Resembling in much the Holy Roman Empire it is not British, it is not an Empire, and assuredly it is not holy.

It lives on the life-blood and sufferings of some, on the suffrance and mutual jealousy of others, and on the fixed illusion of all.

Rather is it a great Mendicity Institute.

England now, instead of "robbing from Pole to Pole," as John Mitchel once defined her activities, goes begging from Pole to Pole that all and every one shall give her a helping hand to keep the plunder.

Chins, Goorkhas, Sikhs, Malays, Irish, Chinese, South African Dutch, Australasians, Maoris, Canadians, Japanese, and finally "Uncle Sam"-- these are the main components that when skilfully mixed from London, furnish the colouring material for the world-wide canvas.