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is not one of the millionaires you read about in the newspapers: he is the man behind them-the biggest of them all. He has forests in Canada, ruby mines in the Urals, radium deposits in Brazil, hotels in Japan. There are trust and holding companies and secret agreements. It is a wonderful affair!" This fantastic creature is the storm-centre of startling events, in which the two adventurers become involved: They prevent Germany from reëstablishing a Monarchy and starting another "Great War"; they all three fall in love with Carlotta, a beguiling Italian girl. Strange characters, mysterious world-shaking politics, amusing complications, carry an original idea through to climactic and successful-finish.

Palmer Cox

The Birds Have Come for Him

All wild and mysterious creatures perish when progress overtakes them. First the Indians went. Then the buffalos. Now the Brownies are almost gone. Who remembers them? They lived and flourished less than 20 years ago, their habitat neither forest nor prairies, but the pages of St. Nicholas Magazine and their own special books. They are almost gone because they are almost forgotten; children read about Abe Kabibble, Powerful Katinka and the Hall-Room boys. The other day

Palmer Cox, artist and author, died at his home in Granby, Quebec. Everybody suddenly remembered the Brownies.

Palmer Cox began to draw in 1863, in California, when he was 23 years old. He had some success, came to New York for more. First he drew animals and published his drawings, chiefly in magazines for children. He was asked to illustrate a poem by Arthur Gillman, The Revolt of the Alphabet, to be published in St. Nicholas. It was in the margins around this poem that the first Brownies capered and grimaced; after that the magazine rarely appeared without them. Remarkable creatures they were, about an inch high; their bodies were uncouth but agile - spindleshanked, with rotund small bellies; they had pendulous cheeks, tiny eyes and huge mouths, capable of infinite expression. They could wear any clothes with an odd look, but their normal garb was doublet and hose, worn with a tasseled cap peculiar to their order.

They were not the sort of knavish sprites that frighten housewives, pinch old men sleeping, and mislead nightwanderers. No, they were kindly imps. "Every one of the Brownies does good," once said Palmer Cox, "without any thought of reward. Every one of my Brownie books is packed with morals,

but I don't think that the children who read them have the least idea that they're there." If the children had, the Brownie books might not have become as they did, standbys in every household.

The Brownies were always up to something. They went to school, they visited the zoo, they disported themselves in gymnasiums, they travelled. The only rule of their clan was that nothing could ever be repeated. Once they became stranded on an island far from shore. They could not get off by building a boat because they had done that before, and the rule was not to be

BROWNIES

"They disported themselves"

broken. How were they to escape? Innumerable American children sorrowed; nurses worried; mothers wrote letters to Mr. Cox. At last he thought of a way to save them; birds flew over from the mainland and the Brownies rode back to safety through the air. Now they are stranded again, and there is no one to get them off. The birds have come for Palmer Cox.

Said John Farrar, Bookman editor: "The man who created the famous Brownies was one of the gentlest and quaintest people I have ever met. His whole life seemed to be tied up in the absurd and entertaining little creatures he had invented. Before you had known him very long, he would present you with a card on which he had painted a Brownie in glowing colors, and had printed a verse supposed to be peculiarly fitted to your own temperament. I think that Mr. Cox came to believe that there was something mystical about a Brownie. Perhaps there

was.

I can remember spending hours as a child curled in a huge red armchair with bound volumes of St. Nicholas, reveling in the pranks of the Brownies, the Indian, the policeman, the sailor, Uncle Sam. What a strange contrast, to be sure, were these tiny beings, to the massive Mr. Cox, who was six feet two, broad-shouldered, lumbering, powerful. When I saw him two years ago, he still gave the impression of a man of great strength."

THE THEATRE

The Best Plays

These are the plays which, in the light of metropolitan criticism, seem most important:

Drama

THE WONDERFUL VISIT-An intruding Angel finds that things on Earth are not as they are in Heaven.

COBRA-Eve and the snake develop interlocking personalities, for the confusion of the modern Adam.

