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LITERARY AND OTHER NOTES. Celtia, an old magazine which appears this month in what practically amounts to a new form, is a symbol of a great movement. A mere Saxon would have called it the organ of the Pan-Celtic Association," and would have then said all there was to say about it, as far as he was concerned. Every Celt, on the other hand, will realise that this small magazine of about thirty pages bears within its small compass—in its intense love of "a country," in its devoted worship of ideals, in its deep thought and high spirit- uality, in its passionate optimism and its glorious "spirit of fight "-all the characteristics of that great spiritual and idealistic movement,—the re-awakening of a great and ancient people into a new life and purpose. It proves that, as a people, we have not halted, that we have neither drooped on the weary way of life nor ended our lesson, but declares with unflinching courage that once more we are ready-" to take up the task eternal, and the burden and the lesson" and that we shall do it when the great moment comes both well and worthily. The Cymro in one of his fairy-tales told the world his dream of the coming of a New Age. Somewhere in a dark cave amidst the eternal hills slept Arthur and his men, waiting for the dawn of the day of their country's deliverance. Arthur slept on a throne with the Flaming Excalibar' in his hand, while around him slept his knights all clad in heavy armour, also ready for the greatest of their country's battles. Magicians and men of power often found their way into that wonderful cave, but they saw only gold and silver and gems within it. So Arthur slept on and his country was allowed to remain in an agony of bondage and serfdom. One day a shepherd-lad from the hills found his way into the cave. That boy did not see the gold and silver. He left the cave as poor as he had entered it, but on the Round Table in the centre he did see the Call-Bell,' and he rang it. It was then for the first time, amid the clash of arms as of the rolling of thunder among the hills that Arthur's voice was heard declaring that 'The day had come'—the day of victory and deliverance. That is but a part of the sad tale—but it serves to prove that in his heart, the Celt always believes that the call to the New Life will first be sounded among the hills, and by their youth." The Pan-Celtic movement is a movement of youth, and in that fact lies its greatest promise. The leaders of this movement never talk of illusions but always of ideals, they never think of parades, always of battles, never of defeat, always of victory. All national movements of any historical import have commenced like this-witness Bohemia, Finland, Ireland in the sixties, and Wales into the nineties. So when we think of the leaders of this movement. Yeats, Moran, Moore, A. E., 0. M. Edwards, W. J. Gruffydd, Jaffrenou, Fournier, all of them young men, it is only natural that we should dream of great things, for the prophecy is so rich. T. Huws DAVIES. (To be continued.)

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