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 civil wars, not only with the permission, but by command of the Parliament, certain rapacious hands stripped not only my house of all its furniture, but what is subject of far greater regret to me, my enemies abstracted from my museum the fruits of many years of toil.’

It was left for succeeding generations to mourn over the troubles of this great master, and to appreciate the worth which brought upon him the vengeance of his contemporaries.

The memory of the great discoverer has now a place in the heart of every lover of truth. He lived to surprise the world by the display of rare gifts, and it is for me, standing within these walls, decorated by the work of his honoured hands, reverently to ask your loving remembrance of one whose labours are, to us, an eternal monument of greatness, and who now, numbered among the mighty dead, bids us, by his high example, to go onward hopefully and fearlessly to the last.


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 an imperfect conception of the magnitude of the task, I undertook the delivery of the Harveian Oration; and, on becoming a more diligent student of the works of Harvey, the little confidence I had felt in my capability fairly deserted me, and my anxiety wellnigh amounted to despair.

I would crave your forgiveness for my temerity, and your indulgence for my treatment of a subject which, for its full illustration, demands not merely an acquaintance with its history, but the power of appreciating the high moral qualities by which the discoverer of the circulation supported himself under the many trials of an eventful life—trials resulting from the contact of greatness with the envy and littleness of mankind.


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 ships to which the life of a missionary is exposed. This cowardice made him diligent in the invention of objections and excuses; but he found it impossible wholly to shake off the belief that such was the injunction of his duty. The belief, after every new conflict with his passions, acquired new strength; and, at length, he formed a resolution of complying with what he deemed the will of heaven.

The North American Indians naturally presented themselves as the first objects for this species of benevolence. As soon as his servitude expired, he converted his little fortune into money, and embarked for Philadelphia. Here his fears were revived, and a nearer survey of savage manners once more shook his resolution. For a while he relinquished his purpose, and, purchasing a farm on the Schuylkill, within a few miles of the city, set himself down to the cultivation of it. The cheapness of land, and the service of African slaves, which were then in general use, gave him, who was poor in Europe, all the advantages of wealth. He passed fourteen years in a thrifty and laborious manner. In this time new objects, new employments, and new associates appeared to have nearly obliterated the devout impressions of his youth. He now became acquainted with a woman of a meek and quiet disposition, and of slender acquirements like himself. He proffered his hand and was accepted.

His previous industry had now enabled him to dispense with personal labour, and direct attention to his own concerns. He enjoyed leisure, and was visited afresh by devotional contemplation. The reading of the Scriptures, and other religious books, became once more his favourite employment. His ancient belief relative to the conversion of the savage tribes was revived with uncommon energy. To the former obstacles were now added the pleadings of parental and conjugal love. The struggle was long and vehement; but his sense of duty would not be stifled or enfeebled, and finally triumphed over every impediment.

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172 10. And he called the multitude, and said unto them, Hear, and understand: 11. Not that which goeth into the mouth defileth a man; but that which cometh out of the mouth, this defileth a man. 12. Then came his disciples, and said unto him, Knowest thou that the Pharisees were offended, after they heard this saying? 13. But he answered and said, Every plant which my heavenly Father hath not planted, shall be rooted up. 14. Let them alone: they be blind leaders of the blind. And if the blind lead the blind, both shall fall into the ditch. 15. Then answered Peter and said unto him, Declare unto us this parable. 16. And Jesus said, Are ye also yet without understanding? 17. Do not ye yet understand, that whatsoever entereth in at the mouth goeth into the belly, and is cast out into the draught? 18. But those things which proceed out of the mouth come forth from the heart; and they defile the man. 19. For out of the heart proceed evil thoughts, murders, adulteries, fornications, thefts, false witness, blasphemies. 20. These are the things which defile a man: but to eat with unwashen hands defileth not a man.

Christ having proved that the disciples, in eating with unwashen hands, were not to be blamed, as transgressing the traditions and injunctions of the elders, comes here to show that they were not to be blamed, as having done any thing that was in itself evil. In the former part of his discourse he over turned the authority of the law, and in this the reason of it. Observe,

1.I. [sic] The solemn introduction to this discourse; (v. 10.) He called the multitude. They were withdrawn while Christ discoursed with the Scribes and Pharisees; probably those proud men ordered them to withdraw, as not willing to talk with Christ in their hearing; Christ must favour them at their pleasure with a discourse in private. But Christ had a regard to the multitude; he soon despatched the Scribes and Pharisees, and then turned them off, and invited the mob, the multitude, to be his hearers: thus the poor are evangelized; and the foolish things of the world, and things that are despised, hath Christ chosen. The humble Jesus embraced those whom the proud Pharisees looked upon with disdain, and to them he designed it for a mortification. He turns from them as wilful and unteachable, and turns to the multitude, who, though weak, were humble, and willing to be taught. To them he said, Hear, and understand. Note, What we hear from the mouth of Christ, we must give all diligence to understand. Not only scholars, but even the multitude, the ordinary people, must apply their minds to understand the words of Christ. He therefore calls upon them to understand, because the lesson he was now about to teach them, was contrary to the notions which they had sucked in with their milk from their teachers; and overturned many of the customs and usages which they were wedded to, and laid stress upon. Note, There is need of a great intention of mind and clearness of understanding, to free men from those corrupt principles and practices which they have been bred up in and long accustomed to; for in that case the understanding it commonly bribed and biassed by prejudice.

II. The truth itself laid down, (v. 11.) in two propositions, which were opposite to the vulgar errors of that time, and were therefore surprising.

1. Not that which goes into the mouth defiles the man. It is not the kind or quality of our food, nor the condition of our hands, that affects the soul with any moral pollution or defilement. The kingdom of God is not meat and drink, Rom. 14. 17. That defiles the man, by which guilt is contracted before God, and the man is rendered offensive to him, and disfitted for communion with him; now what we eat, if we do not eat unreasonably and immoderately, does not this; for to the pure all things are pure, Tit. 1. 15. The Pharisees carried the ceremonial pollutions, by eating such and such meats, much further than the law intended, and burdened it with additions of their own, which our Saviour witnesses against; intending hereby to pave the way to a repeal of the ceremonial law in that matter. He was now beginning to teach his followers to call nothing common or unclean; and if Peter, when he was bid to kill and eat, had remembered this word, he would not have said, Not so, Lord, Acts 10. 13—15. 28.

2. But that which comes out of the mouth, this defiles a man. We are polluted, not by the meat we eat with unwashen hands, but by the words we speak from an unsanctified heart; so it is that the mouth causeth the flesh to sin, Eccl. 5. 6. Christ, in a former discourse, had laid a great stress upon our words; (ch. 12. 36, 37.) and that was intended for reproof and warning to those that cavilled at him: this here is intended for reproof and warning to those that cavilled at the disciples, and censured them. It is not the disciples that defile themselves with what they eat, but the Pharisees that defile themselves with what they speak spitefully and censoriously of them. Note, Those who charge guilt upon others for transgressing the commandments of men, many times bring greater guilt upon themselves by transgressing the law of God against rash judging. Those most defile themselves, who are most forward to censure the defilements of others.

III. The offence that was taken at this truth, and the account brought to Christ of that offence; (v. 12.) "The disciples said unto him, Knowest thou that the Pharisees were offended, and didst thou not foresee that they would be so, at this saying, and would think the worse of thee and of thy doctrine for it, and be the more enraged at thee ?"

1. It was not strange that the Pharisees should he offended at this plain truth, for they were men made up of error and enmity, mistake and malice. Sore eyes cannot bear clear light; and nothing is more provoking to proud imposers than the undeceiving of those whom they have first blindfolded, and then enslaved. It should seem that the Pharisees, who were strict observers of the traditions, were more offended than the Scribes, who were the teachers of them; and perhaps they were as much galled with the latter part of Christ's doctrine, which taught a strictness in the government of our tongue, as with the former part, which taught an indifference about washing our hands; great contenders for the formalities of religion, being commonly as great contemners of the substantial of it.

2. The disciples thought it strange that their Master should say that which he knew would give so much offence; he did not use to do so: surely, think they, if he had considered how provoking it would be, he would not have said it. But he knew what he said, and to whom he said it, and what would be the effect of it; and would teach us, that though in indifferent things we must be tender of giving offence, yet we must not, for fear of that, evade any truth or duty. Truth must be owned, and duty


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 envy. Intellectual exercise of every kind was perfectly familiar to him; and lie could, with equal ease and without premeditation, enter into solid and elaborate argument or sport in all the luxuriance of fiction. Mild, retiring, and amiable, his manners had a simplicity and unobtrusiveness and his conversation a sweetness that cannot soon be for gotten by his friends. With great colloquial powers and inexhaustible stores of knowledge, he would frequently listen and modestly receive from others what he was much better qualified to give. No one enjoyed with a keener relish the delights of social intercourse; but it was in the converse of the domestic circle that his gratification was complete. He enjoyed the singular felicity of numbering among his best friends his relations by marriage as well as by birth, by whom his memory is cherished with the warmest affection and reverence. The literature of America owes him much, and our countrymen will do justice to the merits of one equally entitled to the admiration of the mind and the homage of the heart.

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work is called a "romance," because the incidents, characters, time, and scenery, are alike romantic. And in shaping this old tale, the Writer neither dares, nor desires, to claim for it the dignity or cumber it with the difficulty of an historic novel.

And yet he thinks that the outlines are filled in more carefully, and the situations (however simple) more warmly coloured and quickened, than a reader would expect to find in what is called a "legend."

