A handful of people by the right of conquest take possession of an enormous country over which they are dotted at such intervals that it is their boast that one farmhouse cannot see the smoke of another, and yet, though their numbers are so disproportionate to the area which they cover, they refuse to admit any other people upon equal terms, but claim to be a privileged class who shall dominate the newcomers completely.

They are outnumbered in their own land by immigrants who are far more highly educated and progressive, and yet they hold them down in a way which exists nowhere else upon earth.

What is their right?
The right of conquest.

Then the same right may be justly invoked to reverse so intolerable a situation.
This they would themselves acknowledge.

'Come on and fight! Come on!' cried a member of the Volksraad when the franchise petition of the Uitlanders was presented.