‘Bock, old man, your sin was terrible. But God has already shown you

some of His great love; for it can only be out of love and mercy that

you were not killed outright, and were given the opportunity to still

live and repent. If you truly repent, there is still mercy for you,

even now!’

‘Oh, is there, is there? Oh, God, how can I know that there is still

grace for me?’

Steve motioned for the attendant to come to him, and asked him if there

was a Bible to be had. He was handed a copy of the New Testament, which

he opened, and asked Bock if he might read him a chapter out of it,

to prove to him that there was still grace for him. The poor wounded

man gratefully accepted, and Steve read to him the beautiful story of

the repentant sinner on the Cross, at the side of Jesus. Greedily the

dying man listened to this true story of the Cross, which he had often

heard and read in his youth, without appreciating the wealth of mercy

and hope there was in it. When he heard the answer Jesus gave to the

repentant sinner: ‘Soon shall ye enter with me into the kingdom of

Heaven,’ hope once more came to him, and a faint beam of joy seemed to

light up his wounded face.

When Steve had finished, he said gently to Bock,--

‘Do you believe now that there is hope?’

‘Yes, oh, yes. Won’t you pray for me? God will hear your prayer; you

are so good to me.’

‘God loves to hear the sinner pray. We are all sinners; I as well as

you. I will pray; but you must also pray.’

And Steve, kneeling as he was before the dying man, lifted up his voice

and prayed. His prayer began in supplication, but, as he prayed, he

seemed to feel that God had already answered, for he ended his prayer

in thanksgiving, thanking God that another sinner had been gathered to

His fold.

When Steve opened his eyes he saw that a great change had come over

the face of the dying man. A beautiful smile dwelt on the mutilated

countenance of the repented sinner, while a far-away look shone in his

eyes, as if he already saw beyond this world.

‘Thank you, Joubert, thank you. God will reward you. I thank thee,

O Lord, that Thou hast heard me, even now, and hast pardoned me my

great sin. Hark! how beautifully they sing; surely ’tis angel voices

sounding so sweet. Ah! that is music indeed. What are they singing?

“Glory be to God and the Lamb, for a sinner saved! Amen, Amen.”’

As he uttered the last word he seemed to fall gently asleep--it was

the last long sleep, from which he shall only wake at the sound of the

trumpet, calling him to the judgment seat of the God he had denied in

life, but found in death.

Steve knelt long before the dead man in prayer, in earnest thought.

He could not help thinking how many of those killed in this terrible

disaster were as unprepared to die as was this man; and how few of them

had the opportunity given them to repent before they died.

After a while, the nurse, finding a spare moment, came to see how her

patient was progressing. When she saw that he was dead, she remarked to

Steve that she was not surprised, for the doctor had said that he could

not live; his injuries being too severe.

Steve asked if she knew anything of how Bock happened to be in the

accident. She replied that she only knew what Bock himself had told

her a few hours previously, viz., that he had gone to the scene of the

accident on business. That it was the first time he had ever gone in

that direction. That he was standing at the door of a tall building,

inquiring his way, when suddenly it seemed to him as if the earth was

turning upside down, and as if the house in front of him was tumbling

over on to him. That was all he remembered until he came back to

consciousness in the hospital.

After the funeral of the dead man was over, Steve took the first train

back to Pretoria, sad at heart at the scenes of suffering and death he

had witnessed.

CHAPTER XXVI

STEVE MEETS A SYMPATHETIC BRITISHER--A RETROSPECT

Another month went by. The political turmoil still went on. Every day

seemed to bring new probabilities forth. One day peace seemed assured;

the following day some despatch, or public speech of the British

minister’s, seemed to threaten the Transvaal with war. Meanwhile,

the Government, with President Kruger at its head, went steadily on,

pursuing its policy of conciliation and mercy, combined with great

firmness where its rights were concerned. But, in spite of the many

diplomatic victories gained by the Government, and the sympathy

shown towards it by all the world, including many prominent British

statesmen, yet the attitude of the Imperial Government seemed to be

as if seeking a quarrel with the Transvaal. Consequently, it is not

to be wondered at that the Transvaal Government was quietly preparing

to defend itself. Whispers went about of large quantities of arms and

ammunition being imported. Every field-cornet had orders to see that

his men were all properly armed and ready to be called up, in case of

need.

In the Free State the Government was giving full attention to the

question of fully arming every Burgher. Even here President Kruger had

won a great victory without lifting a finger, for a new President had

been elected--a President heart and soul for the Afrikander cause; a

President working for a closer union of the two Republics, which meant

almost doubling the strength of the Afrikander nation. What is more,

everyone felt that the Free State had a man for a President who was

thoroughly unselfish. A man whose sole ambition seemed to be to live

for land and people. A man who would not hesitate to give up his own

ambition and position if it would benefit his country. May he long

be spared to his people. In Cape Colony it was whispered that the

Afrikanders were quietly arming and preparing for the struggle, should

it come; determined, should the opportunity occur, to strike a blow for

liberty.

But England seemed to realise the volcano on which she stood;

the fire, which she would light, should she unjustly attack the

Transvaal--and--desisted.

Steve received an invitation one day from a prominent townsman to a

small dinner-party, to meet some friends.

Steve was placed at table between a Scotchman and an Englishman. After

some conversation on general topics, the Scotchman, who seemed to be a

kindly, genial old man, turned to Steve and said,--

‘It is so strange to me that I have met no Boers yet, and here I am in

the capital of the land of the Boers. I have been six hours in Pretoria

now, and during all that time I have seen no one whom I could recognise

as a Boer from the descriptions I have heard and read of them.’

Steve smiled and said,--

‘What is your conception of a Boer? By what description would you

recognise him?’

‘Oh, I would easily recognise one if I were to see one. Shall I

describe to you what my idea of a Boer is, from reading and hearing

him described? Here you are, then. I will begin from the top. Dirty

slouch hat; long, greasy, unkempt hair; tangled and untrimmed beard;

sly, crafty eyes; a sensual and unclean mouth; dirty and unwashed face;

dirty, baggy, ragged clothing; if any shirt at all--dirty; if any

shoes at all--made of untanned leather. In short, a _Boer_ is a man

uncivilised, untaught, untamed.’

This was said in such an innocent, inoffensive way that Steve took no

offence, but only laughed heartily, as if at a good joke.

‘Now, what are you laughing at? Do you mean to say my description

is not true? If so, then you must blame those who have written the

different descriptions from which I have gathered my ideal of a Boer.’