And he knows that any son of Exmoor, chancing on this volume, cannot fail to bring to mind the nurse-tales of his childhood—the savage deeds of the outlaw Doones in the depth of Bagworthy Forest, the beauty of the hapless maid brought up in the midst of them, the plain John Ridd's Herculean power, and (memory's too congenial food) the exploits of Tom Faggus.


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2 is surely laid in the establishment of those schools;” they were all conducted on the Bell and Lancaster system, which Mr. May had introduced into them with great success. Government availed itself of the services of Messrs. Pearson and Harley, who were Missionaries, to establish a number of Vernacular Schools between and. Crowds attended the schools, but their efforts, through not having suitable successors, were not followed up. Yet the seeds of knowledge they sowed in the Vernacular have fructified into the English schools which are now in Chinsura. Some of the best Educational Works in the Vernacular were composed for those schools. In 1819 Messrs. Pearson and Harley had under their superintendence at Chinsura seventeen schools and 1,500 children; at twelve schools and 1,266 children, all conducted on the Madras system, and supported by Government at an expense per mensem of Rupees 800. Dr. Bell’s “Instructions for modelling schools” were translated and introduced, Mr. Pearson writes—“I have heard it spoken of by the Natives as wonderful to see a boy in tears at losing his place in the class.” The Court of Directors made a special grant to those schools, in which the pupils learned more rapidly than in the common schools.

Lushington, in his “History of Calcutta Institutions” gives the following notice of Mr. May’s exertions:—

“At the beginning of July 1811, this benevolent and meritorious individual, while residing at Chinsura as a Dissenting minister, with a very narrow income, opened a school in his dwelling-house, proposing gratuitously to teach the natives reading, writing, and arithmetic. On the first day sixteen boys attended. In the course of the month of August the scholars became too numerous to be accommodated under his lowly roof; a spacious apartment being allotted to him in the Fort by Mr. Forbes, the Commissioner of Chinsura, the list of attendance at the commencement of October had swelled to ninety-two. In January 1815 Mr. May opened a village or branch school, at a short distance from Chinsura, and in the following month of June, not twelve months since the commencement of his undertaking, he had established sixteen schools, including the central one at Chinsura, to which 951 pupils resorted.

“Mr. May encountered some slight impediments in the commencement of his labours from the prejudices of the natives; chiefly, however, among the old teachers of the indigenous schools, who, from interested motives, naturally did not fail to foment the apprehensions at first entertained by some, that he intended to convert them to Christianity. His wise and conciliatory measures, however, soon removed distrust from their minds, and satisfied them that he meditated no interference with their religious opinions. The objection of the school-masters did not long exist, for the extension of the branch schools on the new principle, ultimately created a demand for additional teachers, who were, in many cases, provided from the class above mentioned. Although the opposition alluded to was ultimately overcome, it must not be supposed that the establishment of the schools was achieved without considerable difficulty: the introduction alone of a new plan of education among an ignorant people, notorious for their indolence, apathy, and attachment to established habits, involving frequent journeys, visits, and conferences, effected in an hostile climate, and with very imperfect accommodation, required no common


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Rh exertion of patience, self-denial, fortitude, and perseverance. Add to this the labour of superintendence, and Mr. May’s indefatigable efforts may be justly appreciated. The branch schools were situated, some of them ten miles above, and some six miles below, Chinsura; nevertheless, Mr. May and his assistants contrived to visit twenty-six branch schools sixty times in three months.

“The success of Mr. May, and his unexceptionable mode of intercourse with the natives having been brought by Mr. Forbes to the notice of the Government, a monthly sum of 600 rupees was granted to enable Mr. May to prosecute his undertaking, Mr, Forbes being desired to superintend the detailed application of the funds.

“Towards the latter end of 1815, the attendance on Mr. May’s establishments was somewhat diminished by the formation of several schools by natives, partly from motives of ostentation, and partly with views of opposition to Mr. May; but it soon became manifest that his plan of education was as inoffensive to their prejudices, as it was superior to their own mode of instruction, and its progress now exceeded his most sanguine expectation.

“The attendance of the children in the Fort being inconvenient, the central school was removed to a short distance from Chinsura, and Mr. May, adverting to the increase of the schools, and the great augmentation of the number of children on the books, which amounted, early in 1816, to 2,136, projected the formation of a school for teachers, as necessary to the extension of his plan, and the perpetuation of the means of instruction. A few youths were accordingly taken on probation, their education, food and clothes being furnished to them free of expense. After performing for a time the duties of monitors at the Central school, and receiving more especial instructions from Mr. May, they were sent to the village schools to learn accurately the plan observed there, and thus they became qualified to discharge the duties of instructors themselves. So popular was the latter institution, that a blind man performed a journey of three days on foot for the purpose of securing a place in it for his nephew.

“Nor did the higher class of natives in the vicinity withhold their confidence from the general scheme of education. The Rajah of Burdwan, and two other individuals of consideration, each established a school, the former of whom subsequently transferred his school to English superintendence. From the earliest stage, one-third of the children in attendance at the schools were Brahmans. At first a Brahman boy would not sit down on the same mat with one of another caste. The teachers also made the same objection, which has of late been voluntarily relinquished.

“In August 1818 Mr. May’s course of usefulness was arrested by death; but this excellent man was not removed from the scene of his labours until he had witnessed how complete was their present beneficial operation, to which satisfaction he might have added, had his modest and unassuming nature admitted of it, the anticipation that future generations would be indebted to his care for their redemption from ignorance and degradation. At the time of his decease, the existence of thirty-six schools, attended by above 3,000 natives, both Hindus and Mohammedans, attested his zeal, his prudence, and benevolent perseverance. Mr. May was succeeded in the charge of the Government Schools by Mr. Pearson, who, assisted by Mr. Harley, followed his footsteps with equal ability and judgment. The endeavours of these gentlemen were, at first, chiefly directed to the introduction of further improvements in the native education, the plan of instruction approaching, as nearly as possible, to that adopted in the National Society’s Schools in England, with the modifications suggested by local circumstances, and some ingenious and expedient additions made by the new managers.”


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anybody cares to read a simple tale told simply, I, John Ridd, of the parish of Oare, in the county of Somerset, yeoman and churchwarden, have seen and had a share in some doings of this neighbourhood, which I will try to set down in order, God sparing my life and memory. And they who light upon this book should bear in mind not only that I write for the clearing of our parish from ill-fame and calumny, but also a thing which will, I trow, appear too often in it, to wit—that I am nothing more than a plain, unlettered man, not read in foreign languages, as a gentleman might be, nor gifted with long words (even in mine own tongue), save what I may have won from the Bible or Master William Shakespeare, whom, in the face of common opinion, I do value highly. In short, I am an ignoramus, but pretty well for a yeoman.


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 My father being of good substance, at least as we reckon in Exmoor, and seized in his own right, from many generations, of one, and that the best and largest, of the three farms into which our parish is divided (or rather the cultured part thereof), he, John Ridd, the elder, churchwarden and overseer, being a great admirer of learning, and well able to write his name, sent me his only son to be schooled at Tiverton, in the county of Devon. For the chief boast of that ancient town (next to its woollen staple) is a worthy grammar-school, the largest in the west of England, founded and handsomely endowed in the year 1604, by Master Peter Blundell, of that same place, clothier.

Here, by the time I was twelve years old, I had risen into the upper school, and could make bold with Eutropius and Cæsar—by aid of an English version—and as much as six lines of Ovid. Some even said that I might, before manhood, rise almost to the third form, being of a persevering nature; albeit, by full consent of all (except my mother), thick-headed. But that would have been, as I now perceive, an ambition beyond a farmer's son; for there is but one form above it, and that made of masterful scholars, entitled rightly "monitors." So it came to pass, by the grace of God, that I was called away from learning, whilst sitting at the desk of the junior first in the upper school, and beginning the Greek verb.

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 help him. I know that he hath more head than I—though never will he have such body; and am thankful to have stopped betimes, with a meek and wholesome head-piece.

But if you doubt of my having been there, because now I know so little, go and see my name, "John Ridd," graven on that very form. Forsooth, from the time I was strong enough to open a knife and to spell my name, I began to grave it in the oak, first of the block whereon I sate, and then of the desk in front of it, according as I was promoted from one to other of them: and there my grandson reads it now, at this present time of writing, and hath fought a boy for scoffing at it—"John Ridd his name,"—and done again in "winkeys," a mischievous but cheerful device, in which we took great pleasure.

This is the manner of a "winkey," which I here set down, lest child of mine, or grandchild, dare to make one on my premises; if he does, I shall know the mark at once, and score it well upon him. The scholar obtains, by prayer or price, a handful of salt-peter, and then with the knife, wherewith he should rather be trying to mend his pens, what does he do but scoop a hole where the desk is some three inches thick. This hole should be left with the middle exalted, and the circumfere dug more deeply. Then let him fill it with salt-peter, all save a little space in the midst, where the boss of the wood is. Upon that boss (and it will be the better if a splinter of timber rise upward) he sticks the end of his candle of tallow, or "rat's tail,"


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 as we called it, kindled and burning smoothly. Anon, as he reads by that light his lesson, lifting his eyes now and then it may be, the fire of candle lays hold of the peter with a spluttering noise and a leaping. Then should the pupil seize his pen, and, regardless of the nib, stir bravely, and he will see a glow as of burning mountains, and a rich smoke, and sparks going merrily; nor will it cease, if he stir wisely, and there be good store of peter, until the wood is devoured through, like the sinking of a well-shaft. Now well may it go with the head of a boy intent upon his primer, who betides to sit thereunder! But, above all things, have good care to exercise this art before the master strides up to his desk, in the early grey of the morning.

