paper to the section on the courts of law, only
to gaze into the show windows of the picture
dealers, only to hear a saxophone, to convince
myself that the themes of the human legend
have in no degree changed. The rhythms are
different, the harmonies, but our responsive vi-
brations are just the same as they were in the
age of innocence.

The real disaccord between our ancestors
and us is that the ugly -- or what they called
ugly -- has been incorporated to-day in the
beautiful -- or what we call the beautiful. In
other words, there is to-day no such thing as
beauty or ugliness of harmony or discord, there
is no longer any æsthetic prohibition. As Paul
Valéry has written: "I see the modern man
as a man with an idea of himself and of
the world that is no longer fixed. . . . It has
become impossible to be a man of a single view-
point, to hold, really, to one language, to one
nation, to one faith, to one physical type." Let
us add: to one music.

Thanks to scientific method, it has become
easy to believe everything, or nothing. To
love every one, or no one. But do we gain
other than in childishness and dotage? I ques-

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