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If you are not located in the United States, you -will have to check the laws of the country where you are located before -using this eBook. - -Title: The Overman - -Author: Upton Sinclair - -Release Date: March 28, 2022 [eBook #67732] - -Language: English - -Produced by: Richard Tonsing and the Online Distributed Proofreading - Team at https://www.pgdp.net (This file was produced from - images generously made available by The Internet Archive) - -*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE OVERMAN *** - - - - - - THE OVERMAN - - - - -BY THE SAME AUTHOR - - The Industrial Republic - The Jungle - King Midas - Manassas - Prince Hagen - The Journal of Arthur Stirling - -[Illustration: “‘I HAD STEPPED OUT UPON THE SUMMIT, AND STOOD TRANSFIXED -WITH THE GLORY OF AN ENDLESS VISION OF DAWN’”] - - - - - The Overman - - - By - UPTON SINCLAIR - - _WITH FRONTISPIECE_ - -[Illustration] - - New York - Doubleday, Page & Company - 1907 - - - - - COPYRIGHT, 1906, BY UPTON SINCLAIR - - COPYRIGHT, 1907, BY - DOUBLEDAY, PAGE & COMPANY - PUBLISHED, SEPTEMBER, 1907 - -ALL RIGHTS RESERVED, INCLUDING THAT OF TRANSLATION INTO FOREIGN -LANGUAGES, INCLUDING THE SCANDINAVIAN - - - - - THE OVERMAN - - - - - _The Overman_ - - -This is the story of Edward ——, as he told it to me only a few days -before he died; he told it as he lay half paralysed, and knowing that -the hand of death was upon him. - - -I am by profession a scientist. My story goes back some fifty years, -when I was a student. I had one brother, Daniel, five years younger than -myself, a musician of extraordinary promise. We lived abroad together -for a number of years, each pursuing his own work. About my brother, -suffice it to say that music to him was everything—love and friendship, -ambition and life. He was a man without a stain, whose lower nature had -been burned out by the flame of art. I think the one tie that bound him -to the world was myself. - -When Daniel was about twenty-three years of age, his health weakened, -and a long sea voyage was decided upon. I could not go with him, so for -the first time we parted; and it was twenty years after that before I -ever heard of him again. - -It was believed that the ship had been wrecked in the South Seas; and I -had given him up for dead many years, when it chanced that, as a man -advanced in life, I was travelling as a naturalist in Ceylon, and met an -old sailor who had been with my brother, and who told me a strange -story—how one boat containing five men, including Daniel, had outlived -the storm and landed upon an uninhabited island; how, after remaining -there for several months, they had made up their minds to risk a voyage -in their frail craft; and how my brother alone had refused, declaring -his intention to remain by himself, with his violin and the few effects -that he had saved. - -How this affected me anyone can imagine. The tale was obviously a true -one, and I chanced to have means; and so, getting the best idea I could -of the island’s location, I purchased a yacht outright and prepared to -make a search. - -The events immediately following bear only indirectly upon my story, and -so I pass over them swiftly. We had been at sea for some three weeks, -and were in the locality we sought, and watching day and night for some -sign of the island, when late one evening the native captain of the -vessel came to my cabin, trembling and pale with fright, to tell me that -the crew had mutinied and were about to murder me. I rushed to my chest -for my revolvers, only to find that every cartridge was gone; and the -other’s weapon proved to be in the same plight. In this desperate -situation the latter suggested what seemed to be the only possible -expedient—that we should make our escape from the vessel in the -darkness, and trust to gaining the land. While he crept out to provision -and lower a boat, I barricaded the cabin-door and waited; and upon -hearing the whistle agreed on, I ran to a port-hole, and seeing the -boat, slid into it. An instant later the rope was cut, and I got one -glance at the leering countenance of my betrayer, before the ship sped -on and all was darkness. I was alone! - - -The emotions of that night I do not like to recall. Life was still dear -to me. It was only when morning came that I lifted my head again and -recovered my self-possession. - -There was no land in sight—I was tossing upon a waste of water, and -already beginning to feel the first cravings of the fearful thirst that -I knew must come. But by a strange instinct I still clung to my life; -and soon a storm arose, and as the waves began to speed my frail boat -along, it rose upon one of them, and I suddenly caught sight of a faint -streak of land. I seized the oars and set to work to race for my life. I -was not used to the effort, and it took all my strength to keep the -craft headed aright, while the sea bore it on to its goal; I fought -desperately through the whole day, coming nearer and nearer to my hope, -but expecting every instant to be my last, and almost fainting with -exhaustion. Finally I came to the very edge of the breakers—and then, in -spite of all that I could do, the boat was seized by a wave and whirled -around. - -I saw before me a long line of bright green forest; and, standing upon -the beach in front of me, a single figure—a man—motionless and watching. -That moment a breaker smote my little craft, and I was flung into the -boiling sea. - -I did not know how to swim. I clutched at the boat and missed it, and -after that I recall only an instant or two of frantic struggling and -choking. When next I opened my eyes, I lay upon the shore, with a man -bending over me; and upon my dazed faculties was borne in the startling -truth that the man was my brother. - - -It would have been long before I recognised him but that he was calling -me by name. A creature more changed no man could imagine. Gaunt, -hollow-eyed, and wild in appearance, he was scarcely the shadow of his -former self; he was clad in a rough garment of fur, barefooted and -barearmed, and with long, tangled hair. But what most struck me—what -struck me the instant I opened my eyes, and what never ceased to strike -me after that—was the strange, haunted look of his whole countenance; -his eyes, swift and restless, shone from beneath the shadow of his brows -like those of some forest animal. - -For the first few dazed minutes I thought of what I had read of men who -had gone mad, or had reverted to the beast, under such circumstances as -these. Yet nothing could exceed the tenderness of my brother’s voice and -manner to me; he bent over me with a gourd full of milk, which he helped -me to drink, and he dried my face and brushed back the hair from my -forehead, whispering to me as one might to a sick child. - -I can remember the very words of our conversation at that strange -moment, so keenly did every circumstance impress me. I answered him -faintly when he asked me how I did, and he pressed my hand. “You were -seeking for me, brother?” he asked. - -“I was,” I said. - -“I sometimes thought that you might,” he exclaimed. “Alas! Alas!” - -I had been overwhelmed with joy as the truth dawned upon me—the truth -that I had found him. I had forgotten our mutual plight. “Never mind,” I -whispered. “We may get away somehow; and at least we can be together.” - -He answered nothing, but helped me lift my head. - -“How came you alone in that boat?” he asked. - -“It is a long story,” I replied, shuddering as I gazed at the waves that -were thundering on the beach before us. “I will tell it later.” - -“You have been long upon the water?” - -“Only since last night,” I said; and then gazing about me suddenly, I -cried: “And you—you have been here all these years!” - -“All these years,” he answered. - -“And alone?” - -“Alone.” - -I trembled as I gazed into his face; his eyes seemed fairly to burn. - -“How have you borne it?” I cried. “What have you done?” - -His answer made me start. “I have done very well,” he said; “I have not -been unhappy.” - -The words seemed strange to me—but his voice was stranger yet. Surely -there were signs enough of unhappiness upon his face! - -He seemed to read my thoughts. “Do not worry,” he went on, pressing his -hand in mine; “I will tell you all about it later.” - -But my mind could not be turned away so easily. When I felt stronger and -sat up, I came back to the question, gazing at his haggard face and the -strange costume he wore. - -“You can make no better clothing?” I cried; “and for food—what do you -do?” - -“I have all the food that I can eat,” was the response, “and everything -else that I need. You shall see.” - -“But have you seen _no_ one?” I persisted—“no ships, in all this time?” - -“I have not wished to see any,” he said; and then he smiled gently as he -saw my stare of amazement. “I have not wished for anything,” he said -gently; “I have a home, as you shall see, and I have never needed -company. Have you forgotten how it used to be, dear brother?” - -It took me a long time to understand his words. I was still gazing at -him helplessly. “And you mean,” I cried—“you mean that you still—you -still live in your music?” - -“Yes,” he said, “I mean that.” - -I was sitting upright and gripping his arm tightly. “And for twenty -years!” I gasped. - -“Twenty thousand years would be all too little for music,” was the -reply. - -I sank back, and he wrapped his arms about me. “Dear brother,” he said, -smiling, “let us not go into that just now. Wait until to-morrow, at the -least. Perhaps I can help you now, and we can walk.” - -We had not far to go, and with his help I managed the task. Back from -the shore rose a high cliff, and a cavern in this was evidently his -home. At one side there was a pen, in which were three or four captive -goats; and upon the grassy lawn in front was a rough seat. With the -exception of a fireplace, and a path he had cut through the thicket, -there were no other signs that the place was inhabited. - -I sank down upon the grass, and he brought me fresh water and fruits, -and cooked rice, which I ate hungrily. Then, when I was stronger, I got -up and began to examine his home. - -The cave was the size of a large room; it was dry, but bare of all -furniture except a table and a roughly made chair and bed. My brother’s -possessions consisted mainly of a few objects (notably some tools) which -he and the sailors had been able to recover from the wreck of the ship. -There were a few skins which served him as bags in which to keep his -provisions; his bowls and dishes were gourds and the shells of turtles. -He was without artificial light, and he had only a few quires of -writing-paper from the ship-captain’s portfolio. For the rest, a violin -without strings, and a bow without hairs, made up a list of the -possessions so far as I could make them out. And it was upon the -strength of these that he had said to me: “I have everything that I -need!” - -With rest and food my strength returned, and before long my mind was -altogether occupied with my brother. - -First of all, of course, my thought was of his home—of his surroundings -and his ways. I rummaged about his cavern, wondering at his -makeshifts—or rather, at his lack of them. - -“You have no lamp?” I cried. “But, Daniel, the wax-plant grows in this -climate. Or you might use tallow or oil.” - -“Dear brother,” he answered, “you forget that I have no books to read. -And the few things that need light—cannot I just as well do them by -day?” - -“But, then, the long nights—you sleep?” - -“No,” said he gently, “I do not sleep”; and later, with his strange -smile, he added: “I live.” - -“You live!” I echoed in perplexity; and then I stopped, catching the -quiet, steady gaze of his eyes. - -“Just so,” he said, “I live. I had never lived before.” - -Most of all, I think, I was perplexed at the sight of his violin. From -what I had seen of his youthful life, I could have imagined him spending -all day and all night with that; but here it hung, useless as a stick of -wood. - -“You could have made strings for it,” I said. “I can make them for you.” - -“But they would be of no use to me,” he answered. - -“And all your music—you have given it up?” - -“The music I have to do with,” he said, “has long ceased to be music -that anyone could play.” - -“But, Daniel!” I protested. - -“Listen to me,” he said. “Have you never read that Beethoven never heard -some of his greatest symphonies? Do you not understand how a musician -can comprehend music from a score? And from that, how he can create it -in his own mind and enjoy it, without ever writing it down or hearing -it?” - -“Then,” I said, almost speechless with wonder; “then you compose music -in your mind?” - -“No,” he said. “I _live_ music in my soul.” - -These things were on the day of my rescue, after I had recovered from my -exhaustion. The words which he spoke I no more comprehended than if I -had been a child; but the strangeness of the thing haunted my soul, and -my questioning and arguing never ceased. All of this he bore with a -gentle patience. - -I had my youthful recollections of Robinson Crusoe; and as a man of -science, I could naturally not spend two minutes conversing with Daniel -and examining his affairs without thinking some new device by which he -could have made his lot more tolerable. I could as yet hardly realise -that it was to be my own fate to live upon the deserted island for ever; -all my thoughts were of what I should have done had I been in his place. -He had no weapons, no traps, no gardens, no house—and so on. “But, -Edward,” he would say again and again, “do you not understand? Once -more—I have no _time_ for such things.” - -“Time! _Time!