‘Pardon me, sir; but are you the only stranger in Jerusalem? Where are

you from?’

‘I am from Glasgow, Scotland, at your service,’ was the smiling and

good-natured reply.

‘But how long have you been out of Glasgow?’

‘Not quite a month. I arrived here to-day, and I came straight here.’

‘But surely, on your way from the coast, you must have met many a Boer?’

‘No, I did not; but I suppose it is because I came straight on to

Pretoria after leaving the steamer.’

‘Well, sir, you have a few things to learn yet, for I am afraid you

will have to journey far to meet your ideal of a Boer. He does not

exist.’

‘Well, I shall see. I suppose I will come across one or more during my

stay.’

Steve could not suppress another hearty laugh; but as he saw that the

kind-looking old man seemed hurt at his mirth, he hastened to say,--

‘Excuse me, sir; it amused me to hear you say that you would recognise

a Boer when you saw one, and immediately after express a hope that you

would see one or more during your stay. Why, don’t you know that half

the guests round this table are what you call Boers, or, rather, what

we call them as a nation--Afrikanders?’

‘Well, I am--blessed! Do you mean they are born Boers, or are they

naturalised Uitlanders?’

‘No, sir; born and bred in the Transvaal or Cape Colony. That one there

was born in the Cape Colony; this one to the left was born and grew

up on a farm in Waterberg; this gentleman just opposite us made his

living by farming, until he became a Government official; that one to

his right is an attorney, whose father was a true old Boer of the old

school.’

‘Well, who would have thought it! One never gets too old to learn. It

is lucky for me that they did not overhear me.’

‘It would not matter if they did. We Afrikanders are accustomed to be

misunderstood and underrated.’

‘What do you mean by saying “_we Afrikanders_?” Surely _you_ are an

Englishman; your speech betrays you.’

‘I am as true an Afrikander as Oom Paul himself; may I be as good a one

as he is.’

‘You an Afrikander? _You_ a Boer? Surely, sir, you are trying to make

fun of me?’

‘No, sir; we Afrikanders know how to respect our elders. I mean what I

say. I have never been out of South Africa.’

‘Well, well, the world is full of deceit and lies! and when I go back

to Scotland I shall tell the people of our country what a Boer really

is. But this gives me just the opportunity I wished for. I wanted so

much to have a talk with a Boer, but was afraid that I would not find

one who could understand me. I want you to give me an idea of what the

real feelings of your people are on the situation in South Africa, and

of the events of the past few months. I came out to see and hear for

myself what the Transvaal and its people are like; and you, I can see,

are an educated man, and just the one to give me the information I

want. Are you willing to speak to me on the subject?’

‘With the greatest of pleasure, sir. We ask for nothing better than to

be better known and better understood; therefore I am willing to give

you all the information you want.’

‘Well, then, if you will be so kind, give me, in a few words, the

events which led up to the present situation.’

‘To begin from the very beginning: you know, sir, that South Africa

was first colonised by the Dutch. To the Dutch was added a sprinkling,

later on, of French Huguenots, also a little seasoning of German

blood. These three nationalities readily united, and formed a sturdy

race of hunters and farmers. A farmer in Dutch is a _Boer_; hence the

name Boer, which really means the occupation and not the nationality

of the race. Living a life of seclusion and simplicity on their farms,

the one great characteristic of this people came to be their love of

their Bible and their love of freedom. This was bred in them from their

youth, and their faith is rather to die than to lose either. When the

English came, they would or could in no wise understand or appreciate

this race of simple, quiet and peace-loving people. Their love of

peace was taken for cowardice. This at first led the English to feel

contempt for the Boers. This naturally bred antagonism between the two

races, which effectually prevented any fusion of the two nationalities.

Then, also, the English wished to place the blacks on an equal footing

with the whites. This led to further antagonism; for the Boers, while

treating the blacks kindly and humanely, do not believe that blacks

and whites were intended to be on an equal footing in this world. They

contend that even the Bible teaches that the children of Ham shall be

servants to the children of his brethren. In a dispute on this matter,

a Boer and some of his relatives resisted the law, and were shot in the

act, while several others were hanged at _Slachtersnek_ for the same

offence. This settled the matter. The Boers saw they were the weakest;

so they determined to leave their dearly-loved country and seek for a

land in the wilderness, where they would be at rest, and the English

cease from troubling them.

‘The first country they took possession of in the interior was what

is now the Free State, and, soon after, Natal was occupied. In both

of these territories they had to fight many a bloody battle with the

fierce Zulus and other native tribes before they could live at peace.

But no sooner were they settled, and had built homes and ploughed

lands, than once more England followed them up, and forced them to

‘clear’ out after a short struggle. This happened in the Free State,

as well as Natal. The Boers now _trekked_ in earnest to the Transvaal.

‘The Transvaal at this time was almost inaccessible to an English army,

because of the distance from the coast in which it lay; therefore the

Boers were not only able to hold their own, but also to harass the

English in the neighbouring Colonies so as to force England to solemnly

recognise their independence at the Sand River Convention. After the

Sand River Convention, the Boers lived at peace with England for

many years. But they still had to struggle on against native tribes,

poverty, and the internal dissensions usual to a nation in its infancy

and in course of formation. At last a time came when the hardy Boers

were sorely pressed, what with no market for their produce, a President

not in sympathy with their simple ways and manners, and native wars. In

the meanwhile England, or rather certain Jingoistic Englishmen, began

to see what a mistake was made when England allowed an independent

state to grow up on the borders of its own possessions in South Africa,

the more so as England had already been forced by avarice to do an

unjust act to the Free State, by forcing that independent State to

give up its most valuable possession--the diamond fields--for a paltry

consideration. And gold having begun to be discovered in the Transvaal,

it seemed to be the best policy to take full possession of the

Transvaal before further discoveries of gold took place, which might

necessitate the same course of action which was pursued in the case of

the diamond fields. Besides, a trick of that kind does not generally

succeed twice; therefore something new must be tried this time, and

the best plan would be to take possession of the whole country on some

pretext or other. When an excuse is sought to do an unjust thing, such

an excuse is easily found. Now that the Boers were so hard pressed,

what could be more in conformity with England’s usual policy of succour

and protection of weak countries than relieving the Boers of any

further trouble of forming their State on a firm basis by annexing

the Transvaal? This was done in a manner unworthy the traditions of a

country like England.

