“If the work of His hands be so lovely, O how much more beautiful must be He who made them.” He learned lucidity as much from the clear outlines of the bay as from the venerable old Irishman who taught him. And then quite suddenly, saying nothing to his parents, he embraced the Dominican Order of Preachers, put on their white and black habit, and announced that his titles were henceforth in abeyance. He seemed hardly aware of the furor that would inevitably arise from his action. His mother complained