_” I would cry. “But what _else_ have you? What have you to -_do?_” - -“I have my life to live,” was the invariable response; “I have no time -for anything else.” - -We were sitting that afternoon beneath the shade of a great forest-tree -before the cavern. Suddenly, seeing again the dazed look upon my face, -he put his arm about me. - -“Listen to me, dear brother,” he said, smiling. “You remember Diogenes, -who lived in a tub? That was in order that he might have to call no man -master, and no thing—least of all his own body. And can you not see that -a man’s own soul is his soul just the same, whether he be on a desert -island or in the midst of a city of millions? And that mind, emotion, -will—he has the life of his soul to live?” - -I sat surprised into silence; then suddenly I felt Daniel’s arm tighten -about me. “Ah, my dear brother,” he said, his voice lowering, “it will -be so hard! Do you think I have not realised it—how hard, _hard_ it will -be?” - -“What will be hard?” I asked. - -“Your life—everything you have to face,” he answered. “How can you not -see it—do you not see that _you_ have to live upon this island, too?” - -“I have not thought of it much,” I said. “I have been thinking of you.” - -“I know it,” he replied; “but I do not see how you are to bear it. I saw -it all while I watched you sweep in with the boat—I saw all the pain and -all the sorrow, and it was long before I made up my mind that it was not -best to let you die.” I started, but he held me tight. - -“Yes,” he said, “and I fear that I chose wrongly. Is it not strange that -a man who has seen what I have seen should still be bound by such -chains—that what I knew would be best, I could not do, simply because -you were my brother?” - -He must have felt my heart beating faster. “Listen to me,” he went on -quickly, but still with his frightful quietness. “Listen to me while I -try to tell you—what I can hardly bear to tell you. All the tragedy of -being is summed up in such a situation as this of ours; I am as helpless -before it as you are—both of us are as helpless as children.” - -I gazed at him again, and suddenly he caught me with the wild look of -his eyes. He had no need to hold me with his hand. - -“Brother,” he said, “you must think this out for yourself, as you can: I -cannot explain it to you—cannot explain anything about it. Suffice it to -say that for twenty years I have lived here, and that I have fought a -fight which no man has ever fought before, and seen what I believe no -man has ever seen. Knowing you as I do, I know that you can by no -possibility ever follow me. It is as if I had found the fourth dimension -of space; it is as if I dwelt in a house through the walls of which you -walked without seeing them. How you are to bear your life here, my dear, -dear brother, I do not know; but the truth is merciless, and you must -face it—you will have to live on this island all your days, I am sure; -and you will have to live here _alone_!” - -A sudden shudder passed through me. “Daniel!” I gasped; it seemed to me -that his eyes were on fire. “You mean, I suppose, that you are going -away to some other part of the place—to another island?” - -“Whether I go to another place or not, what matters that? No, I shall -not, I think; and rest assured that, whatever I do, I love you, my heart -yearns for you, and all my tenderness and love are yours; but also that -though you were with me, and held me in your arms four-and-twenty hours -a day—yet all the time you would be alone.” - -I could find no word to say—I could scarcely think. - -“The pain of it,” he went on, still quietly, still tenderly, “is that I -cannot explain it to anyone, that I cannot explain it to myself; that -there are no words for it, nothing but the thing. The only explanation I -can give is that I am become a madman, and that you must accept the -fact. For the thing I do I can no more help doing than I could help the -beating of my heart. All the world of love that I might bear to you, or -to any other human soul, could no more enable me to stop than it would -enable the grass to stop growing. Again you must accept the fact—you -must learn to think of me as a man who is in the grasp of a fiend.” - -There was a pause. Not once had I taken my eyes from my brother’s, and I -sat with my heart throbbing wildly; the strangeness of the whole thing -was too much for me—at times I was certain that I was indeed listening -to a maniac. - -When my brother began speaking again, I was at first hardly conscious of -it. “Edward,” he said, “I have thought about this—that perhaps my -presence would be painful to you. If so, let me go away. Take what tools -I have here, and make this place your home—you have knowledge at your -command, you can plant and hunt and study, and do what you will. As for -me, such things make no difference; I could soon make myself comfortable -again, and perhaps——” - -“Say no more about it,” I interrupted quickly; “if anyone must go, let -it be me, for I shall have need of occupation.” - -For long hours after that strange experience I was pacing up and down -the storm-swept beach of the island. What I had heard had disturbed me -more than anything before in my life; the whole surroundings contributed -to the effect—the perils I had passed through, the terrible future which -stretched before me, the loss of my brother, and the finding of this -strange madman in his place. But I was by nature a practical person, -scientific and precise in my mode of thought; I did my best to convince -myself that solitude and suffering had unhinged my brother’s mind. There -is no use telling a scientist that he cannot understand a certain -matter, and expecting him to let it rest; my mind was soon made up that -I would study this malady, and perhaps cure it. My interest in the -strange problem did more than anything else to keep me from realising to -the full extent the discomfort I must needs face in the future. - -When hunger brought my thoughts back to myself, I returned to the cave, -where I found my brother pacing backward and forward upon a path which -he had worn deep in the ground in front of his home; his head was sunk -forward, his eyes on the ground, and he was evidently lost in deep -thought. I spoke to him once, but he did not hear me; I walked by him -and entered the cavern. - -I now set to work to make a thorough examination of his belongings, -musing that perhaps the best way to get to the bottom of his strange -trouble would be to provide him with some of the ordinary amenities of -life. I found that the tools were not too rusty to be of service, and -being a person with talent for doing things, I was soon interested in -planning how I could make a habitable place out of the cave. In the -latitude I knew that a door and a fireplace would never be an absolute -necessity; but I pleased myself thinking that they might not be useless -when the storms blew in. Also, being blessed with much knowledge of the -natural world, I flattered myself that before many days would have -passed I should have added considerably to the comforts of the house. - -I gave the balance of the day to a preliminary ransacking of the island. -A scientist has an inexhaustible mine of interest in such an -environment, and in the plans which I formed for work I forgot -everything else for the time. - -And so towards sundown I returned to the cabin. My brother was still -pacing to and fro, exactly as I had left him. Taught by previous -experience, I entered the cabin without addressing him, and set about -preparing a meal. I had not gone very far before I heard his step behind -me. - -“Edward,” he said. - -“What is it?” I asked, turning. - -“I wished merely to tell you—that you will not see me for a day or two. -I wish you not to worry about me.” - -I gazed at him in perplexity that was too great to permit of my framing -a question. His haggard glance met mine again, and again he put his hand -upon my shoulder with a gesture of affection; then he turned and went -slowly away. - -The incident diminished my appetite, for I had expected to interest him -in my banquet. I sat for hours afterwards, gazing out of the cavern -entrance at the moonlighted grove, silent and desolate beyond any -telling. I think I never felt more alone than just then. - -The problem was my only company; I had no idea where Daniel had gone; -but after a feverish sleep I was up again at dawn, my mind fully made up -for a search. I fear I drag out my story—it was nearly sundown when at -last my efforts were rewarded. I was returning home in despair and -misery, when, suddenly, in the back of the same cliffs in which was our -home, I saw another opening, and with a gleam of hope I hurried towards -it and peered in. It was too dark to see, but I entered and stepped to -one side in the darkness; and then, as my eyes adjusted themselves to -the gloom, I saw my brother. - -I was unperceived, and I went forward until I could see him plainly. He -sat upon a block of stone, the edge of which his hands gripped tensely; -with his face slightly raised, he was staring before him into space. I -would describe, if I could, the impression which his whole appearance -gave me; it was of a man undergoing some fearful strain. The knotted -muscles stood out upon his arms; his nostrils were distended, his breath -coming fast, and I could see the veins throbbing in his forehead. I -stood for I know not how long, with my heart beating madly, a strange, -indescribable _fear_ in possession of me. Divining the truth -instinctively, I moved in front of him and gazed into his eyes; he -neither saw me nor heard me, nor gave any sign that he was conscious of -my presence. Then suddenly, unable to bear the strain any longer, I -clutched him in my arms, crying wildly: “Daniel! Daniel!” - -To my horror, he gave no signs. Even then I clung to him, I shook him; I -could feel the quivering of his tense arms. At last, completely -overcome, I turned and staggered from the place. - -All that night I lay stretched out upon the bed, sleepless. I had -studied medicine, but nothing that I had ever heard of bore any -resemblance to this. Perhaps two hours after sunrise, as I was sitting -with my eyes fixed in the direction of the other cavern, all at once I -saw my brother appear. - -I sprang up in sheer fright; he was pale beyond imagination. He paid no -attention to me, but went past me and entered the cave. He groped his -way to his larder and, sinking down upon the ground, took some of the -food and ate it slowly. There was a bowl of milk which I had put there, -and which he drank. Then he lay down, resting his head upon his arm, and -fell fast asleep. - -I followed him in silence when he rose, his weakness apparently gone. He -went to the spring which was near the cavern, and bathed his face and -arms in the stream below it. After that he came towards me and, sitting -down beside me, put his arm around me. - -“Dear brother,” he said, “it was very good of you; but please do not do -what you did again.” - -“You knew that I was there?” I cried. - -“Yes,” he said, “I knew it.” - -“And why did you not answer me?” - -“I could not answer you, brother?” And then with a sudden gesture he -checked me. “I could not even tell you _why_,” he said. “It must suffice -you, Edward, to know that this must be, and that you cannot help it.” - -“But it will kill me!” I cried. - -“Perhaps,” he said very quietly, “or perhaps it will kill me first. I -cannot tell.” - -We stood for some minutes without speaking. “Daniel,” I ventured at -last, “I had hoped that in the external ways I might assist you—your -food, perhaps——” - -“I could not let you serve me,” he answered; “I have no way to serve you -in return. And, besides that, I have learned to do cheerfully what -little physical toil I must. The island is covered with food, you know.” - -“But if you should be sick?” I cried. - -“If I should be sick,” he said, “I should either get well again, or else -die.” - -“Then you do not feel pain?” - -“To learn to bear pain has been one of my tasks,” was the response. “I -should think,” he continued, changing the subject abruptly, “that if you -had studied all your life as you did when we lived together, by this -time you would not fear solitude—that you would find in this new world -enough to fill all your time.” - -“I might—perhaps I shall,” I said; “but, Daniel, you have been here -twenty years, and never seen a ship! So how could I know that the result -of any studies of mine would ever be made known to the world? I have not -even any paper to write upon.” - -The other sat gazing ahead of him at the moonlit water through the -trees; I saw the strange smile upon the lips again. - -“All that sorrow,” he said—“I fought with it once myself, and how I wish -that I could help you to fight with it! For a year or so I also waited -for a ship, and wrote down the best of my music, and poured out the -tears of my soul. But, Edward, I no longer write my music, and I no -longer fear lest my work be not made known to the world.” - -His voice had sunk low. Over the tree-tops a silver moon was gleaming, -and his eyes were fixed upon it. “On that huge ball of iron and rock,” -said he, “there was once power and life and beauty; and now it rolls -there through the years and the ages, cold and dead and still. And some -day this planet, too, will roll through the years and the ages; and no -eye will behold it, and no mind will be aware of it; and the voices of -men will be hushed upon it, and the monuments of men will be dust upon -it; and Edward, what then of my music, what then of your science and -your books?” - -I answered nothing. - -“Perhaps in all the ages that have gone over this island,” he continued, -“no human foot ever trod upon it before.” - -And so my brother passed on, pressing his hand upon my shoulder; and -through the watches of the night I saw him pacing backward and forward, -backward and forward, upon the long, white stretch of sand. - -A month must have passed after that—I took little heed of the time. I -toiled at the cave, I played hunter and naturalist. I was busy with my -hands, but very seldom was I happy or at peace. For day after day that -silent figure roamed here and there before my eyes, and hour after hour -those strange, silent vigils to the black cavern continued. I grew more -and more restless and oppressed, until at last, one night, at the end of -a long and exhausting vigil, my impatience reached its climax. - -I remember how I sat by his side and caught his hand, like a -supplicating child. “Daniel,” I asked, “has it never occurred to you -that you are unkind to me?” - -“Unkind?” he asked gently. - -“Unkind,” I said, “I have waited—how long have I waited. It seemed to me -that it could not last for ever—that you would not continue to treat me -always as if I were a child.” - -“Edward,” he said, “I know what you are going to say. I wish that you -would spare me.” - -“I cannot spare you!” I cried with sudden vehemence. “I tell you I -cannot bear it—I tell you I shall go mad! This loneliness and this -haunting perplexity—I swear to you that I cannot endure it any longer!” - -My brother sat gazing before him. After a moment I went on, more -quietly, pleading with him. “Daniel,” I said, “you cannot ever persuade -me that you must needs treat me as you have treated me since I came to -this place. I came here to seek for you—for that purpose alone—and with -love in my heart. And you keep me from you, you treat me as if I were -not a human being!” - -“Stop, Edward!” cried my brother imploringly; “do not say such things as -that! Ah! what can I tell you? How can I say it to you?—it is not enough -that you should be a human being.” - -“Not enough!” I echoed. - -“Ah! do you suppose—can you suppose—that if this thing of which we speak -were mine to give—if by losing it myself I could give it to you—can you -suppose I would not do it, and do it with joy? All that love could make -possible I would do—how much I would do I cannot tell you. But this that -you ask of me—this I _cannot_ do!” - -“You mean”—I clung to the argument with my scientific instinct—“you mean -that there is in your own life, in your own mind, certain things which -could be conveyed to another’s?” - -“I do,” he said. - -“But the use of words——” I began. - -“No words could have any relation to this,” he said. - -“But ideas, Daniel!” I protested. “There may be ideas in the mind for -which we can find no words, but surely we can approximate them, we can -foreshadow them.” - -“There are some things in my mind that are not ideas,” was the quick -reply. - -“I do not understand that,” I exclaimed. - -“I know it,” said my brother; “that is the point.” - -“But,” I cried in vexation, “but what could such things be? How can one -think——” - -“‘In that high hour thought was not,’” my brother quoted. - -I sat silent, and a long pause followed. Then I began once more: “Let me -ask you, Daniel; perhaps you do not understand how difficult it is for -one mind to believe that it cannot grasp what is in another mind. But -this—this knowledge to which you have come—you must surely have come to -it by degrees, by a process?” - -“Yes,” said he. - -“And of that—surely you could explain to me at least the beginning, -which might help me to divine in what the difference consists?” - -He answered nothing for a moment; I went on quickly: “Ah, I fear that -there must be another reason that you do not realise. Might it not be -true that you would find it easier to explain to another than to me? Is -it not at all that you shrink from my ways of thinking? Is it not that -you know that I have never understood your art?” - -“Tell me,” he asked suddenly, “what have you thought about me since you -have been here?” - -“What difference does it make what I think?” I cried. “What data have I -for thinking anything? I know that I am in the presence of something -which haunts me; and also that I have never been more wretched in my -life. - -“Ah, Daniel,” I cried, “be fair with me—you have not been fair! Why -should you shrink from me as if I were a base person? What harm could it -do, even if I did not understand you? I cannot help it—the effect of -this thing upon me; I am a grown man, and yet you have turned me into a -child again. If you were to tell me about ghosts, I think I should take -it for the truth.” - -“Ah,” said my brother. - -“Yes, even that!” I cried. “But you think I am not worthy even to guess -at your life and your knowledge—no, do not try to stop me, I know that -this is the fact! If it were not so, you would trust to love—you would -not cast me away from you, you would do what you could!” - -“Be still! Be still!” he whispered. “Do not speak to me that way—I will -do what I can—I will tell you what I am able.” - -For a long time he sat with knit brows. Then at last he began his story. - -“I go back,” he said, “to the time when I first landed on this island. -The ship was wrecked upon the bar just ahead of us; and later, when the -sea fell, we set to work to save from it as much as we could. The voyage -had restored my health, and I had my violin; and when I ascertained that -the place sheltered no wild beasts or men, I was myself well content to -remain as long as might be necessary. I had no doubt that some ship -would appear in the end; and meanwhile there was nothing to trouble me, -except the enforced companionship of men who did not understand me. In -the end, I escaped from that trouble with the plea that if I took up my -residence at the other side of the island I could better watch the sea; -and so I built a tiny hut, and was, I think, as happy as I had ever been -before. - -“But as the months passed by and no vessel appeared, the situation -changed. I perceived that sooner or later my violin would be useless; -and about the same time the sailors came to me to say that they had -decided to rig a boat with a sail, and endeavor to reach some inhabited -island. It was the time of quiet seas, and they preferred to run the -risk to remaining longer in isolation. - -“I was then called upon to make the great decision. Should I chance my -life with the rest, or should I trust to the certainty that some day a -vessel would appear, and meanwhile devote myself to the work which -loomed before me—the living of my life, the seeking of the power which I -felt to be hidden in me, without any external assistance or reference -whatever? Perhaps had I seen the twenty years before me, I should have -shrunk from the task; but, as it was, I chose what was to be the bolder, -to my companions the more timid, course. - -“After that, of course, there could be no halfway measures. I had to -make good my purpose; I had to face either absolute victory or absolute -defeat. As I had expected, my violin soon became useless, and, no ship -appearing, I perceived in the end that I had to give up that thought, -too. - -“I have already hinted the grounds of my argument to you. It is my -belief that life is its own end, and needs no justification. It is also -my belief that each individual soul is a microcosm self-sufficient, and -its own excuse for being. Each day as I wrought, I came to be more and -more possessed with that truth, it came to be more and more self-evident -and final; until at last there came a day when I would not have hailed a -ship had I seen one—when the life that loomed up before me within my own -heart was a thing of so much interest that the rest of the world was -nothing in comparison. - -“At first I had felt just as you feel now—I had been interested in food -and clothing and light, and what not else; but in the end I found myself -behaving as a soldier upon a long campaign—I strewed my path with the -things that had once been necessities, and that now were encumbrances. -It proved thus with my violin—strings or no strings; the music that -throbbed in my soul and swept me away into the far spaces of my being—it -was no longer to be limited and restrained by what human fingers could -achieve. It was as if I had once plodded upon the land and now -discovered wings. When the vision came to me, I no longer toiled for -weeks to shape it and record it—I went on where the new light shone, -where the new hope beckoned; and so, day after day, toward things with -which it is not easy for words to deal.” - -My brother paused for a while; I did not speak. - -“When I try to talk to you of these things,” he said at last, “I do not -know where I stand. I find myself thinking of the brother I remember—who -was content to call himself a materialist. You ask me what was this life -that I speak of—was it thought, was it motion, was it will? It was all, -I think; always it involved contemplation, the beholding of a universe -of being, and the comprehending of it as an utterance of power; and -always it was emotion, the flooding of one’s being with an oceantide of -joy and exultation; and always it was will—it was the concentration of -all the powers of one’s soul in one colossal effort. But chiefest of -all, I think—and what is hardest even to hint at—it was the fourth, and -the highest of the faculties of the mind—it was imagination. - -“It is endless—that is the first thing that a man learns about it—it is -the very presence of the infinite. And also he learns that it is at his -command—that it is no accident, but his being itself; that he has but to -call, and it comes; that he has but to knock, and it is opened unto him. -It is that for which pilgrims and crusaders have fought, which prophets -and saints have sung. And it is that, of course, which is the life of -music. Music lies nearest to this mystery; to him who understands, it is -the living presence of the spirit. Its movement is the building up of -that ecstasy, its complexity is the infiniteness of that vision—all the -fulness and the wonder and the glory of it are there.” - -I give but my recollection of my brother’s words. He paused again and -sat gazing before him. “I do not know,” he said, “how much these -metaphors convey to you. A long time had passed—some eight years, I -imagine, though I kept no count of the time. I was coming bit by bit to -a new and strange experience—one which is not of this life, and one -which would seem to you, I imagine, as altogether supernatural. - -“So,” said Daniel, “you must believe me as you can. I have spoken of -strange bursts of vision, sudden gleams of insight which shake one’s -being to its depth. Such experiences are not unusual—poets have sung of -them; but now there came to be something which, strange as it may sound, -seemed to be not of a kind with my own soul—something which affected me -with an indescribable _fear_. I fought against the thought, for I had no -belief in the unseen. I strive to put into words something that cannot -be put into words—but I was like a man groping in utter darkness, and -touching something _alive_. I had fought my way into this unknown land, -and everywhere I had gone, so far, the things that I achieved were of my -own power, the impulses were those of my own will. But now, day by day, -I was haunted by the unthinkable suspicion that into my life was coming -something that was not myself. I was a bird mounting upon the air—and -the air had a will of its own! It was something that repelled -me—something that drew me. I wrestled with the thought day and night, -comparing it with anything of which I had ever heard or known. But in -vain—it was new to me. - -“These things of which I speak you must understand as happening in the -midst of a tempest of emotions; I sat in a state which there is no -imagining—I ate nothing for days, I sat for days without moving, until -at last there came the climax, a desperate resolve, a mounting up, a -battling with unseen forces, a knocking upon unseen doors—and then a -sudden rending away of barriers, and the inpouring of a sea of life. I -can only use metaphors. I was a traveller, and I had toiled towards the -sunrise, climbing peak upon peak, and suddenly I had stepped out upon -the summit, and stood transfixed with the glory of an endless vision of -dawn.” - -My brother’s voice had sunk to a whisper, and his hand lay upon my arm. -I cannot tell how his words had affected me. - -“And this—this thing——” I ventured. “It is real?” - -“It is real,” he said; “there is nothing else so real.” - -“And it—it is a heaven?” - -“No,” he said, “it is another earth.” - -I started. - -“As a scientist,” he said—“what do you believe about the universe? Is -there life throughout it?” - -“I do not know, it is a possibility.” - -“Yes,” said Daniel; “but for me it is a certainty. It is a fact in which -I live, day after day.” - -I had caught him by the arm. - -“Daniel!” I cried. - -“It is just so,” he said. - -“Another planet?” - -“I do not know,” was the answer. “Another race of beings, is all that I -can tell you.” - -“And are they human beings?” - -“They have passed entirely beyond anything which those words can mean to -me.” - -“And you know