"That a man of lead," he once remarked, "who
has no more sense than a log of wood, and is as bad as he is foolish,
should have many wise and good men to serve him, only because he has
a great heap of that metal; and that if, by some accident or trick of
law (which sometimes produces as great changes as chance itself), all
this wealth should pass from the master to the meanest varlet of his
whole family, he himself would very soon become one of his servants,
as if he were a thing that belonged to his wealth, and so was bound
to follow its fortune."
And when I had remembered this much, I unwisely failed to pause and
reflect. So I gathered my belongings together, cinched my hogskin
belt tight about me, and went away to my own country. It was a very
foolish thing to do. I am sure it was. But when I had recovered my
reason, I fell upon my particular gods and berated them mightily, and
as penance for their watchlessness placed them away amongst dust and
cobwebs. Oh no, not for long. They are again enshrined, as bright
and polished as of yore, and my destiny is once more in their
keeping.
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