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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: The Shepherd of Salisbury Plain and Other Tales + +Author: Hannah More + +Release Date: March 18, 2010 [EBook #31697] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK SHEPHERD OF SALISBURY PLAIN *** + + + + +Produced by David Edwards and the Online Distributed +Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net (This file was +produced from images generously made available by The +Internet Archive) + + + + + + +</pre> + + +<div class="trnote"> +<h2>Transcriber's note</h2> +<ol> +<li>Obvious punctuation errors have been repaired silently.</li> +<li>Word errors have been corrected and a <a href="#trcorrections">list + of corrections</a> can be found after the book.</li> +</ol> +</div> + + +<h1 class="caps"><span style="font-size:50%">The</span><br /> +Shepherd of Salisbury Plain,<br /> +<span class="smaller">and Other Tales.</span></h1> + + +<h2 class="topmarg caps"><span class="smaller">By</span><br /> +Hannah More.</h2> + + +<p class="topmarg center caps">New York:<br /> +Derby & Jackson, 119 Nassau Street.<br /> +1859.</p> + +<hr class="w45" /> + +<p class="center"><span class="caps">Stereotyped by</span><br /> +<span class="smcap">Thomas B. Smith</span>,<br /> +82 & 84 Beckman Street.</p> + + +<p class="center"><span class="caps">Printed by</span><br /> +<span class="smcap">Geo. Russell & Co.</span><br /> +Beckman St.</p> + +<div><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_3" id="Page_3">[Pg 3]</a></span></div> + + +<hr class="w45" /> + + +<h2><a name="CONTENTS" id="CONTENTS"></a>CONTENTS</h2> +<hr class="decobreak" /> + +<h3 class="cursive">Tales for the Common People.</h3> + + +<p class="toc"> <span class="num smcap">Page</span></p> + +<ul class="toc"> +<li><a class="smcap" href="#THE_SHEPHERD_OF_SALISBURY_PLAIN">The Shepherd of Salisbury Plain</a> +<span class="num">7</span></li> + +<li><a class="smcap" href="#THE_TWO_SHOEMAKERS">The Two Shoemakers</a> +<span class="num">41</span></li> + +<li><a class="smcap" href="#THE_HISTORY_OF_TOM_WHITE">The History of Tom White, the Post Boy</a> +<span class="num">119</span></li> + +<li><a class="smcap" href="#THE_SUNDAY_SCHOOL">The Sunday School</a> +<span class="num">152</span></li> + +<li><a class="smcap" href="#THE_HISTORY_OF_HESTER_WILMOT">The History of Hester Wilmot, being the sequel to +the Sunday School</a> +<span class="num">166</span></li> + +<li><a class="smcap" href="#BETTY_BROWN">The History of Betty Brown, the St. Giles's Orange +Girl; with some account of Mrs. Sponge, the Money-Lender</a> +<span class="num">191</span></li> + +<li><a class="smcap" href="#BLACK_GILES_THE_POACHER">Black Giles the Poacher; containing some account of +a family who had rather live by their wits than +their work</a> +<span class="num">204</span></li> + +<li><a class="smcap" href="#TAWNEY_RACHEL">Tawney Rachel, or the Fortune-Teller; with some +account of Dreams, Omens, and Conjurers</a> +<span class="num">230</span></li> +</ul> + +<hr class="w45" /> + +<div><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_4" id="Page_4">[Pg 4]</a></span></div> +<h3 class="cursive">Stories for Persons of Middle Rank.</h3> + + +<p class="toc"> <span class="num smcap">Page</span></p> + +<ul class="toc"> +<li><a class="smcap" href="#THE_HISTORY_OF_MR_FANTOM">The History of Mr. Fantom (the new-fashioned Philosopher), +and his man William</a> +<span class="num">245</span></li> + +<li><a class="smcap" href="#THE_TWO_WEALTHY_FARMERS">The Two Wealthy Farmers; or the History of Mr. +Bragwell</a> +<span class="num">276</span></li> + +<li><a class="smcap" href="#TIS_ALL_FOR_THE_BEST">'Tis all for the best</a> +<span class="num">387</span></li> + +<li><a class="smcap" href="#A_CURE_FOR_MELANCHOLY">A Cure for Melancholy</a> +<span class="num">405</span></li> +</ul> + + +<hr class="secbreak" /> +<h3 class="cursive">Allegories.</h3> + + +<ul class="toc"> +<li><a class="smcap" href="#THE_PILGRIMS">The Pilgrims</a> +<span class="num">423</span></li> + +<li><a class="smcap" href="#THE_VALLEY_OF_TEARS">The Valley of Tears</a> +<span class="num">437</span></li> + +<li><a class="smcap" href="#THE_STRAIT_GATE_AND_THE_BROAD_WAY">The Strait Gate and the Broad Way</a> +<span class="num">444</span></li> + +<li><a class="smcap" href="#PARLEY_THE_PORTER">Parley the Porter</a> +<span class="num">456</span></li> + +<li><a class="smcap" href="#THE_GRAND_ASSIZES_ETC">The Grand Assizes; or General Jail Delivery</a> +<span class="num">470</span></li> + +<li><a class="smcap" href="#THE_SERVANT_MAN_TURNED_SOLDIER">The Servant Man turned Soldier, or the Fair-weather +Christian</a> +<span class="num">479</span></li> +</ul> + + + +<hr class="chapbreak" /> +<div><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_5" id="Page_5">[Pg 5]</a></span></div> + + +<h2>TALES<br /> +<span class="subheading">FOR THE COMMON PEOPLE.</span></h2> + +<hr class="w25" /> + + +<p>"Religion is for the man in humble life, and to raise his +nature, and to put him in mind of a state in which the privileges +of opulence will cease, when he will be equal by nature, and may +be more than equal by virtue."—<i>Burke on the French Revolution.</i></p> + + +<hr class="chapbreak" /> +<div><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_6" id="Page_6">[Pg 6]</a></span></div> + +<h2 class="caps">Advertisement.</h2> + + +<p>To improve the habits, and raise the principles of the common +people, at a time when their dangers and temptations, moral and +political, were multiplied beyond the example of any former +period, was the motive which impelled the author of these volumes +to devise and prosecute the institution of the "Cheap Repository." +This plan was established with an humble wish not only to counteract +vice and profligacy on the one hand, but error, discontent, +and false religion on the other. And as an appetite for reading +had, from a variety of causes, been increased among the inferior +ranks in this country, it was judged expedient, at this critical +period, to supply such wholesome aliment as might give a new +direction to their taste, and abate their relish for those corrupt +and inflammatory publications which the consequences of the +French Revolution have been so fatally pouring in upon us.