CHAPTER XXXIII.
THE EMANCIPATION OF WOMAN.
Family life in this model home went forward without a jar. Thorwald andZenith exhibited not the least sign of restraint before us, so thatwhat we saw from day to day we were sure was their natural and usualbehavior. They never worked at cross purposes, were never impatientnor forgetful of each other, but without effort, apparently, to avoidfriction, they always did what was best pleasing to themselves, and atthe same time what was just suited to each other. This happy state ofaffairs did not come from a division of labor, by which Zenith shouldhave nothing to do with outside matters and Thorwald nothing to sayabout how things should go in the house, but it seemed to proceed fromtheir innate love of harmony, their perfect compatibility, and theirpractical equality. The doctor and I saw there was something here fardifferent from anything existing in the conjugal relation on the earth,but we could not decide just what it was. The doctor was strongly of theopinion, however, that it arose in some way from the higher condition ofwoman.
"You know," he said, when we were alone, "the civilization of a peopleon our planet is pretty correctly measured by the position occupied bythe women, so that here, in this exalted society, they must be held inhigh esteem, if there is the same analogy between the two worlds in thisas in so many other things."
I quite agreed with him, and took the first opportunity when we were alltogether to introduce the subject.
"I should like to direct the conversation," I said, addressing our hostand hostess, "to a topic of considerable interest, just now, to thepeople of the earth. I am sure we can learn something of value inregard to it from you, and I will introduce it, if you will pardon myimpertinence, with a personal question. Will you please tell me who isthe head of this household?"
"Zenith."
"Thorwald."
Two answers in one breath.
"It is very polite of you," I said, "to disclaim the honor and each onegive it to the other, but, seriously, is there no head?"
"Why, no," answered Thorwald; "we never think of such a thing, and yetyou must admit that things run smoothly without it."
"I will then try again, if you please," I said. "Which of you is thebread-winner?"
To which Zenith replied:
"That question is hardly appropriate, for you know we do not work forour daily bread. The bread would come anyway, whether we worked ornot; but then, as a matter of fact, every one does work at some usefuloccupation, because we have found out by long experience that it is muchbetter for us than idleness. If you reply that you have not seen us workwhile you have been here, I will say that our time is considered to bewell employed if we can be learning anything or imparting knowledge toothers, as this is supposed to add indirectly to the general well-beingof society. But perhaps what you want to know is which of us does themore to benefit the world, and even this would be a difficult questionto answer. Thorwald creates, we will say, an elaborate design for anoble cathedral, and as he watches its fair proportions rise under thehands of skilled men, who take an equal pride and satisfaction in theirwork, his heart is made glad by the thought that for many years after hehas left the body the structure will be used as a place for teaching theway of life, with its graceful spires pointing men to heaven. While I,perhaps--"
"Let me tell that part," interrupted Thorwald. "While Zenith, with justas strong a feeling of responsibility for a share of the world's work,composes a beautiful song and writes the music for it, and then sings itbefore a vast audience, while the phonograph catches it and holds it forfuture generations. Is she not doing as much as I am toward earning thebread for the family?"
"It certainly cannot be denied," I answered. "But what I want to findout is, to use a homely expression common with us, which of you twoholds the reins in this home?"
"Well," replied Thorwald, laughing, "that is a figure of speech which isnot employed here, for we use no reins of any kind; but I know what youmean, and I will answer you by saying that we each hold one rein, and inthat way drive as steadily as if we were one person."
"But when disputes arise, which one gives in?"
"Disputes never arise, and if they did we would both 'give in,' whateverthat expression means."
"If not your wills, do not your wishes or inclinations sometimes opposeeach other?"
"Why, no," Thorwald answered quickly. "It is impossible, and for thisreason: each one of us is so intent on trying to please the other thatwe are saved from all temptation to selfishness, which is the root andsource of all differences."
While I was considering what next to ask, the doctor broke in with:
"I think my companion will be obliged to discontinue his questionsand accept the truth that here we have found an ideal household, wherehusband and wife are in reality equal. Let me ask if the women, all overthis happy world, are treated with as much consideration as in the casebefore us."
