And so I have come to the end of my story. Tomorrow I must die. In
writing this book, I have tried to confine myself exclusively to the
truth. I have felt all along, however, my inability to do the subject
justice. There are many things that the great Sagewoman tried to impress
upon me which my little brain was not strong enough to grasp. There are
also many things which are perfectly clear in my mind, that I have been
unable to convey to others, but I have done my best, and that is all
that can be expected of any one. I should like to have given more
attention to the arrangement of this work, but unfortunately the time
allowed me has been very short, and I have had to rush it along in order
to complete it. I have produced this treatise while confined within my
cell in the death-house, and therefore have had many disadvantages to
contend with. I shall give the manuscript to the little body of men and
women who are banded together and known as the Natural Law Society, of
which I had the honor to be the founder, with the understanding that it
will be published and distributed at the earliest possible date. I could
wish that the reader might peruse the contents of this work a second
time, if it is not asking too much; at least that he might go over
carefully and thoughtfully that portion of it which contains the
teachings of the great Sagewoman. While I probably have failed to
present clearly much of the great wisdom directly received from her
magnificent brain, there may arise in the future, wise men, who will be
capable of reading in these lines much more than even I, who write them,
am able to comprehend. It is my one hope that great men will spring up
in the future and take hold of this work--men with minds so strong, so
broad, so courageous, and so unselfish, that they will be willing to
devote their lives to the noble task of trying to put the whole human
race on a footing of equality. There can be no equality so long as those
who are strong want to take more of nature's gifts than those who are
weak, and no man can ever be great who thinks that one human being is
entitled to more than another. That is selfishness. Selfishness and
greatness are the extreme opposites.
This is my last day on earth, to use a common but erroneous expression.
At noon today my soul will be separated from its body by the hand of
man, acting according to a most unnatural, diabolical, and murderous
law. And the poor unfortunate creature, who actually slays me, will do
so, not because he has a thirst for blood, but for money. Money
furnished by the State--a Christian civilization which bred and reared
us both.
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