them?” - -“Yes.” - -“And personally?” - -“More than personally.” - -“How do you mean?” - -“I know them directly. I live in their lives. I know them as I know the -symphony I hear—as one drop of water knows the sea.” - -I was dazed; I could hardly think. “And their name?” I asked. - -“They have no name,” said my brother, “they have no words. They have -passed the need of language—they communicate with each other by -immediate spiritual union. Their life is upon a higher plane than ours; -they do not deal in ideas, but in imaginative intuitions.” - -“And then, Daniel, when you—when you pass into that trance—it is that!” - -“It is that,” said he. “By an effort of my will I lift myself into their -consciousness; but because my physical and mental faculties have not -been prepared by long ages of development, my time with them is limited, -and I fall back to recruit my strength.” - -“And this has been going on for years?” - -“For ten or twelve years,” was his reply. - -It will, perhaps, be best for me to give the substance of what he told -me in the long conversation which ensued. “I do not know where these -people are,” he told me. “I only know that throughout universal space -they are the race which is nearest in its development to our own. I do -not know what they look like. I have never seen nor heard them. I only -live their lives. I do not ask them any questions; our relation is -nothing of that sort. It is as if they were playing music which I heard; -but also as if their music was their whole life, so that I know all they -have and do. Their presence comes to me as the inwelling of universal -joy; of love and worship and rapture, unending and unthinkable. Their -life is infinite variety—immediate and perpetual expansion—spiritual -insight developing in a ratio determined by the will of the individuals. -It is as if a man were to witness the springtime arising of Nature, but -taking place in an hour instead of three months; and he comprehending -it, not from the outside, but living it, as a bursting forth of song.” - -“And to this song there is no limit?” I asked him. - -“When you speak of the soul as being infinite,” said Daniel, “you do not -mean that it extends merely beyond your thoughts, but you mean that you -may heap quantity upon quantity, and multiply quantity by quantity, in -any ratio and at any speed you please, and still have infinity before -you.” - -“You mean that these beings understand what is going on in each other’s -mind?” - -“They understand all minds as you understand your own. It is of the -nature of spiritual passion to mingle at a certain stage of intensity, -like electricity in the lightning flash. This race has developed a new -sense, just as man has developed senses which are not possessed by lower -animals.” - -“And these people were once men?” - -“Presumably.” - -“And then they have escaped altogether from the sorrows of life?” - -“Say, rather,” he answered, “that they have escaped to the sorrows of -life. The essence of life is sorrow.” - -“It does not seem so, from your picture,” I said. - -“That is simple because my picture is not understood. Every one of these -beings of whom I speak bears in his bosom a pain for which there are no -words; every one of them—there are countless numbers of them, living -each in my consciousness as the voice of one instrument lives in a -symphony—each one is a Titan spirit, wrestling day and night without -end, without possibility of respite, and bearing on his shoulders a -universal load of woe. In no way could you imagine one better than as a -soldier in the crisis of the battle, panting, and blind with pain, dying -amid the glory of his achievement.” - -“And such a life!” I cried “Why do they live it?” - -“They lived it because it demands with the voice of all their being to -be lived; because the presence of it is rapture and unutterable -holiness; because it will allow no questions, because it is instant, -imperative, and final—_it will be lived!_” - -I sat in silence. “Do I gather from your words,” I asked, “that -immortality is not one of the privileges of this race?” - -He smiled again. “The spiritual life,” he said, “does not begin until -the thought of immortality is flung away. A man’s duty looms up before -him—and in his weakness he will not do it, but puts the fruition of his -life into another world, where the terms are not so hard!” - -“This people,” I asked—“what do they know about God?” - -“They know no more than men do,” was the answer, “except that they know -they know nothing. They know that the veil is not lifted. It is not that -for which they seek—life is their task, and life only; to behold its -endless fruition; to dwell in the beauty of it, to wield power of it; to -toil at its whirling loom, to build up palaces of music from it. Ah, my -brother, why have you never lived a symphony?” - -“These people have no physical life?” I asked. - -“Assuredly, they have,” was his answer, “it is a life which does not -enter their consciousness—any more than, for instance, the beating of -your heart and the renewing of your tissues. They have attained to -mastery over the world of matter. They temper the seasons to their wish; -disease and ill-health they have banished entirely; and understanding -the ways of Nature, they create their food at will.” - -“And their society knows no rich and no poor? Their government?” - -“They have no government,” he said, “their law is their inspiration.” - -Until far into the night we sat talking; and then, early in the morning, -as I went out upon the beach—I saw a ship standing in towards the shore! -I recall, as if it were yesterday, how my heart leaped up, and with what -an agony of uncertainty I stood waving a signal. - -And then I rushed to see my brother, shouting the news aloud. Startled -with his own thoughts, he gazed at me in perplexity. - -“A ship has come!” I cried. “A ship!” - -“A ship!” he echoed; and then with a sudden light: “Oh, I see!” - -“Come!” I cried. “They will take us aboard!” - -But my brother shook his head. “No Edward,” he replied, “I cannot do -that.” - -I started. “No,” he said again, “do not ask me. You go—but let me stay -here until the end!” - -“What can you mean?” I cried. “Can you really suppose that I would leave -you?” - -“I am not fitted to travel,” he said—“I do not wish to change. And I -could not face the thing which you call civilisation. It has no interest -for me.” - -“But we can live in the country,” I cried. “I have money—nothing need -trouble you!” But all my arguments made no impression upon him; he would -only repeat that he desired to be left alone. I tried to move him by -saying that I would not leave him. I might stay if I chose, he said—he -could not help that; but if I were wise, I would leave him to his own -life; and I would not subject him to the pain of meeting the strangers -upon the ship. They would not understand, and they would only cause him -vexation. And even while I was protesting with him, we heard the shouts -of men upon the shore. He rose up and laid his hand upon my shoulder, -and kissed me upon the forehead, saying: “Be wise—or let me be wise for -you. Respect my judgment and let me go.” - -And so he turned and started away toward the centre of the island. At -the edge of the thicket he turned and waved his hand to me. I never saw -him again. - ------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - TRANSCRIBER’S NOTES - - - 1. Silently corrected obvious typographical errors and variations in - spelling. - 2. Retained archaic, non-standard, and uncertain spellings as printed. - 3. 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I -had one brother, Daniel, five -years younger than myself, -a musician of extraordinary -promise. We lived abroad -together for a number of years, -<span class='pageno' id='Page_4'>4</span>each pursuing his own work. -About my brother, suffice it to -say that music to him was -everything—love and friendship, -ambition and life. He was a -man without a stain, whose -lower nature had been burned -out by the flame of art. I think -the one tie that bound him to -the world was myself.</p> - -<p class='c010'>When Daniel was about -twenty-three years of age, his -health weakened, and a long -sea voyage was decided upon. -I could not go with him, so for -the first time we parted; and it -was twenty years after that -before I ever heard of him -again.</p> - -<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_5'>5</span>It was believed that the ship -had been wrecked in the South -Seas; and I had given him up -for dead many years, when it -chanced that, as a man advanced -in life, I was travelling -as a naturalist in Ceylon, and -met an old sailor who had been -with my brother, and who told -me a strange story—how one -boat containing five men, including -Daniel, had outlived -the storm and landed upon an -uninhabited island; how, after -remaining there for several -months, they had made up -their minds to risk a voyage in -their frail craft; and how my -brother alone had refused, -<span class='pageno' id='Page_6'>6</span>declaring his intention to remain -by himself, with his violin -and the few effects that he had -saved.</p> - -<p class='c010'>How this affected me anyone -can imagine. The tale -was obviously a true one, and -I chanced to have means; and -so, getting the best idea I -could of the island’s location, -I purchased a yacht outright -and prepared to make a search.</p> - -<p class='c010'>The events immediately following -bear only indirectly -upon my story, and so I pass -over them swiftly. We had -been at sea for some three -weeks, and were in the locality -we sought, and watching day -<span class='pageno' id='Page_7'>7</span>and night for some sign of the -island, when late one evening -the native captain of the vessel -came to my cabin, trembling -and pale with fright, to tell me -that the crew had mutinied -and were about to murder me. -I rushed to my chest for my -revolvers, only to find that -every cartridge was gone; and -the other’s weapon proved to -be in the same plight. In this -desperate situation the latter -suggested what seemed to be -the only possible expedient—that -we should make our -escape from the vessel in the -darkness, and trust to gaining -the land. While he crept out -<span class='pageno' id='Page_8'>8</span>to provision and lower a boat, -I barricaded the cabin-door -and waited; and upon hearing -the whistle agreed on, I ran to -a port-hole, and seeing the -boat, slid into it. An instant -later the rope was cut, and I -got one glance at the leering -countenance of my betrayer, -before the ship sped on and -all was darkness. I was alone!</p> - -<p class='c009'>The emotions of that night -I do not like to recall. Life -was still dear to me. It was -only when morning came that -I lifted my head again and recovered -my self-possession.</p> - -<p class='c010'>There was no land in sight—I -<span class='pageno' id='Page_9'>9</span>was tossing upon a waste of -water, and already beginning -to feel the first cravings of the -fearful thirst that I knew must -come. But by a strange instinct -I still clung to my life; -and soon a storm arose, and as -the waves began to speed my -frail boat along, it rose upon -one of them, and I suddenly -caught sight of a faint streak -of land. I seized the oars and -set to work to race for my life. -I was not used to the effort, -and it took all my strength to -keep the craft headed aright, -while the sea bore it on to its -goal; I fought desperately -through the whole day, coming -<span class='pageno' id='Page_10'>10</span>nearer and nearer to my hope, -but expecting every instant to -be my last, and almost fainting -with exhaustion. Finally I -came to the very edge of the -breakers—and then, in spite of -all that I could do, the boat -was seized by a wave and -whirled around.</p> - -<p class='c010'>I saw before me a long line -of bright green forest; and, -standing upon the beach in -front of me, a single figure—a -man—motionless and watching. -That moment a breaker -smote my little craft, and I was -flung into the boiling sea.</p> - -<p class='c010'>I did not know how to swim. -I clutched at the boat and -<span class='pageno' id='Page_11'>11</span>missed it, and after that I recall -only an instant or two of frantic -struggling and choking. When -next I opened my eyes, I lay -upon the shore, with a man -bending over me; and upon -my dazed faculties was borne -in the startling truth that the -man was my brother.</p> - -<p class='c009'>It would have been long before -I recognised him but that -he was calling me by name. A -creature more changed no man -could imagine. Gaunt, hollow-eyed, -and wild in appearance, -he was scarcely the shadow of -his former self; he was clad in a -rough garment of fur, barefooted -<span class='pageno' id='Page_12'>12</span>and barearmed, and with -long, tangled hair. But what -most struck me—what struck -me the instant I opened my eyes, -and what never ceased to strike -me after that—was the strange, -haunted look of his whole countenance; -his eyes, swift and restless, -shone from beneath the -shadow of his brows like those -of some forest animal.</p> - -<p class='c010'>For the first few dazed minutes -I thought of what I had read -of men who had gone mad, or -had reverted to the beast, under -such circumstances as these. -Yet nothing could exceed the -tenderness of my brother’s voice -and manner to me; he bent over -<span class='pageno' id='Page_13'>13</span>me with a gourd full of milk, -which he helped me to drink, -and he dried my face and -brushed back the hair from my -forehead, whispering to me as -one might to a sick child.