Other customs, no less worthy, abide in the school of Blundell, such as the singeing of nightcaps; but though they have a pleasant savour, and refreshing to think of, I may not stop to note them, unless it be that goodly one at the incoming of a flood. The school-house stands beside a stream, not very large, called "Lowman," which flows into the broad river of Exe, about a mile below. This Lowman stream, although it be not fond of brawl and violence (in the manner of our Lynn), yet is wont to flood into a mighty head of waters when the storms of rain provoke it; and most of all when its little co-mate, called the "Taunton brook"—where I have plucked the very best cresses that ever man put salt on—comes foaming down like a great roan horse, and rears at the leap of the hedge-rows. Then are the grey stone walls of Blundell on every


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 degrees, in proportion to its unfolding and strengthening, and receptivity. ‘It was not without danger,’ reasons St. Gregory the Divine, ‘before professing the Divinity to preach clearly the Son, and before the Son had been called (I shall express myself rather boldly) to weigh us down with the sermon about the Holy Ghost, and to subject us to danger and make us lose our last strength, as is the case with people who are burdened with food which is not taken in measure, or who direct their feeble vision to the sun’s light; it was necessary for the treble light to shine on the illuminated by progressive additions, as David says, by ascensions (Psalm lxxxiv. 5), progressions from glory to glory, and advancements.’ (b) Another cause lay in the quality and weaknesses of the Jewish nation, to whom the Old Testament revelation was made: ‘God, in his infinite wisdom,’ says the blessed Theodoret, ‘was not pleased to communicate to the Jews any clear idea of the Holy Trinity, in order that they might not find in this a good cause for worshipping many gods,—since they had been so prone to follow the Egyptian abomination; this is the reason why, after the Babylonian captivity, when the Jews felt such a distinct leathing for polytheism, we meet in their sacred and even profane books many more passages than before in which the divine persons are mentioned.’ We must observe, at last, that, in picking out the places from the Old Testament, which contain references to the Most Holy Trinity, we had in view mainly to prove that the teaching about this mystery is by no means so new in the New Testament, as the later Jews say, and that the pious men of the Old Testament believed in the same tri-hypostatic God, in the Father, and the Son, and the Holy Ghost, in whom we believe—But the foundations of this most important of all the Christian dogmas is, beyond doubt, contained in the Books (Art. 27—b) of the New Testament.” (pp. 173 and 174.)


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 Here are the proofs from the New Testament. The first proof the Theology finds in Christ’s conversation with his disciples: Believe me that I am in the Father, and the Father in me (John xiv. 11); and whatsoever ye shall ask in my name, that will I do, that the Father may be glorified in the Son (John xiv. 13). From the fact that Jesus Christ calls himself the Son of the Father, God, just as he taught all men to call themselves the sons of God, it is argued that Jesus Christ is a second person of God. The author says: “Here evidently two persons of the Holy Trinity, the Father and the Son, are distinguished.” (p. 175).

The second proof is taken from the passage where Jesus Christ says to his disciples, If ye love me, keep my commandments. And I will pray the Father, he shall give you another Comforter, that he may abide with you for ever; even the Spirit of truth; whom the world cannot receive (John xiv. 15-17). The last verse is not written out, but instead of it the continuation is taken from verse 26 of the same chapter: but the Comforter, which is the Holy Ghost, whom the Father will send in my name, he shall teach you all things, and bring all things to your remembrance, whatsoever I have said unto you. (p. 175.)

From this it is concluded:

“Here all three persons of the Most Holy Trinity are distinguished, namely, as persons: the Son, who speaks of himself: I will pray,—the Father: I will pray the Father,—the Holy Ghost, who is called another Comforter, consequently distinct from the Father; and he will be sent to take the place of the Son with the apostles and to teach them everything; consequently, he is just such a person as the Son.” (p. 175.)

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 the mystery of the Holy Trinity. No attention at all is paid to the meaning which this word has in the whole conversation, for even there the comforter is called the spirit of truth, precisely what Christ calls his teaching. I go away, and come again unto you (John xiv. 28); and I in you, and ye in me (ib. 20); if a man love me, he will keep my words: and my father will love him, and we will come unto him, and make our abode with him (ib. 23); I will not leave you comfortless: I will come to you (ib. 18); for he shall receive the Spirit of truth, and shall shew it unto you (John xvi. 14).

These passages, which explain the whole meaning of the conversation, are not quoted, but the word “holy,” which is attached as an epithet to the spirit, is taken as a proof that here Christ spoke of the third person of the Trinity.

Third proof: But when the Comforter is come, whom I will send unto you from the Father, even the Spirit of truth, which proceedeth from the Father, he shall testify of me (John xv. 26). These words, which quite clearly and simply say that when I shall no longer be alive, and you shall be permeated by the spirit of truth, by that truth which I have taught you, and which proceeds from God, you will convince yourself of the truth of my teaching,—these words are taken as a new proof that here are clearly distinguished, as in the previous texts, all three persons of the Holy Trinity, the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost, and at the same time they prove the consubstantiality of the Holy Ghost with God: the Spirit of truth which proceedeth from the Father.

Fourth proof: The words of John (xvi. 15), Therefore said I, that the Spirit of truth shall take of mine, and shall shew it unto you,—the words which clearly speak of the spirit of the teaching as given by Jesus Christ serve as a proof that here mention is made of the consubstantiality with the Son.


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 braying operatic strains, and Lester would lean back in a swirl of acrid tobacco smoke and survey his surroundings with great content. It was while he was conjugating the verb to live in this manner, and sowing (as someone has said) a notable crop of wild table d'hôtes, that he first realized the importance of Pearl Denver. Miss Pearl was Mr. Arundel's personal stenographer, a young woman remarkable in her profession by the fact that she never exposed the details of her camisole to the public gaze; also when the boss dictated she was able to rescue his subordinate clauses from the airy vacancy in which they hung suspended, and hook them up into new sentences capable of grammatical analysis. As a stenog she was distinctly above par, but not above parsing.

Lester, of course, had a speaking acquaintance with Miss Denver, but her existence had never really penetrated the warm aura of egocentric thoughts that enhaloed him. He knew her simply as one of the contingents of the office; and the office had proved a great disappointment to him. Not one of the "firm" (he called them "directors") wore spats; not one of them had shown the faintest interest in his suggestion that they publish a volume of Clara Tice's drawings. Lester must be


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 pardoned for having dismissed Miss Denver, if he had thought of her at all, as not sui generis.

We now proceed more rapidly. Entering the hallway of Moretti's on Thirty-fifth Street, about half past one cocktail of a winter evening, he found the cramped vestibule crowded by several persons taking off their wraps. A copy of the Oblique Review, unmistakable in its garlic-green cover, fell at his feet. Thinking it his own, he picked it up and was about to pocket it when a red tam o'shanter in front of him turned round. He saw the bobbed brown hair and gray eyes of Miss Denver. "Well, Mr. Valiant, what are you doing with my magazine?"

"Oh—why—I beg your pardon! I thought it was mine! I'm awfully sorry!" He was keenly embarrassed, and pulled his own copy out of his overcoat pocket as an evidence of good faith.

She laughed. "I don't wonder you made the mistake," she said. "Probably you thought you were the only person in New York reading the Oblique!"

He felt the alarm that every shy or cautious youth experiences in the presence of beauty, and, with a mumbled apology, fled hastily to a little table in a corner. There, pretending to read some preposterous farrago of free verse, he watched Miss


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 LETTER FROM DR. ZAMENHOF

(Founder of Esperanto ).

Varsovio ,

14.9.08.

KARAJ SINJOROJ,

Kun plezuro kaj danko mi ricevis vian leteron ankaŭ la presprovaĵon de "Esperanto Self-Taught."

Ĉar Sro Mann estas tre kompetenta kaj sperta esperantisto, tial mi estas tute certa , ke la libro verkita de li estos tre bona kaj tre utila.

Via , (Signed ) ZAMENHOF.

[TRANSLATION .]

Warsaw ,

14.9.08.

Dear Sirs ,

I received your letter of Sept. 10, and the proofs of "Esperanto Self-Taught ," with pleasure and thanks.

As Mr. Mann is a very competent and experienced Esperantist, I am quite certain that the book written by him will be very good and very useful.

Yours ,

(Signed ) ZAMENHOF.

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 Denver meet another girl who was evidently waiting for her. The two chattered with such abandon, smoked so many cigarettes, and seemed so thoroughly at home that Lester envied them their savoir. Manœuvring his spaghetti and parmesan, his gaze passed as direct as the cartoonist's dotted line to the charming contour of the stenographer's cheek and neck. His equanimity was quite overset. Never before had he gazed with seeing eye upon the demure creature sorting out Mr. Arundel's mind into paragraphs. Human nature is what it is; let Lester's first thought be confessed: "I wonder if she knows what my salary is?"

At last, after smoking many cigarettes and skimming over the Oblique Review, Lester felt it was his move. He walked down the room, looking at his wrist watch with a slight frown as he passed her table. At the door he saw by the reflection in a mirror that she had not even looked up. He hurried back to Madison Avenue, pausing to sniff the crystal frosty air. At the corner of Fifth he stood for a moment, inhaling the miraculous clearness of the night and pondering on the relative values of free verse and ordered rhythms as modes of self-expression.

