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Updated: June 18, 2025
In the theory of evolution Condorcet's principles appear to find scientific expression and warrant, but it is pathetic to observe the speculative science of a modern systematizer advancing through volume after volume with the cumbrous but massive force of a traction-engine, only to find rest at last in a vision of Utopia some centuries hence, tedious as the Paradise of mediaeval poets or the fabulous Edens of earlier times.
"Yes," he cried fiercely, "like a weak, pitiful girl; but I couldn't keep it back. If it had not come I should have gone mad, for my head felt as if it was on fire. That's past now, and I can talk. You see how I am, I have come to you and your father to you Edens, our enemies to ask you by all that is holy, by all that's manly, to help me."
"But we couldn't now, father," cried Mark. "If it had been a challenge, and we had gone and attacked them, and conquered, it would have been grand, but the Edens couldn't go and fight wounded men hit people when they are down." "No, my boy," said Sir Edward firmly; "the Edens could not do that."
She met his look straight, her white hand playing with Mrs. Allison's card. "Oh! a slide of that kind once begun goes like the wind," said Fontenoy. "Well, and are you pleased with your Bill not afraid of your promises of all the Edens you have held out?"
Sir Morton was reading an old tome as his son entered the room, hot, eager, and excited. "Well, boy," he said, looking up dreamily; "what is it?" "They've gone straight to Black Tor, father." "The Edens? Have they? I did not know they had been away." "No, no, father; that captain fellow and his men." "Oh, of course. I had almost forgotten them. Tut, tut, tut!
He had just come to the way of thinking that he would begin to buy ordinary lead and turn it into gold, when Ralph said suddenly: "I say, father, why do we want to be at enmity with the Edens?" Sir Morton looked up at his son, and then down at his book, as if expecting to find an answer to the question there.
Far different were those wandering Edens of the sea, for they had mountains, volcanoes, cities, and gardens; men of might and women lovelier than the dawn lived there in brotherly and sisterly esteem; birds as bright as flowers, and with throats like flutes, peopled the groves, where luscious fruit hung ready for the gathering, and the very skies above these places of enchantment were more serene and deep than those of the storm-swept continents.
"Perhaps you are judging hastily, my dear young friend," said Senor Perkins, with habitual tolerance. "I have heard that behind those hills, and hidden from sight in some of the canyons, are perfect little Edens of beauty and fruitfulness.
There was another version of the story, as Ralph well knew, and it was precisely the same, saving for the following exception: that in the beginning it was a Darley who did the deadly wrong to an Eden. But one thing was certain the two families had carried on their petty warfare in the most determined way. Edens had fallen by the sword; so had Darleys.
Are there two Edens around here?" "Nope; just Eden Village." "Well, where is that, how far is it, and how do I get there?" "About eight miles," answered the boy. "I kin take you there." Wade viewed the discouraged-looking, flea-bitten gray horse dubiously. "Are you sure?" he asked. "Have you ever driven that horse eight miles in one day?" "Well, I guess!
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