that mind, and lavish in dispensing to the personality in
_rapport_ the suddenly apprehended riches of its own higher spiritual
nature."

Of the nature of this power, we again find Doctor Quackenbos saying:
"Hypnotic suggestion is a summoning into ascendancy of the true man; an
accentuation of insight into life and its procedures; a revealing, in
all its beauty and strength and significance, of absolute, universal,
and necessary truth; and a portraiture of happiness as the assured
outcome of living in consonance with this truth." The learned doctor
regards hypnotism, indeed, as "a transfusion of personality."

The truth is that there lies in every nature forces which, if recognized
and developed, would lift one to higher planes and induce in him such an
accession of activities and energies as to fairly transform his entire
being and achievement. This would be effected, too, on an absolutely
normal plane. The development of the spiritual faculties is just as
normal as is that of the intellectual. And it is to this development
that we must look for the true communion with those who have passed into
the Unseen. The objective life must be spiritualized. The soul can come
into a deeper realization of its own dignity and the worth of its higher
nature; can discern the spiritual efficiency, the energy commensurate to
every draft upon it.

All, however, that is done by the highest phase of hypnotism, as exerted
by Doctor Quackenbos, can be done by auto-suggestion. The soul has only
to call upon its own higher forces. It has only to act from love and
compassion,--from sympathy and generous aims, and all the infinite power
of the Divine world is at its service.

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[Sidenote: The Service of the Gods.]

"We had letters to send; couriers could not go fast enough, not far
enough; broke their wagons, foundered their horses; bad roads in spring,
snowdrifts in winter, heats in summer; could not get the horses out of a
walk.

"But we found out that the air and earth were full of Electricity, and
always going our way--just the way we wanted to send. _Would he take a
message?_ Just as lief as not; had nothing else to do; would carry it in
no time. Only one doubt occurred one staggering objection--he had no
carpet bag, no visible pockets, no hands, not so much as a mouth, to
carry a letter. But, after much thought and many experiments, we managed
to meet the conditions, and to fold up the lett