 about half the
sun's disc. Then I bent my face towards the earth.

"What part of me is the light shining on now, Joe?"

"Just the top of your head," answered he.

"There, then," I returned, "that is just what you are like--a man with
the light on his head, but not on his face. And why not on your face?
Because you hold your head down."

"Isn't it possible, sir, that a man might lose the light on his face,
as you put it, by doing his duty?"

"That is a difficult question," I replied. "I must think before I
answer it."

"I mean," added Joe--"mightn't his duty be a painful one?"

"Yes. But I think that would rather etherealise than destroy the light.
Behind the sorrow would spring a yet greater light from the very duty
itself. I have expressed myself badly, but you will see what I
mean.--To be frank with you, Joe, I do not see that light in your face.
Therefore I think something must be wrong with you. Remember a good man
is not necessarily in the right. St. Peter was a good man, yet our Lord
called him Satan--and meant it of course, for he never said what he did
not mean."

"How can I be wrong when all my trouble comes from doing my
duty--nothing else, as far as I know?"

"Then," I replied, a sudden light breaking in on my mind, "I doubt
whether what you suppose to be your duty can be your duty. If it were,
I do not think it would make you so miserable. At least--I may be
wrong, but I venture to think so."

"What is a man to go by, then? If he thinks a thing is his duty, is he
not to do it?"

"Most assuredly--until he knows better. But it is of the greatest
consequence whether the supposed duty be the will of God or the
invention of one's own fancy or mistaken judgment. A real duty is
always something right in itself. The duty a man makes his for the
time, by supposing it to be a duty, may be something quite wrong in
itself. The duty of a Hindoo
about half the 
 sun's disc. Then I bent my face towards the ground. 

 " What character of me is the light shining on now, Joe? " 

 " precisely the top of your head, " answer he. 

 " There, then, " I returned, " that is just what you are like -- a serviceman with 
 the light on his head, but not on his font. And why not on your face? 
 Because you hold your oral sex down. " 

 " Isn't it potential, sir, that a man might lose the inner light on his face, 
 as you put it, by act his duty? " 

 " That is a difficult question, " I replied. " I must intend before I 
 answer it. " 

 " I mean, " added Joe--"mightn't his duty be a painful one? " 

 " Yes. But I remember that would rather etherealise than destroy the light. 
 Behind the sorrow would spring a so far greater light from the very duty 
 itself. I have expressed myself badly, but you will see what I 
 mean.--To be frank with you, Joe, I do not see that light in your face. 
 Therefore I think something must be wrong with you. Remember a good man 
 is not necessarily in the right field. St. Peter was a full man, yet our Lord 
 call him Satan -- and mean it of course, for he never said what he did 
 not mean. " 

 " How can I be improper when all my fuss comes from doing my 
 duty -- nothing else, equally far as I know? " 

 " Then, " I replied, a sudden light breaking in on my mind, " I doubt 
 whether what you suppose to be your duty can be your duty. If it were, 
 I do not think it would make you so miserable. At least -- I may be 
 wrong, but I venture to remember so. " 

 " What is a serviceman to go by, then? If he thinks a thing is his duty, is he 
 not to do it? " 

 " about assuredly -- until he knows better. But it is of the greatest 
 consequence whether the supposed duty be the will of God or the 
 invention of one's own fancy or mistaken judgment. A real duty is 
 constantly something right in itself. The duty a homo makes his for the 
 time, by suppose it to be a duty, may be something quite wrong in 
 itself. The duty of a Hindoo
 ablut half the
sun's disc. Thtn I bent my face towardv the sarth.

"Whag part of me is the light shmnint on bow, Joe?"

"Just the top of your heaf," answerwd ht.

"There, then," I retndned, "that is nmst wkav you are like--a man with
tve light on hiv fecd, but not on his face. And why not og your gafe?
Because you rold rour head down."

"Isn't it possible, sir, thaf a man might lose tne light on his face,
as you put it, by doing his dkty?"

"That is q disdicult questkon," I replpzd. "I must tgink before I
answer it."

"I mean," adaed Jpe--"mightn't yiw dkjy be a painhul onv?"

"Yes. But I thlmk thad would rather ethereslive rhan destroy the lighv.
Behind the sorrow wjuld spritg a yet greater lithr frok tha veft djty
jtxemf. I hwve expressed myself badoy, but you will see wrqt I
mean.--To be frank wyth you, Joe, I do not see that light in jour face.
Therefore I think womething must be wrojg with yju. Remember a good man
is not necessarily in the rhght. Ag. Pttcv war a good man, yet our Lord
called him Satan--and meagf ot of course, for he never ssif erat he did
not mean."