</p> + +<p>The success of the plan exceeded the most sanguine expectations +of its projector. Above two millions of the tracts were sold +within the first year, besides very large numbers in Ireland; and +they continue to be very extensively circulated, in their original +form of single tracts, as well as in three bound volumes.</p> + +<p>As these stories, though <i>principally</i>, are not calculated <i>exclusively</i> +for the middle and lower classes of society, the author has, at the +desire of her friends, selected those which were written by herself, +and presented them to the public in this collection of her works, +in an enlarged and improved form.</p> + + +<hr class="chapbreak" /> +<div><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_7" id="Page_7">[Pg 7]</a></span></div> + +<h2><a name="THE_SHEPHERD_OF_SALISBURY_PLAIN" id="THE_SHEPHERD_OF_SALISBURY_PLAIN"></a><span class="subheading">THE<br /></span> +SHEPHERD OF SALISBURY PLAIN.</h2> +<hr class="decobreak" /> + + +<p>Mr. Johnson, a very worthy charitable gentleman, was +traveling some time ago across one of those vast plains which +are well known in Wiltshire. It was a fine summer's evening, +and he rode slowly that he might have leisure to admire +God in the works of his creation. For this gentleman +was of opinion, that a walk or a ride was as proper a time +as any to think about good things: for which reason, on +such occasions he seldom thought so much about his money +or his trade, or public news, as at other times, that he might +with more ease and satisfaction enjoy the pious thoughts +which the wonderful works of the great Maker of heaven +and earth are intended to raise in the mind.</p> + +<p>As this serene contemplation of the visible heavens insensibly +lifted up his mind from the works of God in nature +to the same God as he is seen in revelation, it occurred +to him that this very connexion was clearly intimated by +the royal prophet in the nineteenth Psalm—that most +beautiful description of the greatness and power of God exhibited +in the former part, plainly seeming intended to introduce, +illustrate, and unfold the operations of the word and +Spirit of God on the heart in the latter. And he began to run +a parallel in his own mind between the effects of that highly +poetical and glowing picture of the material sun in searching +and warming the earth, in the first six verses, and the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_8" id="Page_8">[Pg 8]</a></span> +spiritual operation attributed to the "law of God," which fills +up the remaining part of the Psalm. And he persuaded +himself that the divine Spirit which dictated this fine hymn, +had left it as a kind of general intimation to what use we +were to convert our admiration of created things; namely, +that we might be led by a sight of them to raise our views +from the kingdom of nature to that of grace, and that the +contemplation of God in his works might draw us to contemplate +him in his word.</p> + +<p>In the midst of these reflections, Mr. Johnson's attention +was all of a sudden called off by the barking of a shepherd's +dog, and looking up, he spied one of those little huts which +are here and there to be seen on those great downs; and +near it was the shepherd himself busily employed with his +dog in collecting together his vast flock of sheep. As he +drew nearer, he perceived him to be a clean, well-looking, +poor man, near fifty years of age. His coat, though at first +it had probably been of one dark color, had been in a long +course of years so often patched with different sorts of cloth, +that it was now become hard to say which had been the +original color. But this, while it gave a plain proof of +the shepherd's poverty, equally proved the exceeding neatness, +industry, and good management of his wife. His +stockings no less proved her good housewifery, for they +were entirely covered with darns of different colored worsteds, +but had not a hole in them; and his shirt, though +nearly as coarse as the sails of a ship, was as white as the +drifted snow, and was neatly mended where time had either +made a rent, or worn it thin. This furnishes a rule of judging, +by which one shall seldom be deceived. If I meet +with a laborer, hedging, ditching, or mending the highways, +with his stockings and shirt tight and whole, however +mean and bad his other garments are, I have seldom +failed, on visiting his cottage, to find that also clean and +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_9" id="Page_9">[Pg 9]</a></span> +well ordered, and his wife notable, and worthy of encouragement. +Whereas, a poor woman, who will be lying a-bed, +or gossiping with her neighbors when she ought to be fitting +out her husband in a cleanly manner, will seldom be +found to be very good in other respects.</p> + +<p>This was not the case with our shepherd: and Mr. Johnson +was not more struck with the decency of his mean and +frugal dress, than with his open honest countenance, which +bore strong marks of health, cheerfulness, and spirit.</p> + +<p>Mr. Johnson, who was on a journey, and somewhat fearful +from the appearance of the sky, that rain was at no great +distance, accosted the shepherd with asking what sort of +weather he thought it would be on the morrow. "It will +be such weather as pleases me," answered the shepherd. +Though the answer was delivered in the mildest and most +civil tone that could be imagined, the gentleman thought +the words themselves rather rude and surly, and asked him +how that could be. "Because," replied the shepherd, "it +will be such weather as shall please God, and whatever +pleases him always pleases me."