opinion of the whole of this system? what notion have you of moral and natural evil?"
"Sir," replied Martin, "our priest accused me of being a Socinian; but the real truth is, I am a Manichæan."
"Nay, now you are jesting," said Candide; "there are no Manichæans existing at present in the world."
"And yet I am one," said Martin; "but I cannot help it. I cannot for the soul of me think otherwise."
"Surely the devil must be in you," said Candide.
"He concerns himself so much," replied Martin, "in the affairs of this world that it is very probable he may be in me as well as everywhere else; but I must confess, when I cast my eye on this globe, or rather globule, I cannot help thinking that God has abandoned it to some malignant being. I always except El Dorado. I scarce ever knew a city that did not wish the destruction of its neighboring city; nor a family that did not desire to exterminate some other family. The poor in all parts of the world bear an inveterate hatred to the rich, even while they creep and cringe to them; and the rich treat the poor like sheep, whose wool and flesh they barter for money; a million of regimented assassins traverse Europe from one end to the other, to get their bread by regular depredation and murder, because it is the most gentlemanlike profession. Even in those cities which seem to enjoy the blessings of
