THE UNKNOWN COMMUNICATORS
"We are not your friends, Mary and
Dee. We came because we heard your call into the silence. We are no one
you know, no one who has used your hand before; but we are true in
spiritual alliance, for we are of the same thought as your dear friends.
We believe the life of the spirit must be service first, joy afterward.
But no! That is not quite right, because service is always joy. The two
move on together. And if the sad old world could learn the lesson of
unselfish, unseeking service,—I mean unseeking of any return,—it
would create a heaven on earth. There are saints over there, but their
quiet self-sacrifice and loving service are scarcely noticed. The ruling
passion for power, the ruling desire for riches to win this power, is
almost universal. And the quiet saint-like souls who go on their way
unobserved will grow more and more heavenly in character, and will become
the nobility here."
'Is there difference in caste?'
"No, only one nobility, and only one
entrance into its circles,—
only that of loving, kindly, unselfish service.
"That is our thought. We think your
friends would be Willing that we should write this to you."
'Yes, that is their creed.'
"We know that, and they are true and
noble, you may be sure.
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