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 it was several days before he had opportunity for further speech with Miss Denver. Moretti's is a fifty-cent table d'hôte, and his regimen was calculated on a forty-cent limit for dinner; but after this meeting with the Oblique Review's fairest abonnée he haunted the place for some evenings. Then one day, taking in some copy for a book jacket to be approved by the sales manager, he encountered Miss Denver in the sample room. During working hours she was "strictly business," and he admired the trim white blouse, the satin-smooth neck, and the small, capable hands jotting pothooks in her notebook as she took a long telephone call. She put down the receiver, and smiled pleasantly at him.

"Don't you go to Moretti's any more?" he asked, and then regretted the brusqueness of the question.

"Sometimes," she said. "Usually when I buy the Oblique I go to a Hartford Lunch. I can sit there as long as I want and read, with doughnuts and coffee."

Lester had a curious feeling of oscillation somewhere to the left of his middle waistcoat button. As the little girl said on the Coney Island switchback, he felt as though he had freckles on his stomach.


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 ELEMENTARY GRAMMAR.

The Article.

The DEFINITE ARTICLE _the_ is in Esperanto represented by _la_. Like the article in English, _la_ does not vary with the number or gender of the noun before which it is placed; e.g., _la briko_, the brick; _la brikoj_, the bricks; _la patro_, the father; _la patrinoj_, the mothers.

The INDEFINITE ARTICLE _a_ is not expressed in Esperanto. Thus, "_filo_" is _son_ or _a son_.

The Noun.

In Esperanto every noun in the singular ends in *o*. Thus: viro, _a man_; la libro, _the book_. The plural is formed from the singular by adding the termination *-j*. Thus: viroj, _men_; la libroj, _the books_.

In order to allow each nation to construct its sentences in the order to which it is accustomed, every noun in Esperanto has two forms or "cases," (1) the NOMINATIVE, or unchanged form, and (2) the ACCUSATIVE, which is formed from the nominative by adding the termination *-n*. This is merely to distinguish between subject and object. The accusative form is also used to indicate motion towards, etc.

The Adjective.

All adjectives end in the nominative singular in *a*. They may be placed either before or after the noun. As in the case of the noun, the plural is formed by adding the termination *-j*, and the accusative is formed by adding *-n* to the nominative. The adjective agrees in number and case with the noun which it qualifies. Ex.:--

Blua libro (_or_ libro blua), _a blue book_; bluaj libroj, _blue books_. La viro legas bluan libron. _The man reads a blue book._ La viroj legas bluajn librojn. _The men are reading blue books._ Thanks to the accusative case, one might say without loss of clearness: Bluan libron legas la viro, _or_ la viro bluan libron legas, _or_ bluan libron la viro legas, etc.

Degrees of Comparison.

There are three degrees of comparison, as in English:

The POSITIVE, as _bona_, good; _bela_, beautiful; _granda_, big, great.

The COMPARATIVE is formed by placing _pli_ (more) or _malpli_ (less) before the positive, thus: _bona_, good--_pli bona_, better; _bela_, beautiful--_malpli bela_, less beautiful. The comparison may be heightened by using _multe_ (much), thus: _multe pli_ (or _malpli_) _bela_.

_Than_ is translated by _ol_, thus: _pli_ (or _malpli_) _bela ol_..., more (_or_ less) beautiful than...

The SUPERLATIVE degree is formed by using _plej_ (most) with the positive; as _bela_, beautiful--_plej bela_, most beautiful.

_Of_ with a superlative is translated by the preposition _el_ (out of). _La plej granda el ĉiuj_, the greatest of all.

_The more...the more_, _the less...the less_, are translated by means of the particles _ju_ and _des_. Thus: _Ju pli oni studas, des pli oni lernas_, the

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 "Will you come to Moretti's with me some night?" he asked.

"I'd love to," she said. "I must hurry now. Mr. Arundel's waiting for this phone call."

A little later in the day, after a good deal of heartburning, Lester called her up from his desk.

"How about to-morrow night?" he said, and she accepted.

Coursing back to his chamber the next evening, Lester was a little worried about the ceremonial demanded by the occasion. Should he put on white linen and a dinner jacket, becoming the conquering male of the upper classes? But the recollection of the Oblique Review suggested that a touch of negligée would be more appropriate. A clean, soft collar and a bow tie of lavender silk were his concessions to unconvention. He was about to scrub out a minute soup stain on the breast of his coat, but concluded that as a badge of graceful carelessness this might remain. At a tobacconist's he bought a package of cheap Russian cigarettes, such as he imagined a Bolshevik might smoke.

There she came, tripping along the street, with something of the quick, alcaic motion of an Undersmith on high. He waved gayly. She depressed


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 her shift key and reversed the ribbon. He double-spaced, and they entered the restaurant together.

Lester felt an intellectual tremor as they sat down at a corner table. Never had his mind seemed so relentlessly clear, so keen to leap upon the problems of life and tessellate them. It was as though all his past experience had cumulated and led up to this peak of existence. "Now for a close analysis of Female Mind," was his secret thought as he settled in his chair. He felt almost sorry for this gay, defenceless little shred of humanity who had cast herself under his domineering gaze. A masculine awareness of size and power filled him. And yet—she seemed quite unterrified.

As they began on the antipasto he thought to himself: "I must start very gently. Women like men to veil their power." So he said:

"That was funny, my picking up your magazine the other night, wasn't it? You know I thought it was my copy."

"Oh, the dear old Oblique! Isn't it a scream? I read myself to sleep with it every night. We'll have to make the most of it while we can, because Mr. Arundel says it can't pay its paper bill much longer."

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 writing an article "On the Art of Clara Tice" which he had been hoping the Oblique would buy. In fact, he was startled quite out of the careful conversational paradigm he had planned. He found himself getting a little ahead of his barrage.

"Does Mr. Arundel read it?" he asked.

"Heavens, no!" cried Miss Denver, and effervesced with laughter. "He would rather face a firing squad than read that kind of stuff. But he has an interest in the concern that supplies their paper."

The matter of paper had never occurred to Lester before. Of course he knew a magazine had to have something to print on, but he had never thought of the editors of a radical review being embarrassed by such a paltry consideration.

"Is Mr. Arundel literary?" he asked.

Miss Denver found this very whimsical. "Say, are you kidding me?" she said, with tilted eyebrows. "The chief says literature is the curse of the publishing business. Every time somebody puts over some highbrow stuff on him we lose money on it. The only kind of literature that gets under his ribs is reports from the sales department."

"That's very Philistine, isn't it?"

"Sure it is, but it puts the frogs in the pay envelopes, so what of it?"

"Well, I should expect the head of a big pub-


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 there is a great attempt making to educate him thoroughly; but his grandmother and mother are very jealous of him, and of each other, and contrive to keep him in the zenana most part of the day, where no education can reach him. It has been a great point to get him to Calcutta, but his mother has come too, carefully concealed in her palanquin, and the grandmother is furious. He is by right the King of Bengal, and consequently of all of us, and is the only native whose visit George returns here. He went to see him this afternoon, and, as all the gentlemen went, F and I went boldly out riding by ourselves; just the sort of thing which astonishes the Calcuttites; but we told Brown, the coachman, to ride carelessly and like a stranger within reach, and mentioned to the guards that we had rather they should not ride over us if we were kicked off. The course is so crowded, and the Indian horses so vicious, and the natives such bad coachmen, that there is never a day without some accident, but it did not fall on us to-day.

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 gerie here. He has no tail, and is in fact a very clever human being, only more active and graceful. He is not chained, and sits on a little railing, and there is a thing called an arctonox— something like a very small pig—that is also loose in front of the menagerie. The instant its back is turned the monkey steps along on its hind legs (it never goes on all fours), waving its arms, and pulls the pig’s tail. If the pig turns round first, the monkey pretends to sit down in a demure attitude and to be leaning on one elbow, looking at the sky, and waits till the pig turns; then he gives a pull and skips back with a regular hearty laugh to his railing. He tried the trick with Chance yesterday, who was extremely indignant. wants the Court of Directors to make this monkey Provisional Governor-General, and I think it would be a good arrangement, as we could then go home at any moment with a safe conscience as to the government of India.

Calcutta, Monday, 16th.

This is our last post day.

We were so over-elated yesterday. The

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 lishing house to be at least interested in some form of literary expression."

"You should worry! That's what we hires you for. Besides he has a literary passion, too—Walt Mason. He thinks Walt is the greatest poet in the world."

"Walter Mason?" murmured Lester. "I don't think I know his work."

"Hasn't Walt made Oxford yet?" asked Miss Denver. "He writes the prose poems in the evening papers, syndicate stuff, you know. Printed to look like prose, just the opposite of the free-verse gag." She smiled reminiscently, and quoted:

"Is there any free-verse stuff that can cover that?" she asked.

Lester was somewhat disconcerted. His assessment of Female Mind did not seem to be proceeding methodically. He played for time.

"I thought you enjoyed the Oblique?"

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 By and by the ghost'll quit putting up and the editors will get jobs as ticket choppers. I guess I'm a Philistine!"

With this deliciously impudent creature beaming at him, Lester felt himself cursedly at a disadvantage. Neither Harvard nor Balliol had informed him about this Walter Mason, and though he had seven hundred quips and anecdotes indexed in a scrapbook marked Jocoseria, none of them seemed to bubble up just now. Darn the girl, her mind wouldn't stand still long enough for him to take its temperature. It was like trying to write captions for the movies while the film was running. He blew a cloud of blue Russian vapour across the board, and smiled at her in a tolerant, veni-vidi-Bolsheviki kind of way. Behind his forehead he was fighting desperately to catch up.

