The Moffats . glish girl in Africa, and if yourneighbors hated you without cause, if stony hillsand sandy plains wearied your eyes with theirglare, if grass were the color of straw, and veg-etables and cattle died of thirst, then would yousigh for the velvety green meadows of England,where the cows were sleek and fat and the flowersa riot of bloom, where life was clean and whole-some, and people were friendly to you? Wouldyou rebel at your wretched fate and determine tobreak your fetters, or would you be wistful, per- 149 THE M OFF ATS haps a trifle homesick, but hopeful, oh, sturdilyhopeful,
The Moffats . glish girl in Africa, and if yourneighbors hated you without cause, if stony hillsand sandy plains wearied your eyes with theirglare, if grass were the color of straw, and veg-etables and cattle died of thirst, then would yousigh for the velvety green meadows of England,where the cows were sleek and fat and the flowersa riot of bloom, where life was clean and whole-some, and people were friendly to you? Wouldyou rebel at your wretched fate and determine tobreak your fetters, or would you be wistful, per- 149 THE M OFF ATS haps a trifle homesick, but hopeful, oh, sturdilyhopeful, that some day a piece of green, friendly,Christian England might be transplanted intoblack, dismal Africa? But if you, a simple daylaborer, should by your pains have made thattransplanting possible, would you mind about thelabors and watchings and fastings which oncejou had to endure? 150 CHAPTER XBLACK BUGBEAES I am ready not to be bound only, but also to die . . for thename of the Lord Jesus.—Saint THERE ON THEFLOOR SAT HISWIFE, SHAKINGA MILK-SACK. X BLACK BUGBEARS
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