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up. In vain he tells himself how sleeve size, and there are needles, all splendid, how invigorating will be the arranged like organ-pipes according to plunge from his warm bed right into the height; there are threads — white and fresh, brisk, hygienic morning air. black and olive-drab; there are buttons

The fresh, brisk, hygienic morning the kind you sew on and the kind air does not appeal to him. Unwilling- you are told to screw on. ly he recalls a line in the superfurnace No doubt there are other things. For advertisement, — 'Get up warm and it is a bag's nature to conceal forever cosy,' - and helplessly wishes that he another portion of its riches. Kit has had such a furnace. "Like Andrew this trait. I found the tooth-brush on Carnegie!' he adds bitterly. At that my first exploration, but it took two or moment he would anarchistically as- three to find the pocket-comb. Snugsassinate Andrew, provided he could do gled against the pencils I found a pair it without getting up. Nevertheless- of shoe-laces and just this minute, he gets up! He puts on - Curse it, when I went over her contents to see where is that sleeve?' — the bath-robe what I had left out, I found a tiny oval and slippers that have been all night mirror tucked into the pocket which cooling for him, and starts on his lonely holds the pad - a mirror which shows

a journey through the tomblike silence. its donor's sense of humor and her genNow, if ever, is the time to hum, but uine humanity, for on its celluloid back there is not a hum in him: down, down, is a picture of a woman, probably an down he goes to the cellar and peeks actress, in tights. with dull hope through the familiar Who but a genius could have selectlittle door. 'Good morning, Fire.' He ed anything more congenial with a solshakes, he shovels, he opens drafts and dier's life? As I lie in the trenches next manipulates dampers. And the Fur- May, - I hope, - or earlier, I shall

, nace, impassive, like a Buddha holding have no use for the reflective side of a up the house with as many arms as mirror, unless I can use it for a helioan octopus, seems to be watching him graph; but I can always use its back to with a grave yet idle interest. Which is brighten my portion of the dug-out. all the more horrible because it has The good creature could not give me no face.

the picture alone - that would have

wounded all her sense of propriety. RECEPTACLES

But she knew that anything that the The other day a very kind woman, front side might reflect could not but seeing that I was a soldier, gave me a offset anything that the back might bag whose name was Tacoma Kit. Kit suggest, so that she outdid Munchauis a slender thing, green in complexion, sen in killing two birds with one stone. and contains no end of objects. She That woman in tights is quite the contains a pad and a fine soft pencil, a most useful thing I own. When I look half-dozen postcards, some envelopes, at it I can be homesick for the theatres a comb, a tooth-brush, a small cake of and lights of San Francisco: for those soap. She also contains a housewife, wonderful cafés where you can make a whose name is doubtless Tacoma Dor- yellow chartreuse last an evening and cas; and Dorcas again contains her not be considered an idler; for Solari's quota. Kit contains her thousands but and Jack's and Fleix's and, at times, Dorcas contains her tens of thousands. perhaps, for Coppa's; for the Liberty, There are safety pins, from the big where I saw a real Stenterello; for blanket size down to the little shirt- but let me not think of San Francisco



now. Those brown hills and purple does it have a copy of the ‘Marseiltrees in the canyons and the blue green laise'? It does not. Does it even have bay, and the blue jays among the apri- a twist of string? It does not. And yet, cots they too are part of San Fran- suppose amid my shaving I should cisco. And here in the north it rains want to know whether ‘Aux armes. every day and we have but a moun- citoyens' comes before ‘Marchons, tain whose name alone interests people. marchons,' would this neat leather case Yes, the woman in tights will bring all help me? Suppose, when I was combthat back to me as I fight in the mud. ing my hair, the mirror fell off the wall But she will also serve as a reminder of and I wanted to tie it up again, of the life I am glad to leave behind. I what use would the flat clothes-brush can point to her and say, 'O naughty be to me? world, this is a sweeter place in which But, Kit, Kit, I am sure, would help to live.'

me. Though I do not intend to verify It is this steady discovery of things my suspicions, I am sure that Kit will in her that makes me enjoy Kit's com- rise to any occasion, like her namesake, pany so much. It is a quality that only Caterina Sforza. When Caterina held bags have. In that they are like friends. her husband's castle for many weeks From without they are cut from a uni- against an enemy who kept her chil

a versal pattern, but once begin to live dren as hostages, she was told to surwith them, to open them up, to explore render or see her children killed. “Kill their depths, to poke here and there, them,' she replied; 'I can make others.' and you find inexhaustible riches. It is So Kit, less vehement in deeds, poor never the foresight that you admire, inanimate creation, will respond when the foresight which put the things to- put to the test. Her great progenitrix gether. As in friends, you do not seek a was the bag of Mrs. Swiss Family Robprudent combination of qualities: that inson, a woman who gets all the credit each be valuable in itself, even though herself — wrongly to my way of thinkthey are hopeless in relation to one an- ing. Wrongly, for the bag deserves it other, is sufficient.

