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About ten years ago, while spending a few days under the hospitableroof of the distinguished Belgian jurist, the lamented M. deLaveleye, our conversation turned, during one of our rambles, tothe subject of religion. "Do you mean to say," asked the venerableprofessor, "that you have no religious instruction in yourschools?" On my replying in the negative he suddenly halted inastonishment, and in a voice which I shall not easily forget, herepeated "No religion! How do you impart moral education?" Thequestion stunned me at the time. I could give no ready answer, forthe moral precepts I learned in my childhood days, were not givenin schools; and not until I began to analyze the different elementsthat formed my notions of right and wrong, did I find that it wasBushido that breathed them into my nostrils.