's book, on the other hand, has never appeared in
translation.

It is not easy to grasp the scholastic subtleties of mediaeval
schoolmen. Dr. Ethel Brewster suggests the following interpretations:
_An chimoera bombinans in vacuo devorat secundas intentiones_. Whether
a demon buzzing in the air devours our good intentions. This will
correspond to our saying that hell is paved with good intentions. _An
averia carrucae capta in vetito nomio sint irreplegibilia._ Whether
the carriers of a [bishop's] carriage caught in a forbidden district
should be punished. We can well understand how even the devil might be
puzzled by such questions.

Professor Brander Matthews aptly calls this story "diabolically
philosophical."

THE DEVIL'S ROUND

A TALE OF FLEMISH GOLF

BY CHARLES DEULIN

The modern devil is an accomplished gentleman. He is the most
all-round being in creation. Mynheer van Belzebuth, as he is called in
this story, is indeed the greatest gambler that there is upon or under
the earth. On the golf-field as at the roulette-table he is hard to
beat. It was the devil who invented cards, and they are, therefore,
called the Devil's Bible, and it was also he who taught the Roman
soldiers how to cast lots for the raiment of Christ (John xix, 24).
Dice are also called the devil's bones.

The devil carries the souls in a sack on his back also in the legend
of St. Medard. It is told that this saint, while promenading one day
on the shore of the Red Sea in Egypt, saw Satan carrying a bag full of
damned souls on his back. The heart of this saint was filled with
compassion for the poor souls and he quickly slit the devil's bag
open, whereupon the souls scrambled for liberty:

"Away went the Quaker--away went the Baker,
Away went the Friar--that fine fat Ghost,
Whose marrow Old Nick Had intended to pick
Dressed like a Woodcock, and served on toast!

"Away went the nice little Cardinal's Niece
And the pretty Grisettes, and the Dons from Spain,
And the Corsair's crew, And the coin-cliping Jew,
And they scamper'd, like lamplighters, over the plain!"

The Witches' Sabbath is the annual reunion of Satan and his
worshippers on earth. The witches, mounted on goats and broomsticks,
flock to desolate heaths and hills to hold high revel with their
devil.

Beelzebub swears in this story by the horns of his grandfather. While
the devil is known to have a grandmother, there has never been