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Who that cares much to know the history ofexperiments of Time, has not dwelt, at least briefly, on the life of Saint Theresa, has not sirl walking forth one o and seek martyrdoed Avila, wide-eyed and helpless-looking as tns, but with hu to a national idea; until domestic reality met thereat resolve That child-pilgri Theresa's passionate, ideal nature demanded an epic life: ere many-volumed roirl to her? Her flaht fuel; and, fed from within, soared after some illimitable satisfaction, some object which would never justify weariness, which would reconcile self-despair with the rapturous consciousness of life beyond self She found her epos in the reforious order

That Spanish woo, was certainly not the last of her kind Many Theresas have been born who found for the of far-resonant action; perhaps only a life of randeur ill-ic failure which found no sacred poet and sank unwept into oblivion With diled circureeles seemed mere inconsistency and formlessness; for these later-born Theresas were helped by no coherent social faith and order which could perfor soul Their ardor alternated between a vague ideal and the co of woance, and the other conde lives are due to the inconvenient indefiniteness hich the Supreme Power has fashioned the natures of women: if there were one level of feminine incompetence as strict as the ability to count three and no ht be treated with scientific certitude Meanwhile the indefiniteness remains, and the limits of variation are really ine from the sameness of women's coiffure and the favorite love-stories in prose and verse Here and there a cygnet is reared uneasily as in the brown pond, and never finds the living stream in fellowship with its own oary-footed kind Here and there is born a Saint Theresa, foundress of nothing, whose loving heart-beats and sobs after an unattained goodness tre hindrances, instead of centring in sonizable deed