Konx Om Pax

95% on, THE SYNAGOGUE OF SATAN My object all sublime I shall achieve in time To make the punishment lit the crime— The punishment fit the crime! W. S. GILBERT. I Q g (“THE DECAY or MANNERS.”) INCE nobody can have the presumptiop to doubt the demonstra tion of St. Thomas Aquinas that this world is the best of all possible worlds, it follows that the imperfect condition of things which I am about to describe can only obtain in some other universe; prob ably the whole affair is but the figment of my diseased imagination. Yet if this be so, how can we reconcile disease with perfection? Clearly there is something wrong here; the apparent syllogism turns out on examination to be an enthymeme with a suppressed and impossible Major. There is no progression on these lines, and what I foolishly mistook for a nice easy way to glide into my story proves but the blindest of blind alleys.