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proportions. As I made this happy discovery, there flashed across me something of the deeper meanings slumbering beneath the phrases "love, loving, and lovely;" and I could comprehend why one person should become so en rapport, so obsessed with, and possessed and absorbed by another, as to lose not only all self-control, but self altogether. I could now understand why the most loving must ever remain apart, even in the most interior communion on earth, until there are no dull senses to be bridged, and understand the amazing difference between a love that seeks its solace through sense, and that which brings souls together. While people are enwrapped in flesh and blood, love is often obliged to express itself in modes distasteful to its higher nature, and unworthy of itself. Not so in the Soul-world; for there the very joy (magnetic, if you please,) which one lover feels in the mere presence of the other, reaches a point of fullness, completion and intensity that mere nervous filaments are incapable of conveying, mere nervous exhalations can never give. No body, is capable either of giving or receiving, even with the strongest efforts of will, even a foretaste of the joys which the soul, freed therefrom, can and does spontaneously. The keenest Sybarite,—the finest-nerved voluptuary can have no adequate conception, either of the nature or the depth of the joy imparted mutually by two loving souls in the higher worlds. Love, I have said, I knew but little of, and cared less for, previous to my departure; but now, as I gazed upon myself, and realized for what I was intended, there arose a something within assuring me Of ray boundless—limitless capacity to and for love. And then the gentle hint of Nellie came