ng your dear
country nearer to God. Do persist in humiliation,--it will be the most
durable foundation of a glorious young England. Do persist in supporting
oppressed and poor Serbia,--it will be rewarded hundredfold to your
children and to the children of your children. Do persist in doing good,
that is my final word to you, my enlightened brethren and sisters. And
when I say _do persist in good_, I repeat only what for nine hundred
years has been preached within these walls by thousands and thousands of
servants of Christ, either well-known or unknown, but all more worthy
than I am.

SERBIA FOR CROSS AND FREEDOM.

_Delivered for the first time in the Church of the Holy Trinity, Stroud
Green, London._

I was a citizen of a small country called Serbia, and I am still a
citizen of a great country called The Universe. In my first fatherland
there is now no other light except the brightness of tears. But in my
second fatherland there is always the splendid and silent light of the
sun. My little country is now a great tear-drop, a shining and silent
tear-drop. A gentleman from South Africa wrote to me the other day and
asked about my country--"why it is so shining"? I replied: Just because
it is now transformed into a big tear-drop, therefore it is so shining
that even you from South Africa can see its splendour. I come as an echo
of the weeping splendour of my country which is now plunged into the
worst slavery. I come as a voice beyond the grave to your famous island,
brethren and sisters, not to accuse, not to complain, but to say by what
invisible bonds my country is tied to yours. I will say at once, plainly
and simply--by common beliefs and common hopes.

At the time when Saint Patrick preached Christ's Gospel in heathen
Ireland, the Serbs were heathen as well. Their gods, with Perun at the
head, corresponded to Wothan and his divine colleagues, whose names are
recalled in your names of the days of the week still.

About the time when Saint Augustine came over here, met Queen Bertha and
baptised King Ethelbert in Saint Martin's Church in Canterbury, the
conversion of the heathen Serbs had made good progress.

In the time of Alfred the Great, who was "the most complete embodiment
of all that is great, all that is lovable in the English temper," as an
English historian praises him so justly, the Serbs received God's word
in their own language from the Slav apostles, Cyril and Methodius, and
soon afterward