as stated, on the authority of Brinton, that "the Great White
Hare" worshipped by the Red Indians was really, when correctly
understood, the Dawn. It is needless to observe (when one is addressing
students) that "Great White Hare" (in Algonkin, Manibozho) becomes Great
White Czar in Victorian English. Thus the Divine Figure from the North,
or White Czar, with whom Gladstone is mythically associated, turns out to
be the Great White Hare, or Dawn Hero, of the Algonkins. The sun
(Gladstone) may naturally and reasonably be spoken of in mythical
language as the "Friend of the Dawn." This proverbial expression came to
be misunderstood, and we hear of a Liberal statesman, Gladstone, and of
his affection for a Russian despot. The case is analogous to Apollo's
fabled love for Daphne = Dahana, the Dawn. While fragments of laudatory
hymns are common enough, it must not be forgotten that dirges or curses
(Dirae) are also discovered in the excavations. These Dirae were put
forth both morning and evening, and it is interesting to note that the
imprecations vented at sunset ("evening papers," in the old mythical
language) are even more severe and unsparing than those uttered ("morning
papers") at dawn.

How are the imprecations to be explained? The explanation is not
difficult, nothing _is_ difficult--to a comparative mythologist.
Gladstone is the sun, the enemy of Darkness. But Darkness has her
worshippers as well as Light. Set, no less than Osiris, was adored in
the hymns of Egypt, perhaps by kings of an invading Semitic tribe. Now
there can be no doubt that the enemies of Gladstone, the Rishis, or hymn-
writers who execrated him, were regarded by his worshippers as a darkened
class, foes of enlightenment. They are spoken of as "the stupid party,"
as "obscurantist," and so forth, with the usual amenity of theological
controversy. It would be painful, and is unnecessary, to quote from the
curses, whether matins or vespers, of the children of night. Their
language is terribly severe, and, doubtless, was regarded as blasphemy by
the sun-worshippers. Gladstone is said to have "no conscience," "no
sense of honour," to be so fugitive and evasive in character, that one
might almost think the moon, rather than the sun, was the topic under
discussion. But, as Roth points out, this is easily explained when we
remember the vicissitudes of English weather, and the infrequent
appearances of the sun in that climate. By the curses,