</p> + +<p>Mr. Johnson, who delighted in good men and good things, +was very well satisfied with his reply. For he justly thought +that though a hypocrite may easily contrive to appear better +than he really is to a stranger; and that no one should +be too soon trusted, merely for having a few good words in +his mouth; yet as he knew that out of the abundance of +the heart the mouth speaketh, he always accustomed himself +to judge favorably of those who had a serious deportment +and solid manner of speaking. It looks as if it proceeded +from a good habit, said he, and though I may now +and then be deceived by it, yet it has not often happened to +me to be so. Whereas if a man accosts me with an idle, +dissolute, vulgar, indecent, or profane expression, I have +never been deceived in him, but have generally on inquiry, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_10" id="Page_10">[Pg 10]</a></span> +found his character to be as bad as his language gave me +room to expect.</p> + +<p>He entered into conversation with the shepherd in the +following manner: "Yours is a troublesome life, honest +friend," said he. "To be sure, sir," replied the shepherd, +"'tis not a very lazy life; but 'tis not near so toilsome as +that which my <span class="smcap">Great Master</span> led for my sake; and he +had every state and condition of life at his choice, and <i>chose</i> +a hard one; while I only submit to the lot that is appointed +to me." "You are exposed to great cold and heat," said +the gentleman. "True, sir," said the shepherd; "but then +I am not exposed to great temptations; and so, throwing +one thing against another, God is pleased to contrive to +make things more equal than we poor, ignorant, short-sighted +creatures are apt to think. David was happier +when he kept his father's sheep on such a plain as this, and +employed in singing some of his own Psalms perhaps, than +ever he was when he became king of Israel and Judah. +And I dare say we should never have had some of the most +beautiful texts in all those fine Psalms, if he had not been +a shepherd, which enabled him to make so many fine comparisons +and similitudes, as one may say, from country life, +flocks of sheep, hills, and valleys, fields of corn, and fountains +of water."</p> + +<p>"You think, then," said the gentleman, "that a laborious +life is a happy one." "I do, sir; and more so especially, +as it exposes a man to fewer sins. If king Saul had continued +a poor laborious man to the end of his days, he might +have lived happy and honest, and died a natural death in +his bed at last, which you know, sir, was more than he did. +But I speak with reverence, for it was divine Providence +overruled all that, you know, sir, and I do not presume to +make comparisons. Besides, sir, my employment has been +particularly honored: Moses was a shepherd on the plains of +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[Pg 11]</a></span> +Midian. It was to 'shepherds keeping their flocks by night,' +that the angels appeared in Bethlehem, to tell the best news, +the gladdest tidings, that ever were revealed to poor sinful +men; often and often has the thought warmed my poor +heart in the coldest night, and filled me with more joy and +thankfulness than the best supper could have done."</p> + +<p>Here the shepherd stopped, for he began to feel that he +had made too free, and talked too long. But Mr. Johnson +was so well pleased with what he said, and with the cheerful +contented manner in which he said it, that he desired +him to go on freely, for it was a pleasure to him to meet +with a plain man, who, without any kind of learning but +what he had got from the Bible, was able to talk so well on +a subject in which all men, high and low, rich and poor, +are equally concerned.</p> + +<p>"Indeed I am afraid I make too bold, sir, for it better +becomes me to listen to such a gentleman as you seem to +be, than to talk in my poor way: but as I was saying, sir, +I wonder all working men do not derive as great joy and +delight as I do from thinking how God has honored poverty! +Oh! sir, what great, or rich, or mighty men have had +such honor put on them, or their condition, as shepherds, +tentmakers, fishermen, and carpenters have had! Besides, +it seems as if God honored industry also. The way of duty +is not only the way of safety, but it is remarkable how many, +in the exercise of the common duties of their calling, humbly +and rightly performed, as we may suppose, have found +honors, preferment, and blessing: while it does not occur +to me that the whole sacred volume presents a single instance +of a like blessing conferred on idleness. Rebekah, +Rachel, and Jethro's daughters, were diligently employed +in the lowest occupations of a country life, when Providence, +by means of those very occupations, raised them up husbands +so famous in history, as Isaac, Jacob, and the prophet +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[Pg 12]</a></span> +Moses. The shepherds were neither playing, nor sleeping, +but 'watching their flocks,' when they received the news of +a Saviour's birth; and the woman of Samaria, by the laborious +office of drawing water, was brought to the knowledge +of him who gave her to drink of 'living water.'"</p> + +<p>"My honest friend," said the gentleman, "I perceive you +are well acquainted with Scripture." "Yes, sir, pretty well, +blessed be God! Through his mercy I learned to read when +I was a little boy; though reading was not so common +when I was a child, as, I am told, through the goodness of +Providence and the generosity of the rich, it is likely to +become now-a-days. I believe there is no day, for the last +thirty years, that I have not peeped at my Bible. If we +can't find time to read a chapter, I defy any man to say he +can't find time to read a verse; and a single text, sir, well +followed, and put in practice every day, would make no bad +figure at the year's end: three hundred and sixty-five texts, +without the loss of a moment's time, would make a pretty +stock, a little golden treasury, as one may say, from new-year's +day to new-year's day; and if children were brought +up to it, they would come to look for their text as naturally +as they do for their breakfast. No laboring man, 'tis true, +has so much leisure as a shepherd, for while the flock is +feeding I am obliged to be still, and at such times I can +now and then tap a shoe for my children or myself, which +is a great saving to us, and while I am doing that I repeat +a chapter or a Psalm, which makes the time pass pleasantly +in this wild solitary place. I can say the best part of the +New Testament by heart: I believe I should not say the +best part, for every part is good, but I mean the greatest +part. I have led but a lonely life, and have often had but +little to eat, but my Bible has been meat, drink, and company +to me, as I may say, and when want and trouble have +come upon me, I don't know what I should have done indeed, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13">[Pg 13]</a></span> +sir, if I had not had the promises of this book for my +stay and support."