The Vagabond has ever been perplexed and a trifle annoyed by the reverence in which mankind holds the might and majesty of the law. By definition he is a lawless fellow. Not one who goes about with an evil smirk doing all manner of evil, but merely one whose life is bounded by no laws. He walks where he lists and he talks when he lists. It is therefore difficult for him to understand the idle gossip which he continually hears about "law and order." He has seen and heard many evidences of the power of the law. A drunken, riotous crowd in a country tavern will be stilled by firm knocks at the door and the cry of "King's men and the Law." Famous and awesome are the "laws of the Medes and Persians." And once on a clear, balmy night in London the Vagabond himself saw a mad wight dragged off to the courts by a Bobby for stoning the Albert Memorial, an arrest which was inexplicable.

Today the Vagabond hopes to set at rest all these questionings. He is going to Harvard 3 at 11 o'clock to hear Professor McIlwain on the background of the English Constitution. Of course all his reservations can not be answered, but Professor MeIlwain is, like Kipling's wrecked seaman a "man of infinite resource and sagacity," and he will do much to explain the beginnings and development of "The Law."