G OD save the Queen!' What happy memories are evoked among us of the older generation, by the return of this once familiar form! How strangely familiar, indeed, it sounds in the ears of those who grew up in those remote Victorian days. How difficult it was, in the early years of the century, to give the National Anthem a male variation, or to remember that one's father's friend was no longer a Queen's Counsel. It seems almost incredible that we have now known five successive generations on the throne, and that our present Sovereign is the great-great-granddaughter of her nearest female predecessor. The fact of happiest augury, however, is one which could hardly have been hoped for by anyone who could have foreseen in the dawn of the twentieth century the vast changes which were destined to affect almost all human relations throughout not only this country but most of the world. We have passed-or are still passing-through a terrific social and political revolution; in some respects an elderly Victorian cannot help feeling the