MARK TWAIN

detests them, as a rule. I am one of the herd myself. It is
noticeable that the professional always uses the one li-
cense: "Go ye into all the world," and ignores the Golden
Rule which would restrain him from entering China and
one or two other countries where he is not wanted and is
not welcome.

Man has not a single right which is the product of any-
thing but might.

Not a single right is indestructible: a new might can at
any time abolish it, hence, man possesses not a single
permanent right.

God is Might (and He is shifty, malicious, and uncer-
tain).

"In God We Trust." It is the choicest compliment that
has ever been paid us, and the most gratifying to our
feelings. It is simple, direct, gracefully phrased; it always
sounds well—In God We Trust. I don't believe it would
sound any better if it were true. And in a measure it is
true—half the nation trusts in Him. That half has de-
cided it.

"Pop's down in the sty. You will know him from the
hogs because he's got his hat on."

In the beginning of a change the patriot is a scarce
man, and brave, and hated and scorned. When his cause
succeeds, the timid join him, for then it costs nothing to
be a patriot. The soul and substance of what customarily
ranks as patriotism is moral cowardice—and always has
been.

In any civic crisis of a great and dangerous sort the
common herd is not privately anxious about the rights
and wrongs of the matter, it is only anxious to be on the

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