As they wrestled with the spaghetti he remembered that someone had told him that publishers usually depend on the literary judgment of their wives. Perhaps that was the case with Mr. Arundel? But Miss Denver laughed aloud at the suggestion.

"Wrong again!" she said. "He's not married. Petunia Veal, the author of 'Sveltschmerz,' has been angling for him for years, and lots of other lady authors, too. He's so sentimental, he's escaped 'em all so far."


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 She bubbled and chuckled and gurgled her way through the rest of Moretti's menu, amazing him more and more by the spontaneity, sophistication, and charm of her wit. He escorted her home, and then stood under a lamp-post for three minutes removing the soup stain with a handkerchief. "She's immense!" he said to himself. "Why she's—she's a poem by William Butler Yeats!"

As an afterthought, he made a mental memorandum to visit the library and look up the work of Walter Mason.

A few days later Mr. Arundel sent for Lester, who hurried to the private office with visions of a raise in salary. The president was sitting at his desk turning over some papers; he motioned Lester to a chair and seemed curiously loath to begin conversation. At last he turned, saying:

"Mr. Valiant, your life at Oxford did a great deal to mitigate your literary sensibilities?"

Lester hardly knew what to say, and murmured some meaningless syllables.

"I think that your abilities can be of very great service to us," continued Mr. Arundel, "and as an evidence of that I am asking the cashier to raise your salary five dollars a week."

Lester bowed gently; he was not capable of articulate speech.


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 CONVERSATIONAL PHRASES AND SENTENCES.

Useful and Necessary Expressions.

(_Utilaj kaj Necesaj Esprimoj._)

English. | Esperanto. | Pronunciation. ---+-+ Do you speak       | _Ĉu vi parolas angle?_  | choo vee pahro'lahss English? |                        |   ahn'gleh? I do not speak    | _Mi ne parolas angle._  | mee neh pahro'lahss English. |                        |   ahn'gleh Is there anyone   | _Ĉu estas ĉi tie iu_,   | choo eh'stahss chee here who speaks |   _kiu parolas          |   tee'eh ee'oo, kee'oo    Esperanto? |  Esperante?_           |   pahro'lahss |                        |   espehrahn'teh? How long have you | _Dum kiom da tempo vi   | doom kee'ohm dah learnt? |  lernadis?_            |   tehm'po vi                     |                         |   lehrnah'deess? A short time only | _Dum nur mallonga       | doom noor mahl-lohn'gah |  tempo_                |   tehmpo You have a good   | _Vi havas bonan         | vee ha'vahss boh'nahn accent          |   akcenton_             |   ahk-tsehn'ton I find the        | _Mi trovas la           | mee tro'vahss lah pronunciation   |   elparoladon tre       |   ehl-parolah'dohn treh very easy       |   facila_               |   faht-see'lah If you please     | _Se plaĉas_             | seh plah'chahss Thank you; thanks! | _Mi dankas; dankon!_   | mee dahn'kahss; |                        |   dahn'kohn! I thank you       | _Mi dankas vin_         | mee dahn'kahss veen Much obliged      | _Vi estas tre kompleza_ | vee eh'stahss treh |                        |   kohmpleh'zah Have the goodness | _Havu la bonecon_       | hah'voo lah |                        |   bo-neht'sohn Yes, sir          | _Jes, sinjoro_          | yehss, seen-yoh'roh Yes, miss         | _Jes, fraŭlino_         | yehss, frahw-lee'no  No, madam          | _Ne, sinjorino_         | neh, seen-yoh-ree'no  Allow me           | _Permesu (min)_         | pehrmeh'soo (meen) Bring me          | _Alportu al mi_         | ahlpohr'too ahl mee Do you understand? | _Ĉu vi komprenas?_     | choo vee |                        |   kohmpreh'nahss? I do not          | _Mi ne komprenas_       | mee neh kohm-preh'nahss understand      |                         | I understand      | _Mi komprenas_          | mee kohm-preh'nahss

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 "I want to ask you a rather delicate question," pursued the president, who seemed as much embarrassed as his visitor. "Do you ever write poetry?"

Lester's voice was amazingly hoarse and choky, but in a spasm of puzzlement and gratification he ejaculated: "Sometimes!"

"What I really mean," said Mr. Arundel, "is this: do you ever write verses of a sentimental nature—hum—what might be called endearments?"

The young man sat speechless in surprise and embarrassment. As a matter of fact, he had been trolling some amatory staves in secret, in honour of Miss Denver; and he imagined they had come in some way under his employer's eye.

"Please do not be alarmed," said Mr. Arundel, seeing his discomfiture. "This is purely a matter of business. As it happens, I have a need for some poems of an intimately sentimental character, and, being totally unfitted to produce them myself, I wondered if you would sell me some? I would be glad to pay market rates for them."

Still Lester could do no more than bow.

"I shall have to be frank," said Mr. Arundel, "and I must beg you to keep this matter absolutely confidential. I have your word of honour in that regard?"


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 "Absolutely," said Lester, quite vanquished by amazement.

The president's sense of humour seemed to have mastered his diffidence. A quaint smile lurked behind the furrows that years of royalties had carved on his face.

"I want to do some wooing in rhyme; and I want you to turn out some verses for me of a superlatively lyric sort, it being understood that I purchase all rights in these poems, including that of authorship. Would you be willing to do me half a dozen, at say ten dollars each?"

Lester, although staggered by the proposal, was still able to multiply six by ten, and his answer was affirmative and speedy.

"I do not wish to give you any specifications as to the object of your vicarious amour," said the president. "It is a lady, of course; young and fair. How soon can you despoil the English language of half a dozen songs of passion worthy of the best Oxford traditions?"

Jack and Harry found Lester good company that evening. When they got back to the sitting room on Madison Avenue he was lying on a couch, nursing a large calabash and contemplating the ceiling with dreamy brow. As they entered, stripping off their overcoats and chucking the night


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 CONTENTS.

PAGE Alphabet, with English Phonetic Pronunciation                      5

Preliminary Notes.--Accents, Vowels, Diphthongs, etc.              8

Vocabularies.--Pages 9 to 76. Amusement, Recreation and                                       41 Animals, Vegetables, &c.: Animals, Birds and Fishes                                     12 Fruit, Trees, Flowers and Vegetables                          15 Reptiles and Insects                                          14 Colours                                                         17 Commercial Terms                                                56 Correspondence                                                  61 Countries and Nations                                           40 Cycling                                                         44 Cooking and Table Utensils                                      29 House and Furniture, The                                        34 Legal Terms                                                     54 Mankind: Relations                                              22 Dress and the Toilet                                          30 Food and Drink                                                27 Health                                                        26 Human Body, The                                               23 Physical and Mental Powers, Qualities, etc.                   24 Motoring                                                        47 Numbers: Cardinal, Ordinal, Collective and Fractional        62-64 Parts of Speech.--Pages 64 to 76 Adjectives                                                    64 Adverbs, Conjunctions, and Prepositions                       72 Verbs                                                         68 Photography                                                     48 Post, Telegraph and Telephone                                   60 Professions and Trades                                          52 Recreation and Amusement                                        41 Religion                                                        50 Telegraph and Telephone (Post, --)                              60 Time and Seasons                                                17 Town, Country, and Agriculture                                  20 Travelling: By Road and Rail                                    36 "      By Ship                                              39    Washing List                                                     33    World and its Elements, The                                       9      Land and Water                                                 10      Minerals and Metals                                            11

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 THE ESPERANTO ALPHABET (WITH PHONETIC PRONUNCIATION).

The Esperanto Alphabet has 28 letters--23 consonants, 5 vowels:--

Characters. | Name and English Pronunciation. | Phonetics |                                            | used. |                                            |  +-+---  A, a        | (ah) like _a_ in _father_ or _pa_; as       | | _patro_ (pah'troh). In unaccented syllables | | it should not be dwelt upon, and in all    | | cases it should be pronounced quite purely, | | without the slight drawling _r_-sound which | | is sometimes added to the corresponding    | | vowel in English                           | ah              |                                             | B, b       | (bo) as in English                          | b              |                                             | C, c       | (tsoh) like _ts_ in _gets_, _hits_, and     | | never as in English; as _caro_ (tsah'roh)  | ts              |                                             | Ĉ, ĉ       | (cho) like _ch_ in _church_; as _ĉasi_      | | (chah'see)                                 | ch              |                                             | D, d       | (do) as in English, but with tip of tongue  | | placed on back of teeth instead of on front | | ridge of roof of mouth                     | d              |                                             | E, e       | (eh) like _e_ in _bend_ pronounced broadly, | | or _a_ in _hate_ shortly pronounced, but   | | quite pure, entirely without the slight    | | drawling _ee_-sound often heard after the  | | English vowel; as _beno_ (beh'noh)         | e, eh              |                                             | F, f       | (fo) as in English                          | f              |                                             | G, g       | (go) like _g_ in _go_, _give_, as _gasto_   | | (gah'stoh), and never like _g_ in _gem_,   | | _allege_                                   | g              |                                             | Ĝ, ĝ       | (jo) like _g_ in _gem_, _general_, and _j_  | | in _jovial_; as _ĝeni_ (jeh'nee)           | j              |                                             | H, h       | (ho) as in English                          | h              |                                             | Ĥ, ĥ       | (ĥo) like _ch_ in Scotch _loch_, _ch_ in    | | German _hoch_, _j_ in Spanish _mujer_. This | | guttural sound is practically a very       | | strongly aspirated _h_, and may be made by | | trying to pronounce "ho" with the throat   | | arranged as for saying _k_:--_ĥoro_        | | (khoro), _ĥino_ (khino)                    | _kh_ |                                            |  I, i        | (ee) like _ee_ in _seen_, as _li_ (lee). In | | unaccented syllables, and before two       | | consonants together, this _i_ practically  | | becomes the _i_ in _it_ or in _wind_; as   | | _ferminte_ (fehrr-min'teh)                 | ee, i

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 extras across the room at him, he smiled the rich, tolerant smile of Alexander at the Macedon polo grounds.

