The Equinox (Volume I, Number I)

EDITORIAL It is four hundred and seventy-seven years since the trouble in the Monastery. There were assembled many holy men from every part of the civilised world, learned doctors, princes of the Church, bishops, abbots, deans, all the wisdom of the world ; for the Question was important—how many teeth were there in a horse’s mouth. For many days the debate swung this way and that, as Father was quoted against Father, Gospel against Epistle, Psalm against Proverb; and the summer being hot, and the shade of the monastery gardens pleasant, a young monk wearied of the discussion, and rising presumptuously among those reverend men, impudently proposed that they should examine the mouth of a horse and settle the question. Now, there was no precedent for so bold a method, and we are not to be surprised that those holy men arose right wrath- fully and fell upon the youth and beat him sore. Having further immured him in a solitary cell, they resumed debate; but ultimately “in the grievous dearth of theological and historical opinion” declared the problem insoluble, an everlasting mystery by the Will of God. To-day, their successors adopt the same principles with regard to that darkest of horses, the A... A... They have fed A I