Are civilization and religion failures, that they cannot provide a remedy for such ulcers on the social body that must affect the very life of the nation? For very shame’s sake the Christians of England should heal their own sores before they damn the heathen, for I doubt from what I saw and heard if there is any city in all heathendom so sunken in degradation and vice as this famous metropolis of a so-called Christian country. This question is not only for the Christian, the philanthropist, but for the statesman or politician, if it be true what Mr. John Bright says: “I believe there is no permanent greatness to a nation except it be based on morality. I do not care for military pomp or military renown. I care for the condition of the people among whom I live. There is no man in England less likely to speak irreverently of the crown and monarchy of England than I am, but crown, coronets, mitres, military displays, pomp of war, wide colonies, and a huge empire are in my view, all trifles light as air, and not worth considering unless with them you can have a fair share of comfort, contentment and happiness among the great body of the people. Palaces, baronial halls, castles, great halls, and stately mansions do not make a nation. The nation in every country dwells in a cottage.” CHAPTER XXX. I was not surprised to find castes in England, high castes, middle castes, low castes and also outcasts, as I had personal experience of these among the English in India, but what seemed strange was that among these civilized Christian people, there was such a deep-rooted prejudice against tradesmen. A story was told me that illustrates this. A tailor, who had plenty of money as well as brains and education, often assisted a young lord, and quite an intimacy sprang up between them. The lord took his friend to Scotland for the shooting season, where they were the guests of a laird, and met a number of distinguished people. In his cups the lord was quite abusive, and his friend, the tailor, had to suffer. His best whip was merely to say, “Well, my lord! to-morrow morning I shall introduce myself to your friends here as your tailor.” “For heaven’s sake,” begged the lord, “don’t do that or I shall be disgraced forever.” What also surprised me was that there were two kinds of justice; one for the rich people of rank and another for the poor.