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The Film and Futility
Authors: Trent John 
Published: July 2007

‘LET us go to the Pictures.’ They all say it, young I and old, rich and poor, wise and foolish. That is why the cinema is the third greatest industry in America, and almost an institution in family and individual life.Probably no industry before it had such a rapid rise to fame and fortune. The animated pictures of twenty-five years ago, ousting the ‘stills’ of the magic lantern, came as a shock to the old and a delight to the young. Pictures that not only moved but were moving in themselves revealed the hitherto unsuspected powers of the camera. No longer would it be necessary to coax oneself into an attitude of expectant imbecility before it; no longer need baby be placated and pleased by the despairing photographer. A moving picture of family life in all its animated phases could be made by turning a handle, without fuss or warning.The outstanding feature of the animated pictures in their infancy was, naturally enough, that they were intensely animated. They were more animated than pictures. In those days the animation was the thing. One expected it and got it. The picture was merely the necessary medium for showing how very animated the characters could be. Originally there were no ‘stars,’ merly men and women, and no picture was made to’ feature’ any particular individual. The screen was pleasantly free from constellations of any kind. But the animation was there in its most primitive human form, with almost incredible rough-and-tumble, and those delightful pursuits of villain or hero, in which the entire cast would assume enormous proportions and fling themselves off the screen into, as it seemed, the middle of the pit.
Catholike Questions to the Protestants
Authors: Martin M. Gregory 
Published: July 2007

I pray thee Protestant beare with mee,To aske thee questions two or three :And if an answere thou canst make,More of thy councaile I will take.Many and sundry sects appeare now in the world far and near:The Protestant, the Puritan, the Calvinist, the Zwinglian,The Brownists and the Family of loveAnd many more which I can prove,And the Roman Fayth truly, Which you do call Papistry.All these in very deed,Rehearse all Articles in the Creed,And every one of them sayth, That theirs is the Catholike Fayth.How should I among all these, Know the truth from fayned Lies?For every one confesse Jesu,Saying that their faith is true :But this is it that I doe seeke, To know the Church Catholike :The Communion of the companyOf holy men in unity.CATHOLIKE.In your Bibles I have read The Church must through the world be spread.For Christ his Apostles sent, With power and eke commandment :That to all nations they should goTo preach and to baptize also, Who hath done this to know I willFor that is sure the Church of Christ.And for example let me know, And if thou canst I pray thee shew,What company did take in handThe first conversion of our land?And all countries every where, Throughout the world farre and neare?If this were not the Church of RomeThen will I be converted soone. St. Paul in his Epistle sayth: The Romans had the Catholike fayth :Saying, it was renowned, Spoken of, and published Through the world over all,, Catholike, Universall If yours were ever so,
The Cheapness of a Cheap Edition of ‘The Paston Letters’
Authors: Reeves John Baptist 
Published: July 2007

On every wrapper of every volume, Everyman’s Library engages itself to supply its readers, for a few pounds, with a whole bookshelf of the immortals; and for a comparatively small expenditure to make a man intellectually rich for life. This promise is strangely fulfilled in two of its latest volumes—752 and 753. They are thus described on the title-page :HISTORY.The; Paston Letters.Edited by John Fenn and Re-Edited by Mrs. Archer-Hind, M.A.They are immortal in the same sense that a mutilated mummy is immortal. They will make their readers intellectually rich for life by obliging them to incur the comparatively small expenditure necessary for the purchase of James Gairdner’s edition of the Paston Letters. For there alone, and not here at all, can the average reader hope to form any adequate notion of what the Paston Letters are, and what is their title to immortal fame.At first sight it appears that, except for a quotation from the Catalogue of the British Museum, Mrs. Archer-Hind ignores James Gairdner and his work altogether. But on closer inspection this proves to be too charitable a supposition. Mrs. Archer-Hind has used Gairdner’s work, but she has misread it superficially and clumsily, and ineptly travestied it.To justify this very serious charge, I must set down here much that is common knowledge amongst all to whom the Paston Letters are more than a name. I do so as nearly as possible in Gairdner’s own words.
The De-Christianising of Asia Minor
Authors: Ginns Reginald 
Published: July 2007

