America 5 cents.
The Master turned the coin over. Now read that.
In God is our t-r-u-s-t--trust. 1869.
--Is that the same piece of money as the other one?
--There ain't any other one,--said the Boy, there ain't but one, but
it's got two sides to it with different reading.
--That 's it, that 's it,--said the Master,--two sides to everybody, as
there are to that piece of money. I've seen an old woman that wouldn't
fetch five cents if you should put her up for sale at public auction;
and yet come to read the other side of her, she had a trust in God
Almighty that was like the bow anchor of a three-decker. It's faith in
something and enthusiasm for something that makes a life worth looking
at. I don't think your ant-eating specialist, with his sharp nose and
pin-head eyes, is the best every-day companion; but any man who knows
one thing well is worth listening to for once; and if you are of the
large-brained variety of the race, and want to fill out your programme
of the Order of Things in a systematic and exhaustive way, and get all
the half-notes and flats and sharps of humanity into your scale, you'd a
great deal better shut your front door and open your two side ones
when you come across a fellow that has made a real business of doing
anything.
--That Boy stood all this time looking hard at the five-cent piece.
--Take it,--said the Master, with a good-natured smile.
--The Boy made a snatch at it and was off for the purpose of investing
it.
--A child naturally snaps at a thing as a dog does at his meat,--said
the Master.--If you think of it, we've all been quadrupeds. A child
that can only crawl has all the instincts of a four-footed beast. It
carries things in its mouth just as cats and dogs do. I've seen the
little brutes do it over and over again. I suppose a good many children
would stay quadrupeds all their lives, if they didn't learn the trick of
walking on their hind legs from seeing all the grown people walking in
that way.
--Do you accept Mr. Darwin's notions about the origin of the race?--said
I.
The Master looked at me with that twinkle in his eye which means that he
is going to parry a question.
--Better stick to Blair's Chronology; that settles it. Adam and Eve,
created Friday, October 28th, B. C. 4004. You've been in a ship for a
good while, and here comes Mr. Darwin on deck with an armful of sticks
and says, "Let's build a raft, and trust ourselves to that."
If your ship spri
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