hen in its silvery brightness, and as it
looked down on that hallowed scene it sent forth such a glow of light as
illuminated the whole heavens and earth. I looked at the planets
witnessing that blissful scene. They were more brilliant than ever, and
vied with each other in sending forth their bright lights. I looked at
the whole canopy of the heavens and, just as the two embraced, an
unusual number of stars of the first magnitude appeared and the whole
sky was decked with millions of fiery worlds. And why should the
heavens not be brilliant on an occasion when the love in two divine ones
is plighted?

Their little whisperings at intervals during the silence, which they are
enjoying, are too sacred to record here; and while they are in that
exceedingly blissful state of mind the thought came to me to note the
nature of kisses. There is the cold kiss, which upon receiving one
wishes he had not been kissed. Then there is the average common kiss.
Then there is the kiss of friendship. Then there is the ordinary love
kiss. Then there is the warm, passionate kiss. But superior to them all
is the pure, spiritual kiss, so intensely sweet, but so very, very rare.
To give such a kiss, and even to enjoy receiving it, one must have a
very high quality of organism. The cells of the brain, the blood which
flows through the arteries and veins, the tissues of the whole body must
have been formed and built up by that all powerful agent, thought. And
that thought must be of the highest order; it must have emptied itself
of all but love, that love which takes in all, and from that thought and
life comes the manifestation of harmony, purity, sweetness, truth and
love. Blessed, thrice blessed indeed, is such a person.

When two persons of that type of character come together in love, giving
each other through kisses, the expression of their affection, that
kissing is bliss indeed.

After the silence and whisperings of deep love thoughts were over,
Stella with her face looking so beautiful, being flushed from the
realization of her love, said: "Penloe, dear, I knew that you were
different from most men in not being dependent on the love of a woman
for your happiness; for you had within you a deep well of living water
from whence came all your joy, and you drank deep draughts from it
daily. Yes, dear, I knew your thoughts, your hopes, your happiness was
centered in that Blessed Infinite One and He was the source of your
peace, your joy and