The Rhodesian

This is a history book. How the quiet beauty soothed and caressed him! Surely there were moments when the wilderness, tamed at last, like a lovely, wayward mistress become entrancingly docile, fondles the hand, and ravishes the senses of the strong man who conquered it. Is this one of the rich rewards Life holds in the palm of her hand for the path-finders?… This glorious sense of ownership. This winsome soothing of shy gratitude when the fierce first resistance to conquest is over past. A man may call England his country.