filled with
accounts of his legitimate employments, while at the same time he
is leading the life of the prodigal, the spendthrift, the dissipated
sot.

The dual life has been depicted in powerful colors by poets and
writers of fiction; as, for instance, by Hawthorne in his "Scarlet
Letter," by Robert Louis Stevenson in his "Doctor Jekyll and Mr.
Hyde." I suppose if there be such a thing as hell on earth, the
double life is another name for it. Yet I know of no writer of
fiction whose plummet has sounded the depths of this hell. In
Stevenson's story one gets the impression of a too mechanical
separation between the two sides. The man is at one moment the
benevolent doctor, and at another the malignant fiend. The device
of the drug is introduced to explain the transition; but the
transformation is too sudden, too abrupt. Jekyll and Hyde dwell
side by side in the same body, and the relations between them have
not been wrought out with sufficient subtlety. It is rather a broad
moral parable than a subtle study of man's dual nature.

The initial point I desire to make is, that in certain cases the inner
torture and anguish of the dual life can only be ended by publishing
the secret, so long and jealously hidden. Just as the criminal must
stand judgment in a court of law, so must the double-minded man
stand judgment in the court of public opinion. It is not possible to
determine by a hard and fast line, when such exposure is
obligatory; but in general it may be said that it is required in those
cases where publicity is necessary to set things right and to repair
the wrong that has been done to others.

There are, however, cases in which others are not affected, or only
indirectly so; in which the evil relates to the personal life and its
consequences are private to the man himself. The situation is such
as is described by Goethe, when he speaks of the two souls
dwelling within the human breast; the soul itself in its own sphere
being divided against itself. The man is conscious of rectitude in
one part of his conduct, of magnanimous impulses, of high and
noble aspirations. He feels himself allied on one side to what is
best and purest, and at the same time is aware of another side
which in his saner moments fills him with loathing, and poisons for
him life's cup of satisfaction. It is of this class of cases that I
propose to speak. And here the terrible fact stares us in the face,
that if the dual life be interpreted in