remain his debtors as long as we live."

While yet in Basel Zwingli had received the title of _Magister_ (Master
of the Liberal Arts,) but he never made any use of it himself. One is
our master, he was accustomed to say, Christ.

But now, in the twenty-second year of his age, he must leave Basel
also, and enter on the proper business of his life. John Stucki, pastor
at Glarus, died in the year 1506. Recommended probably by his uncle,
perhaps by his friend Glareanus, the young man was chosen for the
important post. The Bishop of Constance consecrated him to the
priesthood and ratified the choice.

Through Rappersweil, where he preached his first sermon; through
Wildhaus, where he read his first mass, he passed on towards the close
of the year, to his new home. Glarus, the chief town of the canton, was
inhabited by an active, intelligent population, full of energy and
independence. The new teacher, who does not intend to act the part of
an unprincipled hireling, must count on finding watchful enemies as
well as friends. There is only one means, by which to maintain an erect
position, under such circumstances, in a firm adherence to duty and
principle, and that is an unfailing support,--trust in a higher power,
which never deserts an honest endeavor. With this resolve, under this
shield, Zwingli began the practice of his calling, not at all anxious
about the judgments of men, nor troubled at the remarks of the
multitude. In him ruled the ardent spirit of vigorous youth, averse to
every thing that smacked of devotional hypocrisy, full of life and
mirth, sometimes verging even on wantonness, and yet so earnest, where
the affairs of science, so profound, where those of faith, and so
conscientious, where those of the congregation entrusted to his care,
were concerned, or those of his country, in whose welfare and honor his
heart was bound up. If on this account he was called a friend of sport;
if Glareanus wrote to him gaily in monk's Latin: "I am coming to you
shortly, and then we will be of good cheer and play on the jews' harp;"
and if Dingnauer, who promised him, that neither envy, nor jealousy,
nor the moroseness of old age, nor gold, nor iron should cripple his
friendship, believed that he must add the warning: "Watch over your
heart, conceal your glowing wishes, lest joy be turned into bitter
vexation;" we yet read, on the other hand, what he himself wrote to
Vadianus at Vienna: "I am now resolved to devote myself to