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I listened with awe and interest

"And the Moon?" I asked eagerly

"The Moon does not exist What we see is the reflection or the electrograph of what she once was At-ago living world upon the heavens, just as Raphael drew his cartoons for the men of to-day to see"

"But," I exclaimed in surprise, "how about the Moon's influence on the tides? and what of eclipses?"

"Not the Moon, but the electric photograph of a once living but now absorbed world, has certainly an influence on the tides The sea is inated with electricity Just as the Sun will absorb colours, so the electricity in the sea is repelled or attracted by the electric picture of the Moon in Heaven Because, as a painting is full of colour, so is that faithful sketch of a vanished sphere, draith a pencil of pure light, full of immense electricity; and to carry the si ht tints, so the electric portrait of the Moon contains various degrees of electric force--which, co in contact with the electricity of the Earth's atmosphere, produces different effects on us and on the natural scenes amid which ell As for eclipses--if you slowly pass a round screen between yourself and a blazing fire, you will only see the edges of the fire In the saraph of the Moon passes at stated intervals between the Earth and the burning world of the Sun"

"Yet surely," I said, "the telescope has enabled us to see the Moon as a solid globe--we have discerned mountains and valleys on its surface; and then it revolves round us regularly--how do you account for these facts?"

"The telescope," returned Heliobas, "is merely an aid to the hu is so easily deceived as our sense of vision, even when assisted by mechanical appliances The telescope, like the stereoscope, simply enables us to see the portrait of the Moon more clearly; but all the same, the Moon, as a world, does not exist Her likeness, taken by electricity,as it lasts itin the universe moves, and moves in a circle Besides which, this portrait of thecomposed of pure electricity, is attracted and forced to follow the Earth by the co influence of the Earth's own electric power Therefore, till the picture fades, itspectre of a dead joy You can understand noe never see e iine to be the OTHER SIDE of the Moon It simply has NO other side, except space Space is the canvas--the Moon is a sketch How interested we are when a discovery is , of which the subject is a perfectly beautiful woman! It bears no name--perhaps no date--but the face that smiles at us is exquisite--the lips yet pout for kisses--the eyes brim over, with love! And we admire it tenderly and reverently--we ive it an honoured place a our art collections With how ht we to look up at the 'Portrait of a Fair Lost Sphere,' circling yonder in that dense ever- of spectators are living and dying worlds!"