WONDERS OF INSTINCT 



hundred and thirty-five times and covering a distance 

 of a good bit over a quarter of a mile. " The cater- 

 pillars in distress, starved, shelterless, chilled with 

 cold at night, cling obstinately to the silk ribbon 

 covered hundreds of times, because they lack the 

 rudimentary glimmers of reason which would ad- 

 vise them to abandon it." 



Instinct is the voice of the past, and it has to be 

 obeyed even when it is fatal to do so. Instinct is 

 not a low form of intelligence, it is more like an 

 inborn inspiration. It works well for old ways, 

 but not where learning is necessary. Instinct is 

 wonderful, but intelligence is the more excellent way. 



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