Islam Rediscovered
24. A Case of Discovery*
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my weary soul has at last found refuge and
consolation in a religion based on a Revelation that
has remained unaltered ever since its first
compilation under the first Caliph, and in a creed
that acknowledges as its Prophet of God, one whose
historical personality is not only unquestionable but
about whose youth, appearance, daily habits and
even personal characteristics we know almost as
much as we do about those of Oliver Cromwell or
of Napoleon Bonaparte. You may slander or revile
him if you choose, as so many Christian and other
writers have done for centuries, but you can’t throw
even the least shadow of doubt on the historical
basis of that immense personality that has stamped
itself so deep on the rolls of Time as to make
Christendom grow pale before that august and
illustrious name even to this day. But Christendom
need not grow pale at all. If it only knew his life and
character as it really was—so noble, so genuine and
withal, so loveable, Christendom would admire,
honour and love him as all Muslims do. In the
Prophet Muhammad, may peace be upon him, there
is nothing vague and shadowy, mythical or
mysterious, as, for instance, in Zoroaster and
Sreekrishna, or even in Buddha and Christ. The
