gunpowder we can destroy a thousand ships, a hundred cities, and twenty thousand men. You see
'be quiet!' he ordered. "I've heard enough. I know Yahoos are bad, but I didn't realize they could possibly do such terrible things. After these conversations I began to wonder whether the Houys were right. Why do we humans so often fight wars and tell lies? Peace and truth began to seem more important than making war or making money. I became more and more used to the Houys ideas and way of life. As the Houys did, hated the Yahoos fortheir dirty habits and unpleasant character. By the time I had been there a year, I walked and neighed like the Houys. I felt such a strong love for them that I planned to spend the rest of my life among them, and to try to become more like them. It is a great sadness to me, even today, that this was not possible. One day my Houy master said, "Can you explain something to me? Why are the Yahoos so violently fond of those shining stones in the fields? They dig for days to get them out of the ground, and hide them jealously from other Yahoos." I expect they've found pieces of gold or silver," I said Because he did not seem to understand, I added"We use them as money, to pay for things, you see." How strange!" he replied. "We share everything here. No Houy needs what do you call it? money Perhaps you can imagine how I felt. I knew I could be happy for ever with these sensible, gentle creatures, who
gunpowder we can destroy a thousand ships, a hundred cities, and twenty thousand men. You see'be quiet!' he ordered. "I've heard enough. I know Yahoos are bad, but I didn't realize they could possibly do such terrible things. After these conversations I began to wonder whether the Houys were right. Why do we humans so often fight wars and tell lies? Peace and truth began to seem more important than making war or making money. I became more and more used to the Houys ideas and way of life. As the Houys did, hated the Yahoos fortheir dirty habits and unpleasant character. By the time I had been there a year, I walked and neighed like the Houys. I felt such a strong love for them that I planned to spend the rest of my life among them, and to try to become more like them. It is a great sadness to me, even today, that this was not possible. One day my Houy master said, "Can you explain something to me? Why are the Yahoos so violently fond of those shining stones in the fields? They dig for days to get them out of the ground, and hide them jealously from other Yahoos." I expect they've found pieces of gold or silver," I said Because he did not seem to understand, I added"We use them as money, to pay for things, you see." How strange!" he replied. "We share everything here. No Houy needs what do you call it? money Perhaps you can imagine how I felt. I knew I could be happy for ever with these sensible, gentle creatures, who
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