Glen Ellen, September 5, 1913
But my dear Daughter Joan;-
Truth is no respecter of age, nor of youth, nor of twelve yaars old.
When Twelve-Years-Old sa*/s to her Daddy: "Don't you understand?1* then Twelva-Years-
Old has in the truth of her heart something true that she expacts her Daddy ought to know.
Well, I am your Daddy. I want to know. What is it that you know, that you think I
ought to know, that I wont to know? Tall me.
Age nor Youth has nothing to do with the matter. Truth is the matter. Now what is
Remember, anything lass than the utter truth is a lie and a cheat by you to yourself.
When Twelva-Yaars-Old suggests a truth to her Daddy, her Daddy wants to know that
truth. ^«relva-Years-Old, having hit Daddy over the head, as with a club, with what she "understands" as truth, cannot, when her Daddy asks what was the club, reply that "she is only twelve
yaars old and that if he will wait six or ei#vt years ehe will tell him what the club was that
she hit hire with."
Don't you see, my dearest laughter Joan, that you cannot play tricks with Truth. Any
trick with Truth is a lie and a cheat.
Truth says, if you are to deal fairly with her, that you must in your dealings be as
pure as the high heavens, as honest as the biteof frost, as straight as the edge of the sharpest*
Truth says that you cannot hide in a dark allay, hit your Daddy over the head with a
brick, and then yell out that you are "only twelve years old."
As soon as you are old enough to use Truth, then ore you old enough to be truthful.
You used truth on me as an insinuation. I ask you what is the truth you insinuated. You reply
by squealing that you are only twelve yaars old.
Dearast daughter Joan, let me tall you that Truth never squeals.
Also, dearest daughter Joan, it is scarcely brave to invoke Truth, and then squeal
with fright at what you have invoked.