No man knew when the Shuttle began its slow and heavy weaving from shore to shore, that it was held and guided by the great hand of Fate. Fate alone saw the meaning of theweb it wove, the might of it, and its place in the making of a world's history. Men thoughtbut little of either web or weaving, calling them by other names and lighter ones, for thetime unconscious of the strength of the thread thrown across thousands of miles of leaping, heaving,...