this supremely exalted ideal in himself. Along the footetore path of the weary widowed race, however, there shines the light of the '• larger hope/’ the hope beyond the grave, wliicli proclaims, with Emerson, in silent tones of solace :
“ Hearts are dust ; hearts’ loves remain. Heart’s love will meet Thee again.”
Thus to the eye of living faith, there is no death but only transition, end the chastening ministrations of sorrow tend to. cure the repining of the soul and deepen its resignation to the Divine decree, as witness the touching memorial outpourings in this volume. Accordingly, tender in heart and strong in affections, Mr. Yenhata Batnam has taught himself and taught us the precious lessmt to jefl the stroke of affliction like a woman but to /acs it also like a man. And if, albeit this rigid monogamist position, Mr. Venkata Batnam — greatly to the bewildermeHt of superficial critics — lends his warm support to the cause of the remarriage of woman, it is fundamentally because of the rery anxiety
