the better class of rooms are of extreme simplicity, containing the bare necessaries for comfort. They are paved with brick, and the walls are plastered, but not whitewashed. A man brought us towels, sheets, and a jug of water, and left us to our own devices. The visitor offers what he pleases on leaving. Nothing is required. Meals are obtained at a restaurant at fixed prices. After taking possession of our rooms we went to pay homage to Our Lady of Montserrat. The first thing that struck us on entering the large atrium, or court, that precedes the church, was a marble tablet recording one of the greatest memories of Montserrat: B. Ignativs—A—Loyola— hic-mvlta—prece—fletv- qve—Deo—se—virginiqve devovit—hictamqvam armis—spiritalib’— sacco—se—mvniens—perno- ctavit—hinc—ad—socie tatem—Iesv—fvndan dam—prodiit—an no M—D—XXII.—F. Lavren ne to. Abb. dedicavit. An. 1603. For here it was that in 1522 came the chivalrous hero of Pampeluna, who had passed his youth in the court of Ferdinand V., trained in the practice of every knightly accomplishment, but now smitten down, like St. Paul, by divine grace, and come here in accordance with the principles of Christian chivalry in which he had been nurtured, to devote himself to Jesus and Mary as their knight. He laid aside his worldly insignia, and put on the poverty of Christ as the truest armor of virtue, and, on the eve of the Annunciation, kept his vigil of arms before the altar of Our Lady, whom he now chose as the _Señora de sus pensamientos_—“no countess,” as he said, “no duchess, but one of far higher degree”—and he hung up his sword on a pillar of her sanctuary as a token that his earthly warfare was over. “When at thy shrine, most holy Maid, The Spaniard hung his votive blade And bared his helmèd brow, ‘Glory,’ he cried, ‘with thee I’ve done! Fame, thy bright theatres I shun, To tread fresh pathways now; To track thy footsteps, Saviour God! With willing feet by narrow road; Hear and record my vow.’” So, in the _Book of Heroes_, Wolf-dietrich, “the prince without a peer,” stopped short in his career of glory, and, going to the abbey of St. George, laid his arms and golden crown on the altar and consecrated himself to God.