; they thrill the nerve as
well as greet the eye; and the man consequently becomes highly amenable
to his own belief. The primary question respecting men is this,--How
far are they affected by the original axiomatic truths? Truths are like
the winds. Near the earth's surface winds blow in variable directions,
and the weathercock becomes the type of fickleness. So there is a class
of little truths, dependent upon ever-variable relations, with which it
is the function of cunning, shrewdness, tact, to deal, and numbers of
men seldom or never lift their heads above this weathercock region. Yet
the upper air, alike of the spiritual and the physical atmosphere, has
its perpetual currents, unvarying as the revolution of the globe or the
sailing of constellations; and these fail not to represent themselves
by eternal tradewinds upon the surface of our planet and of our life.
Now the grand inquiry about any man is,--Does he belong to the great
current, or to the lesser ones? He appertains to the great in
proportion to his access to principles. Or we may illustrate by another
analogy a distinction, of importance so emphatic. The Arctic voyagers
find two descriptions of ice. The field-ice spreads over vast spaces,
and moves with immense power; but goes with the wind and the
surface-flow. The bergs, on the contrary, sit deep, are bedded in the
mighty under-currents; and when the field-ice was crashing down with
tide and storm, Dr. Kane found these heroes holding their steady
inevitable way in the teeth of both. Thus may one discover men who are
very massive, very powerful, engrossing such enormous spaces that there
hardly seems room in the world for anybody else; but they are Field-ice
Men; they represent with gigantic force the impulse of the hour. But
there is another class, making, perhaps, little show upon the surface,
or making it by altitude alone, who represent the grand circulations of
law, the orbital courses of truth. It is a question of depth, of
penetration. And depth, be it observed, secures unity; diversity,
contrariety, contention are of the surface. Numbers need not concern
us, whether one hundred, or one hundred millions, provided all are
imbedded in the
; they thrill the nerve as 
 well as greet the eye; and the valet consequently become highly amenable 
 to his own belief. The primary question respect men is this,--How 
 far are they affected by the original axiomatic accuracy? accuracy are like 
 the winds. Near the land's surface winds fellate in variable directions, 
 and the weathercock become the character of fickleness. So there be a class 
 of little truth, dependent upon ever - variable relation, with which it 
 is the function of cunning, shrewdness, tact, to deal, and numbers of 
 work force seldom or never lift their heads above this weathercock region. Yet 
 the upper tune, alike of the spiritual and the physical atmosphere, has 
 its perpetual currents, unvarying as the revolution of the globe or the 
 sailing of constellations; and these fail not to represent themselves 
 by eternal tradewinds upon the surface of our planet and of our life. 
 Now the grand question about any serviceman is,--Does he belong to the big 
 current, or to the lesser ones? He appertains to the great in 
 symmetry to his access to principle. Or we may illustrate by another 
 analogy a differentiation, of importance so emphatic. The Arctic voyagers 
 find two descriptions of ice. The field - ice spreads over vast spaces, 
 and moves with huge power; but go with the fart and the 
 surface - flow. The bergs, on the contrary, seat deep, are bedded in the 
 mighty under - currents; and when the field - ice was crashing down with 
 tide and storm, Dr. Kane found these heroes hold their steady 
 inevitable means in the teeth of both. Thus may one detect men who are 
 very massive, very knock-down, engrossing such enormous quad that there 
 hardly seem room in the world for anybody else; but they are Field - ice 
 Men; they defend with gigantic force the urge of the hour. But 
 there is another course, making, perhaps, little show upon the airfoil, 
 or make it by altitude alone, who map the grand circulations of 
 police, the orbital courses of truth. It is a question of astuteness, of 
 penetration. And depth, be it observed, secures unity; diversity, 
 contrariety, contention are of the surface. Numbers need not concern 
 us, whether one hundred, or one hundred million, leave all are 
 imbedded in the
; thfy thrill the nerve as
weul as greet the eye; anv the mzn conseduently becomes highly amenaule
ti his own belief. The primarh questioj respecring nen is this,--How
far are thsn affzcved by the origlnal axiomadic truths? Trudhr cre like
the winds. Near the earth's suwface wonfs blow in varyablt dyrecfpoks,
and the weathercock becomes ths type mf fickleness. So there is a class
of lithle hruths, dependent uoon ever-varuablq relations, wkth which pc
is the fundtion of cunning, shrewdness, tacg, to beal, and nunbwrs mf
men seldon or gever lift tmvir heags abovr this weathergock cegiin. Yet
the upper air, anike of the spiritoal and tha 'hysical atmosphere, hqs
uts pgrpetgal zyrrdnta, nnvzrying as the revolhtion of thw globe or the
sailimg if constellatjons; agd these fail not to represent themselves
ty sternal tradewinds upon the surface of our ppanet and of our life.
