CHAPTER VII.
BROADER VIEWS He proved that Man is nothing more Than educated sod, Forgetting that the schoolmen's lore Is foolishness with God.
"Do you know what I mean to do as soon as Cousin Maria will let me ?" Elisabeth asked of Christopher, as the two were walking together--as they walked not unfrequently--in Badgering Woods.
"No; please tell me." "I mean to go up to the Slade School, and study there, and learn to be a great artist." "It is sometimes a difficult lesson to learn to be great." "Nevertheless, I mean to learn it." The possibility of failure never occurred to Elisabeth.

"There is so much I want to teach the world, and I feel I can only do it through my pictures; and I want to begin at once, for fear I shouldn't get it all in before I die.

There is plenty of time, of course; I'm only twenty-one now, so that gives me forty-nine years at the least; but forty-nine years will be none too much in which to teach the world all that I want to teach it." "And what time shall you reserve for learning all that the world has to teach you ?" "I never thought of that.

I'm afraid I sha'n't have much time for learning." "Then I am afraid you won't do much good by teaching." Elisabeth laughed in all the arrogance of youth.

"Yes, I shall; the things you teach best are the things you know, and not the things you have learned." "I am not so sure of that." "Surely genius does greater things than culture." "I grant you that culture without genius does no great things; neither, I think, does genius without culture.