</p> + +<p>"You have had great difficulties then?" said Mr. Johnson. +"Why, as to that, sir, not more than neighbors' fare; I have +but little cause to complain, and much to be thankful; but +I have had some little struggles, as I will leave you to judge. +I have a wife and eight children, whom I bred up in that +little cottage which you see under the hill, about half a mile +off." "What, that with the smoke coming out of the +chimney?" said the gentleman. "Oh no, sir," replied the +shepherd, smiling, "we have seldom smoke in the evening, +for we have little to cook, and firing is very dear in these +parts. 'Tis that cottage which you see on the left hand of +the church, near that little tuft of hawthorns." "What, +that hovel with only one room above and below, with +scarcely any chimney? how is it possible that you can live +there with such a family?" "Oh, it is very possible, and +very certain too," cried the shepherd. "How many better +men have been worse lodged! how many good Christians +have perished in prisons and dungeons, in comparison of +which my cottage is a palace! The house is very well, +sir; and if the rain did not sometimes beat down upon us +through the thatch when we are a-bed, I should not desire +a better; for I have health, peace, and liberty, and no man +maketh me afraid."</p> + +<p>"Well, I will certainly call on you before it be long; but +how can you contrive to lodge so many children?" "We +do the best we can, sir. My poor wife is a very sickly +woman, or we should always have done tolerably well. +There are no gentry in the parish, so that she has not met +with any great assistance in her sickness. The good curate +of the parish, who lives in that pretty parsonage in the +valley, is very willing, but not very able to assist us on +these trying occasions, for he has little enough for himself, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14">[Pg 14]</a></span> +and a large family into the bargain. Yet he does what he +can, and more than many other men do, and more than he +can well afford. Besides that, his prayers and good advice +we are always sure of, and we are truly thankful for that, +for a man must give, you know, sir, according to what he +hath, and not according to what he hath not."</p> + +<p>"I am afraid," said Mr. Johnson, "that your difficulties +may sometimes lead you to repine."</p> + +<p>"No, sir," replied the shepherd, "it pleases God to give +me two ways of bearing up under them. I pray that they +may be either removed or sanctified to me. Besides, if my +road be right, I am contented, though it be rough and uneven. +I do not so much stagger at hardships in the right +way, as I dread a false security, and a hollow peace, while +I may be walking in a more smooth, but less safe way. +Besides, sir, I strengthen my faith by recollecting what the +best men have suffered, and my hope, with the view of the +shortness of all suffering. It is a good hint, sir, of the vanity +of all earthly possessions, that though the whole Land of +Promise was his, yet the first bit of ground which Abraham, +the father of the faithful, got possession of, in the land of +Canaan, was a <i>grave</i>."</p> + +<p>"Are you in any distress at present?" said Mr. Johnson. +"No, sir, thank God," replied the shepherd, "I get my shilling +a-day, and most of my children will soon be able to +earn something; for we have only three under five years +old." "Only!" said the gentleman, "that is a heavy burden." +"Not at all; God fits the back to it. Though my wife is +not able to do any out-of-door work, yet she breeds up our +children to such habits of industry, that our little maids, before +they are six years old, can first get a half-penny, and +then a penny a day by knitting. The boys, who are too +little to do hard work, get a trifle by keeping the birds off +the corn; for this the farmers will give them a penny or +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">[Pg 15]</a></span> +two pence, and now and then a bit of bread and cheese into +the bargain. When the season of crow-keeping is over, +then they glean or pick stones; any thing is better than +idleness, sir, and if they did not get a farthing by it, I would +make them do it just the same, for the sake of giving them +early habits of labor.</p> + +<p>"So you see sir, I am not so badly off as many are; nay, +if it were not that it costs me so much in 'pothecary's stuff +for my poor wife, I should reckon myself well off; nay I do +reckon myself well off, for blessed be God, he has granted +her life to my prayers, and I would work myself to a 'natomy, +and live on one meal a day, to add any comfort to her +valuable life; indeed I have often done the last, and thought +it no great matter neither."</p> + +<p>While they were in this part of the discourse, a fine +plump cherry-cheek little girl ran up out of breath, with a +smile on her young happy face, and without taking any +notice of the gentleman, cried out with great joy—"Look +here, father, only see how much I have got!" Mr. Johnson +was much struck with her simplicity, but puzzled to know +what was the occasion of this great joy. On looking at her +he perceived a small quantity of coarse wool, some of which +had found its way through the holes of her clean, but scanty +and ragged woolen apron. The father said, "This has been +a successful day indeed, Molly, but don't you see the gentleman?" +Molly now made a courtesy down to the very +ground; while Mr. Johnson inquired into the cause of mutual +satisfaction which both father and daughter had expressed, +at the unusual good fortune of the day.