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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Trooper Peter Halket of Mashonaland by Olive Schreiner: it twirled and purled, and went this way and went that. It MIGHT have
been, that it would have forced its way past rocks and ridges and along
mountain slopes, and made a path for itself where no path had been; the
banks would have grown green, and the mountain daisy would have grown
beside it; and all night the stars would have looked at their faces in it;
and down the long sunny slopes the sun would have played on it by day; and
the wood dove would have built her nest in the trees beside it; and
singing, singing, always singing, it would have made its way at last to the
great sea, whose far-off call all waters hear.
"'But it hesitated.--It might have been, that, had but some hand been there
to move but one stone from its path, it would have forced its way past
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