THE ANIMAL MIND 



of man, because we have no other, and thereby 

 tell a kind of untruth. It is as when we put bird- 

 songs or animal-calls into words, or write them on 

 the musical scale, we only hint what we cannot 

 express. 



I look out of my window and see the tide in its 

 endless quest, racing up and racing down the river; 

 every day, every night, the year through; for a 

 thousand, for a million years it goes on, and no one 

 is the wiser, yet the tides have played their part in 

 the history of the globe. But Nature's cradle keeps 

 rocking after her child has left it. Only the land 

 benefits from the rain, and yet it rains upon the 

 sea as upon the land. The trees ripen their fruits 

 and their nuts whether there is any creature to feed 

 upon them, or any room to plant them, or not. Na- 

 ture's purpose (more anthropomorphism) embraces 

 the all, she covers the full circle, she does not need 

 to discriminate and husband her resources as we 

 do. 



"Far or forgot to me is near; 



Shadow and sunlight are the same ; 

 The vanished gods to me appear; 

 And one to me are shame and fame." 



The animals are so wise in their own way, such 

 a success, without thought yet so provocative of 

 thought in us! They are rational without reason, 

 and wise without understanding. They communi- 

 cate without language, and subsist without fore- 



