m bishops, clergy and laymen alike had reviled.
Darwin had won, not alone because he was right, but because his was a
truly great and loving soul--a soul without the least resentment.
Archdeacon Farrar, quoting Huxley, said, "I would rather be Darwin and
be right than be Premier of England--we have had and will have many
Premiers, but the world will never have another Darwin."
[Illustration: ERNST HAECKEL]
HAECKEL
Nothing seems to me better adapted than this monistic perspective
to give us the proper standard and the broad outlook which we need
in the solution of the vast enigmas that surround us. It not only
clearly indicates the true place of a man in Nature, but it
dissipates the prevalent illusion of man's supreme importance and
arrogance with which he sets himself apart from the illimitable
universe, and exalts himself to the position of its most valuable
element. This boundless presumption of conceited man has misled him
into making himself "the image of God," claiming an "eternal life"
for his ephemeral personality, and imagining that he possesses
unlimited "freedom of will." The ridiculous imperial folly of
Caligula is but a special form of man's arrogant assumption of
divinity. Only when we have abandoned this untenable illusion, and
taken up the correct cosmological perspective, can we hope to reach
the solution of the Riddle of the Universe.
--_Haeckel_
HAECKEL
There was a man, once upon a day, who lived in East Aurora and kept
a store. He sold everything from cough-syrup to blue ribbon; and some of
the things he sold on time to philosophers who sat on nail-kegs every
evening, and settled the coal strike.
And in due course of time the storekeeper compromised with his
creditors, at twenty-nine cents on the dollar.
Some say the man went busted a-purpose to quit business and get out of
East Aurora. And he himself generally allowed the opinion to gain ground
in later years that he had planned his life throughout, from start to
finish, thus proving the supremacy of the will. Yet others there be, and
men of worth and social standing in the village--known for miles up the
creek as persons of probity--who claim that it was too much confidence
in the Genus Smart-Setter, and trotting horses at the County Fairs, that
made it possible for our friend to avail himself of the Bankruptcy Act.
Still others, too inert
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