Our New England Climate Is Mild And

The Monk, The Inquisitor, And The Jesuit Were Lords Of Spain,- Sovereigns Of Her Sovereign, For They Had Formed The Dark And Narrow Mind Of That Tyrannical Recluse. They Had Formed The Minds Of Her People, Quenched In Blood Every Spark Of Rising Heresy, And Given Over A Noble Nation To A Bigotry Blind And Inexorable As The Doom Of Fate. Linked With Pride, Ambition, Avarice, Every Passion Of A Rich, Strong Nature, Potent For Good And Ill, It Made The Spaniard Of That Day A Scourge As Dire As Ever Fell On Man.

Our New England Climate Is Mild And Equable Compared With That Of The Platte.

The Young Nobles, Of Whom There Were Many, Were Volunteers, Who Had Paid Their Own Expenses In Expectation Of A Golden Harvest, And They Chafed In Impatience And Disgust. The Religious Element In The Colony-unlike The Former Huguenot Emigration To Brazil--was Evidently Subordinate. The Adventurers Thought More Of Their Fortunes Than Of Their Faith.

In The Middle Of The Sixteenth Century, Spain Was The Incubus Of Europe. Gloomy And Portentous, She Chilled The World With Her Baneful Shadow.

Versailles Was A Gulf Into Which The Labor Of France Poured Its Earnings; And It Was Never Full.