‘Sir Theophilus Shepstone, England’s tool and emissary, sent a letter

to the Transvaal Government, in which he requested a conference to

discuss certain matters in which the States and Colonies of South

Africa were alike interested, amongst which was the threatening

attitude of the natives in the Transvaal, stating, in a passing sort of

way, that he was bringing an escort of a few gentlemen and twenty-five

border policemen from Natal; and as he was sure that there would be no

objection to his coming, he would not wait for a reply, but would start

at once.

‘Of course no reasonable objection could be made to his coming, so

he was received in a friendly manner. What was the surprise of the

Government when Sir Theophilus, after a pretext of discussing matters,

formally annexed the land in the name of the Queen? Of course protest

was made, but no heed was given to it. What were the Boers to do?

They had no wish to fight mighty England; so it was decided to try

all peaceful ways to endeavour to get their beloved country back.

Deputation after deputation was sent to England, praying the Queen to

give back their own. But it was all in vain. England would not easily

give up territory once obtained.

‘At last, at a great meeting of the people, it was decided to fight,

and, if need be, _die_, for their independence. War was declared. The

result all the world knows. The Boers fought bravely and fairly, and

through God’s blessing, the cause of justice was victorious. England,

after the loss of several battles, professed to see the justice of the

claims of the Boers at last. A truce was called, and England promised

to accede to the wishes of the Transvaalers on terms to be decided at a

convention to be held at Pretoria. The Boers were disbanded and sent

home rejoicing at having achieved their independence. The convention

was held. But alas for England’s good name, now that the Boers had gone

home and had once more settled peaceably to their occupations, she

would not give up all she had taken. She had taken the Transvaal as an

entirely free and independent country. Now, after her latest promises,

she would not give back more than a shadow of that former independence

possessed by the Transvaal. England must retain the suzerainty of the

country, with a right of veto on the foreign policy of the country. The

Boers loved peace. They accepted these terms, hardly realising what

a yoke they placed upon their necks in so doing. After some years it

was seen that the country could not be _free_ while England retained

the suzerainty of the Transvaal. The British Government was approached

on the subject. A new convention was drawn up in 1884 and agreed to,

by which the suzerainty was withdrawn. Now came a time of prosperity

to the country. Gold was discovered in various places. Wealth poured

into the country. A large population of Englishmen grew up in the

gold-digging centres. Once more an Ahab desired to possess the vineyard

of his neighbour. Not content with reaping the fruits thereof, the

Englishmen living on the goldfields wished to have full possession of

the whole country. Agitation and conspiracy was rife. The result has

been seen in the events of the first few days of January of this year.

Although these events have been distorted shamefully, yet you must know

enough to glean the true facts of the case from what you have heard.’

‘Although you have put it in a very few words, yet you have put it so

plainly that you have enlightened me on many points which were dark to

me before. Past events, as stated by you, make the crime against your

country even blacker than it appeared to be before. But what about

the complaints of ill treatment and oppression laid by the Uitlanders

against your Government?’

‘Oh, that is easily disproved. But I see signs of the company

dispersing. I am afraid we have paid our host and his guests a poor

compliment by keeping our conversation all to ourselves. But if you

will do me the honour to come to my quarters to-morrow evening and

have a cup of tea or something stronger, if you prefer, with me, then

I shall show you a very capable article from some English paper, which

was taken over from the paper in question by _The Press_. This article,

by facts and figures, disproves the Uitlander grievances much more

capably than I could do offhand. What do you say?’

‘With pleasure. I should like nothing better than to continue our

conversation when we have more leisure. You may expect me. At what hour

shall we say? Will seven o’clock do?’

‘Finely; that is settled then.’

After this the conversation on politics was dropped, and Steve and his

new acquaintance joined in the general conversation.

CHAPTER XXVII

A LOOK INTO THE FUTURE

The following evening found Steve’s new acquaintance, true to his

promise, seated at a table with our hero, partaking of a cup of tea and

biscuits. After tea, Steve brought forth a box of his favourite Dutch

cigars. The genial old Scotchman did not wait long to press Steve to

continue their conversation of the night before, which seemed greatly

to interest him. So, both being comfortably seated in a couple of

easy-chairs, Steve proceeded to read the cutting of which he had spoken

the night before, and we shall make no apology for reproducing it,

as it will prove of interest to those readers who have heard of the

_Uitlander_ grievances (?) but have never heard the other side of the

matter.

As you will see, it is a letter written to the editor of the _London

Daily Chronicle_ and taken over by the _Pretoria Press_. This is it:--

* * * * *

‘The following important and timely communication on Transvaal affairs

has been addressed to the editor of the London _Daily Chronicle_ and

appears in the leading journal under date the 1st inst: When the

_Times_ in one and the same issue, that of the 27th inst., publishes

among the telegrams that most remarkable letter from Mr Schreiner,

late Attorney-General to the Cape Colony under Mr Rhodes, on the cause

of the attempted rebellion at Johannesburg, and publishes under the

head of “The Colonies,” the statement that it was “the intolerably bad

administration of President Kruger’s Government,” I think it is the

duty of those who know what they are writing about to set the public at

rest as to what were and what were not the real causes.

‘For the _Times_ it should have been enough that the

FIRM AND ENTHUSIASTIC ADMIRER

and follower of Mr Cecil Rhodes, his trusted Attorney-General in two

Administrations, distinctly and almost brutally, three weeks after the

rebellion, when in possession of all the facts--facts which we shall

know in all their detail in three weeks time--declares the rebellion to

have been “due to a body of commercial speculators, the machinations

of the Chartered Company, to a minute but powerful body of speculators

in concert with financial plotters outside,” and much more to the same

purpose. Mr Schreiner has nothing to say about the intolerably bad

administration of President Kruger having been the cause, and he would

not have been slow to put this reason forward if he in conscience could

have done so. But

THE MANIFESTO OF MR CHARLES LEONARD

says so. Yes, and it is about the manifesto that I wish to set the

public right once and for all; and my claim to write on this subject is

not to be disputed, as the oldest continual resident at Johannesburg,

from its very inception until six months ago, intimately conversant

with men and with measures during the whole of that period. There is

no doubt much to be blamed in the past and much to be improved in the

future. I am not a defender of the Kruger _régime à outrance_; but the

faults that have been committed and the omissions that are laid to its

charge are the natural consequence of the rapid and

VIOLENT TRANSITION

from a State devoted to pastoral pursuits to the most intense mining

and industrial pursuits, invaded by the plutocracy. But neither the

faults nor the omissions are such as to have at any time, or in any

country, justified even armed resistance.

