"There — within the circle of the family — where hearts are strung with the bonds of deep, mutual love, and the noblest feelings flourish and flow; there, where each individual contributes to the work according to his strength and intelligence — one undertaking this task while another shoulders that — and the aim of all is one lofty end: everything the individual does is for the good of the group, and everything the group does is for the good of the individual. Justice reigns there, and brotherhood spreads its tender shade over every soul; there is no famine beside plenty; this cup, which God has filled with His

bounties, passes from hand to hand without discrimination...

The aged, the young, and the weary from whose brow the sweat has run in drops drink from it equally. Their joys and their sorrows are shared. If disability or illness fells one of them, the hand of help is stretched out to him by all, raising him from his stumble and dressing his wounds, so that he never feels himself alone amid the blows of time! Father and mother, brothers and sisters — O tender, sympathizing souls, is there anything sweeter or holier than these names...?" A splendid picture, which tenderness and fidelity have tinted with a beauty like the beauty of the twilight; you

will feel it to be reality, not fancy, and sense it as a life brimming with goodness and elevation — the picture which the French writer "Lamennais" drew of the family.

This edifice — or, more exactly, this national structure — is the handiwork of the father and the mother, beyond doubt. For just as the family is composed of individuals joined by close-knit kinship, so society is made up of many families bound together by the greater bond — the bond of nationhood. And when this spirit appears in it as in the family, there runs among its members the spirit of cooperation and of shared feel-ing for the good of all, and unity of word in grave events... And this