"I know pumpkin pies have milk in 'em," said Cephas; "an' I tell you
I ain't goin' to have anything of an animal nature in 'em. I've been
studyin' into it, an' thinkin' of it, an' I've made up my mind that
I've made a mistake along back, an' we've ate too much animal food.
We've ate a whole pig an' half a beef critter this winter, to say
nothin' of eggs an' milk, that are jest as much animal as meat,
accordin' to my way of thinkin'. I've reasoned it out all along that
as long as we were animals ourselves, an' wanted to strengthen
animal, that it was common-sense that we ought to eat animal. It
seemed to me that nature had so ordered it. I reasoned it out that
other animals besides man lived on animals, except cows, an' they,
bein' ruminatin' animals, ain't to be compared to men--"
"I should think we'd be somethin' like 'em if we eat that," said Mrs.
Barnard, pointing at the sorrel, with piteous sarcasm.
"It's the principle I'm thinkin' about," said Cephas. He stirred some
salt into the flour very carefully, so not a dust fell over the brim
of the bowl.
"Horses don't eat meat, neither, an' they don't chew their cuds,"
Mrs. Barnard argued further. She had never in her life argued with
Cephas; but sorrel pies, after the night before, made her wildly
reckless.
Cephas got a gourdful of water from the pail in the sink, and carried
it carefully over to the table. "Horses are the exception," he
returned, with dignified asperity. "There always are exceptions. What
I was comin' at was--I'd been kind of wrong in my reasonin'. That is,
I 'ain't reasoned far enough. I was right so far as I went."
Cephas poured some water from the gourd into the bowl of flour and
began stirring.
Sarah caught her breath. "He's makin'--paste!" she gasped. "He's jest
makin' flour paste!"
"Jest so far as I went I was right," Cephas resumed, pouring in a
little more water with a judicial air. "I said Man was animal, an' he
is animal; an' if you don't take anything else into account, he'd
ought to live on animal food, jest the way I reasoned it out. But
you've got to take something else into account. Man is animal, but he
ain't all animal. He's something else. He's spiritual. Man has
command over all the other animals, an' all the beasts of the field;
an' it ain't because he's any better an' stronger animal, because he
ain't. What's a man to a horse, if the horse only knew it? but the
horse don't know it, an' there's jest where Man gets the advantage.
It's knowledge an' spirit that gives Man the rule over all the other
animals. Now, what we want is to eat the kind of things that will
strengthen knowledge an' spirit an' self-control, because the first
two ain't any account without the last; but there ain't no kind of
food that's known that can do that. If there is, I 'ain't never heard
of it."
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