From Holy Saturday until Saturday after Pentecost, the anthem is Regina coeli with versicle, Gaude... and response, Quia surrexit....

Perhaps after all, after this age of ice, Canterbury will rise again and my little son even may hear them singing in the streets, gay once more and alive with endless processions that noble old song: Laureata novo Thoma, Sicut suo Petro Roma, Gaude Cantuaria!

" "Dr. Gaude!" interrupted Morange.

" Then he went on talking of Dr. Gaude's clinic at the Hopital Marbeuf, a clinic whither society folks hastened to see operations performed, just as they might go to a theatre.

And Santerre related that he had lately seen Doctor Gaude perform several operations at the Marbeuf Hospital.

The doctor had just heard that three of his former patients had lately passed through the hands of his colleague Gaude, the notorious surgeon to whose clinic at the Marbeuf Hospital society Paris flocked as to a theatre.

Mathieu had for a while employed her young sister Cecile, now seventeen, as a servant in the house at Chantebled, but she was of poor health and had returned to Paris, where, curiously enough, she also entered Doctor Gaude's clinic.

And Boutan waxed indignant at the methods which Gaude employed.

And in the result she likewise had placed herself in Gaude's hands.

But Boutan pointed out that during the fifteen years that Gaude's theories and practices had prevailed in France, no fewer than half a million women had been treated accordingly, and, in the vast majority of cases, without any such treatment being really necessary.

Moreover, Boutan spoke feelingly of the after results of such treatmentcomparative health for a few brief years, followed in some cases by a total loss of muscular energy, and in others by insanity of a most violent form; so that the padded cells of the madhouses were filling year by year with the unhappy women who had passed through the hands of Gaude and his colleagues.

It was indeed a repetition of her mother's tragic story, with this differencethat Seraphine addressed herself to no vulgar Madame Rouche, but to an assistant of her own surgeon, Gaude, a certain Sarraille, who had a dingy den of a clinic in the Passage Tivoli.

She was now nearly twenty-one, but had remained slim, pale, and weak, since passing through the hands of Dr. Gaude.

She went on to speak of her sister Euphrasie, who had fallen into a most wretched condition, said she, ever since passing through Dr. Gaude's hands.

And yet her case was recorded in medical annals as one of the renowned Gaude's great miracles of cure.

For nearly two years did Constance battle, and at last in despair she was seized with the idea of consulting Dr. Gaude.

And Gaude uttered those decisive words in a light, jesting way, as though surprised and amused by her profound grief.

At last they understood that she referred to Dr. Gaude.

According to one of them a patient had wreaked vengeance on the doctor; and Mathieu, full of emotion, recalled that one day, long ago, Seraphine herself had suggested that all Gaude's unhappy patients ought to band themselves together and put an end to him.

In her case Dr. Gaude's treatment had led to absolute insanity.

Once, indeed, he guides her hand to transcribe in a book the words of her exaltation, the 'Ave,' and the 'Magnificat,' and the 'Gaude Maria,' and the young angels, glad to rouse her for a moment from her devotion, are eager to hold the ink-horn and to support the book.

an quia non sum malus senex, ut tu facie rugosus, incurvus, &c. O demens, quid tibi videtur in vita boni? nimirum amicitias, caenas, &c. Longe melius non esurire quam edere; non sitire, &c. Gaude potius quod morbos et febres effugerim, angorem animi, &c. Ejulatus quid prodest quid lachryimae, &c. 3923.

And yet poor Edwin was no vulgar boy, Deep thought oft seemed to fix his infant eye, Danties he heeded not, nor gaude, nor toy, Save one short pipe of rudest ministrelsy; Silent when glad, affectionate, yet shy ...

[To this interesting communication we may add that "The Office of St. Thomas of Lancaster," which begins, "Gaude Thoma, ducum decus, lucerna Lancastriæ," is printed in the volume of "Political Songs" edited by Mr. Wright for the Camden Society, from a Royal MS.

It was the house of M. Jules Gaude which started the bonfire.