</p> + +<p>"Sir," said the shepherd, "poverty is a great sharpener of +the wits. My wife and I can not endure to see our children +(poor as they are) without shoes and stockings, not only on +account of the pinching cold which cramps their poor little +limbs, but because it degrades and debases them; and poor +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[Pg 16]</a></span> +people who have but little regard to appearances, will seldom +be found to have any great regard for honesty and goodness; I +don't say this is always the case; but I am sure it is too often. +Now shoes and stockings being very dear, we could never +afford to get them without a little contrivance. I must +show you how I manage about the shoes when you condescend +to call at our cottage, sir; as to stockings, this is one +way we take to help to get them. My young ones, who +are too little to do much work, sometimes wander at odd +hours over the hills for the chance of finding what little +wool the sheep may drop when they rub themselves, as they +are apt to do, against the bushes.<a name="FNanchor_1" id="FNanchor_1"></a><a href="#Footnote_1" class="fnanchor">[1]</a> These scattered bits of +wool the children pick out of the brambles, which I see +have torn sad holes in Molly's apron to-day; they carry this +wool home, and when they have got a pretty parcel together, +their mother cards it; for she can sit and card in the chimney +corner, when she is not able to wash or work about the +house. The biggest girl then spins it; it does very well for +us without dyeing, for poor people must not stand for the +color of their stockings. After this our little boys knit +it for themselves, while they are employed in keeping cows +in the fields, and after they get home at night. As for the +knitting which the girls and their mother do, that is chiefly +for sale, which helps to pay our rent."</p> + +<p>Mr. Johnson lifted up his eyes in silent astonishment at the +shifts which honest poverty can make rather than beg or +steal; and was surprised to think how many ways of subsisting +there are, which those who live at their ease little +suspect. He secretly resolved to be more attentive to his +own petty expenses than he had hitherto been; and to be +more watchful that nothing was wasted in his family. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[Pg 17]</a></span></p> + +<p>But to return to the shepherd. Mr. Johnson told him +that as he must needs be at his friend's house, who lived +many miles off, that night, he could not, as he wished to do, +make a visit to his cottage at present. "But I will certainly +do it," said he, "on my return, for I long to see your wife +and her nice little family, and to be an eye-witness of her +neatness and good management." The poor man's tears +started into his eyes on hearing the commendation bestowed +on his wife; and wiping them off with the sleeve of his +coat, for he was not worth a handkerchief in the world, he +said, "Oh, sir, you just now, I am afraid, called me an humble +man, but indeed I am a very proud one." "Proud!" +exclaimed Mr. Johnson, "I hope not. Pride is a great sin, +and as the poor are liable to it as well as the rich, so good +a man as you seem to be ought to guard against it." "Sir," +said he, "you're right, but I am not proud of myself, God +knows I have nothing to be proud of. I am a poor sinner; +but indeed, sir, I am proud of my wife: she is not only the +most tidy, notable woman on the plain, but she is the kindest +wife and mother, and the most contented, thankful +Christian that I know. Last year I thought I should have +lost her in a violent fit of the rheumatism, caught by going +to work too soon after her lying-in, I fear; for 'tis but a +bleak, coldish place, as you may see, sir, in winter, and +sometimes the snow lies so long under the hill, that I can +hardly make myself a path to get out and buy a few necessaries +in the village; and we are afraid to send out the +children, for fear they should be lost when the snow is deep. +So, as I was saying, the poor soul was very bad indeed, and +for several weeks lost the use of all her limbs except her +hands; a merciful Providence spared her the use of these, +so that when she could not turn in her bed, she could contrive +to patch a rag or two for her family. She was always +saying, had it not been for the great goodness of God, she +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[Pg 18]</a></span> +might have her hands lame as well as her feet, or the palsy +instead of the rheumatism, and then she could have done +nothing—but, nobody had so many mercies as she had.</p> + +<p>"I will not tell you what we suffered during the bitter +weather, sir, but my wife's faith and patience during that +trying time, were as good a lesson to me as any sermon I +could hear, and yet Mr. Jenkins gave us very comfortable +ones too, that helped to keep up my spirits."</p> + +<p>"I fear, shepherd," said Mr. Johnson, "you have found this +to be but a bad world."</p> + +<p>"Yes, sir," replied the shepherd, "but it is governed by a +good God. And though my trials have now and then been +sharp, why then, sir, as the saying is, if the pain be violent, +it is seldom lasting, and if he but moderate, why then we +can bear it the longer, and when it is quite taken away, ease +is the more precious, and gratitude is quickened by the remembrance; +thus every way, and in every case, I can always +find out a reason for vindicating Providence."</p> + +<p>"But," said Mr. Johnson, "how do you do to support yourself +under the pressure of actual want. Is not hunger a +great weakener of your faith?"