Comedy

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EXPRESSING WILLIE-Proving conclusively that temperament, attribute of opera-singers and long-haired virtuosos, is not for the plain business

man.

FASHION, OR LIFE IN NEW YORKSpurious counts, innocent maidens, forging financiers, tell-tale French maids all take the audience into their confidence in whispered asides and descriptive musical renditions in this revival of Anna Cora Mowatt's comedy of the 40's.

SWEENEY TODD-A mid-19th Century barber makes meat-pies of his enemies, thus moving us to mirth where he was wont to curl the hair of our grandfathers.

FATA MORGANA- An Hungarian "Seventeen" awakes in the morning to find that Love is, after all, a mirage.

BEGGAR ON HORSEBACK-A pungent travesty of Big Business taking itself seriously, with Genius and Love conquering all.

THE SHOW-OFF-A nicely balanced comedy that lies close to tragedy, with with an uncanny insight into a human being who considers that words outweigh deeds.

Musical

Satisfactory these hot nights are orchestra seats for Charlot's Revue, Keep Kool, Kid Boots, Innocent Eyes, I'll Say She Is.

TIME, The Weekly News-Magazine. Editors-Briton Hadden and Henry R. Luce. Associates-Manfred Gottfried (National Affairs), John S. Martin, Thomas J. C. Martyn (Foreign News). Weekly ContributorsErnest Brennecke, John Farrar, Willard T. Ingalls, Alexander Klemin, Frank Vreeland, Peter Mathews, Wells Root, Agnes Rindge, Niven Busch. Published by TIME, Inc., H. R. Luce, Pres.; J. S. Martin, Vice-Pres.; B. Hadden, Sec'y-Treas., 236 E. 39th St., New York City. Subscription rate, per year, postpaid: In the United States and Mexico, $5.00; in Canada, $5.50; elsewhere, $6.00. For advertising rates address: Robert L. Johnson, Advertising Manager, TIME, 236 E. 39th St., New York; New England representatives, Sweeney & Price, 127 Federal St., Boston, Mass.; Western representatives, Powers & Stone, 38 S. Dearborn St., Chicago, Ill.; Circulation Manager, Roy E. Larsen. Vol. IV, No. 5.

Bayreuth

MUSIC.

Wagner

Last Winter Siegfried (TIME, Jan. 28), son of the most imperial figure in the musical life of the last generation, visited the U. S.. His mission was essentially identical with that of every British lecturer, Russian ex-noble, Italian banana-vendor, who breaks through the barriers at Ellis Island: first, the uplifting of American taste, and secondarily, the collection of a bankroll.

Siegfried's visit was eminently successful. He is now back in the town of Bayreuth, Bavaria, famed for the first presentations of the great Wagnercycles. There the fruits of Siegfried's U. S. journey have made possible the resumption of the Bayreuth Festivals, under the auspices of Frau Cosima Wagner, natural daughter of Abbé Liszt, divorced wife of Dr. Hans von Bülow, widow of Richard Wagner, mother of Siegfried. Eighty-six years old, she dominates everything. Though her once sharp eyes are filmed with age, her aristocratic nose appears to be more pointed than ever. She attends rehearsals, but no one is allowed to speak to her. A performance of Tristan was scheduled. She vetoed it. It was cancelled. She is still jealous of Mathilde Wesendonck, the composer's inspiration for the figure of love-sick Isolde.

The first offering was Die Meistersinger, sung by artists selected for stature as well as for voice. All were six- or seven-footers, of Prussian

estry." Though the bulk of the audience was German middle-class, former Tsar Ferdinand of Bulgaria and General Ludendorff glittered in the

International

COSIMA WAGNER

"She dominates everything"

Wagner box. There, too, were Hugh Walpole, English author, and Count Albert Apponyi, towering Hungarian. Parsifal, Rheingold, Die Walküre, other masterpieces followed.

grenadier proportions. Herr Hermann "Agits" Weil, of the Metropolitan's pre-War staff, took the role of Hans Sachs, the shoemaker-singer of Nürnberg.

