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Our lady readers will pardon us if we pause for a ht concealed beneath those enigmatic words of the archdeacon: "This will kill that The book will kill the edifice"

To our ht had two faces In the first place, it was a priestly thought It was the affright of the priest in the presence of a new agent, the printing press It was the terror and dazzled amazement of the men of the sanctuary, in the presence of the lu It was the pulpit and thesiel Legion unfold his six s It was the cry of the prophet who already hears e; who beholds in the future, intelligence sapping faith, opinion dethroning belief, the world shaking off Ronostication of the philosopher who sees hu from the theocratic recipient It was the terror of the soldier who exa ranified that one poas about to succeed another power Itthis thought, the first and most simple one, no doubt, there was in our opinion another, newer one, a corollary of the first, less easy to perceive andno longer to the priest alone but to the savant and the artist It was a presenti its fore its eneration would no longer be written with the same matter, and in the same manner; that the book of stone, so solid and so durable, was about to make way for the book of paper, more solid and still ue for will kill architecture"

In fact, fros down to the fifteenth century of the Christian era, inclusive, architecture is the great book of hues of developence

When the memory of the first races felt itself overloaded, when the mass of reminiscences of the human race beca, ran the risk of losing them on the way, men transcribed them on the soil in a manner which was at once the most visible, most durable, and most natural They sealed each tradition beneath a monument