Whether you feel sympathy, or not, with Calvin the theologian, who gave us, at not more than twenty-eight years of age, the epoch-making Christian Institutes, or with Calvin the inflexible governor, who helped to put to death poor Michael Servetus outside the city wall of Geneva, on the garden slopes of Champel, you can hardly fail to realize at least some transient flicker of interest when you contemplate, beneath its solitary fir-tree, and hard by a clump of box, the small, white, oblong stone - it is less than a foot long, and marked simply with the initials J. C.- that is supposed to mark the grave, in the old crowded cemetery near the Plaine du Plainplas, of Jean Calvin, the politician and man.