‘Never was the like of such a manifesto put forward as a justification

of rebellion, and the length of it--four closely-printed newspaper

columns--is in itself its condemnation. If the leaders had a cause,

the justice of which required such wordy explanations, they had no

just cause to put before their followers. In the most serious charges,

the misappropriation of Government moneys, we have terms like “it is

stated,” “it is said,” “we hear,” “we believe,” and scandal which was

FORGOTTEN SEVEN YEARS AGO

is raked up to justify recent events.

‘The reasons brought forward in the lengthy manifesto can be

conveniently divided under two heads--material ones; corruption,

mal-administration, and the fiscal policy strangling the mining

industry; and political: one is the government of the country by a

small faction of Hollanders, the language grievance, the educational

grievance, and the franchise grievance.

‘To begin with the first section. I cannot deny that the enormous

temptations held out to some subordinate officials by men who, having

in an incredibly short time acquired immense wealth, and who drowned

every scruple in their desire to increase the same, have caused these

men to fall; but from intimate knowledge I deny that corruption in the

Transvaal

EXTENDS TO THE HIGHEST OFFICIALS

or to any appreciable number of officials. I ask, however, Mr Editor,

whether the financial system which has brought corruption in its train

into the Transvaal can be allowed in its turn to appeal to English

sympathy and to put forward this corruption as a justification for

placing the lives of thousands of peaceable men, women and children

to the hazard of the sword? If Pretoria has been tempted, it is

Johannesburg which has held out the tempting hand.

‘The next point is, that the Government by granting concessions and

monopolies, and by its fiscal policy, is endeavouring to strangle the

mining industry. Now, it is a fact, though perhaps a curious one, that

most of these

CONCESSIONS HAVE BEEN GRANTED

to the Ecksteins, the Neumanns, and their friends; and that, although

these interests have often been clever enough to obtain them ostensibly

in some other name, they actually hold the largest interest in them,

viz., the water and lighting concessions in Pretoria, the tram

concession in Johannesburg, the cement, iron, National Bank and Mint

concessions in Pretoria. These same interests advanced the Government

a few years ago £50,000 for the object of purchasing Swaziland

concessions. It was stipulated by them that these moneys should be

repaid as soon as Swaziland was incorporated with the Transvaal, and

that as a bonus they should receive the water, lighting, and tram

concessions in all the principal towns in the Transvaal. The

DYNAMITE CONCESSIONS

is the next point of attack, and even in this they had a share. The

statement is made, that this Government monopoly imposes upon the

mining industry an intolerable burden, insomuch as the Government

having the right to charge 90s. a case for dynamite, it can be supplied

at 30s. I go into the figures of this business, because there is here

a concrete case, from which your readers can judge for themselves the

credibility of other statements in the manifesto. The Government does

not charge 90s. but 85s. per case, and I cannot give a more convincing

proof that it cannot be supplied at 30s., than the fact that the De

Beers Company, a powerful financial and monopolistic company, where

there is no charge incurred for storage, distribution _del credere_,

etc., pays more than 60s. per case delivered in Kimberley.

‘Add to that price--Additional railage to Johannesburg, storage,

distribution over an area of forty miles of reef and over a hundred

companies, _del credere_ and collection commission, besides some import

DUES TO THE TRANSVAAL,

and it becomes clear what use has been made of the Government monopoly

in powder and explosives for purposes of agitation. To give an even

more graphic illustration. I extract from the last annual report of the

Crown Reef Company (the only company in which the use of explosives is

separately accounted for), the fact that out of a total working cost of

30s. 2⅜d. per ton, the actual cost of all explosives was 1s. 2½d.

per ton; the unbearable burden justifying revolution!

‘Now, as to the other taxation said to strangle the mines. There is no

country in which the personal taxes are lighter. I challenge anyone,

be he the richest or poorest, to show me that he pays more than £5

per annum of personal taxes in the Transvaal. And as for direct taxes

levied on the mines, I just extract from the

LAST ANNUAL REPORT

to hand the following:--

‘Crown Reef Gold Mining Company produced last year in gold £420,106,

19s. 6d., has distributed last year in profits £96,912, 2s. 5d., has

paid to the Government for rents, licences, and all other rights and

privileges last year £1191, 9s. 10d.

‘Robinson Gold Mining Company produced last year in gold £651,928, 5s.

3d., has distributed last year in profits £346,628, 12s. 6d., has paid

to the Government for rents, rates, and licences £395, 11s. 8d.

‘New Chimes Gold Mining Company produced £93,013, 15s. 11d.; paid

profits, £32,485, 16s. 3d.; paid rates and licences, lumped in the

balance-sheet together with insurance premiums, £664, 16s. 5d.

‘The Transvaal Coal Trust produced 266,945 tons of coal last year; all

Government taxation amounted to £53, 1s.

‘The Consolidated Land and Exploration Company, of which the Ecksteins

are the largest holders, owns over 250 farms of about 6000 acres each;

all the taxes, including absentee tax, amounted to £722, 2s. 6d. last

year.

‘Now for the

INDIRECT TAXATION.

All machinery for mining purposes is subject to only 1½ per cent.

import dues; the term machinery is stretched by the Government to its

uttermost possibilities to meet the mining industry, and it is made to

include f.i. sheet lead, cyanide, etc. All other articles not specially

rated are subject to an _ad valorem_ duty of 7½ per cent., the Cape

Colonists pay an _ad valorem_ duty of 12 per cent. Specially rated

articles affecting the white miners, such as tea, coffee, butter, rice,

soap, sugar, are in most cases subject to lower, and in no instance to

higher, duties than in the Cape Colony, f.i.

CAPE COLONY. TRANSVAAL.

Butter, 3d. per lb. 5s. 0d. per 100 lb.

Cheese, 3d. ” 5s. 0d. ”

Coffee, 12s. 6d. per 100 lb. 2s. 6d. ”

Rice, 3s. 6d. ” 1s. 6d. ”

Soap, 4s. 2d. ” 5s. 0d. ”

Sugar, 6s. 3d. ” 3s. 6d. ”

Tea, 8d. per lb. 5s. 0d. ”

Guns, £1 per barrel. 10s. 0d. per barrel.

‘The article maize,

THE PRINCIPAL FOOD

of the Kaffirs, pays in the Cape Colony 2s. per 100 lb., and in the

Transvaal 2s. per 100. Periodically, through droughts, locusts, or

other causes, prices for this commodity rise rapidly, often from 10s.

