Fear no more the heat of the sun.


Just as we had all taken on this tender, gentle mood, the door opened
and one of the prefects announced in a loud voice the news of the
relief of Mafeking. The children were on their feet at once, cheering
lustily, and for the moment the joy over the relief of the brave
garrison was the predominant feeling. Then, I took advantage of a
momentary reaction and said: "Now, children, don't you think we can
pay England the tribute of going back to England's greatest poet?" In
a few minutes we were back in the heart of the forest, and I can still
hear the delightful intonation of those subdued voices repeating,


Golden lads and girls all must
Like chimney-sweepers come to dust.


It is interesting to note that the same problem that is exercising us
today was a source of difficulty to people in remote times. The
following is taken from an old Chinese document, and has particular
interest for us at this time:

"The philosopher, Mentius (born 371 B. C.), was left fatherless at a
very tender age and brought up by his mother, Changsi. The care of
this prudent and attentive mother has been cited as a model for all
virtuous parents. The house she occupied was near that of a butcher;
she observed at the first cry of the animals that were being
slaughtered, the little Mentius ran to be present at the sight, and