nges in the position of women may take place, the basic
fact remains, and will always remain, the man is stronger than the
woman, and his strength is given him to serve the weaker; and you have
got to get your girls to be your fellow-helpers in developing all that
is best and most chivalrous in their brothers, and not so to run riot in
their independence as to substitute a boyish camaraderie for the
exquisite relations of the true man to the true woman.

There rises up now before me a boy, one of those delightful English boys
overflowing with pluck and spirits. His mother had come to one of my
meetings, and, like so many other mothers, I am thankful to say, had
received a lifelong impression from what I said with regard to the
training of boys, and she resolved, there and then, to act upon my
advice with her own boys. She told me some two years after, that this
boy had come in late one afternoon and explained to her that a little
girl had asked him to direct her to rather an out-of-the-way house. "I
thought she might ask that question of some one who would tell her
wrong, or that she might come to some harm, so I thought I had better go
with her and see her safe to the house." "But what of the cricket-match
that you wanted so to see?" his mother asked. "Oh, I had to give that
up. There wasn't time for both."

On another occasion, when a Christmas-tree was being prepared in the
schoolroom for some choristers, as he and his mother left at dusk a
chorister tried to force himself past her and gain a private view; and
when she refused him admittance, not recognizing who she was, called her
a very disrespectful name. Instantly the boy flew at him like a little
tiger, "How dare you speak to my mother like that!" "I didn't see it was
your mother," the chorister pleaded, trying to ward off the blows. "But
you saw it was a woman, and somebody's mother, and you dare to speak to
her like that!" And such a storm of fisticuffs fell on every part of
that hulking young chorister's person as forced him at last to cry for
mercy and promise that he would never do so again. That boy's master
wrote to his mother towards the end of his school-time--he was a
Bluecoat boy--and said that he positively dreaded his leaving, as his
influence on the side of everything good, and pure, and high was quite
that of a master.

And now I come to the question of religious teaching, which you may be
surprised that I have not put first of all. First of all