We imagine that few besides those specially interested in the fate of Christianity in the East paid much attention to a tiny paragraph which appeared among the obiter dicta of the newspapers some weeks ago. The news was not considered worthy of prominence; even an important Catholic paper placed it at the foot of the column. Those who discovered the paragraph learned that two Christians had been murdered at Smyrna and a Catholic priest stoned; that was all.But in the days when European Christendom was still a reality such items of news have stirred up whole countries, and have gone far towards the promotion of a new crusade. Times and sentiments have changed. Perhaps some excuse may be found for our apathy in the fact that the events of the past ten years have so accustomed us to the thought of death, murder and the massacre of thousands, that the slaughter of two individuals even on account of their Christian faith can hardly be expected to stir up interest, not to speak of indignation. Besides, did not this happen in Asia Minor? And how can we be expected to be moved with righteous indignation over two wretched Asiatics, when we have watched the slow massacre of a Christian people, the Armenians, in the same country?Further, the general ignorance of the course of events in Asia Minor during the past three years conceals from our minds the tragedy that lies behind this announcement of the massacre of those two fellow-Christians of ours.
Men into Gods
Authors: Carpenter Hilary 
Published: July 2007

Humanitarianism, in its modern form began with Auguste Comte ninety years ago, and has, since then, been ably expounded by such positivists as Stuart Mill, Spencer, Huxley and Tyndall, as well as by James Cotter Morison and H. G. Wells. But man’s worship of Man—for Humanitarianism is nothing else—is as old almost as history. Only its name has changed. To-day, however, possibly more than in any other age, the revivifying of this error is a terrible menace, rapidly taking root and spreading like some noxious weed in our very midst.Amongst those who have become acutely conscious of this danger and who have set themselves to expose and resist it, Father Dudley has wielded his pen to good effect in the cause of Christianity and human happiness. In a recent work (from the excellence of which even the dreadful colour chosen for the cover must not be allowed to detract) he has exposed the worthlessness and folly of this pretended road to happiness. As Mr. Chesterton says so justly, in his Introduction, this ‘book is concerned with a highly practical and even topical point in the controversies of the day.’‘Positivistic Humanitarianism’ is a big title for a petty system. It clings to sense knowledge to the detriment and exclusion of intelligence. Nothing must be believed which does not come under the direct dominion of the senses. The logical conclusion of such a doctrine—it is the one glimmer of logic—is the exclusion of God. And, since man must have something to adore, it offers him himself as a deity.
On the Darkling Winter Wayfare of the Ihfant Lord
Authors: Crashaw Richard , O'Connor John 
Published: July 2007

Out in the night (Those tender travellers,The Mother and the Child,The whom not any day deserves to light?Those lips of His, those cheeks of hers Indeed what should they do with kisses wild From winter or the night?Lilies were well and roses not unmeet,Nor zephyr’s mouth made sweet With crooning over endless violets;These had the right which know not night Or more than our days bright.But night and winter leaguer these poor buds,And who can say what either broods?Nay, let not winter think To rave in stormy rain,Nor darkling terrors slink In blackness’ evil train !Woe ! should her car at least Inyoke the rigorous East.Or should the swirling South Ope an unruly mouthAnd then, ah me ! i’ the murk What real perils lurk :What manifold dim shapes of ugliness Court night, their procuress :What murderous eyeballs glareBeneath black wings of hell that choke the air!And whether the horrors stayOr go their shifty wayEqually abides the Mother-maid’s dismay.Ergo veni; totoque veni resonantior arcu,(Cynthia) praegnantem clange procul pharetram. Monstra vel ista, vel ilia, tuis sint meta sagittis : Nec fratris jaculum certior aura vehat.Ergo veni totoque veni, flagrantior ore,Dignaque Apollineas sustinuisse vices.Scis bene quid deceat Phoebi lucere sororem :Ex his, si nescis (Cynthia), disce genis.O tua, in his, quanto lampas formosior iret!Nox suam, ab his, quanto malit habere diem ! Quantum ageret tacitos haec luna modestior ignes !Atque verecundis sobria staret equis !Luna, tuae non est rosa tarn pudibunda diei:Nec tarn Virgineo fax tua flore tremit.Ergo veni; sed et astra, tuas age (Cynthia) turmas : Ilia oculos pueri, quos imitentur, habent.
The First Newsletter on the Death of B. Thomas More
Authors: Wilkinson Maurice 
Published: July 2007