"Why, what a funny question," exclaimed Zenith, before Thorwald couldspeak. "Why don't you ask if, all over this happy world, we treat ourmen with consideration and respect? But, to save you the trouble ofasking, I will say that, all over this happy world, a man is held inas high esteem and is as tenderly cared for as a woman, every bit. Yourwords, Doctor, remind me that I have several times wanted to speak toyou about a certain manner which you and your friend have exhibitedtoward me. No one could accuse you of disrespect to Thorwald; indeed, Ithink your carriage toward him is excellent, but with me you seem to bea little strained, and your manner is a trifle effusive. Pardon mefor the criticism. I know your action is well meant, although it issomething I am not accustomed to."
"I suppose," said the doctor, "you refer to our feeble and, it appears,stupid efforts to be polite."
"Oh, then I ought to feel complimented instead of finding fault withyou. But why should you wish to be more respectful to me than toThorwald? He is more worthy your regard than I am, and has as manyrights in this house as I have, exactly."
"We have been taught to pay an extra deference to women," answered thedoctor.
"Why?" asked Zenith. "Because they are superior beings?"
"Hardly that, I think."
"Then it must be because they are considered inferior, and you seek tohide your real feeling, which is one of commiseration, by a false showof politeness."
"That sounds harsh," said the doctor, "and I believe you are notcorrect."
"Oh, I do not mean to criticise you personally," Zenith made hasteto say, "but the system. It seems to me that you, Doctor, try to besincere; and assuming that to be so, let me ask you why you aremore ceremonious in your manner to your neighbor's wife than to yourneighbor's husband."
"Well, let me see. Why do I instinctively make a special show of respectin meeting a woman? I never analyzed my feeling, but I will try to doso for you. I think one principal reason is because it is so veryconventional that she would expect it, and think me either piqued orill-bred if I omitted it. Then, deeper than that is a desire to tell herthat I recognize in her and admire those graces and amenities whichare supposed to be peculiar to her sex. And I suppose there is, also,a little selfishness in it, as if I were asking her to take note that Iknew what were the usages of good society."
"But would you not also tell her in effect by your flattery, if you willexcuse the word, that she and the rest of her sex are by birth not quiteequal to men, and you are trying to make up the difference all you canby politeness?"
"I am not conscious of such a feeling, I am sure," answered the doctor."It seems to me that woman is entitled to some extra attention becauseshe is physically weaker than man."
"True," said Zenith; "that is a good reason why she should beprotected."
"And should we not maintain and practice toward her the spirit of truecourtesy?"
"Most certainly. But women should also exercise the same spirit towardmen. The duty is reciprocal. The days of knight-errantry, when men werechivalrous and women were merely beautiful, should not last forever;women, too, should learn to be chivalrous. Do not
imagine I would haveyou less considerate or thoughtful of anyone, or less demonstrative inyour feelings, if you will only remember that men and women are equal,have equal duties and privileges, and should have similar treatment.Great respect should go where it is deserved, whether to man or woman.If I were an inhabitant of the earth and a woman, I should try to havesome such thought as this: one man of character knows another good manis his equal; therefore as they treat each other so I would have themtreat me, for then I would know that they held me, also, as an equal,and not as a doll, pretty and well dressed perhaps, but brainless, noras a child who must not be told things too deep for its mind."
"I begin to understand you," said the doctor. "You first get me to admitthat women are not a superior order of beings, and then you argue that,as we do not treat them exactly as we do each other, we cannot considerthem our equals, and therefore nothing remains but that we must lookupon them as inferior to us."
Zenith gave a pleasant little pink laugh and answered:
"I see you have found me out. But you do not deny that my logic iscorrect."
"I have tried to tell you several times," returned the doctor, with asmile, "that, as for me, I do not feel guilty of harboring the leastdegrading sentiment toward women. But I cannot answer for the opinionsof the world at large. This subject promises to be more interesting thanwe anticipated. I see you know a great deal about it. Have women alwaysbeen accorded an equality with men, or is it a part of your maturedevelopment?"
"Now, Doctor, just see how prejudiced you are. You would never think ofasking if the men of Mars had always been the equal of women. It wouldbe quite as natural with us to ask it in one way as the other."
"I will try again, then, by asking if the two sexes have always been sohappily equal as at this time."
"I will give you a direct answer to that question. They have not. ButI think I have talked enough for once. Thorwald will tell you all aboutour tortuous course in reaching our present condition, if you wish."
"Not at all," said Thorwald. "I would like to tell it, but this is atopic that Zenith has taken a special interest in, and she shall havethe pleasure of talking to you about it."
