"There is some truth in the saying," agreed the Minor Poet, "but only because it is the exception; and Nature invariably puts forth all her powers to counteract the result of deviation from her laws.
Were it the rule, then the bad mother would be the good mother and the good mother the bad mother.And--""Please don't go on," said the Woman of the World."I was up late last night.""I was merely going to show," explained the Minor Poet, "that all roads lead to the law that the good mother is the best mother.Her duty is to her children, to guard their infancy, to take thought for their equipment.""Do you seriously ask us to believe," demanded the Old Maid, "that the type of woman who does marry for money considers for a single moment any human being but herself?""Not consciously, perhaps," admitted the Minor Poet."Our instincts, that they may guide us easily, are purposely made selfish.The flower secretes honey for its own purposes, not with any sense of charity towards the bee.Man works, as he thinks, for beer and baccy; in reality, for the benefit of unborn generations.