Who has heard of a Saint who was a ski addict? St. Hin. the daughter of noble Swedish parents, who lived in the twelfth century, was one. Here is an account that has come down to us describing many a happy hour of her childhood:— " Both maids set out in haste. Elin leading the way. Sliding along the ledge they caught their balance, swung long graceful arms and legs and made swiftly for the line of their own trail over the half league slope Snow crust hissed under their skis, and black firs fairly flew past them. Not till they neared the lake did one or the other slacken speed; nor did they stop to catch their breath before they made the last low hill."
Thus it would seem that to be skiminded does not militate against being saintminded. It is too bad that Elin is not living troday I for undoubtedly she could show our modern ski-era a few tricks about negotiating hard hills, and at the same time show them a few tricks about becoming saints.