I love my country, and I do not reckon it as perfect.

We are swillers, possibly gluttons; we have a large prosperous middle class; many good men are to be found in it.' His discharges of smoke grew stifling.

My advocacy was certainly of a miserable sort.
'Yes, Herr Professor, on my way when a boy to this very place I met a thorough good man.' Here I related the tale of my encounter with Captain Welsh.
Dr.Julius nodded rapidly for continuations.

Further! further! He refused to dig at the mine within me, and seemed to expect it to unbosom its riches by explosion.
'Well, Herr Professor, we have conquered India, and hold it as no other people could.' 'Vide the articles in the last file of English newspapers!' said he.
'Suppose we boast of it.' 'Can you ?' he simulated wonderment.
'Why, surely it's something!' 'Something for non-commissioned officers to boast of; not for statesmen.
However, say that you are fit to govern Asiatics.

Go on.' 'I would endeavour to equalize ranks at home, encourage the growth of ideas...' 'Supporting a non-celibate clergy, and an intermingled aristocracy?
Your endeavours, my good young man, will lessen like those of the man who employed a spade to uproot a rock.