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The miracle of love
The miracle of love
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General Books publication date: 2009
Original publication date: 1915
Original Publisher: George H. Doran Company Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text.
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Excerpt: VI TO explain the unexplainable has been the hobby and the profession of ten per cent. of the population of the world since Adam delved and Eve span. Mystics, witches, fortune-tellers, clairvoyants, spiritualists, scientists, astrologers, clergymen and doctors -- they have all been at work for ages, some honestly, some as charlatans, some with all the fire and fervour of fanaticism. These three classes of explainers are as busy as ever, and their new names for old mysteries make their appearance with the regularity of clockwork. If Helena, Duchess of Harwich, had arrived at middle age, and had, in consequence, fallen into the bad habit of reading about "New Thought," of sitting at the feet of New Religionists, had dabbled in Christian Science, and had made a protegee of one of the numerous glib and enigmatical females who practise the arts of crystal-gazing and spirit-raising, she might have found a high- sounding, meaningless word for something that happened to her three days after she had left Clive standing outside Victoria Station. She had been up all night, for three nights, in that great, echoing house called Cardinals. She had turned herself into a nurse, and had sat in the room of the stricken man who was her husband only by the laws of the Church and State, and who now, a victim to the terrible disease of creeping paralysis, was less husband than ever. Many women would have done what she was doing under the same circumstances, but not one man in ten thousand. She had returned to the man for whom she had no affection and no respect all burning and ...
Original publication date: 1915
Original Publisher: George H. Doran Company Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text.
When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a million books for free.
Excerpt: VI TO explain the unexplainable has been the hobby and the profession of ten per cent. of the population of the world since Adam delved and Eve span. Mystics, witches, fortune-tellers, clairvoyants, spiritualists, scientists, astrologers, clergymen and doctors -- they have all been at work for ages, some honestly, some as charlatans, some with all the fire and fervour of fanaticism. These three classes of explainers are as busy as ever, and their new names for old mysteries make their appearance with the regularity of clockwork. If Helena, Duchess of Harwich, had arrived at middle age, and had, in consequence, fallen into the bad habit of reading about "New Thought," of sitting at the feet of New Religionists, had dabbled in Christian Science, and had made a protegee of one of the numerous glib and enigmatical females who practise the arts of crystal-gazing and spirit-raising, she might have found a high- sounding, meaningless word for something that happened to her three days after she had left Clive standing outside Victoria Station. She had been up all night, for three nights, in that great, echoing house called Cardinals. She had turned herself into a nurse, and had sat in the room of the stricken man who was her husband only by the laws of the Church and State, and who now, a victim to the terrible disease of creeping paralysis, was less husband than ever. Many women would have done what she was doing under the same circumstances, but not one man in ten thousand. She had returned to the man for whom she had no affection and no respect all burning and ...