</p> + +<p>"Sir," replied the shepherd, "I endeavor to live upon the +promises. You, who abound in the good things of this +world, are apt to set too high a value on them. Suppose, +sir, the king, seeing me at hard work, were to say to me, +that if I would patiently work on till Christmas, a fine +palace and a great estate should be the reward of my labors. +Do you think, sir, that a little hunger, or a little wet, would +make me flinch, when I was sure that a few months would +put me in possession! Should I not say to myself frequently—cheer +up, shepherd, 'tis but till Christmas! Now is there +not much less difference between this supposed day and +Christmas, when I should take possession of the estate and +palace, than there is between time and eternity, when I am +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[Pg 19]</a></span> +sure of entering on a kingdom not made with hands? +There is some comparison between a moment and a thousand +years, because a thousand years are made up of moments, +all time being made up of the same sort of stuff, as +I may say; while there is no sort of comparison between +the longest portion of time and eternity. You know, sir, +there is no way of measuring two things, one of which has +length and breadth, which shows it must have an end somewhere, +and another thing, which being eternal, is without +end and without measure."</p> + +<p>"But," said Mr. Johnson, "is not the fear of death sometimes +too strong for your faith?"</p> + +<p>"Blessed be God, sir," replied the shepherd, "the dark passage +through the valley of the shadow of death is made +safe by the power of him who conquered death. I know, +indeed, we shall go as naked out of this world as we came +into it, but an humble penitent will not be found naked in +the other world, sir. My Bible tells me of garments of +praise and robes of righteousness. And is it not a support, +sir, under any of the petty difficulties and distresses here, to +be assured by the word of him who can not lie, that those +who were in white robes came out of tribulation? But, +sir, I beg your pardon for being so talkative. Indeed you +great folks can hardly imagine how it raises and cheers a +poor man's heart when such as you condescend to talk familiarly +to him on religious subjects. It seems to be a +practical comment on that text which says, <i>the rich and the +poor meet together, the Lord is the maker of them all</i>. +And so far from creating disrespect, sir, and that nonsensical +wicked notion about equality, it rather prevents it. But +to turn to my wife. One Sunday afternoon when she was +at the worst, as I was coming out of church, for I went one +part of the day, and my eldest daughter the other, so my poor +wife was never left alone; as I was coming out of church, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[Pg 20]</a></span> +I say, Mr. Jenkins, the minister, called out to me and asked +me how my wife did, saying he had been kept from coming +to see her by the deep fall of snow, and indeed from the +parsonage-house to my hovel it was quite impassable. I +gave him all the particulars he asked, and I am afraid a +good many more, for my heart was quite full. He kindly +gave me a shilling, and said he would certainly try to pick +out his way and come and see her in a day or two.</p> + +<p>"While he was talking to me a plain farmer-looking gentleman +in boots, who stood by listened to all I said, but +seemed to take no notice. It was Mr. Jenkins's wife's father, +who was come to pass the Christmas-holidays at the parsonage-house. +I had always heard him spoken of as a plain +frugal man, who lived close himself, but was remarked to +give away more than any of his show-away neighbors.</p> + +<p>"Well! I went home with great spirits at this seasonable +and unexpected supply; for we had tapped our last sixpence, +and there was little work to be had on account of the +weather; I told my wife I had not come back empty-handed. +'No, I dare say not,' says she, 'you have been serving a +master <i>who filleth the hungry with good things, though he +sendeth the rich empty away</i>.' True, Mary, says I, we seldom +fail to get good spiritual food from Mr. Jenkins, but +to-day he has kindly supplied our bodily wants. She was +more thankful when I showed her the shilling, than, I dare +say, some of your great people are when they get a hundred +pounds."</p> + +<p>Mr. Johnson's heart smote him when he heard such a +value set upon a shilling; surely, said he to himself, I will +never waste another; but he said nothing to the shepherd, +who thus pursued his story:</p> + +<p>"Next morning before I went out, I sent part of the money +to buy a little ale and brown sugar to put into her water-gruel; +which you know, sir, made it nice and nourishing. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[Pg 21]</a></span> +I went out to cleave wood in a farm-yard, for there was no +standing out on the plain, after such snow as had fallen in the +night. I went with a lighter heart than usual, because I +had left my poor wife a little better, and comfortably supplied +for this day, and I now resolved more than ever to trust +God for the supplies of the next. When I came back at +night, my wife fell a crying as soon as she saw me. This, +I own, I thought but a bad return for the blessings she had +so lately received, and so I told her,—'Oh,' said she, 'it is +too much, we are too rich; I am now frightened, not lest +we should have no portion in this world, but for fear we +should have our whole portion in it. Look here, John!' +So saying, she uncovered the bed whereon she lay, and +showed me two warm, thick, new blankets. I could not believe +my own eyes, sir, because when I went out in the +morning, I had left her with no other covering than our +little old thin blue rug. I was still more amazed when she +put half a crown into my hand, telling me, she had had a +visit from Mr. Jenkins, and Mr. Jones, the latter of whom +had bestowed all these good things upon us. Thus, sir, +have our lives been crowned with mercies. My wife got +about again, and I do believe, under Providence, it was +owing to these comforts; for the rheumatism, sir, without +blankets by night, and flannel by day, is but a baddish job, +especially to people who have little or no fire. She will always +be a weakly body; but thank God her soul prospers +and is in health. But I beg your pardon, sir, for talking +on at this rate." "Not at all, not at all," said Mr. Johnson; +"I am much pleased with your story; you shall certainly see +me in a few days. Good night." So saying, he slipped a +crown into his hand and rode off. Surely, said the shepherd, +<i>goodness and mercy have followed me all the days of +my life</i>, as he gave the money to his wife when he got +home at night. