He then detailed to his father the adventures which had taken place, which had obliged him to take to his bed.
"You see, Jack," replied his father, "it's just what I told you: the world is so utterly demoralised by what is called social compact, and the phalanx supporting it, by contributing a portion of their unjust possessions for the security of the remainder, is so powerful, that any one who opposes it must expect to pass the life of a martyr; but martyrs are always required previous to any truth, however sublime, being received, and, like Abraham, whom I have always considered as a great philosopher, I am willing to sacrifice my only son in so noble a cause." "That's all very good on your part, father, but we must argue the point a little.

If you are as great a philosopher as Abraham, I am not quite so dutiful a son as Isaac, whose blind obedience, in my opinion, is very contrary to your rights of man: but the fact, in few words, is simply this.

In promulgating your philosophy, in the short space of two days, I have been robbed of the fish I caught, and my rod and line--I have been soused into a fish-pond--I have been frightened out of my wits by a bull-dog--been nearly killed by a bull--been stung to death by bees, and twice tumbled into a well.

Now, if all that happens in two days, what must I expect to suffer in a whole year?
It appears to be very unwise to attempt making further converts, for people on shore seem determined not to listen to reason or argument.

But it has occurred to me, that although the whole earth has been so nefariously divided among the few, that the waters at least are the property of all.