“I saw among them a stately old man, robed in a cream-coloured gown, his white hair and beard shining in the sun. He displayed a beauty of stature, an inevitable harmony of attitude and dress I had never seen nor thought of in men. Without having ever visualized the Master, I knew that this was He. My whole body underwent a shock. My heart leaped, my knees weakened, a thrill of acute, receptive feeling flowed from head to foot. I seemed to have turned into some most sensitive sense-organ, as if eyes and ears were not enough for this sublime impression. In every part of me I stood aware of ‘Abdu’l-Baha’s presence. From sheer happiness I wanted to cry -- it seemed the most suitable form of self-expression at my command. While my own personality was flowing away, a new being, not my own assumed its place. A glory, as it were from the summits of human nature poured into me, and I was conscious of a most intense impulse to admire. In ‘Abdu’l-Baha I felt the awful presence of Baha’u’llah, and, as my thoughts returned to activity, I realized that I had thus drawn as near as man now may to pure spirit and pure being... I yielded to a feeling of reverence which contained more than the solution of intellectual or moral problems. To look upon so wonderful a human being, to respond utterly to the charm of His presence -- this brought me continual happiness. I had no fear that its effects would pass away and leave me unchanged. I was content to remain in the background...
‘Abdu’l-Baha answered
questions and made frequent observations on religion in the West. He laughed
heartily from time to time -- indeed, the idea of asceticism or useless misery
of any kind cannot attach itself to this fully-developed personality. The divine
element in Him does not feed at the expense of the human element, but appears
rather to vitalize and enrich the human element by its own abundance, as if He
had attained His spiritual development by fulfilling His social relations with
the utmost ardour...”
When the time drew near for them to leave, Horace, (like others), having received a gift of a Baha’i ringstone, requested ‘Abdu’l-Baha to take it in His hands as he wanted to give it to his child “a blessing”, as he wrote, “for my baby girl who thus, as it were, accompanied us on our pilgrimage and shares its benefits”.
When ‘Abdu’l-Baha was in Paris, Horace again had the privilege of meeting Him and hearing many of His intimate daily talks. Doris Pascal, later to become Doris Holley, remembers being present on one of those occasions and seeing ‘Abdu’l-Baha holding on his knee Horace’s daughter Hertha. This contact with ‘Abdu’l-Baha in the early days of Horace’s Baha’i life left a deep mark on him. The Master had entered the door of his heart and never left it again. Through many of the trials and bitter experiences of life this core of sweetness left by that great privilege sustained and nourished him.
- Ruhiyyih Khanum (The Baha’i World 1954-1963)