text:  But another era is dawning for Ceylon; God will now countersign his other blessings and ripen his possibilities into great harvests of realization by superadding the one blessing of a dovelike religion; light is thickening apace the horrid altars of Moloch are growing dim; woman will no more consent to forego her birthright as the daughter of God; man will cease to be the tiger-cat that in the _noblest_ chamber of Ceylon he has ever been; and with the new hopes that will now blossom amidst the ancient beauties of this lovely island Ceylon will but too deeply fulfill the functions of a paradise