every human soul. In some ways he anticipated Ben
Lindsey in his love for the boy, and might have conjured forth from his
teeming brain the Juvenile Court, and thus stopped the creation of
criminals, had his life not been consumed in a struggle with stupidity
and pedantry gone to seed that cried to him, "Oh, who ever heard of such
a thing as that!"

The Kindergarten utilizes the propensity to play; and Arnold utilizes
the thirst for authority. Altruism is flavored with a desire for
approbation.

The plan of self-government by means of utilizing the Sixth Form was
quite on the order of our own "George Junior Republic." "A school," he
said, "should be self-governing and cleanse itself from that which is
harmful." And again he says: "If a pupil can gratify his natural desire
for approbation by doing that which is right, proper and best, he will
work to this end instead of being a hero by playing the rowdy. It is for
the scholars to set the seal of their approval on character, and they
will do so if we as teachers speak the word. If I find a room in a
tumult, I blame myself, not the scholars. It is I who have failed, not
they. Were I what I should be, every one of my pupils would reflect my
worth. I key the situation, I set the pace, and if my soul is in
disorder, the school will be in confusion."

Nothing is done without enthusiasm. It is heart that wins, not head, the
round world over. And yet head must systematize the promptings of the
heart. Arnold had a way of putting soul into a hand-clasp. His pupils
never forgot him. Wherever they went, no matter how long they lived,
they proclaimed the praises of Arnold of Rugby. How much this earnest,
enthusiastic, loving and sincere teacher has influenced civilization, no
man can say. But this we know, that since his day there has come about a
new science of teaching. The birch has gone with the dunce-cap. The
particular cat-o'-nine-tails that was burned in the house of Thomas
Arnold as a solemn ceremony, when the declaration was made, "Henceforth
I know my children will do right!" has found its example in every home
of Christendom.

We no longer whip children. Schools are no longer places of dread, pain
and suffering, and we as teachers are repeating with Friedrich Froebel
the words of the Nazarene, "Suffer little children to come unto me, and
forbid them not, for of such is the Kingdom of Heaven."

Also, we say with Thomas Arnold: "The boy is father to the man. A race
of