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Still, very good missionaries and very good 

 travellers may be without the power of communicat- 

 ing with the native mind. It is not given to all 

 women to talk baby, or to all men to think dog, or, 

 as far as that goes, and even more so, horse, with 

 impunity ; and there is no doubt that too great an 

 attention to the undeveloped individual by the 

 developed one is mighty apt to turn the woman into 

 a mere cow, and the same excess of study of the 

 undeveloped race to bring the man to an unwhole- 

 some state of dogginess, or horsiness, or even to — 

 well, never mind. Queen Elizabeth knew, and tried 

 to prevent the mischief ; but it was beyond even her 

 power, and the consequence is that one finds a long 

 string of English names tacked on to Home Rule 

 petitions, and sees honest Saxons walking about 

 without their breeches in the ' north countrie.' The 

 lower, the kindlier, affectionate, loving, cooing, going, 

 undeveloped race but too often drags down these 

 truth-loving, outspoken, Tohunga-hating conquerors 

 to their own baser level. Like Charles Kingsley's 

 old buccaneer, the strong man becomes a swinger in 

 hammocks, a sucker of oranges, a smoker of pipes, 

 and a harem-master of an indefinite number of 

 brown, soft-eyed, mouse-like girls, who tend him, and 

 fan him, and humbug him to any extent, bringing 

 him down to a depth. Charles Kingsley knew not 

 the pottering, shambling, sneaking, sallow-faced, evil- 

 eyed ' beach-coomber,' tied to a female animal (who 

 despises in her heart of hearts the ruin she has made. 



