE" : AX ALLEGORY OE TILE CHURCLL 67 
 
 " Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day, 
 Stands tip-toe on tlie misty mountain tops." 
 
 How bewildering, how perplexing, the 
 frauds and cheats ; how contradictory the 
 most inspired utterances of most gifted 
 mediumistic inspiration ; how vague, how 
 wordy, often insipid and void of all conti- 
 nuity. • • Is this the world's full-orbed 
 hope? No — No. It is but some meteor 
 that the true sun exhales to be to our night 
 a torchbearer until the morning of a perfect 
 day dawns clear and bright. Tis time. 
 New hopes should animate the world, new light 
 Should dawn from new revealings to a race 
 Weighed down so long, forgotten so long ; so shall 
 The heaven reserved for us at last receive 
 Creatures whom no unwonted splendors blind. 
 But ardent to confront the unclouded blaze 
 Whose beams not seldom blessed their pilgrimage. 
 Not seldom glorified their life below. 
 
 To kindle in other minds this hope — to 
 point the way to the true fire o^" life is the 
 one wish of the writer. The way is straight 
 
6S ''SHE " .- AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 and narrow — full of difficulty, and yet if we 
 are but brave of heart conquering fear, vic- 
 tory is sure. Who would not dare all for 
 such a prize ? Remember " faint heart never 
 won fair lady." It was only after I had 
 found my beloved that I knew the meaning 
 of " She." 
 
 While yet the riddle was unsolved, I met 
 one who had found the solution in his own 
 life, and, strange to say, also attempted an 
 interpretation of " She," finding the corre- 
 spondence between her and the church. 
 This he afterwards published in one of the 
 New York magazines. It is quite distinct, 
 with a value unique and instructive, but sep- 
 arate from the following, save in the one 
 parallelism between " She "and the church. 
 
 I find it impossible to say whether or not 
 I am indebted to that writer for this sugges- 
 tion, as at the time, I knew not how to use 
 it. In another way he gave me the key 
 that opened the one closed chamber in my 
 
''SHE"'' : AN ALLEGORY OF TLIE CHURCH. 69 
 
 heart which was shutting out the perfect 
 Hght of truth — by bringing me a message 
 from the one who gave me the clue that un- 
 ravels all mystery. The joy of this discov- 
 ery is not to be told in words. The exter- 
 nal mind that sticks to facts and the common 
 place is pushed aside and made to act sim- 
 ply as amanuensis to the soul. That which 
 I have told and would yet reveal can only 
 be hinted at, sketched in rudest outline in 
 symbol allegory as it rushes forth in rejoic- 
 ing song and symbol. 
 
 Faith is almost dead in the world and 
 hope's pinions droop ; yet the night fleeth 
 and the morninsf cometh. Soon we can 
 
 sms: 
 
 " The year's at the spring, 
 And day's at the morn, 
 Morning's at seven, 
 The hill sides dew-pearled, 
 The lark's on the wing, 
 The snail's on the thorn, 
 God's in his heaven — 
 All's right with the world.'' 
 
yo " SHE'' : AN ALLEGORY OE THE CHURCH. 
 
 Through sunshine and shadow, calm and 
 storm, the great globe with its living freight 
 rushes onward to perfection. Through all 
 my long and eager search for truth and 
 right, I was mounting higher, though as I 
 climbed round and round the Mount of En- 
 deavor I was sometimes in the shadow and 
 at others in the shine. Looking back one 
 day over this circuitous route I blushed 
 with shame at the thouQ^ht of recommend- 
 ing to others this long and weary way. A 
 great conviction swept over me that I had 
 not yet solved the full mystery of my inher- 
 itance as " The Royal Son of the Sun." As 
 I felt more keenly the pain and misery, the 
 unrest and war of the world, realizing that 
 " I was my brother's keeper," that never 
 could I enter into final and complete rest 
 without finding deliverance for all, my 
 every thought and breath became a prayer 
 for light on this problem. In response the 
 
" SHE " ; AN- ALLEGOR Y OF THE CHURCH. 7 1 
 
 Soul sent me the one to whom I have 
 referred and who said : 
 
 " You have but one thing more to do to 
 find the deliverance you desire — you are 
 standing at the very threshold of the temple 
 Truth. Only one veil hangs between you 
 and your everlasting bride and the sanctu- 
 ary in which there is rest for all, and that 
 veil none but your own hand can remove, 
 nor rend in twain." 
 
 "What is that? " I cried. 
 
 " The flesh," she replied. 
 
 " I have Ions: denied the flesh," I answer- 
 ed, " and acknowledge it only as the servant 
 of the soul." " I know," she answered, 
 " but the flesh profiteth notJiing — you are de- 
 pending on many external methods both in 
 the physical and psychic realm instead of 
 on Spirit alone. Both are idolatry." 
 
 As the word of truth lighted up my life, 
 I discovered what great possessions I had 
 here, and so for a time was very sorrowful. 
 
