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These unknown things are standing reproaches to his ignorance and sloth." "Poisons, for instance, might become sanitary," said Case. "If man lived in accord with nature," said Sartliff, "she would not harm him. It is a baby's notion that everything is made to eat, and that all must go into the mouth. Men should have got beyond this universal alimentiveness, ere this.
"Well, sir, some of them are obliged to think when they want to be understood by men, who don't have intuitions, and can't go at all without something to hold up by and a woman would think, perhaps, that if Sartliff could fall in love " "And if he can't he isn't worth the saving," interjected Bart.
There was always something about Sartliff that stimulated, but at the same time excited an apprehension in Bart, who regarded him as past recall to healthy life, and he felt a sense of relief when he was alone; but the old, melancholy chords continued to vibrate, and Bart returned to the village under a depression that lingered about him for days. At the September term of the Supreme Court, Mr.
These rotting unsightly 'improvements, as we call them, will soon be covered over and hidden with beautiful foliage." "With weeds, and nettles, and elders," said Case, contemptuously. "Weeds and nettles!" repeated Sartliff; "and why weeds and nettles? Was there ever such arrogance!
Find the uses of things, and poisons and nettles fall into their places in harmony, and are no longer poisons and nettles." "And accidents would help us on, instead of off," suggested Case. "They help as often one way as the other now," replied Sartliff. "But there are really no accidents; everything is produced by law." "There must be two or three systems then," suggested Case.
"Upon the merely human theory of the thing," said Bart, "He could foresee that this was the only logical conclusion of his teachings, and best, perhaps only means of fixing his messages and doctrines in the hearts of men. I may not venture a suggestion, Mr. Sartliff," Bart continued; "but it seems to me, that your search back will necessarily fail.
Late one wondrously beautiful August night, as Bart was returning from a solitary stroll, he was suddenly joined by Sartliff, bare-headed and bare-footed, who placed his hand within his arm, and turning him about, walked him back towards the wood. Bart had not seen him for weeks, and he thought his face was thinner and more haggard, and his eyes more cavernous than he had ever seen them.
"That isn't a bad theory of prophecy," said Case approvingly; "but all these marvels were in the old time; how came the faculty to be lost?" "Is it?" asked Bart. "Don't you hear of it in barbarous and savage conditions of men, now? Our friend Sartliff would say that the faculty was lost, through the corruptions and clogs of civilization; and he proposes to restore it."
Sartliff, that in your effort to get back individually, you have encountered more difficulties, collisions, and ills, than the most of us do, who keep on the old orthodox civilized way to the devil." "That may be; I am one, looking alone; nobody helps me." "And like the younger Mr. Weller, you find it a pursuit of knowledge under difficulties."
Who can tell how many sets of faculties are possible to us? We may have developed only a few of the lowest. I sometimes fancy that I feel the rudiments of a higher and finer set within me. Who shall say that I have them not?" "Go on, Barton; I like to hear you unfold yourself," said Sartliff. "I can't," said Bart, "I can only vaguely talk about what I so vaguely feel."
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