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built a strong iron cage called a new creed, and put all his birds in it. Then the people came about dancing and singing. "Oh, happy hunter!" they cried. "Oh, wonderful man! Oh, delightful birds! Oh, lovely songs!" No one asked where the birds had come from, nor how they had been caught; but they danced and sang before them. And the hunter too was glad, for he said: "Surely Truth is among them. In time she will moult her feathers, and I shall see her snow-white form." But the time passed, and the people sang and danced; but the hunter's heart grew heavy. He crept alone, as of old, to weep; the terrible desire had awakened again in his breast. One day, as he sat alone weeping, it chanced that Wisdom met him. He told the old man what he had done. And Wisdom smiled sadly. "Many men," he said, "have spread that net for Truth; but they have never found her. On the grains of credulity she will not feed; in the net of wishes her feet cannot be held; in the air of these valleys she will not breathe. The birds you have caught are of the brood of Lies. Lovely and beautiful, but still lies; Truth knows them not." And the hunter cried out in bitterness-- "And must I then sit still, to be devoured of this great burning?" And the old man said, "Listen, and in that you have suffered much and wept much, I will tell you what I know. He who sets out to search for Truth must leave these valleys of superstition forever, taking with him not one shred that has belonged to them. Alone he must wander down into the Land of Absolute Negation and Denial; he must abide there; he must resist temptation; when the light breaks he must arise and follow it into the country of dry sunshine. The mountains of stern reality will rise before him; he must climb them; beyond them lies Truth." "And he will hold her fast! he will hold her in his hands!" the hunter cried. Wisdom shook his head. "He will never see her, never hold her. The time is not yet." "Then there is no hope?" cried the hunter. "There is this," said Wisdom: "Some men have climbed on those mountains; circle

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