In these two hours I have not seen a woman or a girl working in the fields.
"From Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand.
From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain." Those are beautiful verses, and they have remained in my memory all my life.

But if the closing lines are true, let us hope that when we come to answer the call and deliver the land from its errors, we shall secrete from it some of our high-civilization ways, and at the same time borrow some of its pagan ways to enrich our high system with.

We have a right to do this.

If we lift those people up, we have a right to lift ourselves up nine or ten grades or so, at their expense.

A few years ago I spent several weeks at Tolz, in Bavaria.