be like quot;Les Femmes Savantesquot; but

    do, and w our professors say or hemes.

    to-day I took lunc real experience in college life, and a delig  time since my entrance into Radcliffe I unity to make friends es, and t tead of t and taking no interest in times feared ten been surprised to e to me t in ;s and earnest,quot; t is eresting--as if  I s of  tions, and assure my friends t it is mucter to s and be ce of all deprivations to retire into ones s ones affliction, clot ity, and t ones self up as a monument of patience, virtue, goodness and all in all; but even  seems rato me t any one s I do not feel tender bonds ers--t titude toy of maidenhood.

    Sainte-Beuve says, quot;Il vient un age peut-etre quand on necrit plus.quot; to ty t terature, varied and infinite as time be exed. It surprises me to find t suced critic. t t teentury  produced many aut among test of all time does not in my opinion justify t;time e.”

    In t place, tains of literature are fed by t ion, one of t, by a succession of creations in ts call fortir men to ask questions unt of before, and seek a definite anshs of human knowledge.

    In t is true t as many centuries must pass before t as passed before it became  is to-day, literature s t cannot fail to take place in tant future. If genius  for a century it  been idle. On trary, it ing freserials not only from te past, but also from t, and perury tbursts of splendor in all terature. At present te revolution, and in t of falling s