The Emperor Napoleon, pausing to celebrate one of his perennial triumphs in the midst of carnage was holding a grand reception in Versailles and the splendour of a continent had gathered in homage. Talleyrand was there, with the ironical manner which caused the Emperor to assault him once in Fontainebleau, and the ambassador of Alexander of Russia. To him the Emperor was particularly gracious, for he was planning to betray his master. A nuncio from the Vatican moved remotely amid the revelry. In an ante-chamber the representative of his Brittannic Majesty cooled his heels neglected, anticipating a dozen Waterloos in revenge. A glittering pomp surrounded the little corporal, and the revelers of the Lupercal did homage till the Ides of March.

But the honors of the evening went neither to the Emperor or his satellites. Word had arrived that a great man from Germany was coming to do homage to the Emperor of the French. The sage of Weimar, who had sent Faust stalking through the halls of Europe, and through the imagination of his contemporaries, the man who had called France the fatherland of his genius, passed through the courts of the palace, and entered the presence of the Emperor. When he bowed in the doorway, Napoleon, first among those present to greet him, raised his arm and cried "voila un homme."

A civilization which finds so much to condemn in its own midst could well do worse than to sit at the feet of the last and not the least of its apostles. If we cannot find in the pages of Goethe the answer to all the ills which beset us, those who know how to look can find at worst the spirit in which they must be met. Today, the Vagabond will be in Sever 13 at 9 o'clock to hear Professor Walz give a much more profound discussion of Goethe and his works.

TODAY

9 O'Clock

"Goethe," Professor Walz, Sever 13.