"Now then!" I said to myself, "here is a difference right away. Zenithsays Thorwald must tell it; Thorwald would like to do so, but insists onsacrificing himself for Zenith's sake. Now, what if Zenith should preferthe pleasure of self-denial, and refuse to let Thorwald immolate hisdesire so readily? What could prevent war in this happy family? Would aquarrel be any less a quarrel because its cause was unselfishness ratherthan selfishness?"
But if I, with a worldly heart, was expecting a lapse from theseexcellent people, I was disappointed, for Zenith, with a look of wifelyaffection toward Thorwald, said pleasantly:
"Very well, since Thorwald is so kind, I will do my best, if you aresure you will not tire of hearing me talk."
The doctor and I expressed our pleasure with the arrangement, and Zenithbegan:
"I wish to say at the start that, whatever may have been your experienceon this question, it is hardly possible that your mistakes have equaledours, for the folly and wickedness of our race have been stupendous andof long continuance."
"If you will excuse the interruption," I said, "I will suggest that wecan sympathize with you, as our history shows the greatest injustice towomen."
"Your remark proves to me that you cannot fully sympathize with us. Idid not infer, as you seem to do, that the women of Mars had been theonly victims of injustice.
"But without further delay let me begin, only do not hesitate to breakin upon my story with any inquiries that suggest themselves to you.
"We read that God created man, male and female; that is, there cameforth from the hand of the Maker a male man and a female man, and allthrough that early age of gold they loved each other, and served theirGod with purity of heart and without a selfish thought. God was theirfather, they were his children, with equal privileges, equal affection,and equal ability to do faithful service. No evil spirit was nearto whisper in the ear of either a suggestion of personal leadership.Ambition, that ambition which would exalt self at the expense ofanother, was not yet born, and neither of these happy beings couldconceive it possible to achieve a higher happiness by lording it overthe other.
"So they lived till sin came; and among the woes which sin brought inits train there were few more dreadful than the decree that the manshould rule over the woman and that her desire should be unto herhusband. For thousands of years our race struggled against that giantevil. During a long period the condition of woman was so low that weknow nothing of her, and when she reappears it is only as the servantof man. Made in the image of God as the companion of man and an equalsharer in all his rights and duties, she is now his chattel, a piece ofproperty, held for his selfish use or disposed of for his advantage.
"Even in these dark days individuals of our sex rose out of the generaldegradation and showed that they were fitted by nature for a higherposition. But sin and ignorance kept the mass of them under the heel oftheir masters. As civilization advanced there came some mitigation oftheir lot, and where pure religion gained a foothold women began toreceive recognition; but their state was deplorable indeed among allthose peoples whose religion was only gross superstition and idolatry.
"In the process of time Christ came and brought the light of heavento this dark world, and from that hour woman can well say that her daybegan to dawn. One of the sweetest strains in her song of salvation isthat evoked by the memory of her resurrection from misery and abasementto a position of honor among the children of men. The change, however,was very gradual, for Christianity itself was slow in gaining ground;but the gospel was ever the friend of woman, as of all the oppressed,lifting her up where she could influence the world and begin to fulfillher destiny. As fast as the nations shook off barbarism and becamein any degree enlightened, the unnatural burdens were lifted fromthe shoulders of woman, although for a long time she was compelled toperform more than her share of severe toil even among people who thoughtthemselves civilized.
"Then came a time when, in nations of some refinement, there was sucha reaction against the injustice and degradation to which woman had solong been subjected that she suddenly became an object of sentimentalregard among courtly men. Her noble qualities were exaggerated farbeyond their merit, and she was set on a pedestal, to receive homage andall the outward forms of respect from those whom she so recently servedas a menial. Being so poorly fitted by her long training in serfdomfor such exaltation, what wonder is it that her head was turned by theflattery, and that her recovery was slow and difficult? The insincereand superfluous manners of that period remained for ages a vexation toour growing intelligence and a hindrance to our true progress; and,from what you have said, I am inclined to think you of the earth are nowgoing through some such experience as ours.
"After that epoch had been passed, woman never fell back to her formercondition, although she did not yet for a long time reach a positionthat was at all enviable, except as compared with the dark days of herbondage. But she was now where she could take advantage of the generaluplifting of the race, and though kept in the background by man as muchas was possible, she was constantly growing and learning, preparingherself for a future of which she would then dare not even to dream.
