ll that makes the life glorious? Our ideal soul
has sunk into degradation! She has flung herself from her
proud and happy throne, wounding our faith with impious
sacrilege!

"Never before in the history of the world has the treachery
of a goddess been manifest; we have had occasion hitherto
only to mourn the apostasy of the worshipper. Now what
avails our worship, if the object of our adoration fails us
in the hour of need? Who is to console the bereavement of
millions, when their consoler has hopelessly abandoned them?
We say to both his majesty the king and government, follow
the iconoclasts with the sword of justice; no punishment is
too severe for such perfidious workers of iniquity! Death on
the magnic scaffold is the penalty for the infatuation of
the goddess and her atheistic lover! Wanting both men and
money, the standard of revolt will be brought down by the
first blow, and his majesty's troops can be relied upon to
bring the rebels to swift justice. Let them be covered with
eternal infamy who will support this fearful apostasy!"

It became necessary for Lyone to publish the following manifesto to
the nation, stating briefly the reasons that led to her renunciation
of Harikar, to become the apostle of a new creed of one body and one
soul:

"LYONE, _who has been until now Supreme Goddess of the faith
of Harikar, to her faithful people, greeting_:

"I, who have been exalted to the high seat of honor on the
throne of the gods, as the incarnation of the supreme soul,
having received divine honors at your hands, desire at this
crisis to make known to you the nature of the reform I seek
to establish in the faith and worship of Atvatabar.

"I do not seek to annihilate your faith, with all its tender
and memorable qualities. I simply seek to reform such
religion, making it more natural, more holy. All things that
exist do change; if they do not rise to greater glory, they
must sink to profounder shame. I, who have been your goddess
during a long and blessed Nirvana, know how much you love
me. I know that round my throne a tempest of passion has
swept for years, filling me with its ecstasy. But I hasten
to tell you that the delights of Egyplosis have been
purchased at a fearful price. The sacrifices of its priests
and priestesses have