At the climax of the opera, Sachs intoned these lines:

Verging im Dunft das heilige

Römische Reich,

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What though Catholicism wanes
To zero, German Art remains.

Whereupon, the entire audience arose electrified, and bellowed three stanzas of Deutschland über Alles, while the old Imperial standard was raised over the Festival Hall. The American oldtime habitués who formed a small faithful group, joined in with small enthusiasm. One of these, Mr. Maurice Halperson, has attended every Festival since the first, in 1876. This is the 27th.

Maestro Fritz Busch, General Director of the Dresden Opera House, led the orchestra, which was said to have "glowed like a colorful piece of tap

Will "serious" composers ever write music to accompany the cinema-to drown out the eerie whir of the projection machine as the heroine's gentle hand decapitates the Bad Man?

Would Beethoven have done it, for instance? His Egmont Overture, at any rate, is excellent cinema-stuff, full of "agits" and breathless climaxes. And once an enterprising cinema-organist played through old Bach's austere Fugue in G Minor while William S. Hart wrestled with bandits in the shadow of the Nevada mountains. The combination was astoundingly successful.

And now Deems Taylor (TIME, June 30) after a few days' furious travail, has completed the score which will accompany Miss Marion Davies' stellar antics in the new Cosmopolitan production, Janice Meredith, to be released Aug. 5. About four-fifths of the composition is "original." Each of the protagonists in the film drama has been appropriately labeled with a musical Leitmotif, Miss Davies' theme, one suspects, will be something very suave and scintillating-a luscious melody.

CINEMA

The New Pictures

Tess of the d'Ubervilles. A faithful and accurate screen translation of Thomas Hardy's novel, produced and directed by Marshall Neilan with Mrs. Neilan (Blance Sweet) in the title-role.

The picture is no less gloomy, no less morose than the novel. But the superlatively fine acting of Blanche Sweet, the polished direction of Neilan and exquisite photography displaying English landscape at its loveliest save the production from entering the lists of sordid melodramas.

Conrad Nagel plays the part of the youth who learns of Tess's past immediately after their wedding and refuses to live with her. When hist judgment has become kinder, it is too late. Tess has murdered her betrayer and is sentenced to be hanged. There is no eleventh hour pardon. From a distant hill the penitent hus-t band sees the black gallows-flag raised on the county prison. Director Neilan has had the courage to carry the tragedy through and his audience away weeping.

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The Man Who Fights Alone. William Farnum makes his return to the screen after an extended absence. He comes back in rather lamentable shape as a paralytic hypocondriac and civil engineer, who considers his existence a burden to his wife, and is undoubtedly right. Twice he is about to make his quietus with a bare bodkin or some similar instrument, but on both occasions thinks better of it. Toward the end of the story his wife has an accident, and he is so alarmed that he gets right out of his chair, even forgetting to exclaim, "My God! I can walk!"-an unpardonable breach of cinema etiquette.

Manhandled. Gloria Swanson as Tess of the Tenements chews gum engagingly in this production. Through a jumble of fairly amusing incidents, she puts her best stocking forward. This picture offers one more proof that though there are a number of screen ladies who can act as well as Gloria, there are few who can wear tough clothes with such a dash of joie de vivre and expensive ones with such an atmosphere of the vivre de joie. The story is one more of those that teach, the working girl that rags are royal raiment if worn for Virtue's sake. Tom) Moore is an adequate leading man and Lilyan Tashman is excellent as Pinkie the girl whose bracelets are well-wom service stripes. Ian Keith presents his profile.

LAW

In London

Led by their leader, Charles E. Hughes, some 400 U. S. men of law rooped into Westminster Abbey, London, found chairs reserved for them n Poet's Corner. Though not yet offiially the guests of the English Bench and Bar, the visitors' presence was recognized by a sermon on Fundamenalism vs. Modernism, their native reigious issue.

