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The wilful hero is a cause in that he acts; but the effect is not what he designed, and so he seems to himself, and to the world, only a link in an unending chain of cause and effect; and as for his sense of will, it is nothing but the illusion that he is all cause and not at all effect. Quem Deus vult perdere dementat prius. That old tag puts a truth wrongly.

But in the ardent desire to enrich her copy with something which was not in the other, what should I fall upon but these unfortunate adventures, and I concluded on making an extract from them to add to the work; a project dictated by madness, of which the extravagance is inexplicable, except by the blind fatality which led me on to destruction. 'Quos vult perdere Jupiter dementet.

Bracton says, 'Si quis furem noctupnum occiderit, ita demum impune foret, si parcere ei sine periculo suo non potuit; si autem potuit, aliter erit. 'Item erit si quis hamsokne qua; dicitur invasio domus contra pacem domini regis in domo sua se defenderit, et invasor occisus fuerit; impersecutus et inultus ramanebit, si ille quem invasit aliter se defendere non potuit; dicitur enim quod non est dignus habere pacem qui non vult observare earn. L.3. c.23. § 3.

Then came date and signature; and following these the old form of mixed German and Latin, without which no State document was complete "Der Rex das vult." When the reading ended there was a short pause. Here at all events, in their very ears, history was being incredibly made.

The Arab shout of victory they knew only too well, and it was to be the signal of flight towards Tiberias; but if success was with the assailants, the war-cry 'Deus vult, and 'St. Hubert for Hundberg, were to be followed by the hymn of victory as the token that it was safe to descend.

Pia mater, Plus quam se sapere, et virtutibus esse priorem Vult, et ait prope vera. Horace. Vere mihi festus atras Eximet curas. Horace. The next morning I received a letter from my mother. "My dear Henry," began my affectionate and incomparable parent "My dear Henry,

Even then, I should be blessed by your presence, your society and that alone were worth all other women!" "Even though it cost you the heavy, galling burden of marriage vows, an exorbitant price, which only necessity extorts? How vividly we of the nineteenth century exemplify the wisdom of the classic aphorisms? Quem Deus vult perdere, prius dementat.

The spirit of Christianity, operating upon Teutonic virtue, which has raised the woman from the drudge of man to be the ornament of society, created a chivalric courtesy long before the cry of "Deus vult!" rang from Italy to England. Gilbert de Hers, born and bred in the courtly circle of Suabia, though his spurs were not yet won, was still familiar with the duties of knighthood.

Can he have so many evil tendencies? Can he commit so many crimes? Can supreme goodness produce an unhappy creature? Shall not supreme power, united to an infinite goodness, shower blessings upon its work, and shall it not banish all that might offend or grieve? Prudentius in his Hamartigenia presented the same difficulty: Si non vult Deus esse malum, cur non vetat? inquit.

But no, nothing could save that man; quem deus vult perdere, prius dementat. As he came so he went, and left his rights depending. Late at night, by Silverado reckoning, and after we were all abed, Mrs. Hanson returned to give us the newest of her news.