He felt with a smart of dejection that the man to whom he was speaking was a countryman of Ben Jonson. He prayed: --HE ONCE HAD MEANT TO COME ON EARTH IN HEAVENLY GLORY BUT WE SINNED; AND THEN HE COULD NOT SAFELY VISIT US BUT WITH A SHROUDED MAJESTY AND A BEDIMMED RADIANCE FOR HE WAS GOD. "Why, where are your things?" "Where yours are, my dear!" I promptly returned. If we wish to erect new structures, we must have a definite knowledge of the old foundations.