6d. to 26s. 6d. per bag, variations which are only slightly affected by

the import duty. Nevertheless, the Government has in every instance of

excessive prices abated the duty for the time being.

‘The only other tax affecting the mining industry is the Pass Money

of 1s. per month per native; and the moneys resulting therefrom are

handed by the Government to the Johannesburg Hospital, an excellent

institution, exclusively established for the use of Johannesburg and

its mines.

‘I think every reasonable mind will absolve the Government from the

charge of endeavouring to strangle the mining industry.

‘And now as to

THE CHARGES CALLED POLITICAL,

Hollanders, I take it, are as much Uitlanders as is Mr Phillips or

any other Englishman; they have this one advantage, that they speak

the language of the country, while 95 out of every 100 English in the

Transvaal decline to acquire it. But what are the facts? The President

and all the members of the Executive are South African born, so is the

Minister of Mines, so is the Treasurer-General, the Auditor-General,

the Postmaster, the Surveyor-General, so is the Commandant-General, the

Chief of Police; so was, until three months ago, the Attorney-General,

so is the Mining Commissioner of Johannesburg, and so are all the

Landdrosts (equal to your magistrates) throughout the country, with one

exception only. Of the judges of the High Court two are South African

born, two Hollanders, and one Scotch.

‘The only other official of high standing who comes from Holland is

THE STATE SECRETARY,

Dr Leyds, and that he is an extremely able and distinguished man his

worst enemies will allow.

‘A census taken throughout the Civil Service has shown that

eighty-three per cent. are South African born, and seventeen per cent.

Uitlanders. Naturally, the latter are selected from those who can speak

the language of the country.

‘Before I come to the other three grievances, I must set right the

grossly exaggerated figures which are given in the English Press as

affecting the population in the Transvaal.

‘Mr Rhodes, in his cabled letter to the New York _World_, gives them as

100,000 English against 14,000 Boers! Now the

ACTUAL FIGURES

from quite recent compilations are:--

Total inhabitants, 226,028

Of which Transvaal born, 150,308

And Uitlanders of all nationalities, 75,720

------

Of these again are English, 41,275

And of all other nationalities,

including those from Cape

Colony and Natal, 34,445

‘These figures, which are correct, make the absurdity of the political

claim clear, but more clear still if you deduct from the 75,720

Uitlanders the 60,000 who dwell at Johannesburg and its mining

district; if you eliminate that one town from the total, you have

the Boers numbering ten to one against the Uitlanders throughout the

country. And would you have a country ruled in language, franchise and

education by one mining town.

‘To prove the correctness of the above statement you have only to

consider that there are on the

MILITARY REGISTER

over 25,000 Boers. Every one of them is married, and most of them have

children, the average being over four children, which gives the 150,000

souls.

‘Of these fully two-thirds do not understand English. It is reasonable

then to claim that the official language, that official documents,

shall be the language spoken by two-thirds of the people, or do the

women and children count for nothing? But although the official

language by law is Dutch there is not a single Government office in

which there is not English or German spoken to those who cannot speak

Dutch. In the Courts in the witness-box the judges frequently shut

their eyes to the use of the English language, and in the lower Courts

English is invariably spoken by English litigants.

‘Also as to the education the manifesto makes gross misstatements.

Though the State schools are, of course, Dutch, and the ordinary

State-aided schools are Dutch, the

GOVERNMENT HAS ALWAYS AGREED

to give to all English schools exactly the same aid as to the latter,

provided they will gradually, in the higher classes, introduce the

State language, so that in the lowest classes only English is spoken,

while in the highest class Dutch is to be the medium. The Germans in

Johannesburg have and pay for their own school, the English claim to

have their schools, in which, as Mr Lionel Phillips expressed it in

his speech, Dutch may be taught, perhaps, if there was a “little time

left,” maintained at Government expense.

‘And now to the last point, that of the franchise. That a _settled_ and

_loyal_ population cannot for ever be refused a reasonable voting power

I am the last to deny. But is the Johannesburg population settled and

loyal? Can you wonder that the Boers have their grave doubts? Where are

all the men from the Transvaal who have made their fortunes there? The

Beits, Taylors, Neumann, Bailey, the English, Barnato, Dunnings, and

all the others? Do they throw in their lot with the Transvaal? Not at

all; they live in London; spend their money there, regard themselves as

English, and do not want to be anything. The very same men who now

CLAMOUR WITH BAYONETS

fixed for the franchise, cover the addresses presented to the High

Commissioner when he comes into the Transvaal with thousands of

signatures as “Her Majesty’s most loyal subjects.” Can you wonder at

the Boer if he cannot conceive the dual loyalty which claims to swear

allegiance to the Transvaal without abandoning that to England?

‘Can you wonder if he points to the doings of 1896 as his justification

for the refusal to grant the franchise indiscriminately, points to

the men who have called in the enemy, the Chartered Company, into

the country, and under the dastardly pretext, too, that the Boer was

threatening to murder women and children, when the Boers were quietly

at their farms, while Johannesburg had for the last six months been

arming its thousands of men with smuggled rifles and guns?

‘Can you seriously

WONDER AT THE BOER,

who knows only one loyalty to his country, that of leaving wife and

child, plough and land, aye, and his life, too, in the defence of the

independence of his beloved land? And are these qualities held so cheap

in this nineteenth century that stock-jobbers and adventurers and their

legal advisers may safely sneer at them and find the approval of the

great English nation? I trust not.

‘Is the decision of peace or war of continents to be left in these

hands? is what I would like to know as

‘A TRANSVAAL UITLANDER OF

TEN YEARS’ STANDING.’

‘_Jan. 31._’

After Steve had finished reading the extract, he sat looking at his

guest thoughtfully for a moment, who seemed buried in thought. After a

while, the visitor turned to his host and said,--

‘Are those facts given in that letter based on truth?’

‘Mainly so; the only fault is that he is too mild; he could put it much

stronger in favour of the Government, without exaggeration.’

‘Humph, this is a different tale entirely from the one told in

Leonard’s manifesto; and from what I have seen and learned here, I am

inclined to believe this one in preference to the other one. But let us

take it for granted that this one is correct, and leave the question of

the past alone for a moment, I want you to look into the future for a

few moments, and tell me what do you and your countrymen look forward

to as the probable future of South Africa?’