72 ''SHE'' : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 After a severe struggle I cried with every 
 fibre of my being": " let me have the truth 
 though I die ! I icnow that I am immortal 
 and can live and work in other spheres." 
 The veil parted, and I stood once more face 
 to face with Jesus of Nazareth, and found 
 myself in a Christian temple. For a moment, 
 in my bewilderment, I thought of flight 
 Intellectual pride said, " What ! you who 
 have outgrown Christianity into all religions 
 to become again a Christian •' " As this 
 thought flashed upon me the features of 
 Jesus were suddenly changed into those of 
 Buddha and he replied, " I also have many 
 forms. There is but one way — I am the 
 way, the truth and the life. As Buddha, I 
 taught the salvation that comes of denial 
 of sense; as the Christ, the saving power of 
 faith or affirmation of Spirit." Then I was 
 left alone in the temple, and through all my 
 consciousness streamed the cleansing fires 
 of infinite Truth and Love. I found myself 
 
'•SHE" : AN- ALLEGORY OF THE CLIURCIL 73 
 
 saying, " It is finished. I am dead to the 
 physical self. The flesh profiteth nothing 
 — Spirit is all. I have been crucified, dead, 
 and buried, and still I live ; I also am ' the 
 way, the truth, and the life.' The same 
 mind that was in the Buddha and in the 
 Christ is also in me." 
 
 Each man his prison makes. We forge 
 our own chains. All that men and women 
 suffer is of their own making. The same 
 power that makes can unmake. There is 
 deliverance for all. The truth shall make 
 us free. The kingdom of heaven is within 
 — it comes not by observation. This is the 
 temple that is built silently, without sound. 
 This is the lost word — the creative power of 
 thought — which the Masonic and other 
 secret societies have lost and are trying to 
 find amid the rubbish of external symbols. 
 This is the elixir of life — the cup of the 
 Sangraal. 
 
 Vision followed vision. I was translated 
 
74 " SHE'' : AN AL TEGOR Y OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 to a vast system of subterranean dungeons. 
 In my hand was a key that unlocked them 
 all — the denial of flesh and the afifirmation 
 of Spirit. I was lost in the old labyrinths of 
 the Egyptians. This truth fell like a golden 
 thread from the heavens, held by the hand 
 of the Christ, following which I escaped 
 from all its bewildering mazes. I was dying 
 of thirst. In my hands was placed the cup, 
 drinking of which I knew I could never 
 thirst again. I was in the bowers of Para- 
 dise, and lo, one more beautiful than " She " 
 —the hope of all my hopes, the dream of all 
 my dreams — stood by my side and then was 
 not — only I felt her beauty and life absorbed 
 into mine, as two drops of dew meet and 
 mingle into one. I stood in the heart of a 
 burning sun of Truth, and lo, / knew the 
 meanmg of " Shey Like Holly and Leo I 
 became sensible of a wild and splendid 
 exhilaration, of a glorious sense of such a 
 fierce intensity of Life that the most buoy- 
 
'■'■ SHE"" : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 75 
 
 ant moments of past strength seemed tame 
 and feeble in comparison. I laughed aloud 
 one minute and the next wept for joy. In 
 this lightness of heart and intoxication of 
 brain I felt as thoucrh all the varied srenius 
 of which the human intellect is capable had 
 descended upon me. I could have spoken 
 blank verse of Shakespearian beauty ; all 
 sorts of great ideas flashed through my 
 mind ; it was as though the bonds of my 
 flesh had been loosened and left the spirit 
 free to soar to the empyrean of its native 
 power. The sensations that poured in 
 upon me are indescribable. I seemed to 
 live more keenly, to reach to a higher joy, 
 and sip the goblet of a subtler thought than 
 ever it had been my lot to do before. I was 
 another and most o:lorified self, and all the 
 avenues of the Possible were for a space 
 laid open to the footsteps of the Real. 
 The very day after this experience I went 
 
76 " SHE " ; AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 by a seeming accident to the theatre and 
 the play was " She." 
 
 Intellect cried out with Horatio : 
 
 " O' day and night, but this is wondrous 
 strange" — 
 
 while the soul replied with Ham kt : 
 
 "■ And therefore as a stranger give it welcome. 
 There are more things in heaven and earth, Ho- 
 ratio, 
 Than are dreamt of in your philosophy." 
 
 A strange thrill of some mysterious re- 
 lationship to " She " took possession of my 
 thoughts until it took form in a desire to- 
 interpret its meaning. Resolving to make 
 the attempt, I reasoned out what seemed to 
 me a plausible solution, and one night sat 
 down to write. The moment I did so I had 
 the same intensity of feeling, and all that I 
 had outlined in my mind was swept away 
 like driftwood before a flood — all took dif- 
 ferent and unexpected shape, and before I 
 
♦' SHE " ; AN ALLEGOR V OF THE CHURCH. 77 
 
 arose, or felt the slightest sense of fatigue, 
 I had written the full interpretation. 
 
 If I am indebted at all to Dr. S it 
 
 came forth from the unconscious and im- 
 personal side of me that knows neither mine 
 nor thine, and I readily, in that oneness, 
 share with him whatever of merit or good or 
 service there is in these pages. That they 
 may help to redeem " She," the Church, and 
 through the Church the world, is my most 
 earnest prayer. 
 
