secret drawers have been unlocked.  We are sometimes told that science has added much to the store of man’s knowledge but nothing to the strength of his mind or the nobility of his character.  That is a serious mistake.  With the enlarged visions of the universe, with clearer conceptions of our cosmic relations, with the national neighborliness which is now a necessity, the capacity and the quality of the soul must change.  Nay, it has already changed, for we inhabit the same lands over which savages formerly roamed, and we find in the earth and air what they never found; and when we look up into the great wide sky and say, “The Heavens declare the glory of God,” we are not thinking of a tribal Deity, or a partial, and more or less passionate, monarch enthroned in the midst of his splendors, but of the King Eternal, immortal, invisible.  Knowledge tends to enlarge the mind by which it is acquired.  All faculties are strengthened by use.

History has moved along a bloody pathway, or, to revert to the figure of a stream, is indeed a river of “tears and blood.”  The horrors of the process by which the race has been lifted can hardly be exaggerated.  I do not forget them while I put stronger emphasis on the fact that the outcome of all the struggle of individuals, the conflict of classes, and the wars of nations has been a nobler and purer quality of soul,—­not less heroic but more sacrificial, not less strong but far more virtuous.

The growth of the individual soul is mirrored in the progress of the race.  When we have learned to read aright the history of the world, we are informed as to the interior forces which have made civilization.  Events are expressions of thoughts; institutions are manifestations of soul.  If there has been progress in institutions there must have been an equal progress in the souls which are the real forces by which progress is always won.  As history has been the evolution of humanity toward finer forms, so it is the assurance that the forces which have been at work in the past will not cease, but steadily continue until “the pile is complete.”  The perfect society will be composed of perfected individuals.  History as prophecy is harmonious with soul as prophecy.

The future state of the soul has been the subject of rare fascination for the world’s great thinkers.  Nearly all religions have a forward look.  “The Golden Age” lies far in the distance, but it has commanded the faith of all the seers.  It has sometimes been a dream concerning individuals, and again a vision of the perfected society, but in reality the two are one, for the social organism is but a congeries of individuals.  Bacon dreamed of New Atlantis, Sir Thomas More saw the fair walls of Utopia rising in the future, Plato defined the boundaries of the ideal Republic, Augustine wrote of the glories of the Civitate Dei, and Tennyson with matchless music has sung of the crowning race:—­

    “Ring out old shapes of foul disease;
      Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;
      Ring out the thousand wars of old,
    Ring in the thousand years of peace.