observe, it is a p'rofanatibn to' give a capital G to any Proper Noun save to the dearest name of all, that of ‘the Nameless of the hundred names.*
Little wonder that Mr. Venkata Ratiianii, with the magnetic power that makes disciple's, has made close friends and followers in several places far and near. For each one of them, he has a distinct corner in his capacious heart not meant for others ; and kind, courteous and accessible to all, he maintains individual relations with these. In spite of himself, the pink of his pupils perforce must always be won for the cause of the true, the good and the right and be bound to him by the silver links and silken ties of gratitude and reverence. “I have elected to be a teacher more for the sacred responsibilities and noble opportunitios than for flie ample emoluments Of the profession. Accordingly, 1 have been desirous of living, God knows to what purpose, a life from which the young — the hoiie of our dear land — may take a hint or two.” (1904). For this “spoiling’* of youth, obloquy often becomes his portion. But, with
