My Country. The Country That I Love

The Queen of a small Country! Those who are accustomed to see rulers of greater lands can little understand what it means. It means work and anxiety and hope, and great toiling for small results. But the field is large, and, if the heart be willing, great is the work. When young I thought it all work, uphill work; but the passing years brought another knowledge, a blessed knowledge, and now I know. This is a small country, a new country, but it is a country I love. I want others to love it also; therefore listen to a few words about it. Let me paint a few pictures, draw a few sketches as I have seen them, first with my eyes, then with my heart.