</p> - -<p class='c010'>I can remember the very -words of our conversation at -that strange moment, so keenly -did every circumstance impress -me. I answered him faintly -when he asked me how I did, -and he pressed my hand. “You -were seeking for me, brother?” -he asked.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“I was,” I said.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“I sometimes thought that -you might,” he exclaimed. -“Alas! Alas!”</p> - -<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_14'>14</span>I had been overwhelmed -with joy as the truth dawned -upon me—the truth that I had -found him. I had forgotten -our mutual plight. “Never -mind,” I whispered. “We -may get away somehow; and -at least we can be together.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>He answered nothing, but -helped me lift my head.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“How came you alone in -that boat?” he asked.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“It is a long story,” I replied, -shuddering as I gazed at the -waves that were thundering on -the beach before us. “I will -tell it later.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“You have been long upon -the water?”</p> - -<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_15'>15</span>“Only since last night,” I -said; and then gazing about -me suddenly, I cried: “And -you—you have been here all -these years!”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“All these years,” he answered.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“And alone?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Alone.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>I trembled as I gazed into -his face; his eyes seemed fairly -to burn.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“How have you borne it?” -I cried. “What have you -done?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>His answer made me start. -“I have done very well,” he -said; “I have not been unhappy.”</p> - -<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_16'>16</span>The words seemed strange -to me—but his voice was -stranger yet. Surely there were -signs enough of unhappiness -upon his face!</p> - -<p class='c010'>He seemed to read my -thoughts. “Do not worry,” -he went on, pressing his hand -in mine; “I will tell you all -about it later.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>But my mind could not be -turned away so easily. When -I felt stronger and sat up, I -came back to the question, -gazing at his haggard face and -the strange costume he wore.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“You can make no better -clothing?” I cried; “and for -food—what do you do?”</p> - -<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_17'>17</span>“I have all the food that I -can eat,” was the response, -“and everything else that I -need. You shall see.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“But have you seen <i>no</i> one?” -I persisted—“no ships, in all -this time?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“I have not wished to see -any,” he said; and then he -smiled gently as he saw my -stare of amazement. “I have -not wished for anything,” he -said gently; “I have a home, as -you shall see, and I have never -needed company. Have you -forgotten how it used to be, -dear brother?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>It took me a long time to -understand his words. I was -<span class='pageno' id='Page_18'>18</span>still gazing at him helplessly. -“And you mean,” I cried—“you -mean that you still—you -still live in your music?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Yes,” he said, “I mean -that.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>I was sitting upright and -gripping his arm tightly. “And -for twenty years!” I gasped.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Twenty thousand years -would be all too little for -music,” was the reply.</p> - -<p class='c010'>I sank back, and he wrapped -his arms about me. “Dear -brother,” he said, smiling, “let -us not go into that just now. -Wait until to-morrow, at the -least. Perhaps I can help you -now, and we can walk.”</p> - -<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_19'>19</span>We had not far to go, and -with his help I managed the -task. Back from the shore -rose a high cliff, and a cavern -in this was evidently his home. -At one side there was a pen, in -which were three or four captive -goats; and upon the grassy -lawn in front was a rough seat. -With the exception of a fireplace, -and a path he had cut -through the thicket, there were -no other signs that the place -was inhabited.</p> - -<p class='c010'>I sank down upon the grass, -and he brought me fresh water -and fruits, and cooked rice, -which I ate hungrily. Then, -when I was stronger, I got -<span class='pageno' id='Page_20'>20</span>up and began to examine his -home.</p> - -<p class='c010'>The cave was the size of a -large room; it was dry, but -bare of all furniture except a -table and a roughly made chair -and bed. My brother’s possessions -consisted mainly of a few -objects (notably some tools) -which he and the sailors had -been able to recover from the -wreck of the ship. There were -a few skins which served him -as bags in which to keep his -provisions; his bowls and -dishes were gourds and the -shells of turtles. He was without -artificial light, and he had -only a few quires of writing-paper -<span class='pageno' id='Page_21'>21</span>from the ship-captain’s -portfolio. For the rest, a violin -without strings, and a bow -without hairs, made up a list -of the possessions so far as I -could make them out. And it -was upon the strength of these -that he had said to me: “I -have everything that I need!”</p> - -<p class='c010'>With rest and food my -strength returned, and before -long my mind was altogether -occupied with my brother.</p> - -<p class='c010'>First of all, of course, my -thought was of his home—of -his surroundings and his ways. -I rummaged about his cavern, -wondering at his makeshifts—or -rather, at his lack of them.</p> - -<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_22'>22</span>“You have no lamp?” I -cried. “But, Daniel, the wax-plant -grows in this climate. -Or you might use tallow or -oil.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Dear brother,” he answered, -“you forget that I have -no books to read. And the -few things that need light—cannot -I just as well do them -by day?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“But, then, the long nights—you -sleep?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“No,” said he gently, “I do -not sleep”; and later, with his -strange smile, he added: “I -live.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“You live!” I echoed in perplexity; -and then I stopped, -<span class='pageno' id='Page_23'>23</span>catching the quiet, steady gaze -of his eyes.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Just so,” he said, “I live. -I had never lived before.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>Most of all, I think, I was -perplexed at the sight of his -violin. From what I had seen -of his youthful life, I could -have imagined him spending -all day and all night with that; -but here it hung, useless as a -stick of wood.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“You could have made -strings for it,” I said. “I can -make them for you.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“But they would be of no -use to me,” he answered.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“And all your music—you -have given it up?”</p> - -<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_24'>24</span>“The music I have to do -with,” he said, “has long -ceased to be music that anyone -could play.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“But, Daniel!” I protested.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Listen to me,” he said. -“Have you never read that -Beethoven never heard some -of his greatest symphonies? -Do you not understand how a -musician can comprehend -music from a score? And -from that, how he can -create it in his own mind -and enjoy it, without ever -writing it down or hearing -it?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Then,” I said, almost -speechless with wonder; “then -<span class='pageno' id='Page_25'>25</span>you compose music in your -mind?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“No,” he said. “I <i>live</i> -music in my soul.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>These things were on the -day of my rescue, after I had -recovered from my exhaustion. -The words which he spoke I -no more comprehended than if -I had been a child; but the -strangeness of the thing -haunted my soul, and my -questioning and arguing never -ceased. All of this he bore -with a gentle patience.</p> - -<p class='c010'>I had my youthful recollections -of Robinson Crusoe; and -as a man of science, I could -naturally not spend two minutes -<span class='pageno' id='Page_26'>26</span>conversing with Daniel and -examining his affairs without -thinking some new device by -which he could have made his -lot more tolerable. I could as -yet hardly realise that it was to -be my own fate to live upon -the deserted island for ever; -all my thoughts were of what -I should have done had I been -in his place. He had no -weapons, no traps, no gardens, -no house—and so on. “But, -Edward,” he would say -again and again, “do you -not understand? Once more—I -have no <i>time</i> for such -things.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Time! <i>Time!</i>” I would cry. -<span class='pageno' id='Page_27'>27</span>“But what <i>else</i> have you? -What have you to <i>do?</i>”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“I have my life to live,” was -the invariable response; “I have -no time for anything else.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>We were sitting that afternoon -beneath the shade of a -great forest-tree before the -cavern. Suddenly, seeing -again the dazed look upon my -face, he put his arm about me.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Listen to me, dear brother,” -he said, smiling. “You remember -Diogenes, who lived in a -tub? That was in order that -he might have to call no man -master, and no thing—least of -all his own body. And can -you not see that a man’s own -<span class='pageno' id='Page_28'>28</span>soul is his soul just the same, -whether he be on a desert -island or in the midst of a city -of millions? And that mind, -emotion, will—he has the life -of his soul to live?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>I sat surprised into silence; -then suddenly I felt Daniel’s -arm tighten about me. “Ah, -my dear brother,” he said, his -voice lowering, “it will be so -hard! Do you think I have -not realised it—how hard, <i>hard</i> -it will be?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“What will be hard?” I -asked.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Your life—everything you -have to face,” he answered. -“How can you not see it—do -<span class='pageno' id='Page_29'>29</span>you not see that <i>you</i> have to -live upon this island, too?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“I have not thought of it -much,” I said. “I have been -thinking of you.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“I know it,” he replied; “but -I do not see how you are to -bear it. I saw it all while I -watched you sweep in with the -boat—I saw all the pain and all -the sorrow, and it was long before -I made up my mind that -it was not best to let you die.” -I started, but he held me -tight.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Yes,” he said, “and I fear -that I chose wrongly. Is it not -strange that a man who has -seen what I have seen should -<span class='pageno' id='Page_30'>30</span>still be bound by such chains—that -what I knew would be best, -I could not do, simply because -you were my brother?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>He must have felt my heart -beating faster. “Listen to me,” -he went on quickly, but still -with his frightful quietness. -“Listen to me while I try to -tell you—what I can hardly bear -to tell you. All the tragedy of -being is summed up in such -a situation as this of ours; I am -as helpless before it as you -are—both of us are as helpless as -children.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>I gazed at him again, and -suddenly he caught me with -the wild look of his eyes. He -<span class='pageno' id='Page_31'>31</span>had no need to hold me with -his hand.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Brother,” he said, “you must -think this out for yourself, as -you can: I cannot explain it to -you—cannot explain anything -about it. Suffice it to say that -for twenty years I have lived -here, and that I have fought a -fight which no man has ever -fought before, and seen what I -believe no man has ever seen. -Knowing you as I do, I know -that you can by no possibility -ever follow me. It is as if I had -found the fourth dimension of -space; it is as if I dwelt in a -house through the walls of which -you walked without seeing them. -<span class='pageno' id='Page_32'>32</span>How you are to bear your life -here, my dear, dear brother, I do -not know; but the truth is merciless, -and you must face it—you -will have to live on this island -all your days, I am sure; and -you will have to live here <i>alone</i>!”