"And now I am coming, in this rapid sketch, to that period of activityand change which Thorwald has described to you in its industrialfeatures. In portraying some of the evils of those days, arising fromour almost ineradicable selfishness, he was obliged to make his picturea somber one, a necessity under which, happily, I am not placed. Lookingat the times, not as compared with the present era but with what hadgone before, which was the only comparison the people of that day couldmake, there was much room for encouragement. It was, in truth, a brightday, whose beauty, however, consisted not so much in the realizationof happiness as in the promise of still brighter days to come. Materialprosperity abounded, education flourished, and religion was beginningto creep down fro
m men's heads into their hearts. Wrongs were righted,justice enthroned, and philanthropy sprang into being. Even while therewas so much evil, and while some men seemed to be trying all theycould to keep back the breaking dawn, the day was surely coming. Thebrotherhood of man, long preached as a settled principle, now becamea living force, showing itself in a multitude of devices for relievingdistress, lessening pain, alleviating poverty, and for the generalbetterment of society.
"Surrounded by such a universal spirit of improvement, woman felt theimpulse of new life, and heard the call to a higher service to humanitythan she had ever yet rendered. As men's minds broadened and theirhearts grew more tender, and as their sympathies reached out to the weakand down-trodden of every class, it was not possible that their ancientprejudice against woman could much longer survive. Her rise from thistime forward was rapid. Let us examine the position which, under theinfluence of this kindly feeling, she soon came to occupy. Protected bymany special laws, guarded by all the legitimate forces of society, butexempt from military and police service, honored for her high and noblequalities, respected by all whose regard was of value, and loved with atrue affection which scorned the question of individual rights, her lotseemed indeed a happy one. Shielded from the severe struggles of life,freed from the cares of business, released in a great measure fromuncongenial work and from the dangers attending exacting labor, with thedisagreeable things in life kept from her as much as possible, alwaysseeing the best of every man's character and manners, and, more thanall, being supreme in her natural domain, the home, with none to disputeher right, what more could she ask?"
"What, indeed?" I remarked, as Zenith paused a moment after herquestion. "The picture you have drawn looks so bright, beside yourdescription of her former lot, that I have no doubt she was nowcontented and happy."
"So you think that shelter and protection and the love of husband andchildren and the serenity of home ought to be enough to satisfy onewho was created with a spirit as restless, a brain as active, anindividuality as marked, and hands as clever as those of man?"
As Zenith threw this question at me and waited for me to answer, Irealized that I had been caught by her former inquiry, and found notthat Zenith was about to take advanced ground on the subject beforeus. Wishing I had not drawn her attention so squarely to my personalopinions, and yet feeling obliged to stand up for my position, I said:
"It seems to me that woman's surest path to honor and happiness is thatmarked out for her by nature, a path which she adorns because so wellfitted for it, and that to forsake the home and compete with man forthe thousand places in the work of the world would be to cast aside thecharm of her womanliness and all that makes her what she is, a solaceand comfort to all the world. If she seeks for a pleasurable life, wherecan she find such keen and lasting pleasure as among the duties of home,and if she is ambitious to lift the world to a higher plane, where isit possible for her to have so much influence as in the nurture of theyoung?"
"So spoke the men of our race in the era I am describing to you,"replied Zenith. "It seems as if you must have been reading some of ourold writers, so closely do you follow the ideas then prevalent. I haveread and reread those histories until I am quite familiar with them,and you shall hear how such views as you have expressed soon became veryold-fashioned."
"I am sure your account will closely concern us," I said, "for the ageof which you are now speaking must be that corresponding to our owntimes on the earth. The woman question is attracting special attention,and seems bound to remain with us indefinitely; but I am frank to say Ithink our women are making a mistake in trying to elbow their way intoman's domain, whatever may have been the result of the movement in thisfavored world."
"I suppose you would have them stay at home where they belong,"said Zenith, with a good-natured laugh, which sounded as if she wereconfident enough of her ability to meet any possible argument.
"Yes," I replied, "out of pure kindness to them. It is an astonishingthing to me that they can think of gaining anything by giving up allthat is distinctive in their nature and becoming more like us. I am notso much in love with my own sex as to enjoy seeing our sisters and ourwives and daughters trying to make themselves over into men."