"Well, Lester," said Jack, "why the Cheshire-cat grin?"

"I've sold sixty dollars' worth of verse," said Lester, benignly; "also I've had a raise."

"My God!" said Harry. "Think how many starving cubists you could endow on that! There'll be a riot in Greenwich Village."

"Pity the poor bartenders on a night like this!" cried Jack. Then they went to Browne's chophouse for dinner. After a three-finger steak and several beakers of dog's nose, Lester was readily persuaded to enounce the first number of his sonnet sequence, which had accreted or (as its author expressed it) nucleolated, while he was walking home from the office.

"Sonnet, in the Petrarchan mode, item No. 1," he proclaimed:


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 VOCABULARIES.

1. The World & its Elements. (_La Mondo kaj ĝiaj Elementoj._)

(See Notes on the Article)

English. | Esperanto. | Pronunciation. ---+-+ Air                | _aero_                  | ah-eh'ro  cloud              | _nubo_                  | noo'bo  cold               | _malvarmo_              | mahl-vahrr'mo  darkness           | _mallumo_               | mahl-loo'mo  dew                | _roso_                  | ro'so  dust               | _polvo_                 | pohl'vo  earth              | _tero_                  | teh'ro  east               | _oriento_               | o-ree-ehn'toh eclipse           | _eklipso_               | eh-klip'so  fire               | _fajro_                 | fahy'ro  fog                | _nebulo_                | neh-boo'lo  frost              | _frosto_                | frohst'o  hail               | _hajlo_                 | hahy'lo  heat               | _varmo_                 | vahrr'mo  light              | _lumo_                  | loo'mo  lightning          | _fulmo_                 | fool'mo  moon; --, new      | _luno; nova luno_       | loo'no; no'vah loo'no  --, full           | _plena luno_            | pleh'nah loo'no  moonlight          | _lunlumo_               | loon'loo'mo  nature             | _naturo_                | nah-too'ro  north              | _nordo_                 | nohrr'doh rain              | _pluvo_                 | ploo'vo  rainbow            | _ĉielarko_              | chee-ehl-ahr'ko  shade, shadow      | _ombro_                 | ohm'bro sky               | _ĉielo_                 | chee-eh'lo  snow               | _neĝo_                  | neh'jo  south              | _sudo_                  | soo'doh star              | _stelo_                 | steh'lo  sun                | _suno_                  | soo'no  thaw               | _degelo_                | deh-geh'lo  thunder            | _tondro_                | tohn'dro weather           | _vetero_                | veteh'ro  west               | _okcidento_             | ohk-tsee-dehn'toh wind              | _vento_                 | vehn'toh

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"Seems strange," said Harry, "that a man can buy a good meal with a thing like that!"

"What is a petrarch, anyway?" said Jack.

"Gee, you'll have to brush your hair to keep it out of your eyebrows," said Harry. "Herod was petrarch of Galilee, don't you remember? It's a kind of comptroller or efficiency expert."

"Nonsense," said Harry. "Herod was patriarch of Galilee, not petrarch."

At this moment Lester was busy multiplying twenty by fifty-two, and adding sixty, and he did not attempt to put Laura's friend right in the eyes of his companions.

The next morning, at the office, Lester took occasion to stroll over to the corner where Miss Denver was tickling the keys. Her delicious, able fingers flashed like the boreal aurora; the incomparable smoothness of her neck and throat fascinated him; her clear, blue-washed gray eyes startled him with their merry archness. Wam-


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 fight any more. Mahomet Ukbar accompanied them, and pointed out the places where they were to sleep, which were invariably exposed to the fire of the enemy; the snow was three feet deep, and they had nothing to eat. He claimed the ladies as prisoners, and their husbands went with them. Lady ——, they say, was wounded by a matchlock ball. Dr. —— was seen through a spying-glass by one of the officers defending himself from some Afghans, and they rushed out and saved him. He was on a pony which had had nothing to eat since they left Cabul; his sword had broken off in the last struggle, and he was very much wounded, An officer who was with him had a person mounted behind him, and they had kept up nearly to the end, and were then, after being desperately wounded, carried off separately.

We have been on board our ship. It looks very horrible, as all ships do, and the lower cabins are very dark and small compared to those in the 'Jupiter;' but we have a good sitting cabin, next to George's, on the poop, and those below are, I believe, much quieter to sleep in; and, after the first three weeks, the heat

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 and freezing of their own kith and kin to the shooting of workingmen in Idaho bull pens.

I can't stand for the master class, with their slave pens and sweatshops and stolen wealth on one side and their gatling guns and armed thugs on the other, to slobber over murder.

I have no mortal use for the self-confessed methods of James McNamara—but I have a damned sight less use for the whole pack of hypocritical thieves that have stolen their millions and back their stolen property with cannon.

Pardon my strong language, but nothing less fits the case.

The wan, hungry faces of the outraged victims, the sobs of the women and babies—oh, the horrible murders of Mammon. These haunt me and will when the McNamara affair is long forgotten.

For me, I take my pledge with George Kirkpatrick:

Nay, more—I refuse to uphold a Christless system that makes an Otis hire hungry scabs and drives a rebellious workingman to deeds of violence in retaliation.


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 bling inwardly, he met her gaze as coolly as he might.

'Come to Moretti's to-night?" he asked.

"I'm sorry; I've got a date to-night."

He ached in spirit. "To-morrow night?"

She hesitated a moment, tapping the desk with a rosy finger nail. Then her face brightened. "I'd love to."

As he returned to his desk and the dull routine of writing press notes for Petunia Veal's latest novel, he uttered a phrase that he had caught from Harry Hanover. It was the first sign of his emancipation from Mallarmé and the Oxford Movement, for certainly that phrase had never been heard on the quilted lawns of Balliol: "She's a prize package, all right, all right!"

Ten days elapsed. All six sonnets had been delivered and paid for, and Mr. Arundel had bargained for a few extra rondeaux, at five dollars each.

Antipasto, minestrone, breadsticks, force-meat balls, and here we are again at the spaghetti and Hackensack Chianti. Lester had mailed his MS. on "Clara Tice and the Pleinaerists of Greenwich Village" to the Oblique Review that afternoon, and had calculated that the editors could not in any decency offer him less than fifty—or perhaps


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 that every soldier can carry bread for seven days, and they had only seventy miles to march to Jellalabad; that the season was as much against the enemy as themselves. Altogether it is a horrid history.

Monday. There are letters from Jellulabad. The army did evacuate Cabul on the 4th, and were attacked by their nominal escort immediately on leaving cantonments. A Doctor is the only man who has arrived in Jellalabad—perhaps the only one that ever will—and he is so confused between fatigue and wounds that Captain says it is difficult to make out any story from him; but he says that, at the end of the third day’s march, the cold and the dangers were so great that the ladies and children were sent back to Cabul under the care of Mahomet Ukbar! Think of poor Lady given over to her husband’s murderer; General and Colonel went into the enemy’s camp and gave themselves up; the troops then held together under Colonel for two marches more, and then he was killed, and they fell into complete disorder; and

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 I give my pledge, my life, that the earth shall belong to all, and feed and clothe all in Brotherhood and not War.

This is the lesson in the MeNamara ease, if lesson were needed.

This Wave of Horror that swept the land because James McNamara confessed that he blew up the Los Angeles Times building, and thereby killed 21 men—do not let this wave depart until it engulfs all manner of murder and outrage that a society of class rule breeds.

Do not let it depart until it arouses you to the crime of one class doing all the useful work and another class taking the proceeds.

In all this world of murder there is but one cure for murder, that is, Socialism.

The trial is over at Los Angeles, Job Harriman, the Socialist, was defeated after its sensational ending, but the capitalist system of hate and murder goes on.

Because the MeNamaras have dropped off the map, do not for a moment imagine your morbid hunger for murder stories need cease to be gratified.

Your Wave of Horror can still go on doing business at the old stand.

Pick up your capitalist paper—you are possibly too poor to take a Socialist paper at 50 cents a year, so you take a capitalist sheet at 50 cents a month—and read it.

See anything about murders?

You will find enough about preventable mine disasters, railroad wrecks and burning fire traps to fill all our penitentiaries, were the greedy horde who care more for dollars than human lives brought to justice, leave alone the horrible war news around the world.


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 forty—dollars for it. This, added to 20 by 52 plus 60 plus the rondeaux and other probable increments, would certainly support two in a garret for some time. He also had hopes of selling some obscenarios for the movies. Pearl would probably want to go on with her work, for a while at any rate. She was so independent! But those clear eyes of hers, like a March sky with teasings of April in it, how tender and laughing they were! A few nights ago they had taken a long bus ride together, and she had forgotten her muff. She let him warm her hands instead. He went home that night feeling strong enough to bite lamp-posts in two, and had waked up Jack and Harry to put them right about Petrarch.