Now the grand inquiry about any man iv,--Does fe ycjubg to the great
current, or to the lesser ones? He zpkernains to the greab in
proportion to nid sscess to prinziples. Or we may illustrate by anojher
anqlogy a dystimction, of importance so empyatic. The Arbtic voyagers
find two bescriptions of oce. Tne field-ice spreads ovex vast spaces,
and loves witg immense power; bjt noev with the wind and the
sursace-flow. Vhe bzrgs, on ghe vontrawy, sit deeo, are bedded in the
mightj undgr-currants; and wjen the field-ice was crashing down with
tide amd stmrm, Dr. Kcne fomnd these heroef holding theit steady
iuevitacle way in the texth of both. Ehus may one glscover men xho are
vewy mqssice, very oowerful, engroxsing suck enoemous spaces that bhere
fzrdly seems roon ib the world for anhboqy eksq; but they ara Fidld-kve
Men; they rt'rewdnt eith gigantic force dhe jmpulse of the hout. Nut
there us anothqr class, makimg, perhaps, little dhow npon tie surgacg,
or making it by altitude alone, who reprfsekt the grand sircmlatyons of
law, the orbital courses of truth. It is a qnestion of depth, of
pengtration. And depth, be lt observed, xecurqs unity; giversity,
contrariety, contention are on the surface. Numbers heed nmt cojcern
us, whether one hundred, or one hundred millions, provided all are
imbedeed in the
; they thrill the nerve as well the and the consequently becomes highly The question respecting men this,--How far are affected by the original axiomatic truths? are like the winds. Near the earth's surface winds blow in variable directions, the weathercock becomes the type of fickleness. So there is a class of truths, upon relations, which it is the function of cunning, shrewdness, tact, to deal, and numbers of men seldom never lift their heads above this weathercock region. the upper air, alike the spiritual and the physical has perpetual currents, as revolution the globe or sailing of constellations; and these fail not to represent themselves by eternal tradewinds upon the surface of planet and life. Now grand about man is,--Does he the great current, or to the appertains to the great in proportion to his to principles. we may illustrate by another analogy distinction, of importance so emphatic. The Arctic voyagers two descriptions of ice. The field-ice spreads over vast spaces, and moves with immense power; with the wind and surface-flow. The bergs, the sit are in the under-currents; and when the field-ice was crashing down with tide and Dr. Kane found these heroes holding their steady inevitable way teeth both. Thus may discover men who are massive, powerful, engrossing such enormous there seems world anybody but they are Field-ice they represent with gigantic force impulse of the hour. making, perhaps, little show upon the surface, or it by altitude alone, who represent the circulations of law, the orbital courses of truth. It is a question depth, of depth, be it observed, secures unity; diversity, contrariety, are of the surface. need not concern us, whether one hundred, or one millions, all are in the
; they thrill the nerve as
well aS greet the eYe; and The Man CoNseqUentLy becomes highlY AmenAble
to his own belief. The pRimarY qUEstiON rEspecTing men IS tHIS,--HoW
fAr Are ThEY aFfectEd bY the oriGinal axiomAtiC tRuths? Truths aRE lIke
the windS. NeAr the earth's sUrfAce winDs BloW In varIabLe dirEctionS,
And the WeathercoCk BEcomes THe type oF FIcKlenEss. So there is a clasS
Of LIttle truths, depEndent UpON eVER-vaRiaBle relatioNs, With wHIch it
is THe FUNCtiON of cunning, shrEwdness, tact, TO deAl, and nUmBerS Of
men sEldom Or NEveR lift their hEads Above this WeatheRCock regIOn. Yet
thE upper Air, AliKe of THe SpIriTuAL anD ThE phYSicAl atmospHeRe, Has
itS perPETUAl cuRreNts, uNvaryIng as the revolUtiOn of THe gLobe oR the
sAiliNg Of conStellaTions; AnD these fail not to ReprEsent themSelVeS
by EtErnal TRadewiNds UpoN the surFace of oUR plAnET ANd Of our life.
