human
About twelve o'clock, according to an eye-witness,
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It is well known among schoolboys. When two of these specimens of the rising generation have been smashing each other's faces, blackening each other's eyes, and bleeding each other's noses for three-quarters of an hour, without having decided a victory, they both feel a strong desire to stop, are ready to
human
and, on the smallest encouragement from
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will shake hands. Indeed, this well-known and somewhat contemptible state of mind is familiar to a larger growth of boys-- happily not in England--called duellists. We deliberately call the state of mind
human
because, if a matter is worth fighting for (physically), it ought to be fought for to the