the substance of the future, and this, by reason of the limitation of their mental processes, they can neither deal with nor apprehend. For them the Past exists as memory; the Present as fact; but the Future is for them non-existent except as a fugitive speculation of the brain.

It is by means of the faculties of soul that we are able to lay hold upon “the substance of things hoped for;” i.e., of things still in the future (whether they be hoped for or not), and it is well to note that the present writer is not alone in regarding them as substance.

But the modern critical reader, though well weaponed for his favorite pursuit, is woefully deficient in the finer susceptibilities. His life processes centre in an effort to know about things, and that is quite different to knowing the things themselves. For this latter is, in its essence, realisation; a process which is four-dimensional, not three. Therefore it can reach out into the future, it can lay hold upon the future, it can feel and handle that substance which is the future.

These limitations and predilections of the critics were well known, and The Shadow, as we have said, was not written for our threedimensional friends, but for those amongst us who have at least some premonitory stirrings of the fourth. Yet would we not leave even the critics unprovided for, nor the hounds without a bone upon which to try their teeth. For these, the whole matter must be presented in another guise. It must make its appeal to the brain, quite as much as to the soul: it must give them Cause, and Reason, and logical Deduction. So, while The Shadow was written for the psychically awakened ones, The Tocsin was written for those whose consciousness centres more easily in the region of mental and moral concepts.