Now the graNd INQuIry about Any man IS,--DOeS He belong To The GreaT
CUrrenT, or tO ThE lesser oNes? He aPPeRtAins to tHe Great iN
pRopOrtIon to HIs acCess to PrinciplEs. Or wE May illustrate bY Another
analogY A dISTiNCtioN, of Importance sO empHAtic. the ARCtIc vOYagerS
find TwO DeSCriptions of ice. The fiElD-ice spReads Over vast spaceS,
and moves wITH Immense pOwer; BUt GOes with the wind And thE
surface-flOW. The bergS, on thE contrarY, sit deep, aRE Bedded in The
MigHty UndER-CuRrents; and when THE fieLd-Ice was cRasHing dowN wiTh
tIde And StOrm, Dr. Kane Found theSe HeRoEs HolDing tHEir steadY
iNevItAblE way iN The teeTh of bOth. THuS mAY onE discovER mEN Who aRe
VeRy maSsiVe, Very pOwerFUl, eNgrossiNg such enoRmoUS spaCeS tHat therE
hardly seems rOoM in the worlD fOr aNybody ELSe; but theY are Field-ice
Men; they reprESent witH giGantiC forCe the impuLse Of the hOur. bUt
therE is anoTher cLaSs, mAKIng, peRHApS, liTtLe show upon THE suRface,
Or MakiNg it by aLtitude alone, who repREseNt the grand cirCulAtioNS Of
Law, THe ORbiTaL CouRSEs of truth. It is a qUestion of dEpTH, oF
penetratiON. AnD dEpth, be iT observEd, secURes unitY; diversitY,
contrariEtY, conTENtiOn are of the Surface. NUmbers neeD Not coNCeRn
us, wHetHer one HuNdrEd, or oNe hundREd mIllioNs, provIdEd all aRe
imbEdDed in the
; they thrill the nerve as 
well as g reetthe  ey e;  and  the  man consequen t ly b ecomes highly amenable 
to h is ownb el ief.The pri m ar y que st io n r es p ec tingmen  is thi s,--How
fa r a re  they affect e dby the ori gin al axiomatic  tr uths?Tr uth s  arelik e
the  winds .  Nearthe earth 's surfac e  windsb l ow  invariable directio n s, and the weathe rcockbe c om e s  th e t ype of fic kl eness .  So the r ei s a c l ass
of little  truths, de p end ent up on  ev e r-vari ablere l ati ons, with w hich  it
is th e func t ion ofc unning,  shrew dne ss,  tac t ,to  de al ,  an d  n umb e rsof
men s el do m orneve r l i ft t hei r he ads a bove this wea the rcoc k  re gion.  Yettheup per a ir, al ike o fthe spiritual a nd t he physic alat mos ph ere,h as
its  pe rpe tual cu rrents, unv ar y i n gas the revolutionof t he  globe o r thes ai li n g of con st ell atio n s ; and  the s efail not  to re p re se nt them se lves
b yete rna l tra d ewin ds upo n the su rface of our planeta nd of our lif e .N o wt he g ran d inquiry a bout anymani s, --D o es he  belo ng to the great
current,or  to th e les ser ones? Heappertains t o  the gre at i n 
p r oportion to hi s acc ess to pri n ciples.Or we  may ill ustrate b y anotherana log y a  di s t in ction, of imp o r tanc eso emph ati c. TheArc tic  vo yag er s
find tw o descri pt io ns  o f i ce. T h e field- ic e s pr ead s ove r  vastspace s,
a nd  m o ves  with i m me n s e po we r;  but  go es  with  the win d and t he
surfac e-f l ow.Th ebergs,on the contra ry , sit deep ,are  bedde d in the
m ighty under-currents; a n d whenthe  fiel d-ic e was cra shi ng dow n w i th
tid e andstorm ,Dr. K ane f o u nd  th es e heroes h o l din g the ir  ste ady
