*१० ब्रांख्नांब्रांमू० बश्रद्ध अद्धि-bब्रिड । never comfort me. I long for harmony: yet we know while there is humanity there must be some warring; warring at least with evil. Do you know Tennyson's beautiful lines? "Let knowledge grow from more to more, But more of reverence in us dwell, That mind and soul, according well, May make one music as before, But vaster.' We want our whole lives “to make one music' before God, our Father. Only to-day I was reading a passage from the Roman Marcus Aurelius, which agrees with this thought. “Everything harmonizes with me which is harmonious to thee O Universe. Nothing for me is too early or too late which is in due time for thee. Everything is fruit to me which thy seasons bring, O Nature! From thee are all things, in thee are all things, to thee all things return'. Of course nature to me is not separated fram God. Nature's ways are His ways, though how great and infinitely beyond and above nature He may be, we cannot tell.' বাঙ্গালীয় ইংরাজী লেখা এবং তঁাহার নিজের বাঙ্গল শিক্ষা সম্বন্ধে "I am struck by the perfectly correct English in which you write, you Hindus are indeed proficient in एडनि शाह न जाडानि औलि যতো বা ইমানি s
