of the earth through INSPIRATION, which is thy special Art. Thy color indicates for me the ‘middle path’—the dawn that arches light and shade—twilight joining night and day; balance, truth, INSPIRATION for the body, mind and soul.

“White-man, I speak last to you because thy color is the composite of all the rest. In you reside all others—a grave RESPONSIBILITY. Thy color is to signify an understanding and unselfish Love, for containing as it does the others, it must prove the age-old Teaching, ‘All in One.’” The Voice paused for an instant, then resumed:

“The hope was that the races of the earth might come to realize the beauty of the Plan and understand the meaning of the human color chart; might recognize Humanity as the ‘Great Flag’ displaying Mercy—Justice over Nationalities. Let each member now return to his Race-Group and make clear the purpose of the ‘color’ it is privileged to bear in the Planetary Banner I have draped about the earth.”

The Voice ceased. The intent Five were as sleepers startled from a dream.—What of that Voice? Had it been audible to each of them alike, or was it a secret thought sensed only in the heart? None knew or inquired regarding it, but the eyes of each were strangely clear and free. One whispered “LIFE,” another “HEALTH,” another murmured “INTELLIGENCE,” then came “INSPIRATION,” followed by a brave “RESPONSIBILITY!”

The quick handclasp of farewell spoke not of separation, but of rare fellowship as in some mystic way the mind of each beheld a vision of the earth, an orb of beauty whirling through its course, forever sending through its radiant light, brilliant flashes of Black, Red and Yellow, Brown and White.