The individual's mind is, as it were, an isolated bit of the race mind.
The same set of traits will be found in each. Mental characteristics
there are a sort of common property, of which a certain undifferentiated
portion is indiscriminately allotted to every man at birth. One soul
resembles another so much, that in view of the patriarchal system
under which they all exist, there seems to the stranger a peculiar
appropriateness in so strong a family likeness of mind. An idea of how
little one man's brain differs from his neighbor's may be gathered from
the fact, that while a common coolie in Japan spends his spare time
in playing a chess twice as complicated as ours, the most advanced
philosopher is still on the blissfully ignorant side of the pons
asinorum.
We find, then, that in all three points the Far East fulfils what our
theory demanded.
There is one more consideration worthy of notice. We said that the
environment had not been the deus ex materia in the matter; but that the
soul itself possessed the germ of its own evolution. This fact does
not, however, preclude another, that the environment has helped in the
process. Change of scene is beneficial to others besides invalids.
How stimulating to growth a different habitat can prove, when at all
favorable, is perhaps sufficiently shown in the case of the marguerite,
which, as an emigrant called white-weed, has usurped our fields. The
same has been no less true of peoples. Now these Far Eastern peoples, in
comparison with our own forefathers, have travelled very little. A race
in its travels gains two things: first it acquires directly a great
deal from both places and peoples that it meets, and secondly it is
constantly put to its own resources in its struggle for existence,
and becomes more personal as the outcome of such strife. The changed
conditions, the hostile forces it finds, necessitate mental ingenuity
to adapt them and influence it unconsciously. To see how potent these
influences prove we have but to look at the two great branches of the
Aryan family, the one that for so long now has stayed at home, and the
one that went abroad. Destitute of stimulus from without, the Indo-Aryan
mind turned upon itself and consumed in dreamy metaphysics the
imagination which has made its cousins the leaders in the world's
progress to-day. The inevitable numbness of monotony crept over the
stay-at-homes. The deadly sameness of their surroundings produced its
unavoidable effect. The torpor of the East, like some paralyzing poison,
stole into their souls, and they fell into a drowsy slumber only to
dream in the land they had formerly wrested from its possessors. Their
birthright passed with their cousins into the West.
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