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thinaa. There Il one thing, paxaons
thai you can always trust. nd-that--
is- Science T.
The eorn-neld cane into view with
Che colossal image erected 81 science
under he ngis of tie lofty umbrella
There person. what.du you think q
Cav cav CIV
Massey, parson where did that crow
Az from Rose right up out 81 the
ground, Like. Lets 90 and zee II any
thing has touched the corn.
The geometry 81 the field was found
to be perfect ct every point
ssPeleg, said tie pars0n. sscience
has many sides 20 il. You cannot trust
new principle 0f science until y0u
know the whole Of Il and u Is wholly
proven. There are discoveries and dis
coveries.
'sThs principle Of this discovery. /"
said Peleg, 'sia that no crow ever lights
underneath an obiect of which II II
afraid. Now, any crow would Be afraid
OF such an object as that. Il stands %
reason. That's so, parson, every time
Therefore that there field "a Just a much
II kAGN%A@&%AM
there was never . crow In all the wide
world. That's what you would cali
logic. parson.
'sYes, Peleg, but IN these great logical
questions one wants TO be sure that bis
premises are correct That crow knows
more than you think he does, Peleg, and
l would not leave q field Of mine like
that without watching at this time Of
year without / was perfectly sure that
my science and logic were correct. /
wouldn't put any mans theory against
that crow. He may have q theory Of
his own before you get back, Peleg.
When crow gets over being scared at
an object he becomes wonderfully tame
and bold. My father once had tame
crow that would steal his shoe-stringu
ont OF bis shoes when he was eating &c
bis table. Theories are good things to
work By, Peleg, but q man is account
able for the exercise of his common
sense. Prove oil things, the wise man
said. Science is not science. and logic
is not logic, unless you're sure.
Peleg and Sophia went to the June
meeting. On the morning before Peleg
started for this gathering Of excellent,
thrifty, well.ordered people, which was
appointed to take place in q little white
church on the green Of neighboring
town, he walked proudly over the corn
Geld, which had become like q ripping
sea Of green. The thrushes were sing
ing in the woods, and the robins in the
orchards and door-yard trees.
There Is music everywhere. said
Peleg.
A dreadful discord broke upon, or
rather into, the choral harmonies Of the
woods and orchards and ancestral trees.
"Young crows, do believe" said
Peleg. "a whole family Of them. Al
most grown up, too. How lucky am
to have q scarecrcW like that !"
The june meeting proved delightful
to Peleg and Sophia. There was nothing
selfish in Peleg's soul, and he related to
several farmers who were delegates, the
achievements Of science, as illustrated
| by his wonderful scarecrow.
The day Of his return was rainy. He
remarked to Sophia that they had need
Of the umbrella which was protecting
the giant in the corn.feld. The latter
certainly stood In no danger Of rheuma-
| tism Nor catarrh.
''Never mind, Peleg, said Sophia" il
4
Immediately on his return, PeIeg
visited the Corn-feld. He stopped at
the bars. The crow did not greet him
from the tree-tops, but, could it beR
there was q black gulf In the sea Of green.
1t was near the wonderful giant, who was
stiu holding the open umbrella boldly
above bis head. The crow had surely
been at work there.
Farmer ToIley walked slowly toward
the desert in the late beautiful expense.
1t was raining very hard.
As he approached the vacant space
his feet were arrested by sound that
made bis lower Jaw fall and his knees
tremble. It came from the umbrella.
s'Caw, cav, caWl"
Gould il be2
Out from under the umbrella darted &
dreadful object with wings like night,
wildly circulating, "Caw, cav, cav e
The farmer paused
81 never
There was q comminRling Of Plutonian
sounds inside Of the UMBRELLA wall as
from an orphan-a asylum. Presently out
few . young crow.
Then another
And another
And fourth
They followed their mother, making
long, solemn procession through the
windy. watery cir. The poor things
had lost their umbrella, but not then
mother.
Farmer TolIey stood like one petri-
fed. The collapse Of science and logic
and theory ali ia moment, as It were,
seemed to him Ike the blowing away
Of the world on which his feet 81 faith
were planted. But he had mot been
gaining win power during the june
meeting to fall into passion On the
very day Of his return. BE recalled,
too, what bis prudent parBon had said
about not being oVerconhdent in q
theory unless you ere sure that al the
premises are correct and vel proved.
he only said mildly:
ssIll tell Sophia Of that
And he added phil0sOphically: