The Word (Volume 22); A Monthly Magazine Devoted to Philosophy, Science, Religion Eastern Thought, Occultism, Theosophy and the Brotherhood of Humanity
Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: listening to an unseen speaker. But these things cannot be portrayed in this telling of the few words he spoke in vindication of Mr. Judge. It has been nine years since that meeting, and so vivid is the scene before me now, that I am living it all over again; space and time seem so flimsy when thought can thus annihilate them. Yet the bowed head and the eloquent humility of that chastened spirit pictured in voice and manner are yesterday's memories. He talked almost wholly of the dead, and the past had a charm for him that made him forgetful of the living, and the present. His sister, H. P. B. and Judge?these three who were with him in the beginnings of his life as a Theosophist, were his theme; and, as he was talking with one who recalled to his mind all three, his feelings were deeply stirred. Looking back upon it, I wonder he did not make a stronger recantation than he did, but the reason is to be found in the measure of his emotions. These overpowered him; utterance was difficult where memory and love dominated speech. Feelings unexpressed for years claimed recognition now, and, in the presence of one he trusted, he gave way to them. How much I admired the soul of the man that day! And now, Mr. Editor, this is my story?told in halting fashion, but lacking nothing in love and truth. It has been long delayed, and might have been longer, but for an occurrence, which is interesting, if of no real significance. A few days ago, when I was aimlessly sorting some papers, with the view of destroying them, I came upon a long memorandum I had made on a page of paper that, on the other side, I found, bore the imprint, The Theosophical Society, American Section, General Secretary's Office, 7 West 8th Street, New York City, and which was a letter to me written by Mr. Alexander ...