At noon on Thursday the coffin containing Mr. Rhodes's
body, which as it passed through South Africa was greeted with every mark of grief and respect, was laid to rest in his rock-cut tomb in the Matoppos. At the grave Mr. Kipling's fine poem was read by the Bishop of Mashonaland amid pro- found silence, a great crowd of white men and natives being present at the ceremony. During his address the Bishop of Mashonaland used words which even those who think as we do —namely, that Mr. Rhodes wrought harm as well as good for the Empire—will not find unfitting :—" I consecrate this place for ever as his grave. Here he fought, here he lived and died for the Empire, fully alive to the great mystery of death." We only desire to add,—would that he had realised that the loftier a man's aims, the loftier should be the means by which he strives to carry them out,