Pearl was teaching Lester to twirl up his spaghetti with fork and spoon, instead of draping it out of his mouth like Spanish moss. Suddenly she laughed.

"What did I tell you!" she said. "The dear old Oblique has gone blooie! Mr. Arundel called up the editor to-day and told him the Barmecide Company won't supply him with any more paper until he pays his bills. Of course that means he'll have to quit."

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 Hardly a newspaper printed but it tells the story of some disheartened mortal, hungry and homeless, committing suicide because a master class owns all the jobs and refuses to let him use one.

MURDER?

Don't stop at being horrified at the McNamara case by any means; read up on some of the big slaughters that come off as regular as clock-work.

If the capitalist papers fail to furnish enough murder stories to keep your Wave of Horror in motion, read the history of the civilized and christianized white man.

It beats Blue Beard and the tales of the South Sea cannibals.

Any section of our Christian master class can double-discount the wildest heathen that ever prayed to a wooden god when it comes to butchering humans.

If there is anything that Christian civilization is long on it's the art of murder.

When it comes to savage machines for taking human life, your white man's country has no competitor.

For a record of blood-curdling butchering the "Christian" stands in a class all by himself.

"Christian" England took the Hindoo "rebels" that imagined their own land belonged to them, and loaded them into the mouths of cannon and shot them off, just to show the poor deluded pagans how the pious followers of the gentle Jesus did things.

Over in the Philippine Islands our beloved rulers, instead of blowing a native "rebel" out of the mouth of a cannon, blew his belly full of water till it burst and death ended the awfullest kind of torture.

Did you have any Wave of Horror down your way when this beastly method of murder was going on?


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 literature. "Shades of Frank Harris!" he cried.

"If that isn't just like Arundel! Why, that man is pure and simple bourgeois! I never heard of such a thing. Has he no feeling at all for art?"

Pearl laughed—the pure, musical laugh of careless girlishness, but the recording angel caught in the nimble chords a faint overtone of something else—like the tinkle of ice in a misty tumbler. "Oh, he has his own ideas about art," she said. "He's taken to writing poetry himself. You never heard such stuff—I've been meaning to tell you. What does 'pullulate' mean?"

Lester's valiant heart, Lester's manly hands that had acted as a muff on a Riverside Drive bus, trembled and stiffened. "It pullulates and blooms in sultry rhyme," she quoted gayly. "Now what do you make of that, as referring to Mr. Arundel's heart? Sultry is right, too!"

Lion-hearted Harvard, oak-bosomed Balliol, and all the mature essences of manhood were needed to keep Lester calm. How had she seen these secret strains? She must have been peeping into the chief's private correspondence. He hesitated during six inches of spaghetti. "Search me!" he said. "Is it in Walter Mason?"

"No, it's his own stuff, I tell you. "O beauteous rose! O shrub without a thorn!" she chanted, and


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 Or is it all right to murder for the Plunderbund and dub it "patriotism" and "manifest destiny" and "benevolent assimilation" and all the other polite names that are coined to make bloodshed a holy act?

Let me tell you that murder is murder, no matter how you try to veneer the accursed crime.

A Wave of Horror—have you ever read the story of the Irish famine and how British royalty, nobility, gentility and lordly land pirates all took enough grain rent that awful year from Irish peasants to have fed the thousands who died there of starvation?


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 her laughter popped like a champagne cork. The horrid truth burst upon him. The boss was courting the angel of the office with the very ammunition that Lester himself had furnished, and his vow of secrecy forbade him to disclose the truth. Oh, the paltry meanness of fate, the villainy of circumstance! It is impossible to describe the pangs it cost him to dissemble, cloak, disguise, and conceal the anguish he felt. But dissemble, cloak, disguise, and conceal he did, and though his heart glowed like an angry cigar stub, he reached home at last.

There he sat down at his table, and amid the healthy snores of his roommates he concocted a fine piece of literary ordnance. Late and grimly he toiled and contrived. At length he had fashioned a sonnet which would be the golden sum and substance of the previous sequence; a cry of the heart so splendidly forensic that Mr. Arundel would pounce upon it, yielding his crisp steel engraving in return. But see, the asp concealed in the basket of fruit, the adder in the woodpile! Read Lester's sonnet as an acrostic:


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 "A Wave of Horror"—it ought to have deluged the earth long ago.

The rack-renting in Ireland and America, too, still goes on.

It's a famine all the time for multitudes all over the civilized world.

The great murderers of the earth sit on thrones and live in splendor.

The McNamaras are the smallest kind of fry.

They have gone to the pen—the big assassins still stalk about.

The amazing wonder is that the earth isn't over-run with half-crazed dynamiters.

The whole social structure is crazy, blood-thirsty and brutal.

Hate begets hate, just as love will beget love when we become decent enough to try it.

"The foxes have holes and the birds of the air have nests, but the sons of men—millions of them—have not where to lay their heads."

"A Wave of Horror"—may it sweep over mankind until Socialism ends a monstrous system where plutocratic parasites own lands and gold and the women of the working class hold skeleton babes to empty breasts—where it is considered all right and "patriotic" to go out and murder that these parasites may revel in splendor and fools go frantic and sing of the glories of war and feel no waves of horror over the crime.

A Wave of Horror over the mad act of James McNamara that killed 21 men?


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The discerning reader will spot the glittering falchion of malice lurking in the initial letters. Read them downward, they convey: ! Lester had but to convey this poisoned comfit to his chief: then, playing upon the artless Pearl, persuade her to show it to him—point out the murderous duplicity of the love token; and she would recoil into his arms. Greenwich Village would sound the timbrel of joy, and even the Oblique might find a softer-hearted papyrus vendor. Vos plaudite! With such thoughts, amid the wailing matin song of boarding-house steam pipes, our hero fell into a brief slumber.

That morning Lester hastened to the office. He waited feverishly until the hour when the chief usually arrived, then visited the private office. There he found the vice-president going over the


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 morning mail. "Is—is Mr. Arundel in?" he stammered.

"Mr. Arundel isn't here to-day," said the vice-president. "He will be away two weeks."

Lester retired queasily, and hurried to the corner sacred to Miss Denver. Here he found one of the other stenographers using Pearl's machine.

"Where's Miss Denver?" he asked.

The young lady, of humorous turn, looked at her wrist watch. "Getting ready to go over the top," she said.

"What do you mean?"

"Haven't you heard? She marries the boss this morning."


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 I. began to think whether it would not be advisable to black my face, put on simply a muslin petticoat and veil, and settle down as a native. That horrid sea, and four months at least of it! If it were not for you, and a few others, I never could set about that voyage. It is the only thing I am a coward about, but I cannot conceal the melancholy fact that, whenever I think of it, I am frightened to death, and it prevents my eating anything now. That dear dry land, if ever we make it again! Mind it is quite dry.

This is my birthday, moreover, and, besides fright, I am nearly dead of old age. George gave me such a pretty pair of earrings to-day—quite his own thought. I suppose he has got a trick giving presents this month. I am quite tired of buying for him and of seeing native jewellers. I bought eight rings the last. two days—emeralds, sapphires, and diamonds—that, strung altogether, were quite a sight to see. The servants like them better than 10l. in money, which they spend at once, as Mussulmans think jt a sin to save.

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 without an enemy to face, is at this time of the year almost impossible. The last letter received from Sir A. Burnes, immediately before his murder, spoke of the extreme tranquillity of the country; so this outbreak found them totally unprepared. As you may conceive George is very much harassed by anxiety for the fate of all there. It is very hard for him that, during the very last weeks of his stay here, when there is no time for him to get things straight again, this misfortune should have happened from the too great security of those on the spot. And a fearful misfortune it is likely to prove. Knowing what a savage people the Afghans are, I never can get the horrors that may happen out of my head. Letters from Lady Sale have been received by her husband. She seems to be a wonderful woman; quite aware of their desperate state, but not one word of terror.

Judging from the last intelligence, we must hear something decisive before this goes; so I will write no more about it now.

My dearest, whatever you do, never settle in a country where there is anything in the shape of war. I cannot say how much I look forward to Lord Ellenborough’s arrival; all this

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 Wednesday, 19th.

It is very odd that no letters whatever have come from Cabul for three weeks, but the reports are all favourable. Yours most affectionately, E. E.

Government House, January 14, 1842.

I did not hear from you last month. I suppose, as usual, you were tossing about on that dreadful sea, and I did not write; for, as you will have heard, we were in a melancholy way about that insurrection at Cabul; and it has been protracted anxiety, for the peril of all there is still very great, and I fear before I send this there will be bad tidings to tell. In other parts of Afghanistan everything has been quieted. The direct intelligence from Cabul is so scanty we hardly understand the state of affairs there, or why, with five thousand troops, no effort has been made; we only know that the camp is surrounded and provisions failing fast. Lady Macnaghton, Lady Sale, and many other ladies we know are there, some with large families of children; and to retreat, even

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 moving his fingers up and down the blade. After a little while a few drops of water fall from the point of the kris, and these drops quickly develop into a stream that will fill a cup. The "pâwang" will then hand round the blade and tell you to bend it; this you will find no difficulty in doing, but by making two or three passes over the kris the "pâwang" can render it again so hard that it cannot be bent.

The only drawback to this trick or miracle is that the process ruins the temper of the steel, and a kris that has been thus treated is useless.

