MOST CRITICAL JUNCTURE.

For, let us consider what exactly our position is.

Born in South Africa, our eyes first opened on these African hills and

plains; around us, of other parentage but born with us in the land, our

birth-fellows, were men of another white race; and we grew up side by

side with them. Is it strange that, like all men living, who have the

hearts of men, we learnt to love this land in which we first saw light?

In after years, when we left it, and lived months or years across the

seas, is it strange we carried it with us in our hearts? When we stood

on the Alps and looked down on the lakes and forests of Switzerland,

that we have said, “This is fair, but South Africa to us is fairer?”

That when on the top of Milan Cathedral and we have looked out across

the wide plains of Lombardy, we have said, “This is noble; but

nobler to us are the broad plains of Africa, with their brown kopjes

shimmering in the translucent sunshine?” Is it strange that when, after

long years of absence, years it may be of success and the joy which

springs from human fellowship and youth, our ship has cast its anchor

in sight of Table Bay, and the great front of Table Mountain has

reared up before us, a cry of passionate joy has welled up within us;

and when we saw the black men with their shining skins unloading in the

docks, and the rugged faces of South Africans, browned with our African

sun, we put our foot on the dear old earth again, and our hearts have

cried: “We are South Africans! We have come back again to our land and

to our people?” Is it strange that when we are in other lands and we

fear that death approaches us, we say: “Take me back! We may live away

from her, but when we are dead we must lie on her breast. Bury us among

the kopjes where we played when we were children, and let the iron

stones and red sand cover us?” Is it strange that wherever we live we

all want to go home to die; and that the time comes when we know that

dearer far to us than fame or success is one little handful of our own

red South African earth? Is it strange that, when the

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