all. Given such a receptacle, and I care I have a friend who is both a lover of not who makes the pigeon-holes of a Rabelais and an industrial chemist; the nation; any one can win a reputation one does not neutralize the other. Sim- for prudence. For bags, like eternity, ilarly the postcards and the tooth- are all-inclusive: there is nothing that brush which Kit offers me are related won't go in and nothing that one is not only in so far as they are both necessi- tempted to put in. Hence, when the ties of life, yet I do not hold them in prim Mrs. Swiss Family went round less esteem on that account. It is in- the sinking ship, she simply dumped in deed the apparent chaos which makes everything from beeswax to Euclid. But a bag, of all receptacles, the most phil- like the Elephant's Child, she had to. osophical. It makes it a world in itself; A bag is like that most catholic of a cosmos whose plan is too deep for the musical instruments, the comb. It is passing glance to comprehend; an or- limited only by the human imagination. der like that of consciousness itself. It is like the rainbow, without begin

I have a leather toilet-case which is ning or end, yet tempting one to find the very antithesis of Kit. Everything its beginning and its end. It is like in it was selected for one purpose poetry in the way it distends the fancy in the masculine toilet. It has brushes and like prose in the way it keeps the and combs and razors and the like, but world concrete.

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NEAR the middle of the third cen- ing of apologetics. Cyprian's letter tury, A.D., Cyprian, Bishop of Carth- might have been written by any one of age, wrote to his friend, Donatus, thousands of American prelates, bishThis is a cheerful world as I see it from

ops, dignitaries, and eminent clergymy fair garden, under the shadow of my

men between August, 1914, and April, vines. But if I could ascend some high

1917, and its reproduction in any one mountain, and look out over the wide lands, of a hundred ecclesiastical periodicals you know very well what I should see: would have called forth no comment. brigands on the highways, pirates on the When it is remembered that even the seas, armies fighting, cities burning, in the senior Apostle, surnamed a 'Rock,' amphitheatres men murdered to please ap- hugged the comfortable brazier while plauding crowds, selfishness and cruelty and

the world's greatest tragedy was climbmisery and despair under all roofs. It is

ing swiftly to its climax, those who are a bad world, Donatus, an incredibly bad

in the sacred 'succession’ may claim a world. But I have discovered in the midst of it a quiet and holy people who have

little leniency. But not too much; ninelearned a great secret. They have found a teen centuries of penitent meditation joy which is a thousand times better than should surely have borne some fruit. any of the pleasures of our sinful life. They Thoughtful men and women are askare despised and persecuted, but they care ing what became of the spiritual leadnot. They are masters of their souls. They

ers of America during those thirty-two have overcome the world. These people, months when Europe and parts of Asia Donatus, are the Christians - and I am

were passing through Gehenna. What one of them.

prelate or bishop or ecclesiastical dig. Perhaps it is not just to accept this nitary essayed the work of spiritual charming letter as a full-length por- interpretation? What convocation or trait of the famous North African conference or assembly spoke so conbishop, for he met a martyr's death in vincingly that the national conscience the end, with the fortitude we like all must perforce listen? What book from true bishops to display. Yet, as a pass- a clerical study gave the sanctities of ing picture, we certainly have a glimpse humanity and the sanctions of law of how a Christian may regard this the foremost place in current thought? gruesome world and come to accept the What voice from altar or pulpit libercloistered and sequestered calmness of ated a passion of righteous indignation other-worldliness as the most convinc- and set this continent aflame with holy VOL. 121 - NO. 2

wrath? Not all the clergy of the world adventure, the dispassionate gathering can be covered by Cardinal Mercier's and sifting of evidence, the bitter cry magnificent heroism. None is ab- of pain over outraged sanctities, which solved by the fact that the see of Can- have built up the present ethical and terbury failed as a spiritual primacy. spiritual consciousness of America, The rank and file of American laymen came chiefly from men who never have not formed the habit of depend- claimed to possess official supernatural ing upon their ecclesiastical grandpar- discernment. The priesthood which ents and second cousins in Europe for has led us through darkness and doubt, spiritual or ethical guidance.

confusion and amazement, has not Doubtless it will be urged that the been of the house of Aaron; that we President of these United States had have reached the place of righteouscounseled strict neutrality in speech ness, where our spirits may face a Holy and thought. Even so, the very first God and live, has been an uncovenanquestion a vigilant spiritual leader- ted mercy. Into what deep morass or ship should have asked would concern