I now felt that I had said enough, and so expressed myself to Zenith,but she replied pleasantly that she was glad I had told my thoughts, asit gave her an opportunity to say some things that might not otherwisehave been called for.
"You seem to think," she continued, "that woman's supreme happiness isto be gained by self-effacement. I suppose her custom is with you, as itformerly was here, to renounce her own name at the marriage altar."
"It is," I replied.
"And from that hour," resumed Zenith, "she makes every effort to buryherself, to deny her personality, and to lay aside whatever individualdesires and aspirations she may have had; that is, if she is whatyou would call a true woman. If she objects to this renunciation andattempts to make an independent career suited to her talents, then sheis strong-minded and is trying to unsex herself. With the world full ofwork waiting for her nimble fingers and loving heart, she is compelledto suppress all secret hope of doing something to impress her owncharacter on that world, because her only duty is in the home. A man isalso called upon to be a good husband and father, but that by no meanscomprises all he is expected to be and do. To him it is given to strikeout into untrodden fields, and, without reproach, to make a name forhimself if possible.
"You say work is hard and disagreeable, but is it all dull anduninteresting? Are there not sweet moments of hope in every work, andthen the joy of achievement when it is over? Do not men find this joyand the rewards of labor amply sufficient? The more difficult thetask, the greater the satisfaction when it is accomplished. Business isperplexing and uncertain, you say, but what of the triumphs of success?Would any man refuse to undertake an enterprise because success was notcertain? The very uncertainty adds zest to the business, and makeshope possible. From all this striving and achieving, and from all thesatisfying rewards which come with success, woman is debarred. Thenthere are the professions and the wide range of occupations whichrequire education and special training. What a variety for man to choosefrom, while you would confine woman to one; and a great many women, notbeing born good cooks or good housekeepers, cannot fill that one withany credit to themselves. So what can life be to them compared withwhat it ought to be? Think of the opportunities they might have in thesehigher occupations of competing for the prizes of life--honor, fame,position, riches, and, above all, the consciousness of doing some goodin the world. Oh, it is impossible for you to realize anything of thelonging in woman's heart to be someone, to do something, and so to berelieved from the everlasting monotony of the treadmill, which, if menwere obliged to submit to it, would make the majority of them insane.
"You see I have put myself in the place of one of my sex in that oldentime, and have spoken as she felt when to express her feelings wouldhave been almost a shame to her.
"What I desire to show you is that woman had not then received all thatwas due her, although men seemed to think she was fully emancipated. Butevents moved rapidly in that stirring age, and this great question couldnot be kept in the background in a day when every abuse and injusticewas allowed a hearing and reform was in the very air. Even the dumbbeasts had such powerful advocates that cruelty and unkindnesswere greatly checked. What wonder then, as men's sensibilities andconsciences became quickened, that they should begin to see, what theycould not see before, that a fuller liberty ought to be accorded towoman? But this vision came not without help. Sometimes in our historywe have known of a race being deprived of their freedom, and so benumbedby their condition that they desired nothing better, and so perforcewaited for a movement for their enfranchisement to come from without. Itwas not so in this case. Women themselves cried out against theirlot. They were not so enraptured with the calm and quiet of theirconventional life but that they felt the stirrings of ambition forsomething different, and they did not fear
to raise their voice for moreliberty."
"Liberty!" I echoed. "Were they really deprived of liberty?"
"Yes, liberty to choose a calling that would suit their individualtastes and satisfy their growing ambition."
"Excuse me," I again interrupted, "but were not these women whoexhibited so much restlessness unattached--that is, without many familyties? And were not the great majority so contented in the shelter ofhome and so engrossed in the care of husband and children that they wereentire strangers to any such disturbing fancies, or ambitions as youcall them? And, again, did not this large class of happy and busy wivesand mothers resent the action of those self-appointed liberators whowere fighting for an image of straw and crying themselves hoarse overimaginary wrongs?"
Zenith smiled again in that peculiar manner which told me, in thepleasantest possible way, that she was perfectly sure I was on thelosing side, and with the smile she resumed:
"Your questions are so familiar to one who has studied this subject thatthey seem like another plagiarism, as it were, from our histories, but Iwill give you fair answers.
"It is true that the early protests came from the solitary women,unfortunately not a small class at that day, who, being without legalprotectors, felt the inequalities of the law and the unjust restraintsput upon their sex by society, but the truths they spoke came with addedforce because of their intimate acquaintance with their needs.
