The minds of the Mass cannot be developed, their social condition cannot be greatly elevated in our present false societies. The present repugnant system of Industry, the Poverty, Discords, Conflicts of Interest, and the miserable methods of Education which exist, are insurmountable obstacles in the way. The first practical condition, consequently, of an Accord of Religion and Science is the establishment of a true Social Order, which will lead to the moral and intellectual elevation of mankind.

2. A great Genius must arise, who, piercing the veil that covers the mysteries of the Universe, will discover, or prepare the way to the discovery of the nature and essence of God, the true Theory of the Immortality of the Soul, the laws of Order and Harmony which govern Creation, and solve the great problems on which Religion and Science are based. This will be declared impossible by the world, for Men have abandoned all hope of comprehending God and the System of Nature; but the human Mind can arrive at this knowledge, and a Genius equal to the task has arisen, and in our age, and has accomplished it. That Genius is CHARLES FOURIER.

An Age never believes in the discoveries of its great minds, and the achievements of FOURIER, - the discovery of the theory of Universal Unity in its five cardinal Branches, will not be understood by the great body even of the educated of the present day. But the few, who have studied thoroughly his discoveries, know that the principles of a true Universal Science are now in the possession of mankind. He has opened the Book of Beauties, in which Humanity henceforth can read, he has explained the nature of Man, and pointed out how, from this and other knowledge, he can attain to a comprehension of the nature and essence of God; he has proved scientifically the Immortality of the Soul, shown the Destiny of the Human Race upon the Earth, and explained in detail the Organization of a true system of Society, which will secure the moral, intellectual, and physical elevation of Mankind, and give to all a higher degree of mental Culture and Development, than the most favored have yet attained.

I will repeat briefly, in concluding, the conditions which must be fulfilled to effect a reconciliation and union of Religion and Science, as it is important to have them clearly

before the mind. The first condition contains properly two within itself, and I will separate them for the sake of greater clearness.

1. A true Social Order must be discovered and established, which will give Education, or intellectual development, and abundance of pecuniary independence to Man, and which will direct and develop properly his passions.

2. The condition of Mankind must be morally and intellectually elevated, so that they can feel purely and comprehend scientifically universal Truth, the Exaltation and Explanation of which are the aims of Religion and Science.

3. Genius must discover the system of the Universe, and give a full and scientific Elucidation of its laws. Such an Elucidation will open to Man views of God, a future state, and the scheme of Creation, infinitely more sublime than his Faith, or the spontaneous conceptions of the Soul, have yet conceived. It will in consequence exalt his Faith, while it satisfies his Reason, and will unite and harmonize them fully.

The age is ready for a great movement; the human Mind has, during the last three centuries, broken the chains of intellectual despotism, and run through an epoch of doubting, criticising, and inconclusive philosophy, and is now prepared for a work of reconstruction,-both in a scientific and religious sense.

The world has nearly thrown off also another despotism, that of the warrior interest, and it is planting the peaceful standard of Production and Industry in its place. Human Intelligence has matured beyond all precedent, during the last hundred years, and must now be capable of comprehending the grand idea of a Social Reform, and the elevation of the Human Race. The Disciples of Fourier hope and trust that it is so, and that the dawn of Universal Truth and Human Happiness is now breaking upon this earth, so long sunk in ignorance, and so long the abode of Tyranny and Misery.

POEMS FOR THE DIAL.

BY JONES VERY.

THE EVENING CHOIR.

THE organ smites the ear with solemn notes
In the dark pines withdrawn, whose shadows fall
Motionless on the moonlit path which leads
To the house of God, within whose porch I stand.
Behold the stars and larger constellations
Of the north hemisphere; glitter more bright
Their ranks, and more harmonious they seem,
As from within swells out the holy song.
The pillars tremble with the waves of sound!
There is in these deep tones a power to abide
Within us; when the hand is mouldered
Of him who sweeps its keys, and silent too
Her voice, who with the organ chants so sweet,
We shall hear echoes of a former strain,
Soft soul-like airs coming we know not whence.
I would that to the noisy throng below,
Which paces restless through the glimmering street,
Might reach this anthem with its cadence soft,
And its loud rising blasts. Men's ears are closed,
And shut their eyes, when from on high the angels
Listen well pleased, and nearer draw to the earth.
Yet here the blind man comes, the only constant
Listener. In the dim-lighted Church, within
Some pew's recess, retired he sits, with face
Upturned as if he saw, as well as heard,
And music was to him another sense :
Some thoughtless at the gate a moment stand,
Whom a chance-wandering melody detains,

And then, forgetful, mingle with the tide.

That bears them on; perchance to wonder whence
It came, or dream from a diviner sphere

To-morrow is the Sabbath-time;

Refreshed by sleep this tired multitude,

Which now by all ways rushes through the city,
Each hurrying to and fro with thoughts of gain,
And harried with the business of the world,
Men with children mixed clamorous and rude,
Shall, all at once, quit their accustomed streets,
And to the temples turn with sober pace,

And decent dress composed for prayer and praise.
Yon gate, that now is shut upon the crowd,
Shall open to the worshippers; by paths
Where not a foot 's now heard, up these high steps
Come arm in arm the mother, father, child,
Brother, and sister, servants and the stranger
Tarrying with them, and the stated priest
Who ministers in holy things. Peace be

On this House, on its courts! May the high hymn
Of praise, that now is sung preparative,
Quiet the rough waves that loud are breaking
At its base, and threatening its high walls.
I would not, when my heart is bitter grown,
And my thoughts turned against the multitude,
War with their earthly temple; mar its stones;
Or, with both pillars in my grasp, shake down
The mighty ruin on their heads. With this
I war not, nor wrestle with the earthly man.
I war with the spiritual temple raised
By pride, whose top is in the heavens, though built
On the earth; whose site and hydra-headed power
Is everywhere; -with Principalities,

And them who rule the darkness of this world,
The Spirits of wickedness that highest stand.
'Gainst this and these I fight; nor I alone,
But those bright stars I see that gather round
Nightly this sacred spot. Nor will they lay
Their glittering armor by, till from heaven's height
Is cast Satan with all his host headlong!
Falling from sphere to sphere, from earth to earth.
Forever; and God's will is done.

THE WORLD.

'Tis all a great show,

The world that we're in,

None can tell when 't was finished, None saw it begin ;

Men wander and gaze through

Its courts and its halls,

Like children whose love is

The picture-hung walls.

There are flowers in the meadow, There are clouds in the sky, Songs pour from the wood-land, The waters glide by;

Too many, too many

For eye or for ear,

The sights that we see,

And the sounds that we hear.

A weight as of slumber

Comes down on the mind,

So swift is Life's train

To its objects we're blind;

I myself am but one

In the fleet-gliding show, Like others I walk,

But know not where I go.

One saint to another

I heard say 'How long?'
I listened, but nought more
I heard of his song;
The shadows are walking
Through city and plain,
How long shall the night

And its shadow remain ?