Chapter XLVII
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"I hate snakes who bestow their caresses with interested partiality or fastidious discrimination," boasted a boa constrictor. "_My_ affection is unbounded; it embraces all animated nature. I am the universal shepherd; I gather all manner of living things into my folds. Entertainment here for man and beast!"
"I should be glad of one of your caresses," said a porcupine, meekly; "it has been some time since I got a loving embrace."
So saying, he nestled snugly and confidingly against the large-hearted serpent--who fled.
A comprehensive philanthropy may be devoid of prejudices, but it has its preferences all the same.
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Cobwebs from an Empty SkullChapter XLVII
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