Father Ignatius is in trouble. While he is preaching in
London about the religions duty of celibacy, his monks at Norwich have all rebelled. Like all celibates, he has a strong contempt for human feelings, and recently sent down an order to his Agapemone com- manding the inmates to kneel for three hours on the cold ground in the early morning, to recite the psalter, and to lick up the dust on the atone floors seven times in the form of a cross. The " fathers " bore the prayers and ,endured the psalter, but the dust
was too much for them, and they suddenly recollected that their order was an elective body, called a little parliament, and solemnly suspended their abbot until he should answer their citation. They are a stiff-necked generation these Englishmen, and make very bad monks, obeying with great placidity as long as they choose, and then declaring for representative government, but there must be some want of power about Ignatius himself. His namesake would have kept his disciples quieter, though to be sure he had not Englishmen to deal with. He should go and try the Highlanders. They will obey him religiously till somebody with a pedigree orders him to be ducked in the nearest burn.
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