"The horse-leech of our material civilization, in which endless wealth
and material luxury is thrown into the hands of one section of the
community at the cost of others, has three daughters which cry ever:
'Give! Give! Give!' They are fastened on to the very vitals of our
modern life, and they cry never--'It is enough.'
"Fixed upon us as individuals, we hunger for more houses, more clothes,
more furniture, more jewels, more shares, more dividends, whether we
can use what we already have or not; and we hunger and strive after
these things with as much passionate avidity as the savage after the
hare, which if he nets will save him from death by starvation.
"Fixed on us as nations we cry, 'More lands, more trade, more fruits
of the labour of other men in other lands, higher dividends drawn from
foreign countries; more--though our national skin should crack, and we
burst and die of it at last--more!--more expansion!'
"Oom and Tante, we beg of you, if you must partake of our
nineteenth-century civilization with us, examine it carefully, and see
what it is you are taking in. It is a brightly coloured flower, but at
its centre sits a little gilded worm: if you must eat of it, eat the
flower, but spew out carefully the worm, which spells death if once it
fastens and breeds inside of you.
"There are certain things indeed, good and fair, which have got
embedded in this nineteenth-century civilization of ours, O Oom and
Tante, like diamonds in a mud stream: which are in it, but necessarily
not of it.
"In the two centuries which have passed since you left Europe, certain
things became common property which you know little of, and which are
wholly good and fair; but we beg of you to understand they are not
the outcome of that which comes to you with so much blare and glitter
as 'nineteenth-century civilization'--the civilization of the bar,
the stock exchange, the gambling saloon, the racecourse, gorgeous
furniture, and ceaseless changing fashions; nor even of the railway
train and the national debt. Do not think, we pray you, when you have
grasped with both hands at the mud of our civilization, that you have
therefore grasped the gems that may here and there be imbedded in it.
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