Next morning, the 400, their ranks iwelled near to 1,500, entered cavernous Westminster Hall, ancient home of Anglo-Saxon Jurisprudence. Big Ben olled; an impressive silence fell; the assemblage rose; the English Judges, richly dight, proceeded majestically beind the Golden Mace of the House of Lords and the Lord High Chancellor's purse-bearer. Motioned to their seats by the purse-bearer's Maser, Lord Haldane, the U. S. barristers were formally welcomed, instructed in the legend and tradition of their surroundings. Here William Rufus had builded; here Coke and Bacon handed down the Law.

The American Bar Association replied through the mouth of Mr. Hughes. Its delegates had no political fish to fry. They were come to honor a common heritage in Law.

Thereafter, still silk-hatted, the Americans were escorted down the Strand to the Inner Temple, where guarded doors swung open upon Gray's Inn, Lincoln's Inn and all that is sedate and venerable in the Law. Cases were in progress. Little knots of men grouped about the English hosts, listening to elucidations of unfamiliar procedure. Bewigged, begowned, Lord Chief Justice, the Rt. Hon. Sir Gordon Hewart, and Justice Darling ruled their benches in the Courts of Appeal, Justice Horridge his divorce court. In one room, there arose an intricate question involving U. S. law. Experts among the visitors were pressed into willing service.

Hail and rain drove guests indoors at Ambassador and Mrs. Kelloggs' reception that day at Crewe House. The Archbishop of Canterbury entertained at tea at Lambeth Palace. Mr. Hughes returned to the Middle Temple for dinner.

Wednesday, in the central hall of the Law Courts, an usher shouted "Silence !" Out stepped George W. Wickersham, onetime U. S. Attorney General, to elaborate upon the profound effect U. S. thought had undergone from the writings of Sir William Blackstone, 18th Century commentator. As Mr. Wickersham concluded, the Stars and Stripes and the Union Jack were slipped from their moorings about a plaster figure of Sir William, gift of the American Bar to

England. A permanent figure, in bronze or marble, will be executed by Paul Bartlett, U. S. sculptor, in Paris, after it is decided whether Sir William is to stand (in full robes, wig, carrying his Commentaries) in Westminster Hall, where he sat so long, or in the Brick Court, where he had his chambers.

A royal host and hostess were affable, interested, loquacious in Buckingham Palace Gardens that afternoon. The New York Times, with seeming bad taste headlined: "AMERICANS TAKE TEA IN KING'S BACK YARD-WALES WINS YOUNGER SET."

More dinners in the Inns that evening-more mellow vintages and rare good fellowship. At the Guildhall, the Lord Mayor toasted President Coolidge.

Friday there were receptions at Sulgrave Manor, seat of George Washington's family; an Astor garden party; a reception in Westminster Hall by Lord Haldane and four onetime Lord Chancellors-Birkenhead, Cave, Finlay,

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"Prometheus Unbound"

On the beach near Carrara, Italy, not far from where his body was washed ashore in July, 1822, a colossal monument will be erected to the poet Shelley. It is to be a figure of Prometheus, exceeding 180 feet in height, greater in size than the statue of Liberty in New York Harbor, represented as in Shel

*Prometheus Unbound. Prometheus, legendary hero, brought fire to mortals and as punishment was chained to Mount Caucasus by Zeus, where an eagle by day devoured his liver, which grew again during the night. Aeschylus. Greek tragic poet, wrote two dramas: 1) Prometheus Bound, telling this story, and 2) Prometheus Unbound, telling of the deliverance of the hero by Hercules after a reconciliation of the former with Zeus. Shelley, in his poem, changes the plot somewhat-makes Prometheus an even more adamantine hero who refuses to bow to Zeus, over-throws him, liberates mankind.

ley's poem*-unbound, bearing fire to man. The idea is further expanded by making the shaft, against which the figure stands, into a lighthouse which will throw its signal light far over the Tyrrhenian sea, whose treacherous waters were the poet's grave.

The site is not precisely the part of the shore where his body was found, but a much finer one, a mile or so north, where the rugged marble mountains of Carrara furnish a lofty, solemn background.

