“Yet must each of us stand or fall by the means he possesses, and the use he makes of them.”

“That is quite true, Roswell; and ask yourself the use to which you put your own faculties.  I do not deny that we are to exercise our reason, but it is within the bounds set for its exercise.  We may examine the evidence of Christianity, and determine for ourselves how far it is supported by reasonable and sufficient proofs; beyond this we cannot be expected to go, else might we be required to comprehend the mystery of our own existence, which just as much exceeds our understanding as any other.  We are told that man was created in the image of his Creator, which means that there is an immortal and spiritual part of him that is entirely different from the material creature One perishes, temporarily at least—­a limb can be severed from the body and perish, even while the body survives; but it is not so with that which has been created in the image of the deity.  That is imperishable, immortal, spiritual, though doomed to dwell awhile in a tenement of clay.  Now, why is it more difficult to believe that pure divinity may have entered into the person of one man, than to believe, nay to feel, that the image of God has entered into the persons of so many myriads of men?  You not only overlook all this, Roswell, but you commit the, to me inexplicable, mistake of believing a part of a mystery, while you hesitate about believing all.  Were you to deny the merits of the atonement altogether, your position would be much stronger than it is in believing what you do.  But, Roswell, we will not embitter the moment of separation by talking more on this subject, now.  I have other things to say to you, and but little time to say them in.  The promise you have asked of me to remain single until your return, I most freely make.  It costs me nothing to give you this pledge, since there is scarce a possibility of my ever marrying another.”

Mary repeated these words, or rather this idea in other words, to Roswell Gardiner’s great delight; and again and again he declared that he could now penetrate the icy seas with a light heart, confident he should find her, on his return, disengaged, and, as he hoped, as much disposed to regard him with interest as she then was.  Nevertheless, Gardiner did not deceive himself as to Mary’s intentions.  He knew her and her principles too well, to fancy that her resolution would be very likely to falter.  Notwithstanding their long and intimate knowledge of each other, at no time had she ever betrayed a weakness that promised to undermine her high sense of duty; and as time increased her means of judging of what those duties were, her submission to them seemed to be stronger and stronger.  Had there been anything stern or repulsive in Mary’s manner of manifesting the feeling that was uppermost in her mind, one of Roswell Gardiner’s temperament would have been very apt to shake off her influence; but, so far from