 When is that Redemption to come ? 
 " She " herself tells, when she says : " Ah, 
 if man would but see that hope is from with- 
 in and not from without." 
 
 Even so does every pulpit proclaim that 
 " The kingdom is within," and yet the vast 
 majority look for it from without. 
 
 But a few have unveiled Truth. Leo has 
 survived his task. Love and Truth have 
 met. The bridal day has come. The joy 
 
7 8 ''SHE'' : AN ALLEGORY TO THE CHURCH. 
 
 that will thrill through the world to-morrow 
 will be felt but never told. 
 
 In concluding my task I can only say 
 that I have done what I could to be true to 
 Truth. But all language is too poor in 
 which to pay its wealth. All external things 
 are but hints, types, shadows of the glory 
 thereof. Truth says to each : I love them 
 that love me ; and those that seek me dili- 
 gently shall find me. Behold, I stand at the 
 door, and knock : if any man hear my voice 
 and open the door, I will come in to him, 
 and will sup with him, and he with me. He 
 that overcometh I will give to him to sit 
 down with me in my throne, as I also over- 
 came and sat down with my Father in his 
 throne. He that hath an ear, let him hear 
 what the Spirit saith to the churches. 
 
 Leo Michael. 
 
SHE " -.AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 79 
 
 APPENDIX. 
 
 Believing — yea, knowing — that all that is 
 true and permanent is supernatural — that is, 
 above what in our blindness we have called 
 Nature — I am quite content to expose my- 
 self to the charge of superstition by relating 
 what follows : 
 
 After completing the last page of the fore- 
 going and sending it to the printer, I sat 
 musing at my study table, when a strong 
 impression came over me to open "The 
 Perfect Way," lying with several other books 
 before me. Yielding to this impulse, and 
 opening it at random, I found I had turned 
 to page 174, and the following passage 
 riveted my attention. I find therein such a 
 wonderful coincidence and confirmation of 
 some of the thoughts unfolded in the " Inter- 
 pretation of ' She,' " that I am impelled to 
 
8o '•'• SHE"" : AN ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 
 
 quote it here for the benefit of the reader : 
 " That the time of the rising of the Celes- 
 tial Virgin and of the rehabiHtation of truth 
 by the Woman-Messias of the Interpretation 
 is near at hand, they who watch the " times," 
 and the " heavens," may know by more than 
 one token. To na«me but one : the sign 
 Leo, which upon the Celestial Chart precedes 
 the Ascension of the Woman, going before 
 her as her herald, is the sign of the present 
 Head of the Catholic Church. When 
 assuming that title, he declared his office to 
 be that of the " Lion of the Tribe of Judah," 
 the domicile of the sun, the tribe appointed 
 to produce the Christ. To the ascension 
 of this constellation, preparing, as it were, 
 the way of the Divine Virgin, the prophecy 
 of Israel in Genesis refers : 
 
 Judah is a strong lion ; my Son, thou art gone 
 up. The sceptre shall not be taken away from 
 Judah till the coming of the messenger — or Shiloh 
 — the expectation of the nations, 
 
''SHE ' : AN' ALLEGORY OF THE CHURCH. 8 1 
 
 " And not only does the chief Bishop of 
 the Church bear this significant name of the 
 " Lion," but he is also the thirteenth of that 
 name, and thirteen is the number of the 
 Woman and of the lunar cycle, the number 
 of Isis and of the Microcosm. It is the 
 number which indicates the fulnessof things 
 and the consummation of the " Divine Mar- 
 riage" — the At-one-ment of Man and God. 
 
 " Moreover, the arms of Leo XIII. repre- 
 sent a tree on a mount, between two triune 
 lilies, and in the dexter chief point a blazing 
 star, with the motto ''Lumen in Coslo!' What 
 is this tree but the tree of Life ; these lilies 
 but the Lilies of the new Annunciation, — of 
 the Ave which is to reverse the curse of 
 Eva ? What star is this, if not the star of 
 the second Advent ! History repeats itself 
 only because all history is already written 
 in heaven." 
 
 It is not to be supposed from the above 
 that the Pope Leo is to be the redeemer of 
 
82 '-S/ZE'': AlSr ALLEGORY OF THE CILURCH. 
 
 '' She." The letter killeth but the Spirit 
 giveth Hfe. He, however, is a sign that the 
 new heaven and new earth in which all 
 things are to be made new is near at hand. 
 
 The deeper meaning of " She," and Leo 
 — the Divine Marriage — tlie fruit of the 
 tree of life that shall heal the world's sick- 
 ness — the second coming of Christ to the 
 world — through a life of virgin purity whose 
 symbol is the lily — and whose star is now 
 leading the only true wisdom on the earth 
 — will follow this Intrepretation when the 
 time is ripe. 
 
 Written in truth and love for all my 
 Brothers and Sisters lost in the night and 
 crying for the light. 
 
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 Cecil Hay 25 
 
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 Harry Lurrequer. By Lever 25 
 
 Called Back and Dark Days. By 
 
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