“I had hated these ponies for the part they played in my father's death but now I realized the notion was fanciful, that it was wrong to charge blame to these pretty beasts who knew neither good nor evil but only innocence. I say that of these ponies. I have known some horses and a good many more pigs who I believe harbored evil intent in their hearts. I will go further and say all cats are wicked, though often useful. Who has not seen Satan in their sly faces? Some preachers will say, well, that is superstitious "claptrap." My answer is this: Preacher, go to your Bible and read Luke 8: 26-33”
In this quote from Charles Portis, the narrator reflects on his initial feelings of hatred towards ponies for their involvement in his father's death. However, he eventually comes to the realization that this hatred was unfounded, as ponies are simply innocent creatures without the capacity for good or evil. The narrator then goes on to express his belief that some horses and pigs may possess malicious intent, while all cats are inherently wicked. He challenges preachers who dismiss these beliefs as superstitious claptrap, referencing a biblical passage for support. This quote illustrates the narrator's complex beliefs about the nature of animals and serves as a commentary on human perception and superstition.
In this passage from Charles Portis, the narrator reflects on his initial hatred towards ponies for their role in his father's death, only to later realize the innocence of the animals and the folly of blaming them for human actions. The statement about the wickedness of cats and the potential evil intent of horses and pigs may seem whimsical, but it prompts us to consider the complexity of morality and how our perceptions can be influenced by superstition and fear. The reference to Luke 8:26-33 challenges us to look beyond superficial judgments and explore deeper truths.
"I had hated these ponies for the part they played in my father's death but now I realized the notion was fanciful, that it was wrong to charge blame to these pretty beasts who knew neither good nor evil but only innocence. I say that of these ponies. I have known some horses and a good many more pigs who I believe harbored evil intent in their hearts. I will go further and say all cats are wicked, though often useful. Who has not seen Satan in their sly faces? Some preachers will say, well, that is superstitious "claptrap." My answer is this: Preacher, go to your Bible and read Luke 8: 26-33” - Charles Portis".
After reading this passage from Charles Portis, take a moment to reflect on the following questions:
“I have known some horses and a good many more pigs who I believe harbored evil intent in their hearts. I will go further and say all cats are wicked, though often useful. Who has not seen Satan in their sly faces?”
“I will go further and say all cats are wicked, though often useful”
“If I had received good instruction as a child I would be with my family today and at peace with my neighbors. I hope and pray that all you parents in the sound of my voice will train up your children in the way they should go.”
“Who is the best marshal they have?'The sheriff thought on it for a minute. He said, 'I would have to weigh that proposition. There is near about two hundred of them. I reckon William Waters is the best tracker. He is a half-breed Comanche and it is something to see, watching him cut for sign. The meanest one is Rooster Cogburn. He is a pitiless man, double-tough, and fear don't enter into his thinking. He loves to pull a cork. Now L.T. Quinn, he brings his prisoners in alive. He may let one get by now and then but he believes even the worst of men is entitled to a fair shake. Also the court does not pay any fees for dead men. Quinn is a good peace officer and a lay preacher to boot. He will not plant evidence or abuse a prisoner. He is straight as a string. Yes, I will say Quinn is about the best they have.'I said, 'Where can I find this Rooster?”
“I bought some crackers and a piece of hoop cheese and an apple at a grocery store and sat on a nail keg by the stove and had a cheap yet nourishing lunch. You know what they say, "Enough is as good as a feast.”
“People do not give it credence that a fourteen-year-old girl could leave home and go off in the wintertime to avenge her father's blood but it did not seem so strange then, although I will say it did not happen every day. I was just fourteen years of age when a coward going by the name Tom Chaney shot my father down in Fort Smith, Arkansas, and robbed him of his life and his horse and $150 in cash money plus two California gold pieces that he carried in his trouser band.”