METEMPSYCHOSIS[1]
"Those theories which you call wild dreams," cried the Doctor, rising to his feet as he spoke, his features glowing with enthusiasm under the moon, "are but the mystic veils with which the eternal Isis veils her awful face. Your deep German philosophy is shallow—your modern pantheism vaguer than smoke—compared with the mighty knowledge of the East. The theories of the greatest modern thinkers were taught in India before the name of Rome was heard in the world; and our scientific researches of to-day simply confirm most ancient Oriental beliefs, which we, in our ignorance, have spoken of as dreams of madmen."
"Yes, but surely, you cannot otherwise characterize the idea of the transmigration of souls?"
"Ah! souls, souls," replied the stranger, drawing at his cigar until it glowed like a carbuncle in the night,—"we have nothing to do with souls, but with facts. The metempsychosis is only the philosophic symbol of a vast
- ↑ Item, September 7, 1880.
