him, he has lacked WILL-the will to do God's WILL.

"'Tis well for him whose will is strong,
He suffers, but he will not suffer long,
He suffers, but he will not suffer wrong.

But ill for him who, bettering not with time,
Corrupts the strength of Heaven-descended Will,
And ever weaker grows, through acted crime
Or seeming-genial venial fault."

Will is

He who has Will, will have character. the essential of character, the power in us under God. He who has Will, boy or man, will call out justice and courage, generosity and loyalty, to do his bidding, and controlling his passions, his appetites, his desires, will drive away gluttony, impurity, envy.

He will realize how infinitely nobler it is to make himself do right than to be made to do it. He will come to know the deep delight of doing right because it is right, because it is God's Will.

Can you make your will strong? Can you make it so strong that you bid hunger and thirst be your servants, lest, as gluttony and intemperance, they gain the ear of Will, insidiously saying, "Leave this boy to me. I will give him all he craves."

Don't you feel that it is absolutely necessary to be able to say "No" to sloth and evil passions when they say, with their insistent attractiveness, "Just this once?"

Will

includes self-control, implies character They are priceless possessions.

If Will be Prime Minister in your kingdom under God your King, then all that is best will serve

under it. Generosity will do its bidding and you will understand what is great in human character. You will recognize with delight all high and generous and beautiful actions; you will find a joy in seeing the good qualities of your rivals and admire these good qualities in those with whom you have least sympathy. Pity, courage, loyalty, and gladness, too, will rally round their chief and, if this chief be strong, integrity will be your possession.

A boy of integrity, a whole boy, a sound boyhow strong and good the description seems!

A boy without integrity finds on his lips the phrases: "It does not matter," "They will never know," "I see no harm"; but one who is whole puts all this from him. He knows that "No harm" is a danger sign; he refuses to justify himself or let others justify his failings with "Boys will be boys," "It is human nature," for he knows that if there is much that is base in us there is much that is divine, and sees but one answer to the question, "Cannot boys be men?"

In a strong character, conscience will ever be alert and just, showing clearly when and how to choose, Will ever insisting that the choice shall be made.

Remember that your Will must have an aim outside yourself. Let it be an aim of service and obedience, for true obedience is the exquisite test of Will.

The strong-willed, loyal boy says "I obey my parents, those in authority, and God, because I choose."

The boy, the man, whom we call wilful, who is often wrongly called strong-willed, has a weak Will,

for it is ambition, or greed, or intemperance which rules his Will.

Let your promise on Wednesday, you who are to be confirmed, be full of deep meaning. May the thought, "With God's help, I will," be the inward cry of us all.

Let each of us say to-day, and see that the future crystallizes these thoughts into action:

I will be master of my body.

What I say henceforth shall be true and men shall know it.

I will be pure and none shall ever be the worse for knowing me.

I will say 'No' to my evil passions. Am I not a man? Am I not a child of God?

I will be loyal to all, above me and below me, as well as to my friends, because it is a noble choice.

I will do right because it is right.

I will help others and live for God because
Christ has bid me.

I will do good because it is God's Will.

I will pray that He strengthen my Will and thus bring me ever nearer to HIM.

V

THE CHRISTIAN KNIGHT

(July 1906.)

To some of you the last Sunday of Term. To some of you the last Sunday of your school life.

In wishing you God-speed there shall be no sadness of farewell. Indeed, the gladness that is ours in the presence of those who have come amongst us again, bids me say rather, as the Greeks did: "XaιρETε," "May it be well with you"-till we say to you in your turn what we say to them to-day χαίρετε, ""Welcome." Let our good-bye have the old and precious meaning, now almost lost, "God be with you!" A wish of gladness, a hope of joy.

χαίρετε,

Away on a green hillside in the heart of England, there stands a castle, from whose Norman keep a wondrous picture of forest, field, and shining river bids us murmur "Earth hath not anything to show more fair."

Standing on the castle terrace, gazing over the rolling landscape into the distant blueness, into which the silver river seems to flow, I travelled back along the years, and turning, unseen myself, I seemed to see a vivid scene. A bright May morning, a banner flying on the keep, and in the courtyard below a crowd of retainers standing by the lowered drawbridge, gazing in silence at a knightly boy, stooping low over his saddle-bow as

he bends to catch the parting words of his mother, on whose upturned face falls the glint of the sunlight reflected from the shining scales which she, with faltering fingers and tear-dimmed eyes, had stitched on his leathern coat.

And she whispers: "My son! reverence thy conscience as thy King. Let thy glory be the redressing of human wrong. Speak no slander, no, nor listen to it, and wear ever the white flower of a blameless life, and joy will be thine, and mine."

Thus, with brave gladness, she speeds him forth in the service of his King.

The years have passed. To you, in whose hearts lies deep a love for her, this School, the Mother who loves you well, is bidding you Godspeed ere you pass out into the wider life in the service of Christ your King.

She, with hope and love and many a prayer, has fashioned the armour you wear, and she whispers, "My sons! reverence your conscience as you reverence Christ. Let your glory be as His, the redressing of human wrong. Speak no slander, no, nor listen to it. Wear ever the white flower of a stainless life, and joy shall be thine, and mine."

The secret of the joy of life we wish you. The secret of the joy of life to those who go, to those who have come among us again, to those who stay, is there, in her whispered message.

Listen to the message now, for the thoughts of boyhood are the inspiration of the man; and, when you go out into the tangled ways of life, you will need a guide, and you will best guide yourselves by keeping your conscience bright, your heart tender, your sympathies keen, your soul pure, and