l that is dark in him she must purge into purity; all
that is failing in him she must strengthen into truth; from her,
through all the world's clamor, he must win his praise; in her,
through all the world's warfare, he must find his peace."

Last, but not least, we must set ourselves to make our lives simpler and
plainer, and oppose the ever-increasing luxury and love of pleasure,
with its sure and certain result, a relaxed moral fibre, which, to a
race called to such high destinies and difficult tasks as our
Anglo-Saxon race, is simply fatal. It can, and it must be done. As
Philip Hammerton remarks:

"It is entirely within the power of public opinion to relieve the
world from the weariness of this burthen of expensive living; it
has actually been done to a great extent with regard to the
costliness of funerals, a matter in which public opinion has always
been very authoritative. If it will now permit a man to be buried
simply when he is dead, why cannot it allow him to exist simply
whilst he is living?"

To lessen the expense of dress, which has risen twenty per cent, within
the last thirty years; to restore amusements to their proper place, as
recreation after hard work for the good of others; to resist the
ever-increasing restlessness of our day, leading to such constant
absences from home as seriously to threaten all steady work for the
amelioration of the stay-at-home classes, and use up the funds which are
needed for that work; to keep a simple table, so that the future Sir
Andrew Clark may no longer have to say that more than half of our
diseases come from over-eating; to resist the vulgar tendency to compete
with our richer or more fashionable neighbors in their style of
living--surely these sacrifices are not beyond us, to attain a great
end, both for ourselves and our empire. If indeed we think we can meet
this evil without making sacrifices amounting to a silent revolution in
our life; if we think, as I have sometimes thought some women do think,
that we can quench this pit of perdition in our midst by, as it were,
emptying our scent-bottles upon it,--shedding a few empty tears, heaving
a few sentimental sighs: "It is very sad! of course I can't do anything,
but I am sure I wish all success to your noble work"--possibly even
giving a very little money, say a guinea a year, to a penitentiary--all
I can say is, _God is not mocked_. I know but one thing in heav