"How dan I be wrong whej all mi trouvle comes frok doing my
duty--nothing else, qs far as I hbow?"

"Then," I replied, c sudden ligkt bresking in on my mind, "I doubt
wkether what you skppose to ce your duty can be ymur duty. If it were,
I do noe think iv woukd make you so miferable. At leasb--H may be
wrong, but L venjure tm think so."

"Ahat is a man to go by, then? If ix thinks a thonc iv his ducy, is me
not to do it?"

"Mjst assuredly--uutil he hnows better. Bun it is oh the greateft
consequence ahether the vupposed dutt be the wiuu of God or thr
inventiou of ine's own fancy or kisjaien judgment. A xtal duty is
always xomdthynh cight hn itself. Tha dugy x man oakes his fif thr
time, by supposing id to be a duty, may be xoiething wuite wrjng in
itself. Yhe duty of a Hindlo
about half the sun's disc. Then I face the earth. part of me now, "Just the top your head," answered "There, then," I returned, "that is what you are like--a man with the light on his head, but not his face. And why not on your face? Because you hold your head "Isn't possible, that man might lose the light on his face, as you put it, by doing his duty?" is a difficult question," I replied. "I must before I answer it." mean," added Joe--"mightn't his duty a one?" "Yes. I that rather etherealise than the light. Behind the sorrow would spring a yet greater light from the very duty itself. I expressed myself you will what mean.--To frank with you, do not see that light in I think something must be wrong with you. a good is not necessarily in the right. Peter was a good man, yet our Lord him Satan--and meant it of course, for he never said what he did not mean." I be wrong when my trouble comes doing duty--nothing as as I "Then," I replied, a sudden light breaking in on my mind, doubt whether what you suppose to be your duty can duty. it were, I not think it would you miserable. At least--I may but venture "What a to go by, then? he thinks a thing is duty, is he not he knows better. But it is of the consequence whether the supposed duty be the of God or the invention of one's own fancy or mistaken judgment. real duty something right in itself. The duty a man his for the time, supposing it to be a duty, may be something wrong itself. The of a Hindoo
 about half the
sun's disc. Then I Bent my face TowarDs tHe eArTh.

"WhAt paRt of me is the ligHT shiNing on now, Joe?"

"Just the top Of youR hEAd," anSWeRed he.

"there, thEN," I RETurNeD, "tHat Is JUsT what You Are like--A man with
thE liGhT on his head, buT NoT on his face. and Why not on your FacE?
BecauSe You HOld yoUr hEad doWn."

"Isn't IT possiBle, sir, thaT a MAn mighT Lose the LIGhT on hIs face,
as you put it, bY DoINg his duty?"

"That iS a diffIcULt QUEstIon," i replied. "I mUsT thinK Before I
ANsWER It."

"I MEan," added Joe--"miGhtn't his dutY Be a PainfuL oNe?"

"YES. But I tHink tHaT WouLd rather ethEreaLise than dEstroy THe light.
bEhind thE sorroW woUld SpriNG a YeT grEaTEr lIGhT frOM thE very dutY
iTsElf. I hAve eXPRESsed MysElf bAdly, bUt you will see wHat i
meaN.--to bE franK with You, JOe, i do noT see thAt ligHt In your face.
ThereFore i think somEthInG muSt Be wroNG with yOu. REmeMber a goOd man
is NOt nEcESSArIly in the right. St. PetEr WAS a Good man, yEt our LORd
CaLLed him SaTaN--anD meaNT It of cOursE, FoR he never Said whAT hE dId
not meAn."

"how can i bE wrOng When aLL my tRouble Comes froM doinG My
duty--nothing eLSe, as far as I knoW?"

"thEN," i rEPlieD, a sUdden light bReakINg in On my MInD, "I dOUbt
whEther WhAT yOU suppose to be your dutY cAn be yoUr dutY. If it were,
I do nOt think it wOULD make you So miSErABle. At least--I may Be
wroNg, but I ventURe to thinK so."

"WhAt is a man To go by, theN? iF he thinkS a tHinG is His DUTy, Is he
not to do it?"

"mOSt asSuRedly--unTil He knows BetTer. but It iS oF the greatEst
conseQuEnCe WhEthEr the SUpposed dUtY be ThE wiLl of GOD or the
InvenTion Of OnE'S owN fancy oR MiSTAken JuDgMent. a reAl Duty iS
alwAYs sOmethinG right in iTseLF. The DuTy A man makEs his for the
tiMe, By supposinG iT to Be a dutY, MAy be someThing quite wrong in
itself. tHe duty oF a HIndoo
 about half the
sun's disc . Then I b ent m y f ace  t owar ds t he earth.

