The white man has dominated by his color so far in the history of the world, but it is written in the Books that when the men of color acquire our culture and combine it with their own methods of living and rate of production, they are going to bring forth greater numbers, better equipped for the battle of life, than we are.

When they have got our last secret, constructive or scientific, they will take it, and living in a way that we would not, reproducing in numbers we don't, they will beat us at any game we start, if we don't take warning while we are in the ascendancy, and keep there." "Well, there is something to think about," said Donald Whiting, staring past Linda at the side of the canyon as if he had seen the same handwriting on the wall that dismayed Belshazzar at the feast that preceded his downfall.
"I see what you're getting at," he said.

"I had thought that there might be some way to circumvent him." "There is!" broke in Linda hastily.

"There is.

You can beat him, but you have got to beat him in an honorable way and in a way that is open to him as it is to you." "I'll do anything in the world if you will only tell me how," said Donald.