</p> - -<p class='c010'>A sudden shudder passed -through me. “Daniel!” I -gasped; it seemed to me that -his eyes were on fire. “You -mean, I suppose, that you are -going away to some other part -of the place—to another island?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Whether I go to another -place or not, what matters that? -No, I shall not, I think; and -rest assured that, whatever I do, -I love you, my heart yearns for -<span class='pageno' id='Page_33'>33</span>you, and all my tenderness and -love are yours; but also that -though you were with me, and -held me in your arms four-and-twenty -hours a day—yet all the -time you would be alone.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>I could find no word to say—I -could scarcely think.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“The pain of it,” he went on, -still quietly, still tenderly, “is -that I cannot explain it to -anyone, that I cannot explain -it to myself; that there are -no words for it, nothing but -the thing. The only explanation -I can give is that I -am become a madman, and -that you must accept the -fact. For the thing I do I can -<span class='pageno' id='Page_34'>34</span>no more help doing than I could -help the beating of my heart. -All the world of love that I might -bear to you, or to any other human -soul, could no more enable -me to stop than it would enable -the grass to stop growing. -Again you must accept the -fact—you must learn to think of -me as a man who is in the grasp -of a fiend.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>There was a pause. Not -once had I taken my eyes from -my brother’s, and I sat with -my heart throbbing wildly; -the strangeness of the whole -thing was too much for me—at -times I was certain that I was -indeed listening to a maniac.</p> - -<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_35'>35</span>When my brother began -speaking again, I was at first -hardly conscious of it. “Edward,” -he said, “I have thought -about this—that perhaps my -presence would be painful to -you. If so, let me go away. Take -what tools I have here, and make -this place your home—you have -knowledge at your command, -you can plant and hunt and -study, and do what you will. -As for me, such things make -no difference; I could soon -make myself comfortable again, -and perhaps——”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Say no more about it,” I -interrupted quickly; “if anyone -must go, let it be me, -<span class='pageno' id='Page_36'>36</span>for I shall have need of occupation.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>For long hours after that -strange experience I was pacing -up and down the storm-swept -beach of the island. -What I had heard had disturbed -me more than anything -before in my life; the whole -surroundings contributed to the -effect—the perils I had passed -through, the terrible future -which stretched before me, the -loss of my brother, and the -finding of this strange madman -in his place. But I was by -nature a practical person, scientific -and precise in my mode of -thought; I did my best to convince -<span class='pageno' id='Page_37'>37</span>myself that solitude and -suffering had unhinged my -brother’s mind. There is no -use telling a scientist that he -cannot understand a certain -matter, and expecting him to -let it rest; my mind was soon -made up that I would study -this malady, and perhaps cure -it. My interest in the strange -problem did more than anything -else to keep me from realising -to the full extent the discomfort -I must needs face in the future.</p> - -<p class='c010'>When hunger brought my -thoughts back to myself, I returned -to the cave, where I -found my brother pacing backward -and forward upon a path -<span class='pageno' id='Page_38'>38</span>which he had worn deep in the -ground in front of his home; -his head was sunk forward, his -eyes on the ground, and he -was evidently lost in deep -thought. I spoke to him -once, but he did not hear me; -I walked by him and entered -the cavern.</p> - -<p class='c010'>I now set to work to make a -thorough examination of his -belongings, musing that perhaps -the best way to get to the -bottom of his strange trouble -would be to provide him with -some of the ordinary amenities -of life. I found that the tools -were not too rusty to be of service, -and being a person with -<span class='pageno' id='Page_39'>39</span>talent for doing things, I was -soon interested in planning how -I could make a habitable place -out of the cave. In the latitude -I knew that a door and a fireplace -would never be an absolute -necessity; but I pleased -myself thinking that they might -not be useless when the storms -blew in. Also, being blessed -with much knowledge of the -natural world, I flattered myself -that before many days -would have passed I should -have added considerably to the -comforts of the house.</p> - -<p class='c010'>I gave the balance of the day -to a preliminary ransacking of -the island. A scientist has an -<span class='pageno' id='Page_40'>40</span>inexhaustible mine of interest -in such an environment, and in -the plans which I formed for -work I forgot everything else -for the time.</p> - -<p class='c010'>And so towards sundown I -returned to the cabin. My -brother was still pacing to and -fro, exactly as I had left him. -Taught by previous experience, -I entered the cabin without addressing -him, and set about -preparing a meal. I had not -gone very far before I heard his -step behind me.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Edward,” he said.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“What is it?” I asked, turning.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“I wished merely to tell you—that -<span class='pageno' id='Page_41'>41</span>you will not see me for a -day or two. I wish you not to -worry about me.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>I gazed at him in perplexity -that was too great to permit of -my framing a question. His -haggard glance met mine again, -and again he put his hand upon -my shoulder with a gesture of -affection; then he turned and -went slowly away.</p> - -<p class='c010'>The incident diminished my -appetite, for I had expected to -interest him in my banquet. -I sat for hours afterwards, gazing -out of the cavern entrance -at the moonlighted grove, -silent and desolate beyond -any telling. I think I never -<span class='pageno' id='Page_42'>42</span>felt more alone than just -then.</p> - -<p class='c010'>The problem was my only -company; I had no idea where -Daniel had gone; but after a -feverish sleep I was up again -at dawn, my mind fully made -up for a search. I fear I drag -out my story—it was nearly -sundown when at last my efforts -were rewarded. I was returning -home in despair and misery, -when, suddenly, in the back of -the same cliffs in which was -our home, I saw another opening, -and with a gleam of hope -I hurried towards it and peered -in. It was too dark to see, but -I entered and stepped to one -<span class='pageno' id='Page_43'>43</span>side in the darkness; and then, -as my eyes adjusted themselves -to the gloom, I saw my brother.</p> - -<p class='c010'>I was unperceived, and I -went forward until I could see -him plainly. He sat upon a -block of stone, the edge of -which his hands gripped tensely; -with his face slightly raised, -he was staring before him into -space. I would describe, if I -could, the impression which his -whole appearance gave me; it -was of a man undergoing some -fearful strain. The knotted -muscles stood out upon his -arms; his nostrils were distended, -his breath coming fast, and -I could see the veins throbbing -<span class='pageno' id='Page_44'>44</span>in his forehead. I stood for I -know not how long, with my -heart beating madly, a strange, -indescribable <i>fear</i> in possession -of me. Divining the truth instinctively, -I moved in front of -him and gazed into his eyes; -he neither saw me nor heard -me, nor gave any sign that he -was conscious of my presence. -Then suddenly, unable to bear -the strain any longer, I clutched -him in my arms, crying wildly: -“Daniel! Daniel!”</p> - -<p class='c010'>To my horror, he gave no -signs. Even then I clung to -him, I shook him; I could -feel the quivering of his tense -arms. At last, completely -<span class='pageno' id='Page_45'>45</span>overcome, I turned and staggered -from the place.</p> - -<p class='c010'>All that night I lay stretched -out upon the bed, sleepless. -I had studied medicine, but -nothing that I had ever heard -of bore any resemblance to this. -Perhaps two hours after sunrise, -as I was sitting with my -eyes fixed in the direction of -the other cavern, all at once I -saw my brother appear.</p> - -<p class='c010'>I sprang up in sheer fright; -he was pale beyond imagination. -He paid no attention to -me, but went past me and entered -the cave. He groped his -way to his larder and, sinking -down upon the ground, took -<span class='pageno' id='Page_46'>46</span>some of the food and ate it -slowly. There was a bowl of -milk which I had put there, -and which he drank. Then -he lay down, resting his head -upon his arm, and fell fast -asleep.</p> - -<p class='c010'>I followed him in silence -when he rose, his weakness apparently -gone. He went to -the spring which was near the -cavern, and bathed his face and -arms in the stream below it. -After that he came towards me -and, sitting down beside me, -put his arm around me.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Dear brother,” he said, “it -was very good of you; but please -do not do what you did again.”</p> - -<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_47'>47</span>“You knew that I was -there?” I cried.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Yes,” he said, “I knew it.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“And why did you not answer -me?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“I could not answer you, -brother?” And then with a -sudden gesture he checked me. -“I could not even tell you <i>why</i>,” -he said. “It must suffice you, -Edward, to know that this must -be, and that you cannot help -it.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“But it will kill me!” I cried.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Perhaps,” he said very -quietly, “or perhaps it will kill -me first. I cannot tell.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>We stood for some minutes -without speaking. “Daniel,” I -<span class='pageno' id='Page_48'>48</span>ventured at last, “I had hoped -that in the external ways -I might assist you—your -food, perhaps——”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“I could not let you serve -me,” he answered; “I have no -way to serve you in return. -And, besides that, I have learned -to do cheerfully what little -physical toil I must. The -island is covered with food, -you know.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“But if you should be sick?” -I cried.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“If I should be sick,” he -said, “I should either get well -again, or else die.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Then you do not feel pain?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“To learn to bear pain has -<span class='pageno' id='Page_49'>49</span>been one of my tasks,” was the -response. “I should think,” -he continued, changing the -subject abruptly, “that if you -had studied all your life as you -did when we lived together, by -this time you would not fear -solitude—that you would find -in this new world enough to fill -all your time.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“I might—perhaps I shall,” -I said; “but, Daniel, you have -been here twenty years, and -never seen a ship! So how -could I know that the result of -any studies of mine would ever -be made known to the world? -I have not even any paper to -write upon.”</p> - -<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_50'>50</span>The other sat gazing ahead -of him at the moonlit water -through the trees; I saw the -strange smile upon the lips -again.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“All that sorrow,” he said—“I -fought with it once myself, -and how I wish that I could -help you to fight with it! For -a year or so I also waited for a -ship, and wrote down the best -of my music, and poured out -the tears of my soul. But, Edward, -I no longer write my -music, and I no longer fear -lest my work be not made -known to the world.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>His voice had sunk low. -Over the tree-tops a silver moon -<span class='pageno' id='Page_51'>51</span>was gleaming, and his eyes were -fixed upon it. “On that huge -ball of iron and rock,” said he, -“there was once power and life -and beauty; and now it rolls -there through the years and the -ages, cold and dead and still. -And some day this planet, too, -will roll through the years and -the ages; and no eye will behold -it, and no mind will be aware -of it; and the voices of men -will be hushed upon it, and the -monuments of men will be dust -upon it; and Edward, what -then of my music, what then of -your science and your books?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>I answered nothing.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Perhaps in all the ages that -<span class='pageno' id='Page_52'>52</span>have gone over this island,” he -continued, “no human foot -ever trod upon it before.