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                                                                        A Horse's TaleI by Mark Twain

 CHAPTER XII - MONGREL AND THE OTHER HORSE
 
"Sage-Brush, you have been listening?"
 
"Yes."
 
"Isn't it strange?"
 
"Well, no, Mongrel, I don't know that it is."
 
"Why don't you?"
 
"I've seen a good many human beings in my time.  They are created
as they are; they cannot help it.  They are only brutal because
that is their make; brutes would be brutal if it was THEIR make."
 
"To me, Sage-Brush, man is most strange and unaccountable.  Why
should he treat dumb animals that way when they are not doing any
harm?"
 
"Man is not always like that, Mongrel; he is kind enough when he is
not excited by religion."
 
"Is the bull-fight a religious service?"
 
"I think so.  I have heard so.  It is held on Sunday."
 
(A REFLECTIVE PAUSE, LASTING SOME MOMENTS.)  Then:
 
"When we die, Sage-Brush, do we go to heaven and dwell with man?"
 
"My father thought not.  He believed we do not have to go there
unless we deserve it."
 
 

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