sterile wilderness or Arctic zone we the right to issue such a command. might have wandered with no guidThere may have been an internation- ance at all cannot even be imagined; al sense in which the Administration but we surrendered ourselves to Maeitself was bound to be scrupulously terlinck, Arnold Toynbee, Lord Bryce, circumspect, but since when has dip- Raemakers, Maurice Barrès, Alfred lomatic usage become binding upon Noyes, Owen Wister, Donald Hankey, the souls of the successors of Moses, Masefield, H. G. Wells, J. M. Beck, Elijah, Isaiah, Micah, John the Bap- Frank H. Simonds, Ian Hay Beith; tist, and Paul? Since when, and by and these, unmitred and unordained, whose authority, have prophets and in varying degree and by variant methapostles surrendered their spiritual ods brought us to the truth. function of interpretation into the keep- In the meantime, while millions of ing of rulers and cabinets? Has it not individual Gethsemanes and Calvarys been ever the chief glory of the Chris- were merging into a real Armageddon, tian ministry that its heights of gran- many, many comforting sermons were deur and service were found in such in- preached from American pulpits upon dependent souls as Thomas à Becket, Isaiah xxx, 15. 'In returning and in Savonarola, Huss, Wycliffe, Knox, and rest shall ye be saved; in quietness and John Robinson? The authority of the in confidence shall be your strength, prophet is withdrawn when he sits on until George Adam Smith's exegesis of the steps of a throne or the porch of a the passage broke down from old age White House, and becomes the echo of and malnutrition and overwork. the civil power; or, at least, so history Ordinary laymen, who have not been seems to teach.

accustomed to the limpid simplicity of The situation is not at all improved German Biblical criticism, theology, when the commonalty muses upon the and philosophy, may be pardoned for fact that there has been a lofty and failing to divine the temper and trend soul-moving exposition of the terrible of Teutonic thought. But every minisdrama which mankind is playing out, ter knows that from the days of Ferdiand that the spiritual teachers have nand Christian Baur, founder of the been laymen. The history, philosophy, Tübingen School, down to the latest poetry, the parables in art, the person- word from P. W. Schmiedel, there has al narrative of physical and psychical been a patient, indefatigable, and re

lentless effort to squeeze every possible clearly, too, that the truest compassion lies trace of the supernatural from the Old in taking the sternest measures, in order to and New Testaments. If the task had bring the war itself to an early close.' been undertaken by minions under an

Pastor W. Lehmann: ‘We are beginning imperial fiat it could not have been per

slowly, humbly, and yet with a deep glad

ness, to divine God's intentions. It may formed more faithfully. By the time an

sound proud, my friends, but we are conAmerican scholar has followed his

scious that it is also in all humbleness that course of training through Wellhausen,

we say it: the German soul is God's; it shall Harnack, Wendt, Pfleiderer, Ritschl, and will rule over mankind.' and a score of other German authori- Pastor J. Rump: ‘From all sides testities, and has made his researches cul- monies are flowing in as to the noble manminate in Von Hartmann and Ernst ner in which our troops conduct the war.' Haeckel, he has not enough of the su

Pastor H. Francke: ‘Germany is prepernatural left to run a tin toy, let alone cisely — who would venture to deny it? a universe. And no one had any excuse

the representative of the highest morality, for ignorance concerning the gigantic tened Christianity. He, therefore, who

of the purest humanity, of the most chassuperman superstition of Nietzsche,

fights for its maintenance, its victory, fights Treitschke, and Bernhardi; it was

for the highest blessings of humanity itself, described, discussed, dissected, and

and for human progress. Its defeat, its damned in all kinds of periodicals with decline, would mean a falling back to the in six months of the breaking of the worst barbarism.' Belgian border. The inference is in- Pastor D. Baumgarten: 'We are not only evitable, that, when the leaders of a na- compelled to accept the war that is forced tion's life in theology and philosophy upon us ... but are even compelled to carry play skittles with every claim to Divine

on this war with a cruelty, a ruthlessness, interest in the affairs of mankind, and

an employment of every imaginable device, reduce anything which goes beyond cannot prevail upon himself to approve

unknown in any previous war. “Whoever the precincts of the material to a sub

from the bottom of his heart the sinking of jective and subconscious phenomenon, the Lusitania - whoever cannot conquer they are not likely to base national

his sense of the gigantic cruelty (ungeheure conduct upon the immutable and eter- Grausamkeit] to unnumbered innocent vicnal foundations of righteousness.

tims and give himself up to honest deAnd we have the evidence that such light at this victorious exploit of German has been the effect. During those aw

defensive power -- him we

judge to be no

true German.' ful thirty-two months of Belgium's Via Dolorosa, while our preachers were ex- This pronouncement of the Christian pounding the gospel of the lotus leaves, Pastor Baumgarten was deemed wor— 'In quietness and in confidence shall thy of re-publication in a series of pambe your strength,' — the German pas- phlets by notable professors of Berlin tors were justifying a debauchery and University. barbarity which would have been con- 'Stale and marked by scissors and sidered immoral even in the days be- paste!' Yes, that is why they are quotfore a word of our Bible was scratched ed here; they have been the round on papyrus. Here are a few of their of the monthlies, weeklies, and dailies; unctuously impious messages deliver they were sent to America by British ed after some of the worst outrages of scholars to offset the rampant German the war had been committed:

propaganda. Every clergyman who is Pastor G. Graub: 'Our troops are as

not an intellectual mollusk has had a sured of their mission; and they recognize bowing acquaintance with them for a

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