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>And so my brother passed -on, pressing his hand upon my -shoulder; and through the -watches of the night I saw him -pacing backward and forward, -backward and forward, upon -the long, white stretch of sand.</p> - -<p class='c010'>A month must have passed -after that—I took little heed of -the time. I toiled at the cave, -I played hunter and naturalist. -I was busy with my hands, but -very seldom was I happy or at -peace. For day after day that -silent figure roamed here and -there before my eyes, and hour -<span class='pageno' id='Page_53'>53</span>after hour those strange, silent -vigils to the black cavern continued. -I grew more and more -restless and oppressed, until at -last, one night, at the end of a -long and exhausting vigil, my -impatience reached its climax.</p> - -<p class='c010'>I remember how I sat by -his side and caught his hand, -like a supplicating child. -“Daniel,” I asked, “has it never -occurred to you that you are -unkind to me?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Unkind?” he asked gently.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Unkind,” I said, “I have -waited—how long have I waited. -It seemed to me that it -could not last for ever—that -you would not continue to -<span class='pageno' id='Page_54'>54</span>treat me always as if I were a -child.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Edward,” he said, “I know -what you are going to say. I -wish that you would spare me.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“I cannot spare you!” I cried -with sudden vehemence. “I -tell you I cannot bear it—I tell -you I shall go mad! This loneliness -and this haunting perplexity—I -swear to you that I -cannot endure it any longer!”</p> - -<p class='c010'>My brother sat gazing before -him. After a moment I went -on, more quietly, pleading with -him. “Daniel,” I said, “you -cannot ever persuade me that -you must needs treat me as you -have treated me since I came -<span class='pageno' id='Page_55'>55</span>to this place. I came here to -seek for you—for that purpose -alone—and with love in my -heart. And you keep me from -you, you treat me as if I were -not a human being!”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Stop, Edward!” cried my -brother imploringly; “do not -say such things as that! Ah! -what can I tell you? How can -I say it to you?—it is not -enough that you should be a -human being.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Not enough!” I echoed.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Ah! do you suppose—can -you suppose—that if this thing -of which we speak were mine -to give—if by losing it myself -I could give it to you—can you -<span class='pageno' id='Page_56'>56</span>suppose I would not do it, and -do it with joy? All that love -could make possible I would -do—how much I would do I -cannot tell you. But this that -you ask of me—this I <i>cannot</i> -do!”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“You mean”—I clung to the -argument with my scientific -instinct—“you mean that -there is in your own life, in -your own mind, certain things -which could be conveyed to -another’s?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“I do,” he said.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“But the use of words——” -I began.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“No words could have any -relation to this,” he said.</p> - -<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_57'>57</span>“But ideas, Daniel!” I protested. -“There may be ideas -in the mind for which we can -find no words, but surely we -can approximate them, we can -foreshadow them.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“There are some things in -my mind that are not ideas,” -was the quick reply.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“I do not understand that,” -I exclaimed.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“I know it,” said my brother; -“that is the point.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“But,” I cried in vexation, -“but what could such things -be? How can one think——”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“‘In that high hour thought -was not,’” my brother quoted.</p> - -<p class='c010'>I sat silent, and a long pause -<span class='pageno' id='Page_58'>58</span>followed. Then I began once -more: “Let me ask you, Daniel; -perhaps you do not understand -how difficult it is for one mind -to believe that it cannot grasp -what is in another mind. But -this—this knowledge to which -you have come—you must surely -have come to it by degrees, by -a process?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Yes,” said he.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“And of that—surely you -could explain to me at least the -beginning, which might help -me to divine in what the difference -consists?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>He answered nothing for a -moment; I went on quickly: -“Ah, I fear that there must be -<span class='pageno' id='Page_59'>59</span>another reason that you do not -realise. Might it not be true -that you would find it easier to -explain to another than to me? -Is it not at all that you shrink -from my ways of thinking? Is -it not that you know that I have -never understood your art?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Tell me,” he asked suddenly, -“what have you thought about -me since you have been here?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“What difference does it -make what I think?” I cried. -“What data have I for thinking -anything? I know that I am -in the presence of something -which haunts me; and also that -I have never been more -wretched in my life.</p> - -<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_60'>60</span>“Ah, Daniel,” I cried, “be -fair with me—you have not been -fair! Why should you shrink -from me as if I were a base -person? What harm could it do, -even if I did not understand -you? I cannot help it—the -effect of this thing upon me; -I am a grown man, and yet you -have turned me into a child -again. If you were to tell -me about ghosts, I think I -should take it for the truth.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Ah,” said my brother.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Yes, even that!” I cried. -“But you think I am not worthy -even to guess at your life and -your knowledge—no, do not try -to stop me, I know that this is -<span class='pageno' id='Page_61'>61</span>the fact! If it were not so, -you would trust to love—you -would not cast me away from -you, you would do what you -could!”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Be still! Be still!” he whispered. -“Do not speak to me -that way—I will do what I can—I -will tell you what I am able.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>For a long time he sat with -knit brows. Then at last he -began his story.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“I go back,” he said, “to the -time when I first landed on this -island. The ship was wrecked -upon the bar just ahead of -us; and later, when the sea -fell, we set to work to save -from it as much as we -<span class='pageno' id='Page_62'>62</span>could. The voyage had restored -my health, and I had my -violin; and when I ascertained -that the place sheltered no wild -beasts or men, I was myself -well content to remain as long -as might be necessary. I had -no doubt that some ship would -appear in the end; and meanwhile -there was nothing to -trouble me, except the enforced -companionship of men who did -not understand me. In the -end, I escaped from that trouble -with the plea that if I took up -my residence at the other side -of the island I could better -watch the sea; and so I built a -tiny hut, and was, I think, as -<span class='pageno' id='Page_63'>63</span>happy as I had ever been before.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“But as the months passed -by and no vessel appeared, the -situation changed. I perceived -that sooner or later my violin -would be useless; and about -the same time the sailors came -to me to say that they had decided -to rig a boat with a sail, -and endeavor to reach some inhabited -island. It was the time -of quiet seas, and they preferred -to run the risk to remaining -longer in isolation.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“I was then called upon to -make the great decision. Should -I chance my life with the rest, -or should I trust to the certainty -<span class='pageno' id='Page_64'>64</span>that some day a vessel -would appear, and meanwhile -devote myself to the work which -loomed before me—the living -of my life, the seeking of the -power which I felt to be hidden -in me, without any external assistance -or reference whatever? -Perhaps had I seen the twenty -years before me, I should have -shrunk from the task; but, as -it was, I chose what was to be -the bolder, to my companions -the more timid, course.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“After that, of course, there -could be no halfway measures. -I had to make good my purpose; -I had to face either absolute -victory or absolute defeat. As -<span class='pageno' id='Page_65'>65</span>I had expected, my violin soon -became useless, and, no ship -appearing, I perceived in the -end that I had to give up that -thought, too.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“I have already hinted the -grounds of my argument to -you. It is my belief that life is -its own end, and needs no justification. -It is also my belief -that each individual soul is a -microcosm self-sufficient, and -its own excuse for being. Each -day as I wrought, I came to be -more and more possessed with -that truth, it came to be more -and more self-evident and final; -until at last there came a day -when I would not have hailed -<span class='pageno' id='Page_66'>66</span>a ship had I seen one—when -the life that loomed up before -me within my own heart was a -thing of so much interest that -the rest of the world was nothing -in comparison.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“At first I had felt just as you -feel now—I had been interested -in food and clothing and light, -and what not else; but in the -end I found myself behaving -as a soldier upon a long campaign—I -strewed my path with -the things that had once been -necessities, and that now were -encumbrances. It proved thus -with my violin—strings or no -strings; the music that throbbed -in my soul and swept me away -<span class='pageno' id='Page_67'>67</span>into the far spaces of my being—it -was no longer to be limited -and restrained by what human -fingers could achieve. It was -as if I had once plodded upon -the land and now discovered -wings. When the vision came -to me, I no longer toiled for -weeks to shape it and record -it—I went on where the new -light shone, where the new -hope beckoned; and so, day -after day, toward things with -which it is not easy for words -to deal.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>My brother paused for a -while; I did not speak.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“When I try to talk to you -of these things,” he said at last, -<span class='pageno' id='Page_68'>68</span>“I do not know where I stand. -I find myself thinking of the -brother I remember—who was -content to call himself a materialist. -You ask me what was -this life that I speak of—was it -thought, was it motion, was it -will? It was all, I think; -always it involved contemplation, -the beholding of a universe -of being, and the comprehending -of it as an utterance of -power; and always it was emotion, -the flooding of one’s being -with an oceantide of joy and -exultation; and always it was -will—it was the concentration -of all the powers of one’s soul -in one colossal effort. But -<span class='pageno' id='Page_69'>69</span>chiefest of all, I think—and -what is hardest even to hint at—it -was the fourth, and the highest -of the faculties of the mind—it -was imagination.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“It is endless—that is the -first thing that a man learns -about it—it is the very presence -of the infinite. And also he -learns that it is at his command—that -it is no accident, but his -being itself; that he has but to -call, and it comes; that he has -but to knock, and it is opened -unto him. It is that for which -pilgrims and crusaders have -fought, which prophets and -saints have sung. And it is -that, of course, which is the life -<span class='pageno' id='Page_70'>70</span>of music. Music lies nearest -to this mystery; to him who -understands, it is the living -presence of the spirit. Its -movement is the building up of -that ecstasy, its complexity is -the infiniteness of that vision—all -the fulness and the wonder -and the glory of it are there.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>I give but my recollection of -my brother’s words. He paused -again and sat gazing before him. -“I do not know,” he said, -“how much these metaphors -convey to you. A long time -had passed—some eight years, -I imagine, though I kept no -count of the time. I was coming -bit by bit to a new and -<span class='pageno' id='Page_71'>71</span>strange experience—one which -is not of this life, and one which -would seem to you, I imagine, -as altogether supernatural.