‘There are various views held. There are those who wish for peace at

any price, and who would be content to leave matters as they are, viz.,

to keep what we have, and let England keep what she has. But this will

only last while England allows us to peacefully keep possession of our

country. But, should England press us, these would join the other party

without a moment’s hesitation.’

‘And what are the views of the other party?’

‘Well, it has never been defined. It is merely a leaven permeating

the thoughts, words and deeds of the party. It is a strong patriotic

feeling in the breast of every true and thoughtful Afrikander, a desire

to build up a strong and united South African nation and a strong and

united South Africa.’

‘And how do you propose to bring this desirable union to fruition?’

‘As far as I have been able to think it out, it can only come to pass

in two ways.’

‘And those two ways are?’

‘Either to fight for it, or to get it peacefully. If we can get it

peacefully, it would do England more good than harm. England must have

seen that the universal desire of all South Africans of any merit,

English or Dutch, are tending towards Republicanism. It is true that

there has been a great deal of friction between English and Dutch in

the past, but the events of this year have brought over nearly all of

the English _South African born_ people of the colonies to the same

view that has all along been held by the Dutch, viz., that the Imperial

factor serves only to keep this friction alive, and that when South

Africa is entirely free that this, race hatred will die out, and that,

instead of having, as at present, an Imperial and a Republican party,

we shall only have the more desirable Liberal and Conservative parties,

both parties possessing Englishmen as well as Dutchmen amongst their

members. As I have said, South African Englishmen have recognised this

fact, and all thoughtful South African Englishmen are beginning to

desire a Republican South Africa as much as the Dutch. Now, if England

is wise enough to recognise this fact, and wise enough to act upon it

in time, she has only one thing to do, viz., to call a meeting, or

congress, of leading politicians from all the states and colonies of

South Africa. And this is what she should propose:--

‘If I give up the whole of South Africa to you, to form an entirely

independent South Africa, will you,

‘Firstly, give me the same commercial benefits I now enjoy?

‘Secondly.--Will you give my ships, commercial as well as ships of war,

the same shelter and protection as well as the same coaling facilities

in times of peace or war as now enjoyed by them?

‘Thirdly.--Will you enter in solemn treaty to be England’s friends in

both peace and war?

‘Fourthly.--Will you guarantee that you shall never allow yourself to

be annexed by any other power?

‘Fifthly.--Will you give me the most favoured nation treaty in all

respects, which would amount to England enjoying the same benefits as

now without any of the responsibilities or worries she now has, and

what would South Africa reply to such a proposal?

‘They would be only too glad to obtain their independence and freedom

while remaining at peace with and the friend of England, and they would

accept with joy?’

‘But should England refuse to give the whole of South Africa their

freedom on these or any other terms, what would then happen? Do you

think that you would deliberately fight for it?’

‘Yes.’

‘Do you mean to say that the whole of, or any part of, South Africa

would rise up against England and demand that she should vacate South

Africa or--fight?’

‘No, these things do not happen in that way, as a rule. It will simply

happen that one of these days, in the course of the petty persecutions

against the two Dutch representatives, which is always going on to

a greater or less extent, that the Republicans will put their foot

down and refuse to accede to some unjust demand made on them by some

Jingoistic British minister, the consequence of which would be a war,

the end of which would be a united South African Republic, with or

without foreign aid. Either that would happen, or--the utter extinction

of the Boers.’

‘Do you think the last is at all likely to happen?’

‘If it is God’s will, _then_ it will, otherwise not?’

‘Quite true! but from a worldly point of view, what are the

probabilities of the South Africans winning their independence?’

‘A Joshua will arise, who will unite the different races and peoples by

a common sympathy. He will cause the two contending parties or races to

trust him--he will form a link uniting the two together. Once united

with a common desire of Freedom and Independence, and a leader worthy

to be trusted by all, the battle will be more than half won. With the

people of South Africa once united, they can resist any army that

England may send against them. England’s power lies in her navy. The

South Africans won’t go to seek her on the sea to fight her. They will

simply wait for any and every army sent against them on land, and by

various means, which comes to those fighting for liberty, will demolish

those armies. They will simply keep out of the way of the ironclads

when necessary, and keep on holding the land for years if need be,

until out of sheer weariness England shall grant them peace. This is

should they have no further aid than their own people. But should one

or more European or American powers take up their cause, the end will

be sooner and more easily obtained.’

‘Would you or your Government then call in European aid?’

‘I could not say what might or might not happen, but I do not think it

improbable that aid might come unasked, and should we find ourselves

hard pressed, we might find ourselves simply forced to accept foreign

aid.’

‘And do you think there is really much chance of a Joshua fulfilling

the Herculean task of uniting the various races of South Africa.’

‘It would not be such a Herculean task after all. The thing is almost

half done; the events of this year have almost completed the task; it

only wants the right man to complete it entirely. What we want is a

man who would be trusted by all parties--a man who would do everything

unselfishly, who would leave _self_ out of the question entirely,

and whose only desire would be to advance the interest of _land_ and

_people_.’

‘And do you think there is any probability of such a man being found?’

‘I have great hopes. The material for great and noble men is plentiful

in South Africa. I believe when the want is felt for such a man by the

people, the man will be found.’

‘I can see you have thought much on the subject. If you had the choice

of the two means of obtaining your independence, which would you

choose?’

‘I would certainly choose the peaceful one. For then the country would

not receive the great check to progress which she would receive after

such a terrible war, as would be the result in case we fought against

England. Once we have obtained our independence by fighting for it,

our prestige as a people would be far greater than when obtained by

peaceful means. But besides the bloodshed and material losses after

such a war, we should for many years have England for an enemy, and

we would still have a small party of Jingoistic Imperialists in the

country. While, should we obtain our independence peacefully, we would

have England for a friend and the Imperialist in South Africa would not

feel the bitter hatred against the Republicans as was the case when

the Transvaal had obtained her independence after fighting for it. A

hatred, the evil effects of which are felt to this day.’

‘Yes, you are quite right. I think, both for the sake of South Africa

and England, it would be far better if the problem were solved

peacefully. England would be no worse off than she now is if she were

to give up the country on the terms proposed by you; while you would

have the satisfaction of being independent. As to the race hatred felt

after war, history has shown its evil effects--witness France and

Germany.’

‘And I do not see why this peaceful solution should not be obtained.

The only obstacle is the misrepresentation of South Africans by parties

interested. And then we have people who declare that the Dutch in South

Africa must be extinguished, politically, at least, at any sacrifice,

even that of principle.’

