Sympathy Is No Substitute For Action.

It Is My Desire To Show My Attachment To The Cause Of Him Who Died For Me By Devoting My Life To His Service.

Creeping With Awe To The Verge, I Peered Down Into A Large Rent Which Had Been Made From Bank To Bank Of The Broad Zambezi, And Saw That A Stream Of A Thousand Yards Broad Leaped Down A Hundred Feet [30 M] And Then Became Suddenly Compressed Into A Space Of Fifteen To Twenty Yards.

To Be Aroused In The Dark By Five Feet Of Cold, Green Snake Gliding Over One's Face Is Unpleasant.

It Is Far Easier To Travel Than To Write About It.

If We Have Not Enough In Our Religion . . . To Share It With All The World, It Is Doomed Here At Home.