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[Pg 22]</a></span></p> + +<p>As to Mr. Johnson, he found abundant matter for his +thoughts during the rest of his journey. On the whole, he +was more disposed to envy than to pity the shepherd. I +have seldom seen, said he, so happy a man. It is a sort of +happiness which the world could not give, and which, I +plainly see, it has not been able to take away. This must +be the true spirit of religion. I see more and more, that +true goodness is not merely a thing of words and opinions, +but a living principle brought into every common action of +a man's life. What else could have supported this poor +couple under every bitter trial of want and sickness? No, +my honest shepherd, I do not pity, but I respect and even +honor thee; and I will visit thy poor hovel on my return to +Salisbury, with as much pleasure as I am now going to the +house of my friend.</p> + +<p>If Mr. Johnson keeps his word in sending me an account +of his visit to the shepherd's cottage, I will be very glad to +entertain my readers with it.</p> + + +<hr class="secbreak" /> +<h3>PART II.</h3> + +<p>I am willing to hope that my readers will not be sorry +to hear some further particulars of their old acquaintance, +<i>the Shepherd of Salisbury Plain</i>. They will call to mind +that at the end of the first part, he was returning home full +of gratitude for the favors he had received from Mr. Johnson, +whom we left pursuing his journey, after having promised +to make a visit to the shepherd's cottage.</p> + +<p>Mr. Johnson, after having passed some time with his +friend, set out on his return to Salisbury, and on the Saturday +evening reached a very small inn, a mile or two distant +from the shepherd's village; for he never traveled on a +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[Pg 23]</a></span> +Sunday without such a reason as he might be able to produce +at the day of judgment. He went the next morning +to the church nearest the house where he had passed the +night, and after taking such refreshment as he could get at +that house, he walked on to find out the shepherd's cottage. +His reason for visiting him on a Sunday was chiefly because +he supposed it to be the only day which the shepherd's employment +allowed him to pass at home with his family; and +as Mr. Johnson had been struck with his talk, he thought it +would be neither unpleasant nor unprofitable to observe how +a man who carried such an appearance of piety spent his +Sunday: for though he was so low in the world, this gentleman +was not above entering very closely into his character, +of which he thought he should be able to form a +better judgment, by seeing whether his practice at home +kept pace with his professions abroad: for it is not so much +by observing how people talk, as how they live, that we +ought to judge of their characters.</p> + +<p>After a pleasant walk, Mr. Johnson got within sight of +the cottage, to which he was directed by the clump of hawthorns +and the broken chimney. He wished to take the +family by surprise; and walking gently up to the house he +stood awhile to listen. The door being half open, he saw +the shepherd (who looked so respectable in his Sunday coat +that he should hardly have known him), his wife, and their +numerous young family, drawing round their little table, +which was covered with a clean, though very coarse cloth.</p> + +<p>There stood on it a large dish of potatoes, a brown pitcher, +and a piece of a coarse loaf. The wife and children +stood in silent attention, while the shepherd, with uplifted +hands and eyes, devoutly begged the blessing of heaven on +their homely fare. Mr. Johnson could not help sighing to +reflect, that he had sometimes seen better dinners eaten with +less appearance of thankfulness. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[Pg 24]</a></span></p> + +<p>The shepherd and his wife sat down with great seeming +cheerfulness, but the children stood; and while the mother +was helping them, little fresh-colored Molly, who had picked +the wool from the bushes with so much delight, cried out, +"Father, I wish I was big enough to say grace, I am sure I +should say it very heartily to-day, for I was thinking what +must <i>poor</i> people do who have no salt to their potatoes; +and do but look, our dish is quite full." "That is the true +way of thinking, Molly," said the father; "in whatever concerns +bodily wants and bodily comforts, it is our duty to +compare our own lot with the lot of those who are worse off, +and will keep us thankful: on the other hand, whenever we +are tempted to set up our own wisdom or goodness, we must +compare ourselves with those who are wiser and better, and +that will keep us humble." Molly was now so hungry, and +found the potatoes so good, that she had no time to make +any more remarks; but was devouring her dinner very +heartily, when the barking of the great dog drew her attention +from her trencher to the door, and spying the stranger, +she cried out, "Look, father, see here, if yonder is not +the good gentleman!" Mr. Johnson finding himself discovered, +immediately walked in, and was heartily welcomed +by the honest shepherd, who told his wife that this was the +gentleman to whom they were so much obliged.