" [6]
Our life is surrounded with mystery, our very world is a speck in
boundless space; and not only the period of our own individual life, but
that of the whole human race is, as it were, but a moment in the eternity
of time. We cannot imagine any origin, nor foresee the conclusion.
But though we may not as yet perceive any line of research which can give
us a clue to the solution, in another sense we may hold that every
addition to our knowledge is one small step toward the great revelation.
Progress may be more slow, or more rapid. It may come to others and not to
us. It will not come to us if we do not strive to deserve it. But come it
surely will.
"Yet one thing is there that ye shall not slay,
Even thought, that fire nor iron can affright." [7]
The future of man is full of hope, and who can foresee the limits of his
destiny?
[1] Lubbock. _Fifty Years of Science_.
[2] _The Senses of Animals_.
[3] Lubbock. _Fifty Years of Science_.
[4] _Ants, Bees, and Wasps_.
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