The sculptor, Fontana, has already achieved distinction in works of impressive size-notably in the Garibaldi at Sarzana, and the newly erected Quadriga at Rome. Said Fontana: "We, too, claim some share in Shelley's memory. He lived and died among us. Prometheus has, I suppose haunted most sculptors. What fitter monument could Shelley have than Prometheus Unbound, bearing the torch of freedom?

The port needs a lighthouse. The mountains close at hand furnish the marble. The primary notion was that of a memorial to the poet but it is now coupled with that of a symbol of the friendship between the two nations, of old date in spite of passing differences, and we have not forgotten that we had England's sympathy during our time of struggle."

There has been a U. S. offer to defray all expenses but both the English and Italian committees prefer that these be met by spontaneous contribution from rich and poor alike of the two countries principally concerned.

The marble will be the joint gift of the owners of the quarries. Although the project calls for a statue that will be the most colossal ever carved of marble, the dominant characteristic of the monument is to be dignity and rough-hewn simplicity. The work should be completed within three years.

"Keep Your Hat On"

It has long been observed that Americans approach objects in art galleries much as a mortician approaches a cadaver. They take their hats off. They elevate their noses. They tiptoe. While this procedure is undoubtedly appropriate when the exhibit is very bad, John Sloan, at the Independents' exhibition in Manhattan (TIME, Mar. 24), urged the public to keep their hats on. Now comes Homer St. Gaudens (TIME, May 12), son of Augustus. Said he to newspapermen at the dedication of a new art museum in Houston: "Reassure your public that putting on felt slippers to draw near a picture is unnecessary."

Desecraters

EDUCATION

Yet

Who among college men relishes the visitations of the plebs to his "spiritual home"? Very few. this affliction is shared by graduates and undergraduates the world over. Summer vacations throw open universities to all manner of people seeking all manner of things in all manner of ways. Chief among them, and least offending, is the teacher bent upon self-improvement.

With all Oxford "down" for the Long Vac, it is customary for old men and fawning boys, bespectacled spinsters and enquiring teachers to desecrate the hallowed precincts of the University with their well-meaning, but incongruous, presence. Many matters are decided during this terrible interregnum, all of which, fortunately, are of little consequence to those who adore old Oxenford as their Alma Mater.

This year the Vice Chancellor (real head of the Varsity), the white haired Doctors, the precious and everlasting Proctors (all-powerful and most hated of mortals) and the Heads of Houses (designated heads of colleges) put their heads together and cruelly crushed to death the old Delegacy for the Extension of Teaching. By a complex arrangement the Hebdomadal Council, Convocation and Congregation (executive and legislative bodies of the University) will appoint 14 members who will be styled the Delegacy for Extra-Mural Studies -that is, academic instruction of adults carried on at various places outside of Oxford.*

Details of this scheme have yet to be laid, and there is no possibility of their being hatched before the Autumn, when "the department for the non-vocational education of adult persons beyond the limits of the University" will start to lay its educative plans in real earnest.

The whole movement is essentially sound and praiseworthy from every point of view, and, best of all, most of the undergraduates who will be "up" for the Michaelmas Term will not be a penny the wiser. Here ignorance is superlative bliss, for who cares for the stranger in one's private preserves?

"Bell-hop to the World"

There arrived upon the desk of President Ernest M. Hopkins of Dartmouth College a lengthy report. Dr. Hopkins had awaited the docu

*During the Long Vacation (June to October) Oxford has for long been, intra- and extra-murally speaking, busy with the propagation of knowledge among adults, teachers in particular.

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DARTMOUTH'S PRESIDENT
He was informed

ment with interest. Its authors were twelve Dartmouth Seniors whom he had relieved of much curriculum work last February and sent forth to ferret out, at home and abroad, the secrets: why a college exists, how it ought to exist.

Dr. Hopkins picked up the report, turned its pages, was informed:

That a wave of "mass education" swept over the country beginning in 1914-large lecture classes necessitated by swarming students.