‘Yes, I understand. You refer to the Jameson Raid and those concerned

in it. But I hardly condemn the raiders as much as I do those who

approved it, who should know better. I can tell you I feel ashamed of

being a Britisher when I read, for instance, Alfred Austin’s poem. It

is a shame that a man who implies such _want_ of principle should hold

the position of Poet Laureate to the British Crown.’

Steve smiled and said,--

‘That reminds me that I have another extract which I would like to show

you. It is a parody on Austin’s poem, published by the Orange Free

State _Express_.’

‘I should like to see it?’

‘It ought to be read together, so if you will allow me, I will read you

Austin’s poem first, and then the parody. Listen:--

‘JAMESON’S RIDE’

ALFRED AUSTIN

‘Wrong! Is it wrong? Well, may be:

But I’m going, boys, all the same.

Do they think me a Burgher’s baby,

To be scared by a scolding name?

They may argue, and prate, and order;

Go, tell them to save their breath:

Then, over the Transvaal border,

And gallop for life or death!

‘Let lawyers and statesmen addle

Their pates over points of law:

If sound be our sword, and saddle,

And gun-gear, who cares one straw?

When men of our own blood pray us

To ride to their kinsfolk’s aid,

Not Heaven itself shall stay us

From the rescue they call a raid.

‘“There are girls in the Gold Reef City,

There are mothers and children too!

And they cry, ‘Hurry up! for pity!’

So what can a brave man do?

If even we win, they’ll blame us;

If we fail, they will howl and hiss.

But there’s many a man lives famous

For daring a wrong like this!”

‘So we forded and galloped forward,

As hard as our beasts could pelt,

First eastward, then trending nor’ward,

Right over the rolling veld;

Till we came on the Burghers lying

In a hollow with hills behind,

And their bullets came hissing, flying

Like hail on an Arctic wind!

‘Right sweet is the marksman’s rattle,

And sweeter the cannon’s roar,

But ’tis bitterly bad to battle,

Beleaguered, and one to four.

I can tell you, it wasn’t a trifle

To swarm over Krugersdorp glen,

As they plied us with round and rifle,

And ploughed us, again--and again.

‘Then we made for the Gold Reef City,

Retreating, but not in rout.

They had called to us, “Quick! for pity!”

And he said, “They will sally out.”

They will hear us and come. “Who doubts it?”

But how if they don’t, what then?

Well, worry no more about it,

“But fight to the death, like men.”

‘Not a soul had supped or slumbered

Since the Borderland stream was cleft;

But we fought, ever more outnumbered,

Till we had not a cartridge left.

We’re not very soft or tender,

Or given to weep for woe,

But it breaks one to have to s’render

One’s sword to the strongest foe.

‘I suppose we were wrong, we were madmen,

Still I think at the Judgment Day,

When God sifts the good from the bad man,

There’ll be something more to say.

We were wrong, but we aren’t half sorry,

And, as one of the baffled band,

I would rather have had that foray

Than the crushings of all the Rand.’

‘Now listen to the parody, here it is:--

JAMESON’S RAID

Wrong is it? Most wickedly wrong!

That treacherous raid, some call _ride_,

Of Jameson, Maxims, and rover throng;

Though _noblemen_ rode by his side.

They may argue, and hunt for excuses,

To prove their intention was good,

Common sense now it is that accuses

And proclaims their intention was _loot_.

Let lawyers and statesmen ponder,

To prove that their action was right;

Van den Berg, MacDonald, Van Tonder,

Lost their lives in the wantonest fight.

When the jobbers wrote secretly, ‘help us’

‘In our scramble for more and more gold,’

Jameson’s answer it ought to have been thus:

‘British honour I’m bound to uphold.’

There are babes in the Gold Reef City,

There are boys and maidens and wives,

And the cowards, that knew no pity,

Imperilled those innocent lives.

Had they done what their duty demanded,

We would never have heard of the raid;

Had but counsels of prudence commanded,

Constitutional ways were their aid.

But Jameson’s band scampered forward,

As hard as their horses could pelt,

First eastward, then westward, then nor’ward,

Meandering over the veld,

Till the sons of the land they invaded

With courage, the offspring of right,

The usurpers with bullets persuaded

They had to surrender or fight.

There was heard the dread Maxim’s rattle

And thundering cannon’s loud roar,

But Jameson found in this battle

His match in the Transvaal Boer.

I can tell you it wasn’t a trifle,

That search for a hole to creep through

While the Boers plied unerring the rifle,

Taught the raiders to die or to do.

They made tracks for the Gold Reef City,

Expecting their jobber friends out,

But those cowards, whom brave men pity,

Had noticed their plot ‘up the spout.’

They distinctly could hear the guns rattle,

They could help. Did they ever try?

No. They left their poor dupes to do battle,

To be driven about, and to die.

The raiders had supped, drank and slumbered,

And were fully prepared for the fray;

They knew that they were not outnumbered,

But their conscience caused them dismay.

They’re not very considerate or tender,

But their hearts sunk down to the boot,

And they had to accept a surrender

In lieu of gold, glory and loot.

I’m sure they were wrong--worse than madmen,

And I think at the Judgment Day,

When God sifts the good from the bad men,

For themselves they’ll have little to say.

They were wrong, but they are not sorry,

They’ve caused innocent blood to flow,

And the men who joined such a foray,

Unrepentant, to Satan must go.

GERT DIKKOP.

Basterland, Feb. 1896.

After Steve had finished reading, the smiling and laughter-loving

Scotchman burst into a hearty laugh.

‘Very good; very good indeed; ha, ha!’ he laughed. ‘I should like to

see Austin’s face if he should read this; ha, ha! It certainly has the

merit of _truth_ which Austin’s poem lacks.’

After some further conversation Steve’s guest left him, giving him a

hearty invitation to dine with him the following day.

CHAPTER XXVIII

LOVE AT LAST

We have endeavoured to keep romance and love stories out of this book.

We have nearly succeeded, but in order to complete our work, we find

that love will intrude itself, if it is only in the last chapter. It

is not our fault, we have done our best, but our hero, like all other

heroes, has gone and done it. He fell in love. With whom? Why, my

dear reader, it cannot be difficult to guess. We have not introduced

many ladies into our story. We have only introduced two who would or

could be a fit mate to our young friend. The first one was the sister

of the poor young fellow who was killed by lightning. But we honestly

declared, from the moment of introducing her, that Steve was not

going to fall in love with her. So there is only one left. We have

not tried to deceive the reader in the least. When we knew that Steve

was not going to fall in love, we told the kind and indulgent reader

so honestly. We did not deceive the reader, but Steve deceived us.

