in the naive state, living within limits which he cannot control, is better company to the world than man the technologist. His power to bring his house down in ruins is not the power of a savage or a brute. It has the strength that only the deepest knowledge of art and science can give to those who seek it with diligence and wisdom. The finger on the trigger of the machine of doom is the finger of a man, bursting with pride in the sensation of his own power, shouting his slogan of righteousness, but conscious through it all of his fragility as a tenant in the house of nature. Thus, if everything falls to pieces, we shall be more than culprit or victim or witness. We shall understand the outcome as the