‘iE XT’ XPOSITXO fidelis de morte D. Thomae Mori et quorundam aliorum insignium virorum in Anglia Anno mdxxxv.’This small Latin book, printed in Paris during the very month following their deaths, is interesting from the fact, besides other points, that it is the most contemporary account at any length which we possess of the death of the victims of Henry’s cruelty. It is not exactly a rare book, but is certainly not a popular one, and in any case the story which it gives is worth making more widely known.The author shows a considerable local knowledge of London, as well as being fairly acquainted with the English judicial system, English titles, habits and so forth. We will leave the question of the authorship of this and one or two related accounts until the end of this paper.After the usual introduction the author goes on : ‘You will receive, therefore, my dearest Sir, from your far from cheerful friend an account of the death of certain very eminent Englishmen, but especially that of Thomas More, who was during his life a famous baron and supreme judge of the kingdom whom those people call the Chancellor.‘In the far east (of London) there is a citadel strongly fortified, which in past time the kings inhabited. It is commonly known as the Tower: but now in that building it is the custom to confine noblemen and others of mark who are regarded as guilty of high treason.’ The palace and Benedictine monastery of Westminster are next described:’ both buildings
Winter Walking
Authors: Gray John 
Published: July 2007

Good will be found in the man whose recreation is walking. The moralist means certainly subathletic walking, a true exercise of this form of progress, a test which hopes to be marked high. Results of it can only be compared in their productivity of good. While you experience the pleasant muscular soreness for which you have waited only after the twelfth mile, your mother may be satisfied for the day when she has reached the eighth. A walk in the sense indicated seems to connote for a lady twelve, for a man twenty, flat miles in Great Britain.Restorative exercise, nay, prophylactic, for fatigues must needs be dispersed and ease insured, cannot, when there is hardly an acceptable substitute to propose, suffer seasonal restriction, accept hyemation. Why should they? On the contrary.External dispositions fit you rather for winter walking. You are becomingly shod by the very circumstance; and even legal clothing may seem too much in summer. Winter allays; and the walker is not without persecutors. ‘No heat, no dust, no flies’ you will hear your hobnails sing upon the frost-resilient road. And the eyes find more than variety in the winter scene; they learn to choose dead-bracken-clothed steeps and pronounce their food ‘incomparable’ when the blue of the mist deepens to the desired concord.The Things Required by the walker are two; if the plurality of boots be admitted. These are loose, heavy, best reached-me-down; they are hard and uncouth until copiously anointed with neatsfoot oil. If for the tread be desired pure leather, as the phrase is, let them be fitted with a clump sole; yet who but the exquisite so desire?
Psychology and Education
Authors: Elrington G.A. 
Published: July 2007