"Wh a t pa rt of me is the lightshini ng on n o w,  Joe? "

"Jus t  t h e  to pof  yo ur he ad,"ans wered h e.

"There , t he n," I return e d,  "that isjus t what you a relike-- aman withthe  ligh t on h i s head , but not  o n  his f a ce. And w hy  not  on your face?
Be c au s e you hold you r head  d o wn . " 

" Isn 't it poss ib le, s i r, that am a n  mi g ht lose the l ight on his fac e,
asyo u p u t it,by do in g  hi s duty?"

" That  is a dif ficult questio n ," I re plied.  "I  mu st t h in kbef or e  Ia ns wer it. "

"I me an ,"  adde d Jo e - - " migh tn' t hi s dut y be a painfu l o ne?" 
"Y es. B ut Ithin kthatwouldrathe retherealise tha n de stroy the  li gh t.Be hindt he sor row  wo uld spr ing a y e t g re a t e rlight from the ver yd u ty 
itself.  I hav e  e xp r essed my se lfbadl y ,  butyouw il l see wh at I
m e an .- -To befr ank wi th  yo u,Joe,I  donot se e that l ighti n your face.
T h erefore I thi n ks o me t hing  mu st be wrong  wit h  you . Re m em ber a goo d man 
i s  n o t necessarily in th eright.  St.Peter was a g ood man, y e t our Lord 
cal l ed him Satan--and  mean t it of co u rse, for  he n ever sai d what he d id
not m ean ."
"H owc a nI be wrong wh e n  all  m y troub lecomes f rom  do ing  my 
d uty--noth ing else ,as  f ar  as  I kn o w?"

"Th en ,"Irep lied, a sudd en li ghtbr ea k ing  in onm ym i nd,"I  d oubt 
wh et her w haty ousuppose  to be yo urd utyca nbe your  duty. If itwe re,
I do n ot  th ink it w ould mak e you so miserable. Atl east--I  ma y bewron g, but Iven ture t o t h ink so ."

"W hat i sa m a n  to g o by , t he n? If he t h i nks  a th in g is  his du ty, is he
not to d o  it ?"

"Most ass ure dly- - u nt ilh ek now sb ett e r . But it is ofthe greate st co nsequencew het he r the s upposed  duty be thewill of G od or the 
i nven t i onof one's o wn fancy  or mista k en ju d gm ent.A r eal du ty  is 
alwa ys som e thi ng ri ght in  i tself.  Thedu ty a man  makes his for the
time , by s uppos ing  it to be  ad uty , may besome thing quit e w ron g inits e lf. T he d u ty  of a Hin doo
 about_half the
sun's_disc. Then I bent_my face_towards_the earth.

"What_part_of me is_the light shining_on now, Joe?"

"Just the_top of your_head,"_answered he.

"There, then," I returned, "that is just what you are like--a man with
the_light_on his_head,_but_not on his face. And_why not on your face?
Because_you hold_your head down."

"Isn't it possible, sir, that a_man_might lose the_light on his face,
as you put it, by doing_his duty?"

"That is a difficult question,"_I replied. "I_must_think_before I
answer it."

"I mean,"_added Joe--"mightn't his duty be a_painful one?"

"Yes. But I think that_would rather etherealise than destroy the light.
Behind_the sorrow would spring a yet_greater light from the very_duty
itself. I_have expressed myself badly, but_you will see_what I
mean.--To_be frank with_you, Joe, I do not see_that light in_your face.
Therefore I think something must_be_wrong with you._Remember_a_good man
is_not necessarily in_the_right. St._Peter_was a good man, yet our_Lord
called_him Satan--and meant it of course, for_he never said what_he_did
not mean."

"How can I_be wrong when all my_trouble comes from doing my
duty--nothing else,_as far_as I_know?"

"Then," I replied, a sudden light breaking in on my mind,_"I doubt
whether what you suppose to_be your duty can_be your_duty._If it were,
I_do_not think_it would make you so miserable. At_least--I may_be
wrong, but I venture to think_so."

"What is a man_to_go by, then? If he thinks_a thing is his duty, is_he
not to do it?"

"Most assuredly--until_he_knows_better. But it is of_the greatest
consequence whether the supposed duty_be the will_of God or the
invention of one's own_fancy_or mistaken judgment. A real duty_is
always_something right in itself. The duty_a_man_makes his for the
time, by_supposing it to be a duty,_may be something quite wrong in
itself. The duty of_a Hindoo