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Cruikshank has looked up over the hedge of his garden and, for one moment, found the bitterness of the world. I have no doubt there is this hedge in every philosophy, over which it is dangerous to peep -- a curtain which it is unwise to pull aside. Then it becomes a question, not of philosophy, but of courage; a question not of mind, but of spirit.
Such moments as these are bound to come; and, as it has been said of love and of hunger, so well may it be said of this -- when Fear comes in at the door, then out of the window flies philosophy.