Part 31 (1/2)
”Nay! School Humanitaire!” I persisted
At this juncture another utturally for soroeary
”hell!” I htened, and enlightenelissman!” he exclaimed
”Liar!” I cried, ”I'elissmen
After entleman who looked extreging in a garden with a lot of boys and girls He was Mr Elbrink, the head-lish and he showed me round
The school is rather like what is known as the crank school in England
In a manner it is the super-crank school, for everyone on the staff is teetotal, vegetarian, and a non-shtheart for the first tientlereat educational reformer, a sort of Froebel I fancied, for handwork seeret to say that the school did not i the same sort of work; they sat in desks and held theain, not true freedom All schools in Holland are State schools, and the Humanitarian School is one of them It is almost impossible for a State school to be very much advanced; I think it is ie crowd has little use for the crank
I returned to Auest of the International School of Philosophy This is a building standing in about twenty acres of ground amid the pine forests two uest, for the su of a great movement Here students from every country will meet and discuss life and education
Mr Rei and earnestly tohis insistence on spiritual education
The aim of the school is to develop the spiritual side of ine that by living on the higher plane he is annihilating his earthly self Everyone there was very, very kind to me, but I did not feel quite in my element, for I am not an obviously spiritual person I find that I can discuss the higher life best when I have a glass of Pilsener at ar in her life, and it rapes complex All the same I should like to attend a summer course at Aita, Psycho-analysis and Religion, Plato, Sufisramme; anyway I would have no prepossessions and prejudices in listening to Dr G R S Meads'
course of lectures on The Mystical Philosophy and Gnosis of the Trisistic Tractates
From Amersfoort I went to A,” I said to the ticket office girl
”Third class return?” she asked with a snant
It is thein the world to ask a question in Dutch and to be answered in English In Rotterda man and tried to ask him in Dutch as the way to the Hotel de France He listened patiently while I struggled with the language; then he spat on my boot
”Hotel de France?” he replied in broad cockney, ”daot into a carriage full of farmers and one of theelissan to talk about Engelisshed all the way to Amsterdam Every now and then one of the journey
Arrived in Amsterda man touched me on the arm
”Guide, sir?”
”No thank you”
”Two hundred roouide”
”No thank you”