That "mass education" meant merely passivity, absorption, retention, partial regurgitation on the part of the student.

That to rekindle the fires of individual intellectual ambition, it were well to go even the length of abolishing lecture courses and send the student to the library, not friendless but alone.

That the Age of Industry, with its deity of "practicality," has demanded, the college has complied, until "the serious question arises: Should the college continue to be bell-hop to the world?"

That the answer to this question is "No! The college is, in a certain sense, one of the luxuries of civilization." It must ring the bell, not answer it.

That neither economically nor rationally can the college concern itself with any but superior talent among candidates for admission-hence, a further review of Dartmouth's selective admission plan instituted two years ago.

Just such critiques are to be found, varying in length, detail, practicability but never in import, at every conscious college in the land. At Princeton University, just such thought wrought changes last yearemphasis on intellectual initiative, abolishment of the "cut" curse, careful Freshman selection. Some believe that historians will date a renaissance of the American intellect from, say, 1920.

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Summer

In Europe, a hot Summer sun flooded university courts and quadrangles, peopled with caretakers, guides, tourists-and students. As is becoming more and more the case in the U. S., Summer schools improved the shining hours of July and August, chiefly to the advantage of those who instruct at other seasons.

At Cambridge, the main lectures are on Egypt, on English Literature (with special reference to renowned literary sons of Cambridge), on Theology.

At Oxford, it is the History of the Middle Ages and Speech Training.

At Liverpool, Spanish (the course to be completed at Talander, in the North of Spain).

In France, at the Universities of Besançon, Clermont-Ferrand, Dijon, Grenoble, Lille, Nancy, Poitiers, Strasbourg, Summer curricula are for the benefit of foreigners, chiefly, who seek to know French Life, Literature, History, Art.

At Fontainebleau, the School of Music is attended by many American teachers, artists, advanced students.

At Leyden, Holland, the lecturesubjects foster Dutch American Amity (TIME, July 21).

At Rome, the American Academy offers History and Classics.

In Spain, at Toulouse (France), at Mexico City, and in Porto Rico, universities have opened the vistas of Spanish Art, Literature, Language.

In Switzerland, the Council and Assembly of the League of Nations have afforded a laboratory for courses at the University of Geneva in current International Polity. Other courses: Alpine Botany, Field Geology, Fresh-water Zoölogy, Child Welfare, Esperanto, other Languages.

Conferences

At Blacksbury, Va., instructors in Vocational agriculture from 70 Virginia high schools convened for the seventh time in seven years, exchanged ideas on their common work.

At Christiania, Norway, a report on the activities of the American Association of University Women was read by Miss Emma Noonan, of San

Francisco, in behalf of Dr. Aurelia Henry Reinhardt, President of Mills College (Oakland, Calif.) and of the American association, before the biennial meeting of the International Federation of University Women. CAt Bournemouth, England, Welsh and English educational authorities convened, discussed raising the school-leaving age from 14 to 15, discussed adult education.

At Washington, the National Council for the Prevention of War held a two-day session on the 10th anniversary of the World War (see FOREIGN AFFAIRS). "Coöperation" was urged "as a means." "Where people are joining hands and coöperating for common ends there can be no armed conflict." Telegrams of endorsement were received from State Governors, clergymen, statesmen, politicians, anti-war associations.

Another Institute

Peacefully, making no comparisons, Furman University at Greenville, S. C., joined the brigade of "instituteholders." It announced an Institute of Politics from Aug. 5 to 15, inclusive, without once mentioning the Chicago Institute of International Politics or the Williamstown Institute of Politics, of which "popular" gathering the Chicagoans alleged themselves to be the scholarly, scientific counterpart (TIME, July 14, 28).

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Furman's sessions will be matutinal, with midday round-tables, with afternoons off for recreation. Some speakers and subjects: Aug. 5-"Principles of Constitutional Government," Prof. William Starr Myers of Princeton; "Recent Developments in European Governments," by Associate Prof. Lindsay Rogers of Columbia; "The Electorate and Foreign Affairs," by Prof. James W. Garner of the University of Illinois, President of the American Political Science Association; "The Recent History of Europe," by Prof. John H. Logan of Rutgers College (New Brunswick, N. J.).