He never told us that he was going to fall in love. When we heard of

it, it was an accomplished fact. It happened in this way. Steve got a

fortnight’s holiday. What was he to do? He thought for a moment, then

jumped up and said aloud, astonishing his friends who were with him at

the time.

‘Oh, I have it, a good idea!’

‘A good idea?’ queried Keith. ‘Where did you get it from?’

‘Never mind; I am going to act up to it, too. I have a standing

invitation from the Mijnheer Meyer to pay him a visit, and I think I

cannot do better than give Black Prince a sight of his old home again.’

There now, gentle reader, the cat is out of the bag; you know now with

whom Steve fell in love surely.

And Steve did act up to his _idea_. He took Black Prince to see his

old home again. When he arrived at the door of the well-appointed

farmhouse, he did not see anyone about. He dismounted and knocked at

the door. The door was opened by--no, not Miss Meyer, but Jankie, the

old Hottentot, who was Steve’s first acquaintance on the farm. _He_

did not recognise Steve.

‘Is the baas in?’

‘No, sir, but the young missus is in. The old baas and the old missus

have driven over to Baas Rautenbach’s farm, but will be back this

evening. The two young baases are also out, but will be back to-morrow.’

Steve felt a little embarrassment when he heard that only Miss Meyer

was in. However, he decided to make the best of it until the old man

returned.

‘Tell the young _nooi_ that I would like to see her.’

‘Yes, sir. Will you come into the sitting-room? I will tell the _nooi_

that you are waiting there.’

Steve walked in, and had hardly sat down when he saw a vision of beauty

walk into the room, which surprised him, as it was most unexpected.

He had only seen Miss Meyer before, when greatly agitated, and when

the light was faint and indistinct. Now that he saw her in the bright

daylight, he saw a young girl, with a sweet, smiling face, in whose

bright eyes shone the light of great intelligence; she was tastefully

but simply dressed. Her form and face appeared to him simply perfect.

Her long light hair was hanging in a wavy mass down her shoulders,

while a halo of sunny tresses surrounded her glorious forehead. But

what pleased and attracted him most was the _Soul_ he saw shining

through her expressive countenance.

‘Surely this is the sweetest creature that ever I saw,’ was the thought

that flashed through his brain during the moment that elapsed before

she spoke. He was standing with the light on his back. She came up and

tried to make out his face, but seemed puzzled.

‘Can I do anything for you, sir? My father is not in now, but will

return this afternoon. Shall I tell the boy to put your horse in the

stable?’

‘If you will be so kind, I shall be much obliged to you, Miss Meyer.

Poor creature, he is a bit tired; it is a long time since I have ridden

him so far,’ he said, smiling.

As Steve spoke, she looked at him inquiringly, as if she half

recognised him but was afraid to make a mistake. She turned to the door

and told Jankie to take the horse round to the stable, then came back

and asked in the usual Afrikander way,--

‘May I ask who you are, sir?’

‘Don’t you know me, Miss Meyer?’

‘I thought I did, but I am not quite sure. When I look into your eyes

and hear your voice, I am almost sure I know you, but that beard

confuses me. The one I take you for had no beard when last I saw him.’

‘No, Miss Meyer, I had no beard then; but since that day I have never

shaved, because your mother thought me an enemy because my face was

shaved.’

‘So you really are--’

‘I am the one that was in grief and despair, and to whom an angel came

and touched me on the shoulder and said, “God has heard your prayer.”

That angel came in your form, and gave me the most beautiful and best

horse in the country, when I would have given my all for the ugliest

old moke to be had.’

‘Oh, Mr Joubert, is it really you then? I thought it was you the moment

I saw you, but, as I said, the beard confused me. I am so glad to see

you again. My father has long expected you, as he said you had promised

to pay us a visit. But don’t call me an angel again; I am all flesh and

blood, and prone to sin, and you will tempt me to become proud if you

thus flatter me, and pride is sinful.’ And as she spoke the blood she

spoke of flushed rosily in her face, as if to prove her assertion of

being flesh and blood.

What need to say more. The thing was done. Each felt drawn to each.

Each felt that each had met a kindred spirit, and each soon felt that

each loved each other; and when Jankie came in half-an-hour later to

tell his _Nonnie_ that Master Willim’s black stallion had come back,

he found the two talking and smiling as if they had known each other

for years. When old Mijnheer Meyer came home, he gave Steve a princely

welcome, and the old lady, in spite of her former distrust of him, soon

learned to love him as a son; the more so as he had grown a beard since

last she had seen him. She detested a man who shaved.

And when Master William came home, he gladly renewed his former

friendship with Steve, while his younger brother rivalled him in his

attentions to their guest.

Before Steve’s holiday was over, everything had been decided upon. They

were to be married in a month’s time. The month was to enable Steve to

give his employers a month’s notice to leave, as old Mijnheer Meyer had

given him and his betrothed the Pretoria farm belonging to the family.

* * * * *

The wedding was over. Steve took his beautiful young bride for a trip

to his old home in G----, to see his mother and sisters. His mother was

greatly pleased that her son had taken such a good and beautiful young

wife.

As Steve received, as the wedding portion of his wife, a farm, with

house, furniture and everything complete, and as his wife, like all

daughters of well-to-do farmers, possessed her own flock of sheep,

her own little herd of cows and bullocks, besides horses, etc., Steve

found himself a fairly well-to-do young farmer. He now felt himself

in the position to indulge to his heart’s content in the pleasures of

tree-planting, gardening, farming and bee-keeping, which had always

been his special hobby.

With a good and beautiful wife, a well-stocked farm, and by selling

the greater portion of his mining shares--a good capital to work his

farm--Steve has every promise of a happy and prosperous life before

him. What his future _will_ be we cannot say. With his intense love of

country, he is sure to go in for politics, and with the freedom he now

enjoys as an independent farmer, he will have leisure enough to enter

into the political arena. If the opportunity offers, he is sure to do

something for his country yet, and the reader may yet hear of him again

as a leader of his people. We shall bid him and the reader now good-bye.

THE END

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[Transcriber’s Note:

Obvious printer errors corrected silently.

Inconsistent spelling and hyphenation are as in the original.]