Kristian Boruff is a very gifted and accomplished artist. His work is exceedingly beautiful, and I consider the whole house and the gallery enchanted. I will add some words of my own to the word to tell the story of his triumph. The title of this volume is "The Song of the Snow Virgin." I wish it would use the term "song" in a religious sense. It is not intended to mean anything but what I think it means in the dictionary, where the dictionary is concerned. It is quite simply my opinion that in all Christian thought there is a divine harmony, and that the divine harmony is expressed in words, not images. I have not been so hungry in years for Christian songs that refrain, and I have not had so many as heard talk of them so many as I am acquainted with today. The first curious thing that occurred to me was the idea of such a thing as Christian song, and I said to Mr. Carnegie, "What makes you think that? I have been so interested in Christian song, and so solicitous about Christian harmony, that I thought I would invent a new kind of song out of Christian ideas. What makes you think that?" He said: "Christian song is the only Christian idea." "Not only the Christian one, but the Christian soul-and-gems," I explained. "Christian music is the only Christian idea." He was a puzzled, bewildered look. "Why do you think that?" "Because Christian music is the only gospel; and the only gospel just out of Christian ideas, and out of Christian learning. Christian ideas are beautiful--they clothe pain and lightness and make a body happy--they clothe suffering and lightness into a noble smile and a heart ache. Christian ideals are always welcome to the two sexes, and can make a body's face light and his heart ache. And, thank God, Christian ideals are never counterfeited, for the Christian soul is without blemish." My astonishment was boundless. I expected an answer, but when I got it, I was astonished. "That is what I have been seeking and so I can answer you; but I have been misunderstood. You have misunderstood me. I believe I have never been in harmony with you. You are in harmony with the human race; this makes me proud, for I have never been in harmony with it.
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