The Consolations Of Scientific Religion

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THE Tigress had been eating her cubs. Having a little indigestion, she was inclined to repent; but philosophy came to her aid.

"Rapine," she reflected, "is the law of existence. See how the fleas are biting me." She licked her chops. "The survival of the fittest," thought she, "is the way of progress for the race." She looked at the last cub. "Great rewards and fearful punishments," she sighed, as she scrunched its head, "are necessary to make us do our best." She settled herself to sleep." There will be no change," she added drowsily, "till consciousness awakes in cubs."

Society is a Tigress.

Source:The Public. I (1898). 147.