One evening I was discussing these various superstitions with the Sultan of Perak, and I did not notice that the spiritual teacher of His Highness had entered and was waiting to lead the evening prayer. The guru, or teacher, no doubt heard the end of our conversation and was duly scandalised, for the next day I received from him a letter, of which the following is the translation:

"First praise to God, the Giver of all good, a Fountain of Compassion to His servants.

"From Haji Wan Muhammad. Teacher of His Highness the Sultan of Perak, to the Resident who administers the Government of Perak.

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 IsrafVs provoeatioms.

Lxxviii. 54.— PSALMS.— Lxxxi. 2. OocC n judgmsnU d- merde*.

And their enemies hatli the sea covered. '* Aud He bringeth them iu unto the bordoi- of His sanctuary,

Tliis mountain His right hand had got, "* Aud casteth out nations from before them,

And causeth them to fall in the line of in- heritance, [in their tents,

And causeth the tribes of Israel to dwell ^ And they tempt and provoke God Most High,

And His testimonies have not kept. ^^ And they turn back.

And deal treacherously like their fathers,

They have been turned like a deceitful bow, "8 And make Him angry with their high places,

And with their graven images make Him

zealous, [wroth.

"^ God hath heard, and sheweth Himself

And kicketh exceedingly against Israel ^^ And He leaveth the tabernacle of Shiloh,

The tent He hadplaced among men, ®' And He giveth His strength to captivity.

And His beauty into the hand of an ad- versary, ^- And delivereth up to the sword His people,

And with His inheritance shewed Himself ^^ His yoimg men hath fire consumed, [angry.

And His virgins have not been praised.
 * ■* His priests by the sword have fallen.

And their widows weep not. ^ And the Lord waketh as a sleeper.

As a mighty one crying aloud from wine. ™ And He smiteth His adversaries backward,

A reproach age-during He hath put on them, ^^ And He kicketh against the tent of Joseph,

And on the tribe of Ephraim hath not fixed. 8^ And He chooseth the tribe of Judah,

With mount Zion that He loved, ^8 And buildeth His sanctuary as a high place,

Like the earth, He foundeA it to the age. ™ And He fixetli on David His servant.

And taketh him from the folds of a Hock, ^ From behind suckling ones He hath brought

To rule over Jacob His people, [liim in,

And over Israel His inheritance. "" And he ruleth them according to the inte- grity of his heart,

And by the skiKulness of his hands leadeth them !

LXXTX, A Psabn of Asaph.

' O God, nations have come into Thy inherit-

Tliey have defiletl Thy holy temple, [ance.

They made Jerusalem become heaps, - They gave the dead liodies of Thy servants

Food for the fowls of the heavens,

The flesh of Thy saints

For the wild beast of the earth. 3 They have shed their blood

As water round about Jerusalem,

And there is none burying.

A scorn and a derision to our surrounders.
 * We have been a reproach to our neighbours,

'" Till when, Jehovah? art Thou angry for Thy jealousy doth bum as fire. [ever?

 * Pour Thy fury on the nations who have not

known Thee, [Thy name.

And on kingdoms that have not called in ' For (me hath devoured Jacob,

And liis liabitatiou they have made desolate. Haate, let Thy mercies go before us, [fathers, 378
 * Remember not for us the inicjuitics of fore-

For we have been very weak. ^ Help us, O God of our salvation. Because of the honour of Thy name, And deliver us, aud cover over our sirs, For Thy name's sake.

10 Why do the nations say, ' Where wtheir God ?' Let be known among the nations before our

eyes.

The vengeance of the blood of Thy servants

that is shed. [before Thee,

1' Let the groaning of the x>risoner come in

According to the greatness of Thine arm.

Leave Thou the sons of death.
 * - And turn Thou back to our neighbours.

Sevenfold unto their bosom, their reproach,

Wherewith they reproached Thee, Lord. ^^ And we. Thy people, and the ilock of Thy

We give thanks to Thee to the age, [pasture.

To all generations we recount Thy jiraise !

LXXX. To the Overseer. — ' On the Lilies."

A testimony of Asapli.^ — A Psalm. 1 Shepherd of Israel, give ear.

Leading Joseph as a flock,

Inhabiting the cherubs — shine forth, [seh,

- Before Ephraim, and Benjamin, and Manas- Wake up Thy might, and come for our sal-

^ God, cause us to turn back, [vation.

And cause Thy face to shine, and we are ■* Jehovah, God of Hosts, till wlien? [saved.

Thou hast burned against the prayer of Thy people. ^ Thou hast caused them to eat bread of tears,

And causest them to drink

With tears a third time. ® Thou makest us a strife to our neighbours,

And our enemies mock at it. ^ God of Hosts, turn us back, [saved.

And cause Thy face to shine, and we are 8 A vine out of Egypt Thou dost bring.

Thou dost cast out nations, and plantest it. ^ Thou hast looked before it, and dost root it,

And it iilleth the land, '* Covered have been hills vnth its shadow,

And its boughs are cedars of God.

11 It sendeth forth its branches imto the sea. And unto the river its sucklings.

1- Why hast Thou broken down its hedges,

And all passing by the way have plucked it? '^ A boar out of the forest doth waste it.

And a wild beast of the fields consumeth it. '■* God of Hosts, turn back, we beseech Thee,

Look from heaven, and see, and inspect this vine, 1' And the root that Thy right hand planted.

And the branch ThoumadeststrongforThee, 1^ Burnt with fire — cut down.

From the rebuke of Tiiy face they perish.

17 Let Thy hand be on the man of Thy right On the son of man [hand. Thou hast strengthened for Thvself.

18 And we do not go back from Tuee,

Thou dost revive us, and in Thy name we

'" O Jehovah, God of Hosts, turn us back, [call.

Cause Thy face to shine, aud we are saved !

LXXXL To the Overseer.—' On the Gittith.'

By Asaph. 1 Ciy aloud to God our strength. Shout to the ('!od of Jacob.

- Jjift up a song, and give out a timbrel.

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10 generate, by its vital force, some of the elements of which it is composed. An organism was considered to be a creative agent, forming and transmuting the materials of its higher structures. How far the investigations of chemistry have separated us from such fictions I need not remind you; for whatever may be thought of the forces exhibited by living beings, no one would now question the origin and nature of their materials. No one at this day would even dare to hint at any transmutation of the organic elements. It appears, however, that we are not yet entirely emancipated from such conceptions; and that there is still wanting a full and implicit belief that the as yet mysterious phenomena of life are correlative with the lower forces in nature. Whilst the advances of chemistry were settling the question of material elements, physics was deeply occupied with the relations of forces. These relations, which had so long engaged and perplexed logical ingenuity, still remained comparatively bar-


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"Once in a year there shall be given a solemn oration to commemorate the benefactors of the College, and to encourage its members to search out the secrets of nature by way of experiment."

This was the express wish of Harvey, and for the annual fulfilment of it he duly provided. It is this occasion which, after more than two centuries, calls us together to-day. Had I not felt it a duty to comply with the request of our President to deliver this oration, I should gladly have put aside the task thus devolving upon me, feeling as I do very deeply the responsibility of undertaking it. But by doing so I felt I should incur greater blame than by failing in a


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52 The Harveian Oration. possibly be interpreted in terms of Matter, whereas there is not the remotest possibility of so interpreting them."

What the student of nature's mysteries always needs to remember is his position. as viewing things from his own centre, rather than from the centre. What he has chiefly to avoid is that discouragement should not pass into denial. If our difficulties are great, our hope is assured that the organic laws, in their highest conception, correlate with laws of truth, and culminate in that moral nature expressed by the term holiness. Thus, only to those unconversant with the practice of medicine can it seem strange that, ever occupied as we are with the fai- lures of humanity, the mists of physical and moral disease cannot obscure the brightness of that ideal perfection which the law of life" casts upon our path.

 * "Principles of Psychology," p. 158.

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20 ever make greater and greater demands upon the intellect to fathom them. It is an operation which reaches so far as to include in its last developments an intellectual and a moral law,—all the infinite organic variety we see around us, and that subtle world we feel within.

The time is passing in which the human mind can remain satisfied to rest under the fetters it has imposed upon itself, or to cherish its own phantasms as if its very existence depended upon them. "Man knows only what he has observed of the course of nature" is the notorious dictum of science, showing the limit and the mode of the acquirement of our knowledge: the limit as wide as nature itself; and the mode but readiness to be taught. Notwithstanding, therefore, the adverse decision of schools and dogmas, science still occupies itself with the possibilities of occasional automatic generation. And that it should be so, let it not raise antagonism in the minds of those whose inquiries lie in another


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30 The Harveian Oration. belief as that which is daily presented to us in the development of the ovum ? From a cell so simple that our minds are baffled by its simplicity in attaching any significance to it whatever, the whole complex organism grows into form and activity. Is it not therefore conceivable, is it not rather by this example suggested, that the higher organic forms which inhabit the world to- day may, by the keen eye of science, be tracked through the dim vista of past time to their equally simple beginnings, varied and modified by the changing circumstances in and around them? Simplicity, as we have proof in these early conditions of the ovum, raises of itself no objections. It is imposed upon the highest as well as on the lowest organisms to have the same homo- geneous beginnings; and if, as a modern physiologist says, "a single cell, under appropriate conditions, becomes a man in the space of a few years, there can surely be no difficulty in understanding

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 * Herbert Spencer, "Principles of Biology," vol.i.