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CHAPTER XII - MONGREL AND THE OTHER HORSE
"S age-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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