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    achievements,
    duty straitly performed, and smirchless records, the landscape would be
    monotonous with them. The handful of English in India govern the Indian
    myriads with apparent ease, and without noticeable friction, through
    tact, training, and distinguished administrative ability, reinforced by
    just and liberal laws--and by keeping their word to the native whenever
    they give it.

    England is far from India and knows little about the eminent services
    performed by her servants there, for it is the newspaper correspondent
    who makes fame, and he is not sent to India but to the continent, to
    report the doings of the princelets and the dukelets, and where they are
    visiting and whom they are marrying. Often a British official spends
    thirty or forty years in India, climbing from grade to grade by services
    which would make him celebrated anywhere else, and finishes as a
    vice-sovereign, governing a great realm and millions of subjects; then he
    goes home to England substantially unknown and unheard of, and settles
    down in some modest corner, and is as one extinguished. Ten years later
    there is a twenty-line obituary in the London papers, and the reader is
    paralyzed by the splendors of a career which he is not sure that he had
    ever heard of before. But meanwhile he has learned all about the
    continental princelets and dukelets.

    The average man is profoundly ignorant of countries that lie remote from
    his own. When they are mentioned in his presence one or two facts and
    maybe a couple of names rise like torches in his mind, lighting up an
    inch or two of it and leaving the rest all dark. The mention of Egypt
    suggests some Biblical facts and the Pyramids-nothing more. The mention
    of South Africa suggests Kimberly and the diamonds and there an end.
    Formerly the mention, to a Hindoo, of America suggested a name--George
    Washington--with that his familiarity with our country was exhausted.
    Latterly his familiarity with it has doubled in bulk; so that when
    America is mentioned now, two torches flare up in the dark caverns of his
    mind and he says, "Ah, the country of the great man Washington; and of
    the Holy City--Chicago." For he knows about the Congress of Religion, and
    this has enabled him to get an erroneous impression of Chicago.

    When India is mentioned to the citizen of a far country it suggests
    Clive, Hastings, the Mutiny, Kipling, and a number of other great events;
    and the mention of Calcutta infallibly brings up the Black Hole. And so,
    when that citizen finds himself in the capital of India he goes first of
    all to see the Black Hole of Calcutta--and is disappointed.

    The Black Hole was not preserved; it is gone, long, long ago. It is
    strange. Just as it stood, it was itself a monument; a
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