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 virtue, aspiration, expression—each one step nearer the goal.' Go a little deeper, and in the centre of the brain you will find a !—his part of God crowded into less than three square inches of surface. Here is the seat of the soul; here is the Grand Dépôt, at which all the Nerve, and Thought, and. Knowing, Thinking and Feeling trains, and telegraphic lines converge and meet! This Winged Globe is a House of Many Mansions, eternal in itself; and the principal parlor, in the grandest palace of them all, is devoted to the Peerless Power—! Born in man, it often lies perdu, or latent, till the final passage, and never bursts into full activity at once, save in very rare instances, as in the case of those wonderful genii, Newton, La Place, and men of that order; and even in these, it is only partially active. It requires peculiar conditions for its expansion, just as the reasoning and other faculties require time and exercise. The soul is really a divine monad a particle, so to speak, of the Divine brain—a celestial corruscation from the Eternal heart; and, for that reason, an eternal existence—immortality being its very essence, and expansion constituting its majestic nature; and the Soul, this monad, was once an integer of God himself—was sent forth by His fiat—became incarnated and an individual, separate and distinct from, yet having strong affinities for all things material—stronger for all things spiritual, and for its brethren