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The Mahatma and the Hare by H. Rider (Henry Rider) Haggard
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"Who hath suffered most? Let that one first taste of peace."

Now all the dim hosts surged forward since each outworn soul believed
that it had suffered most and was in the bitterest need of peace. But
the Helpers and the Guardians gently pressed them back, and again there
pealed, no question but a command.

This was the command:--

"Draw near, thou Hare."

*****

Jorsen asked me what happened after this justification of the Hare,
which, if I heard aright, appeared to suggest that by the decree of some
judge unknown, the woes of such creatures are not unnoted and despised,
or left unsolaced. Of course I had to answer him that I could not tell.

Perhaps nothing happened at all. Perhaps all the wonders I seemed to
see, even the Road by which souls travel from There to Here and from
Here to There, and the Gates that were burned away, and the City of the
Mansions that descended, were but signs and symbols of mysteries which
as yet we cannot grasp or understand.

Whatever may be the truth as to this matter of my visions, I need hardly
add, however, that no one can be more anxious than I am myself to learn
in what way the Red-faced Man, speaking on behalf of our dominant race,
and the Hare, speaking as an appointed advocate of the subject animal
creation, finished their argument in the light of fuller knowledge.
Much also do I wonder which of them was proved to be right, a difficult
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