teaches one that sauerkraut ought only to be greased."
"And don't reason teach one one's religion."
"Our religion, certainly," said the Canon decisively. "But the others are not based on reason."
"Now we've got back again to just where we were before the war," sighed Mr. Brych.
"People are always getting back just where they used to be," observed Mr. Binder. "That's what Mr. Kuzenda is always saying. 'Binder,' he often says, 'the truth can never be defeated. You know, Binder,' he says, 'that God of ours on the dredge in those days wasn't so bad, nor was yours on the merry-go-round, and yet, you see, they've both of them vanished. Everyone believes in his own superior God, but he doesn't believe in another man, or credit him with believing in something good. People should first of all believe in other people, and the rest would soon follow.' That's what Mr. Kuzenda always says."
"Yes, yes," assented Mr. Brych. "A man may certainly think that another religion is a bad one, but he oughtn't to think that the man who follows it is a low, vile, and treacherous fellow. And the same applies to politics and everything."
"And that's what so many people have hated and killed each other for," Father Jost declared. "You know, the greater the things are in which a man