It is not the purpose of this article to ventilate any particular theory, or to criticise any particular system of educational practice, this not being in any way within the competence of the writer to discuss. Psychology, however, looms large on the intellectual horizon at the present day, and whatever the views one may hold as to the efficacy of psychological study with regard to the problems of education, one will be ready to admit that between the two, psychology and education, there exists an important relation, though it may not be easy to state this relation in precise terms.Then, again, we have to reckon with the fact that empirical and experimental psychology has to be taught in some at least of our training colleges, in order to meet the demands of educational authorities, who expect prospective teachers to receive some instruction in psychology in its bearing on educational practice. It is doubtful, perhaps, whether without this external compulsion, much attention would be paid to modern psychology; it becomes, therefore, all the more necessary to enquire whether after all there is not some justification for insisting on this subject having a place in the curriculum of the training college, and whether teachers and educators in general may not benefit to some extent thereby.Surveying the literature of the subject, it would appear that the demand for psychology comes in part from educators themselves, who have come to appreciate the need thereof; in part from the fact that in the growth of psychology as a science, educational, problems began to acquire a fresh significance, resulting in extensive investigations conducted on strictly experimental lines, and having as their main purpose the analysis of the psychological factors involved in both learning and teaching.
The Psychology of Emotion
Authors: Elrington G. A. 
Published: July 2007

A navigator in charge of the steering of aship, in addition to the compass and other aids, has to keep a constant look-out for rocks, some of which are visible, others submerged. The locality of these submerged rocks is as a rule well known and is marked on the chart, but from time to time we read that a ship has Struck on some uncharted rock or reef and has gone down, or at least has suffered some damage.There is something analogous to this in the life of a human being. He has a course to steer, a goal to reach; he has rocks to encounter and keep clear of. As long as these are visible—as long as he is conscious, that is to say, of these rocks—it is an easier matter; but from time to time he strikes something which, so to speak, is not on his chart and yet profoundly influences his life. Disturbance of an emotional character may ensue, the root of which lies in the uncharted rocks of the sub-conscious mind.This is merely a simile introduced by way of illustration to show the fundamental thought which runs through this treatise on the psychology of emotion.The part which emotion—or, as older writers would say, passion—plays in human life is so obvious that the fact is barely worth mentioning. Without emotion life would resemble the existence of an oyster, fixed on its bed, immovable, impervious to any stimulation other than that which procures for it its daily diet of animalculae. It is in the quality of the emotional life that we find those oscillations of the personality which are familiar to us all.
Not Many Wise
Authors: Cowell Edith 
Published: July 2007

A friend of mine, an Anglican clergyman, has written to tell me that he has just returned from his first visit to a Catholic country, thanking God that this experience has been enough to put an end, once and for all, to certain doubts and fears once entertained by him, that it might be his duty to ‘go over to Rome.’ What has caused the recoil is no part of Catholic dogma, with practically all of which (save for some academic difficulties concerning the Primacy of the Pope) he is in almost complete agreement. What has offended him is not Catholic theory, but Catholic practice. In other words, he has found himself for the first time in a Catholic atmosphere, and has discovered that it is little to his liking.As examples of the sort of thing which has alienated his sympathies he relates how he went into the Santo at Padua, and found the Tabernacle (after some difficulty) in a deserted side-chapel, while the first thing that attracted his eye when he entered the vast church was the shrine of S. Anthony, which was thronged with worshippers. Now my friend has, in theory, a good deal of sympathy with the cultus of the saints. What disedified one who had fought so valiantly for the reserved sacrament in his own Church was the fact that the shrine of S. Anthony was so full, and the side-chapel so neglected. And this was not the worst of his experiences. Proceeding south by slow stages, punctuated by duty visits to churches containing a bewildering number of pictures alleged to be miraculous, which seemed to absorb practically the whole devotion of the people, he came to Rome.
Asent to the Decress of the Biblical Commission
Authors: Pope Hugh 
Published: July 2007

