That occultations of truth are just as certain as the aurora boreal is, and quite as easily accounted for.
That men who will not shrink from the danger and toil of penetrating the polar basin, will shrink from the trouble of doing their own thinking, and put themselves, like Captain Poke, under the convoy of a God-like.
That all our wisdom is insufficient to protect us from frauds, one outwitting us by gyrations and flapjacks, and another by adding new joints to the cauda.
That men are not very scrupulous touching the humility due to God, but are so tenacious of their own privileges in this particular, they will confide in plausible rogues rather than in plain-dealing honesty.
That they who rightly appreciate the foregoing facts, are People’s Friends, and become the salt of the earth—yea, even the Most Patriotic Patriots!
That it is fortunate “all will come right in heaven,” for it is certain too much goes wrong on earth.
That the social-stake system has one distinctive merit: that of causing the owners of vested rights to set their own interests in motion, while those of their fellow-citizens must follow, as a matter of course, though perhaps a little clouded by the dust raised by their leaders.
That he who has an Anna, has the best investment in humanity; and that if he has any repetition of his treasure, it is better still.
That money commonly purifies the spirit as wine quenches thirst; and therefore it is wise to commit all our concerns to the keeping of those who have most of it.
That others seldom regard us in the same light we regard ourselves; witness the manner in which Dr. Reasono converted me from a benefactor into the travelling tutor of Prince Bob.