One day an Opossum who had gone to
sleep hanging from the highest branch of a tree by
the tail, awoke and saw a large Snake wound about
the limb, between him and the trunk of the tree.
“If I hold on,” he said
to himself, “I shall be swallowed; if I let
go I shall break my neck.”
But suddenly he bethought himself to dissemble.
“My perfected friend,”
he said, “my parental instinct recognises in
you a noble evidence and illustration of the theory
of development. You are the Opossum of the
Future, the ultimate Fittest Survivor of our species,
the ripe result of progressive prehensility —
all tail!”
But the Snake, proud of his ancient
eminence in Scriptural history, was strictly orthodox,
and did not accept the scientific view.
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