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logic and metaphysic philosophy one or both. In 

 the ears of such the praise of Darwin is not sweet 

 music. Let me beg of such who may be here to 

 consider that we come to-night to praise our dead, 

 and to tell of our love for the man who gave us hope. 

 You and I cannot contend over an open grave, and 

 in my soul I find no cause for angry contention 

 elsewhere. Every man's opinions are honest opin- 

 ions his opinions are the children of his own reason- 

 ing, and he loves his offspring. 



When I stand before the sacred fire in an Indian 

 village and listen to the red man's philosophy, no 

 anger stirs my blood. I love him as one of my 

 kind. He has a philosophy not unlike that of my 

 forefathers, though widely separated from my own, 

 and I love him as one near akin. 



Among civilised men I find no one who has not a 

 philosophy in part common with my own ; and of 

 those smaller portions of our philosophies which 

 are not alike, I see no cause why anger should 

 be kindled between us thereby. They and I are 

 bound together by the same cord of honesty in 

 opinion. 



In Darwin's writings I find no word of reproach. 

 Denunciation and ridicule, greater than any other 

 man has endured, never kindled a spark of hatred in 

 his breast. Wrapped in the mantle of his philosophy 

 he received no wounds, but lived with and loved 

 mankind. 



Let us not gird science to our loins as the warrior 

 buckles on his sword. Let us raise science aloft as 

 the olive branch of peace and the emblem of hope. 