"You are wrong in your supposition that the mass of women were soshallow in mind as to know nothing of those longings for a fuller, moresatisfying life. Deep in their nature, planted by the Creator himself,was the same lofty spirit with which man was endowed, and it could notbe smothered by marriage. Taking a husband should not, and in realitydoes not now, change one's ambition or aim in life any more than takinga wife does, but in those benighted days men, after marriage, couldgo forward with their plans just as if nothing had happened, whilethe women were supposed to forget their high hopes and aspirations andconfine themselves entirely to the trivial round of domestic duties.The men, however, were much mistaken if they thought their wives wereforgetting. They but bided their time.
"In your last question you are not altogether wrong, for there were afew unthinking ones who joined with some of the men in ridiculing thewhole movement as unnecessary and foolish. But this class had not muchinfluence, and, in spite of such opposition as they offered, the reformmade steady progress.
"As a help to obtain what she was striving for, woman asked for theright of suffrage, and thereupon had to undergo a fusillade of cheapcriticism from those who would not understand her, and who supposed shewanted this privilege as an end and not as a means. Men were slow togrant the right to vote, but after much discussion suffrage began to beallowed in matters where the women were particularly interested. Withthe first concession, however, men realized that the force of all theirarguments was broken, and before many years the full right was bestowed.
"And now, Thorwald, I am sure our good friends did not come so far fromhome to hear me talk all the time. The rest of the subject concernsyour sex as much as mine, and you had better take up the story at thispoint."
"Oh, no," replied Thorwald, "I shall not take the narrative away fromyou now, you may be sure, for what is left is just the part you can bestrelate. I shall enjoy it as much as our friends from the earth. But Ipropose that we hear the rest this afternoon, and that, in the meantime,we go out for a drive."
"A drive," I asked, "what do you drive?"
"You shall see," Thorwald answered, as he stepped to the telephone. Ithought I should hear his message, but found the instrument had beenfurther improved. In the use of the telephone as I had known it,everybody in the house was much surer of hearing what was said than theperson at the other end of the line was, but here the one addressed wasthe only one to get a word of the communication.
Thorwald talked to us a short time about other matters, and then askedus all to prepare to go out. When we reached the door the doctor and Iwere surprised to see a beautiful and commodious carriage, to which wereattached, with the lightest possible harness, four of the handsomesthorses we had ever seen. There were, besides, two fine saddle-horses forthe children, who were to accompany us.
Thorwald drove, but without rein or whip, the horses being guidedperfectly and easily merely by word of mouth. The animals were also solarge and strong that they seemed to enjoy the sport as much as we did.
"Do you mean to say," I inquired, "that such a turnout as this can behad for the asking?"
"Certainly. I just said through the telephone that I would like acarriage for four persons, and two saddle-horses. The man who has thecare of the horses is a friend of mine who likes the work better thananything else."
"The horses appear to be well broken," the doctor remarked.
"Broken," said Zenith, "what do you mean by that, Doctor?"
"Why, it is an expression by which we mean that the high spirit withwhich they were born has been subdued, making it easy to train them toobedience."
"They must be wild, then," spoke Zenith again, "and you are obliged totame them. The difference here is that the horses are born tame and donot need breaking, and though they have plenty of spirit, as you see,they are so intelligent and have such solidity of character that thereis never any danger that they will become unmanageable."
"That must be so," said I, "or you could not be sure of being free fromaccidents. But tell us, Thorwald, how it happens that we have not seenothers enjoying this delightful mode of traveling."
"It is not very singular that you have not seen any horses before," saidThorwald. "They have been entirely superseded in all kinds of business,you remember, by mechanical power, and even for pleasure-riding mostpeople are too tender of heart to enjoy using them. They fear the horseswill be fatigued, and they do not like to see them straining themselvesin dragging a heavy load, when there is a force that has no feelingready to do it a great deal better.
"But you can see these horses are not working very hard, and it is agood thing for us sometimes to give up a little sentiment. There is somedanger that our sympathies may carry us too far. For instance, it isprobably a real kindness to these horses to give them a little work, ifwe are only careful not to render their service galling to them; and yetthere are many people who never drive, on account of the feeling theyhave for the beasts."
"It would be a good thing if we had more of that sentiment on theearth," said the doctor.
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