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The Abundance, The Solidity, And The Splendor Of The Results Already Achieved By Science Are Well Fitted To Inspire Us With A Cheerful Confidence In The Soundness Of Its Method.

Hence The Strong Attraction Which Magic And Science Alike Have Exercised On The Human Mind; Hence The Powerful Stimulus That Both Have Given To The Pursuit Of Knowledge. They Lure The Weary Enquirer, The Footsore Seeker, On Through The Wilderness Of Disappointment In The Present By Their Endless Promises Of The Future: They Take Him Up To The Top Of An Exceeding High Mountain And Show Him, Beyond The Dark Clouds And Rolling Mists At His Feet, A Vision Of The Celestial City, Far Off, It May Be, But Radiant With Unearthly Splendour, Bathed In The Light Of Dreams.

The Old Notion That The Savage Is The Freest Of Mankind Is The Reverse Of The Truth. He Is A Slave, Not Indeed To A Visible Master, But To The Past, To The Spirits Of His Dead Forefathers, Who Haunt His Steps From Birth To Death, And Rule Him With A Rod Of Iron.

But Once A Fool Always A Fool, And The Greater The Power In His Hands The More Disastrous Is Likely To Be The Use He Makes Of It. The Heaviest Calamity In English History, The Breach With America, Might Never Have Occurred If George The Third Had Not Been An Honest Dullard.

Yet Perhaps No Sacrifice Is Wholly Useless Which Proves There Are Men Who Prefer Honour To Life.