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“So,” said Daniel, “you -must believe me as you can. -I have spoken of strange bursts -of vision, sudden gleams of -insight which shake one’s being -to its depth. Such experiences -are not unusual—poets -have sung of them; but -now there came to be something -which, strange as it may -sound, seemed to be not of a -kind with my own soul—something -which affected me with -an indescribable <i>fear</i>. I fought -against the thought, for I had -<span class='pageno' id='Page_72'>72</span>no belief in the unseen. I strive -to put into words something -that cannot be put into words—but -I was like a man groping -in utter darkness, and touching -something <i>alive</i>. I had fought -my way into this unknown land, -and everywhere I had gone, so -far, the things that I achieved -were of my own power, the impulses -were those of my own -will. But now, day by day, I -was haunted by the unthinkable -suspicion that into my life was -coming something that was not -myself. I was a bird mounting -upon the air—and the air had -a will of its own! It was something -that repelled me—something -<span class='pageno' id='Page_73'>73</span>that drew me. I wrestled -with the thought day and night, -comparing it with anything of -which I had ever heard or -known. But in vain—it was -new to me.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“These things of which I -speak you must understand as -happening in the midst of a -tempest of emotions; I sat in a -state which there is no imagining—I -ate nothing for days, I sat -for days without moving, until -at last there came the climax, -a desperate resolve, a mounting -up, a battling with unseen -forces, a knocking upon unseen -doors—and then a sudden rending -away of barriers, and the -<span class='pageno' id='Page_74'>74</span>inpouring of a sea of life. I -can only use metaphors. I was -a traveller, and I had toiled towards -the sunrise, climbing -peak upon peak, and suddenly -I had stepped out upon the -summit, and stood transfixed -with the glory of an endless -vision of dawn.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>My brother’s voice had sunk -to a whisper, and his hand lay -upon my arm. I cannot tell -how his words had affected -me.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“And this—this thing——” I -ventured. “It is real?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“It is real,” he said; “there -is nothing else so real.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“And it—it is a heaven?”</p> - -<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_75'>75</span>“No,” he said, “it is another -earth.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>I started.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“As a scientist,” he said—“what -do you believe about the -universe? Is there life throughout -it?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“I do not know, it is a possibility.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Yes,” said Daniel; “but for -me it is a certainty. It is a fact -in which I live, day after day.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>I had caught him by the arm.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Daniel!” I cried.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“It is just so,” he said.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Another planet?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“I do not know,” was the -answer. “Another race of beings, -is all that I can tell you.”</p> - -<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_76'>76</span>“And are they human -beings?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“They have passed entirely -beyond anything which those -words can mean to me.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“And you know them?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Yes.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“And personally?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“More than personally.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“How do you mean?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“I know them directly. I live -in their lives. I know them as I -know the symphony I hear—as -one drop of water knows the sea.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>I was dazed; I could hardly -think. “And their name?” I -asked.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“They have no name,” said -my brother, “they have no -<span class='pageno' id='Page_77'>77</span>words. They have passed the -need of language—they communicate -with each other by immediate -spiritual union. Their -life is upon a higher plane than -ours; they do not deal in ideas, -but in imaginative intuitions.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“And then, Daniel, when -you—when you pass into that -trance—it is that!”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“It is that,” said he. “By -an effort of my will I lift myself -into their consciousness; but -because my physical and mental -faculties have not been prepared -by long ages of development, -my time with them is limited, -and I fall back to recruit my -strength.”</p> - -<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_78'>78</span>“And this has been going on -for years?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“For ten or twelve years,” -was his reply.</p> - -<p class='c010'>It will, perhaps, be best for -me to give the substance of -what he told me in the long -conversation which ensued. “I -do not know where these people -are,” he told me. “I only -know that throughout universal -space they are the race which -is nearest in its development to -our own. I do not know what -they look like. I have never -seen nor heard them. I only -live their lives. I do not ask -them any questions; our relation -is nothing of that sort. It -<span class='pageno' id='Page_79'>79</span>is as if they were playing music -which I heard; but also as if -their music was their whole life, -so that I know all they have and -do. Their presence comes to -me as the inwelling of universal -joy; of love and worship and -rapture, unending and unthinkable. -Their life is infinite variety—immediate -and perpetual -expansion—spiritual insight developing -in a ratio determined -by the will of the individuals. -It is as if a man were to witness -the springtime arising of Nature, -but taking place in an -hour instead of three months; -and he comprehending it, not -from the outside, but living -<span class='pageno' id='Page_80'>80</span>it, as a bursting forth of -song.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“And to this song there is no -limit?” I asked him.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“When you speak of the soul -as being infinite,” said Daniel, -“you do not mean that it extends -merely beyond your -thoughts, but you mean that -you may heap quantity upon -quantity, and multiply quantity -by quantity, in any ratio and at -any speed you please, and still -have infinity before you.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“You mean that these beings -understand what is going on in -each other’s mind?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“They understand all minds -as you understand your own. -<span class='pageno' id='Page_81'>81</span>It is of the nature of spiritual -passion to mingle at -a certain stage of intensity, -like electricity in the lightning -flash. This race has developed -a new sense, just as man -has developed senses which -are not possessed by lower -animals.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“And these people were once -men?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Presumably.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“And then they have escaped -altogether from the sorrows of -life?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Say, rather,” he answered, -“that they have escaped to the -sorrows of life. The essence -of life is sorrow.”</p> - -<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_82'>82</span>“It does not seem so, from -your picture,” I said.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“That is simple because my -picture is not understood. -Every one of these beings of -whom I speak bears in his -bosom a pain for which there -are no words; every one of -them—there are countless numbers -of them, living each in my -consciousness as the voice of -one instrument lives in a symphony—each -one is a Titan -spirit, wrestling day and night -without end, without possibility -of respite, and bearing on his -shoulders a universal load of -woe. In no way could you -imagine one better than as a -<span class='pageno' id='Page_83'>83</span>soldier in the crisis of the battle, -panting, and blind with pain, -dying amid the glory of his -achievement.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“And such a life!” I cried -“Why do they live it?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“They lived it because it demands -with the voice of all -their being to be lived; because -the presence of it is rapture and -unutterable holiness; because it -will allow no questions, because -it is instant, imperative, and -final—<i>it will be lived!</i>”</p> - -<p class='c010'>I sat in silence. “Do I -gather from your words,” I -asked, “that immortality is not -one of the privileges of this -race?”</p> - -<p class='c010'><span class='pageno' id='Page_84'>84</span>He smiled again. “The -spiritual life,” he said, “does -not begin until the thought of -immortality is flung away. A -man’s duty looms up before -him—and in his weakness he -will not do it, but puts the -fruition of his life into another -world, where the terms are not -so hard!”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“This people,” I asked—“what -do they know about -God?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“They know no more than -men do,” was the answer, -“except that they know they -know nothing. They know -that the veil is not lifted. It is -not that for which they seek—life -<span class='pageno' id='Page_85'>85</span>is their task, and life only; -to behold its endless fruition; -to dwell in the beauty of it, -to wield power of it; to toil -at its whirling loom, to build -up palaces of music from it. -Ah, my brother, why have -you never lived a symphony?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“These people have no physical -life?” I asked.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Assuredly, they have,” was -his answer, “it is a life which -does not enter their consciousness—any -more than, for instance, -the beating of your -heart and the renewing of your -tissues. They have attained -to mastery over the world of -<span class='pageno' id='Page_86'>86</span>matter. They temper the seasons -to their wish; disease and ill-health -they have banished entirely; -and understanding the -ways of Nature, they create -their food at will.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“And their society knows no -rich and no poor? Their government?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“They have no government,” -he said, “their law is their -inspiration.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>Until far into the night we -sat talking; and then, early in -the morning, as I went out -upon the beach—I saw a ship -standing in towards the shore! -I recall, as if it were yesterday, -how my heart leaped up, and -<span class='pageno' id='Page_87'>87</span>with what an agony of uncertainty -I stood waving a signal.</p> - -<p class='c010'>And then I rushed to see my -brother, shouting the news -aloud. Startled with his own -thoughts, he gazed at me in -perplexity.</p> - -<p class='c010'>“A ship has come!” I cried. -“A ship!”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“A ship!” he echoed; and -then with a sudden light: “Oh, -I see!”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“Come!” I cried. “They -will take us aboard!”</p> - -<p class='c010'>But my brother shook his -head. “No Edward,” he replied, -“I cannot do that.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>I started. “No,” he said -again, “do not ask me. You -<span class='pageno' id='Page_88'>88</span>go—but let me stay here until -the end!”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“What can you mean?” I -cried. “Can you really suppose -that I would leave you?”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“I am not fitted to travel,” -he said—“I do not wish to -change. And I could not face -the thing which you call -civilisation. It has no interest -for me.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>“But we can live in the -country,” I cried. “I have -money—nothing need trouble -you!” But all my arguments -made no impression upon him; -he would only repeat that he -desired to be left alone. I tried -to move him by saying that I -<span class='pageno' id='Page_89'>89</span>would not leave him. I might -stay if I chose, he said—he -could not help that; but if I -were wise, I would leave him -to his own life; and I would -not subject him to the pain of -meeting the strangers upon the -ship. They would not understand, -and they would only -cause him vexation. And even -while I was protesting with -him, we heard the shouts of men -upon the shore. He rose up and -laid his hand upon my shoulder, -and kissed me upon the -forehead, saying: “Be wise—or -let me be wise for you. Respect -my judgment and let me go.”</p> - -<p class='c010'>And so he turned and started -<span class='pageno' id='Page_90'>90</span>away toward the centre of -the island. At the edge of the -thicket he turned and waved -his hand to me. 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