Another occasion when naked young limbs made me forget all my gloom and despondency was on my first visit to Adelaide.

I came on a naked boy leaning on the railing near the Baths, and the beauty of his face, torso, fair young limbs and exquisite feet filled me with joy and renewed hope.

The tears came to my eyes, and I said to myself, 'While there is beauty in the world I will continue to struggle,'" We must, as Boelsche declares (loc.

cit.), accustom ourselves to gaze on the naked human body exactly as we gaze at a beautiful flower, not merely with the pity with which the doctor looks at the body, but with joy in its strength and health and beauty.

For a flower, as Boelsche truly adds, is not merely "naked body," it is the most sacred region of the body, the sexual organs of the plant.
"For girls to dance naked," said Hinton, "is the only truly pure form of dancing, and in due time it must therefore come about.
This is certain: girls will dance naked and men will be pure enough to gaze on them." It has already been so in Greece, he elsewhere remarks, as it is to-day in Japan (as more recently described by Stratz).