That would have lit, for our rule
in India, a bonfire in which Bombay would only have been a crackling
twig.
It was a stirring British tune that the kilted pipers of the 93rd at
Lucknow played.
XV AYE DREAMING AND DOING
Carlyle and Sir George Grey, forgathered at Chelsea, walked up and down
in the open, as they often did, discussing some religious question.
Carlyle stopped, laid his hand on Sir George's shoulder, and, looking him
in the face, exclaimed, 'Oh, that I could believe like you!'
Well, no plank in the faith of Sir George was more firm than the one
marked: 'Mission and destiny of the Anglo-Saxon people.' He had been
planting the outposts of empire, and he saw these grow out towards each
other. Then, he beheld the old Motherland and them, twining ever closer
into a mighty garland, which should sweeten the globe with fragrance.
Nay, he even saw again, in the garland, a very radiant bloom that a
king's tempest had sundered.
'In effect,' said Sir George, 'I was recalled from South Africa, on
account of proposals I had made, towards federation in that part of the
realm. I planned to federate, for common action, Cape Colony, Natal, our
other territories, and also the Orange Free State. Farther, I had
virtually asked the co-operation of the Transvaal Republic, with the
Government and people of which, I was on very friendly terms.
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