Aug. 6- "The Federation of the World," by Dr. Hamilton Holt of Manhattan, onetime Editor of The Independent; "The Monroe Doctrine," by Associate Prof. Charles C. Thatch of Johns Hopkins; "International Law," by Prof. Charles G. Fenwick of Bryn Mawr.

Aug. 8-"Physical Background of World Politics," by Prof. George C. Wilson of Harvard.

Aug. 9-"Control of Foreign Policy in the U. S.," by Prof. Edward S. Corwin of Princeton.

Aug. 11 and 12-Unannounced subjects, by Josephus Daniels of Raleigh, N. C., onetime U. S. Secretary of the Navy.

York

RELIGION

There is no position in the world comparable to that held by His Grace the Archbishop of York. He is high, he can go no higher, no one is above him, and yet he is not the highest. He bears the title "Primate of Eng

YORK

He can go no higher

land," but he is not the head of the English Church. That post is held by His Grace of Canterbury, whose title is "Primate of all England." Between the two Archbishops a traditional feud exists. Sometimes, as in the days of St. Thomas Becket, 800 years ago, it is bitter, even bloody. Usually the feud is one of genial jest. As a rule, Canterbury crowns the King, although sometimes York has done it. Rarely, if ever, has York succeeded to the See of Canterbury. Rarely, if ever, have Their Graces of Canterbury succeeded in disciplining Their Graces of York.

The present incumbent of York is a mighty man in England, The Right Hon. and Most Rev. Cosmo Gordon Lang, D.D. His silk stockings and silver slippers are known throughout the land. On industrial problems his words carry an almost pontifical authority. When he speaks, England

harkens.

Today, England is discussing most seriously the subject of faithhealing, for it was on that subject that Dr. Lang chose to address the Congress of the British Medical Association. His text was: "From the Most High cometh healing." He

flatly predicted a "great revival of healing through faith made active by self-discipline and prayer." He brought to witness "the remarkable results of the potency of the Spirit" in the U. S. and the British dominions. He called upon the British doctors to investigate. The doctors refused. The Daily News, the Westminster Gazette, the Morning Post took up the cry. Prominent names rushed to print.

So did His Grace's voice go out unto the uttermost parts of the Empire.

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Eucharistic Congress

A fleet of fishing smacks from the little Dutch town of Volendam went out to meet an ocean liner and to escort it into the harbor of Amsterdam. On board the liner was His Eminence Cardinal Willem Van Rossum, once a humble priest among the fisher

men.

Arrived at Amsterdam, the Cardinal, acting as Legate (Plenipotentiary Representative of Pius XI) opened the 27th Eucharistic Congress of the Holy Catholic Church. Although Holland is predominantly Protestant, Amsterdam is largely Catholic and greeted with enthusiasm prelates from the world

over.

The central theme of the Conference was the "Holy Eucharist and Atonement" and special attention was given to the "spiritual advantages of frequent communion in combating materialism." The American section, headed by Bishop J. Henry Tihen of Denver, received with delight the decision to hold the next Congress in Chicago, in 1925. The newly-created Cardinal George Mundelein, from his famed red-brick residence, immediately designated the Sunday preceding the next Congress as general Communion Sunday in the archdiocese of Chicago.

Devil-Tempted

"Holy Virgin, we propose never to adopt any manner of dress displeasing to Thee. This means that upon every occasion, even when the devil tempts us, and suggests we pass the limits of holy modesty, we will remember our promise to Thee."

So vowing, thousands of Catholic women of Italy have set themselves to win the two medals offered by Pius XI (TIME, July 28) for modesty of dress. As announced last week, Mrs. Michael Gavin, daughter of the late James J. Hill, is leading the modesty crusade in the U. S. Pledges similar to that above have been mailed to 700,000 Catholic ladies from the Washington Headquarters of the National

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