by swami vivekananda
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...MASTER. February 14th, 1894, stands out in my memory as a day apart, a sacred, holy day ; for it was then that I first saw the form and lis- tened to the voice of that Great Soul, that Spiritual Giant, the Swami Vivekananda who, two years later, to my great joy and never- ceasing wonder, accepted me as a disciple. He had been lecturing in the large cities of this country and on the above date gave the first of a series of lectures in Detroit, in the Unitarian Church. The large edifice was literally packed and the Swami received an ovation. I can see him yet as he stepped upon the platform, a regal, majestic figure, vital, 24 The Master forceful, dominant, and at the first sound of the wonderful voice, a voice all music now like the plaintive minor strain of an Eolian harp, again, deep, vibrant, resonant there was a hush, a stillness that could almost be felt, and the vast audience breathed as one man. The Swami gave five public lectures and he held his audiences, for his was the grasp...