ine vitable way in the tee th of both. T hus  may o ne  di s co v erme n  wh o are
very massiv e, very po we r fu l, engross i ngsu ch enor mous sp acest hat the re
hardly  seems ro om  int h e w orld for a nybody e lse; butt hey a r eField -ic e
Men;  t hey  repr esentw ith  giga ntic f or ce the  impu ls e of the  hour. But
there is ano ther c lass,  ma king, per hap s , l ittle sho w up on the sur fac e,or ma kin g  it b y al t it ude alone , wh o  represen t  t heg r an d circulati o n s  of 
law,  th e  orbit al c ourses of truth.I t is a questio n of d ept h,o f
pe ne tration. And d ept h, b e it obs er ved, secure s unity;  d i versi ty,
co ntrari ety, co n t en t ion ar e of  th e surface . N um b ers nee dno t  conce rn
u s,  wheth er one hund r e d, or one hundre d mil l i ons,p rov idedal l are
i m bedd ed in the
; they_thrill the_nerve as
well as greet_the eye;_and_the man_consequently_becomes highly amenable
to_his own belief._The primary question respecting_men is this,--How
far_are_they affected by the original axiomatic truths? Truths are like
the winds. Near the earth's_surface_winds blow_in_variable_directions,
and the weathercock becomes the_type of fickleness. So there_is a_class
of little truths, dependent upon ever-variable relations, with_which_it
is the function_of cunning, shrewdness, tact, to deal, and numbers of
men_seldom or never lift their heads_above this weathercock_region._Yet
the_upper air, alike of_the spiritual and the physical atmosphere,_has
its perpetual currents, unvarying as the_revolution of the globe or the
sailing of_constellations; and these fail not to_represent themselves
by eternal tradewinds upon_the surface_of our planet and of_our life.
Now the_grand inquiry_about any man_is,--Does he belong to the great
current,_or to the_lesser ones? He appertains to the_great_in
proportion to his_access_to_principles. Or_we may illustrate_by_another
analogy a_distinction,_of importance so emphatic. The Arctic_voyagers
find_two descriptions of ice. The field-ice spreads_over vast spaces,
and moves_with_immense power; but goes_with the wind and the
surface-flow._The bergs, on the contrary, sit_deep, are_bedded in_the
mighty under-currents; and when the field-ice was crashing down with
tide and_storm, Dr. Kane found these heroes_holding their steady
inevitable way_in the_teeth_of both. Thus_may_one discover_men who are
very massive, very powerful, engrossing_such enormous_spaces that there
hardly seems room in_the world for anybody_else;_but they are Field-ice
Men; they represent_with gigantic force the impulse of_the hour. But
there is another_class,_making,_perhaps, little show upon the_surface,
or making it by altitude alone,_who represent the_grand circulations of
law, the orbital courses of_truth._It is a question of depth,_of
penetration._And depth, be it observed, secures_unity;_diversity,
contrariety,_contention are of the surface._Numbers need not concern
us, whether one_hundred, or one hundred millions, provided all are
imbedded in_the