For us Anglicans it is, of course, open to question whether the latest Papal exposition of the doctrine of inspiration has not imposed restrictions on exegesis which embarrass rather than assist the modern Catholic expositor.’I.Since the Reformation the Church has been told that she does not encourage people to read the Bible, that she is opposed to its translation, that she is obscurantist, traditionalist, ultra conservative, etc. Sometimes ‘our erring sister’ is gently chided, but there is always a hardly-veiled air of superiority in rebukes thus delicately administered. Nearly thirty years have elapsed since Leo XIII published his Encyclical, Providenlissimus Deus,on the study of Scripture, and it is nearly three-and-twenty years since he established the Biblical Commission, which published its first decision, that on the Pentateuch, in 1906. Of the writers in the various Biblical reviews during the subsequent years some ‘accord us the praise at least of their silence’ ; others are hostile; many contemptuous: few show any conception of the meaning and value of such Papal pronouncements. The disheartening feature is the fact that hostile and ignorant criticisms are not confined to effusions of the daily Press or irresponsible writers in magazines; they emanate from scholars who should know better. Such criticism continues to this day. Dr. Gore can even now speak of ‘this amazing Encyclical’ and add a hope that ‘this assertion of verbal inspiration in its most stringent sense as the doctrine of the Church’ may not be infallible.
Ronsard–Poet and Militant Catholic
Authors: O'Donoghue T. D. 
Published: July 2007

It is often asked why the Catholic Church, for some centuries past, has apparently ceased to be the Mother of Poets—why, in Francis Thompson’s phrase, whilst retaining the palm of Sanctity, she has foregone the laurel of Song? The fact is scarcely in dispute,: one could easily count upon the fingers of a hand the outstanding Catholic poets of the last three hundred years. All the greatest names are either pagan or heretic. Is there an explanation of this lamenable condition? For it was not always so. Time was when the courts of the Temple outsang the groves of Parnassus, and all the sons of God made joyful melody like birds in the woods of a spring morning.‘Poetry,’ says Thompson, ‘sinned, Poetry fell: and instead of reclaiming her, Catholicism cast her forth from the door, to follow the feet of her pagan seducer.’ This is true : Poetry became the instrument of evil—the very lovely and effective instrument of a worldly and sensuous philosophy. She lost her good name, and her very beauty only made her the more an object of suspicion.But how came it that poetry fell from grace? The Protestant Reformation has been rightly blamed for many evils: it must take the blame for this too. Previously, Christendom had been one—not only in faith, but in life also, and in genius. The same warm, vital stream flowed freely through every part of her. But, in an evil hour, the poison of heresy got into that life-stream, causing atrophy here, paralysis there, and everywhere inducing fever and delirium.
The Missionary Exhibition at the Vatican
Authors: Bowen F.J. 
Published: July 2007

It was a happy thought of the Holy F ather to associate the present Jubilee Year with a Missionary Exhibition in the Vatican grounds, for among the modem activities of the Church the foreign missionary movement undoubtedly holds a conspicuous place. The initiative of the Holy Father, however, in convoking the Vatican Exhibition, was not the mere official action of the Holy See rightly guaging, with true statesmanlike instinct, the pulse of the times; it was something of a much more personal nature : the natural prompting of an intense personal interest, which has already gained for him in some measure the reputation of being the ‘Missionary Pope.’Apart from the general scheme of the Exhibition, it was the Holy Father’s express desire that the picturesque element should not be excluded, in order to make it no mere ‘dry as dust’ statement of statistics, but rather a stirring and pictorial record of missionary enterprise that would attract and arrest the interest of the ordinary visitor. So well have the various Congregations concerned in the work—whose response to his appeal far exceeded all anticipation—succeeded in carrying out his wishes that the attractiveness of the exhibition admits of no gainsaying. It has indeed achieved in no small degree the desirable result of conveying matter of high educational value in a manner so attractive that it can scarcely fail to impress even the least intellectual visitor. Especially is this the case with regard to the realistic oil paintings, statuary of remarkable beauty, and particularly the numerous groups of life-size wax figures which illustrate the national habits, costumes and characteristic surroundings of the many races of the globe, from the frozen north to the torrid zone.