than undergo so unequal a war? Among private
men themselves, do not the stronger and more bold
trample on the weaker?” “To the end, therefore,
that this may not happen to me,” said Aristippus,
“I confine myself not to any republic, but am
sometimes here, sometimes there, and think it best
to be a stranger wherever I am.” “This
invention of yours,” replied Socrates, “is
very extraordinary. Travellers, I believe, are
not now so much infested on the roads by robbers as
formerly, deterred, I suppose, by the fate of Sinnis,
Scyron, Procrustes, and the rest of that gang.
What then? They who are settled in their own
country, and are concerned in the administration of
the public affairs, they have the laws in their favours,
have their relations and friends to assist them, have
fortified towns and arms for their defence: over
and above, they have alliances with their neighbours:
and yet all these favourable circumstances cannot
entirely shelter them from the attempts and surprises
of wicked men. But can you, who have none of
these advantages, who are, for the most part, travelling
on the roads, often dangerous to most men, who never
enter a town, where you have not less credit than
the meanest inhabitant, and are as obscure as the
wretches who prey on the properties of others; in these
circumstances, can you, I say, expect to be safe, merely
because you are a stranger, or perhaps have got passports
from the States that promise you all manner of safety
coming or going, or should it be your hard fortune
to be made a slave, you would make such a bad one,
that a master would be never the better for you?
For, who would suffer in his family a man who would
not work, and yet expected to live well? But
let us see how masters use such servants.
“When they are too lascivious, they compel them
to fast till they have brought them so low, that they
have no great stomach to make love, if they are thieves,
they prevent them from stealing, by carefully locking
up whatever they could take: they chain them for
fear they should run away: if they are dull and
lazy, then stripes and scourges are the rewards we
give them. If you yourself, my friend, had a
worthless slave, would you not take the same measures
with him?” “I would treat such a fellow,”
answered Aristippus, “with all manner of severity,
till I had brought him to serve me better. But,
Socrates, let us resume our former discourse.”
“In what do they who are educated in the art
of government, which you seem to think a great happiness,
differ from those who suffer through necessity?
For you say they must accustom themselves to hunger
and thirst, to endure cold and heat, to sleep little,
and that they must voluntarily expose themselves to
a thousand other fatigues and hardships. Now,
I cannot conceive what difference there is between
being whipped willingly and by force, and tormenting
one’s body either one way or the other, except
that it is a folly in a man to be willing to suffer