At the head sat a man of the kind which appears like meteors but once in the course of generations――Theodor Herzl. A sage, a hero, a leader of men, an artist? Everything――even more than everything――the embodiment of an idea. In the body of this man there existed a soul, and that soul was Zionism. At his side there stood (besides other worthies whose titles to honour we may not here linger to mention) a tribune of the people, in the person of Max Nordau――another famous man only just awakened suddenly and with great power to his Jewish nationality. There the veil was torn away from the tragedy of the Jews. There it was stated that the Jewish problem was a disease, and that against a disease one should not protest and struggle wildly, but one ought to cure it. Moreover, it was said that at times one cannot heal a wound except by cauterizing it. And all were agreed that it was not a good plan to postpone difficulties, but on the contrary that they should be anticipated. Speakers there indicated the “_Galuth_”――the serpent with a thousand coils. And they pointed to the Land of _Israel_, to freedom, to redemption. In the Land of _Israel_, it was there affirmed, Zionism could become a living reality. Nothing new indeed was there discovered. It was simply stated that two and two make four. Out of the vocabulary of modern political nomenclature the word “national” was adopted. Is Zionism national? Certainly. It can also be called “human”; perhaps still more simply, “natural.” Let us learn, however, from Nature, in its simplicity and honesty, which knows of no sophistries nor manœuvring.