A MAN travelling in a desert met a Woman.

  "Who art thou?" asked the Man, "and why dost thou dwell in this
dreadful place?"

  "My name," replied the Woman, "is Truth; and I live in the desert
in order to be near my worshippers when they are driven from among
their fellows.  They all come, sooner or later."

  "Well," said the Man, looking about, "the country doesn't seem to
be very thickly settled here."