I said it was beautiful--superbly beautiful.

Then by a natural impulse I gave God the praise.

The citizen did not seem altogether satisfied.

He said: "It is beautiful, of course it's beautiful--the Harbor; but that isn't all of it, it's only half of it; Sydney's the other half, and it takes both of them together to ring the supremacy-bell.

God made the Harbor, and that's all right; but Satan made Sydney." Of course I made an apology; and asked him to convey it to his friend.
He was right about Sydney being half of it.