</p> + +<p>The good woman began, as some very neat people are +rather apt to do, with making many apologies that her +house was not cleaner, and that things were not in a fitter +order to receive such a gentleman. Mr. Johnson, however, +on looking round, could discover nothing but the most perfect +neatness. The trenchers on which they were eating +were almost as white as their linen; and notwithstanding +the number and smallness of the children, there was not +the least appearance of dirt or litter. The furniture was +very simple and poor, hardly indeed amounting to bare +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[Pg 25]</a></span> +necessaries. It consisted of four brown wooden chairs, which +by constant rubbing, were become as bright as a looking-glass; +an iron pot and kettle; a poor old grate, which +scarcely held a handful of coal, and out of which the little +fire that had been in it appeared to have been taken, as soon +as it had answered the end for which it had been lighted—that +of boiling their potatoes. Over the chimney stood an +old-fashioned broad bright candlestick, and a still brighter +spit; it was pretty clear that this last was kept rather for +ornament than use. An old carved elbow chair, and a chest +of the same date, which stood in the corner, were considered +the most valuable part of the shepherd's goods, having +been in his family for three generations. But all these +were lightly esteemed by him in comparison of another +possession, which, added to the above, made up the whole +of what he had inherited from his father: and which last +he would not have parted with, if no other could have been +had, for the king's ransom: this was a large old Bible, which +lay on the window-seat, neatly covered with brown cloth, +variously patched. This sacred book was most reverently +preserved from dog's ears, dirt, and every other injury but +such as time and much use had made it suffer in spite of +care. On the clean white walls were pasted a hymn on the +Crucifixion of our Saviour, a print of the Prodigal Son, the +Shepherd's hymn, a <i>New History of a True Book</i>, an +Patient Joe, or the Newcastle Collier.<a name="FNanchor_2" id="FNanchor_2"></a><a href="#Footnote_2" class="fnanchor">[2]</a></p> + +<p>After the first salutations were over, Mr. Johnson said +that if they would go on with their dinner he would sit down. +Though a good deal ashamed, they thought it more respectful +to obey the gentleman, who having cast his eye on their +slender provisions, gently rebuked the shepherd for not having +indulged himself, as it was Sunday, with a morsel of bacon +to relish his potatoes. The shepherd said nothing, but +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">[Pg 26]</a></span> +poor Mary colored and hung down her head, saying, "Indeed, +sir, it is not my fault; I did beg my husband to allow +himself a bit of meat to-day out of your honor's bounty; +but he was too good to do it, and it is all for my sake." +The shepherd seemed unwilling to come to an explanation, +but Mr. Johnson desired Mary to go on. So she continued: +"You must know, sir, that both of us, next to a sin, dread +a debt, and indeed in some cases a debt is a sin; but with +all our care and pains, we have never been able quite to pay +off the doctor's bill for that bad fit of rheumatism which I +had last winter. Now when you were pleased to give my +husband that kind present the other day, I heartily desired +him to buy a bit of meat for Sunday, as I said before, that +he might have a little refreshment for himself out of your +kindness. 'But,' answered he, 'Mary, it is never out of my +mind long together that we still owe a few shillings to the +doctor (and thank God it is all we did owe in the world). +Now if I carry him his money directly it will not only show +him our honesty and our good-will, but it will be an encouragement +to him to come to you another time in case +you should be taken once more in such a bad fit; for I must +own,' added my poor husband, 'that the thought of your +being so terribly ill without any help, is the only misfortune +that I want courage to face.'"</p> + +<p>Here the grateful woman's tears ran down so fast that she +could not go on. She wiped them with the corner of her +apron, and humbly begged pardon for making so free. +"Indeed, sir," said the shepherd, "though my wife is full +as unwilling to be in debt as myself, yet I could hardly prevail +on her to consent to my paying this money just then, +because she said it was hard I should not have a taste of +the gentleman's bounty myself. But for once, sir, I would +have my own way. For you must know, as I pass the best +part of my time alone, tending my sheep, 'tis a great point +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">[Pg 27]</a></span> +with me, sir, to get comfortable matter for my own thoughts; +so that 'tis rather self-interest in me to allow myself in no +pleasures and no practices that won't bear thinking on over +and over. For when one is a good deal alone, you know, sir, +all one's bad deeds do so rush in upon one, as I may say, and +so torment one, that there is no true comfort to be had but +in keeping clear of wrong doings and false pleasures; and +that I suppose may be one reason why so many folks hate +to stay a bit by themselves. But as I was saying—when +I came to think the matter over on the hill yonder, said +I to myself, a good dinner is a good thing, I grant, and yet +it will be but cold comfort to me a week after, to be able +to say—to be sure I had a nice shoulder of mutton last +Sunday for dinner, thanks to the good gentleman! but then +I am in debt. I <i>had</i> a rare dinner, that's certain, but the +pleasure of that has long been over, and the debt still remains. +I have spent the crown; and now if my poor wife +should be taken in one of those fits again, die she must, unless +God work a miracle to prevent it, for I can get no help +for her. This thought settled all; and I set off directly +and paid the crown to the doctor with as much cheerfulness +as I should have felt on sitting down to the fattest +shoulder of mutton that ever was roasted. And if I was +contented at the time, think how much more happy I have +been at the remembrance! O, sir, there are no pleasures +worth the name but such as bring no plague or penitence +after them."</p> + +<p>Mr. Johnson was satisfied with the shepherd's reasons, +<a class="corr" name="TC_1" id="TC_1" title="nd">and</a> agreed that though a good dinner was not to be despised, +yet it was not worthy to be compared with a <i>contented +mind, which</i> (as the Bible truly says) <i>is a continual +feast</i>. "But come," said the good gentleman, "what have +we got in this brown mug?" "As good water," said the +shepherd, "as any in the king's dominions. I have heard +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">[Pg 28]</a></span> +of countries beyond sea, in which there is no wholesome +water; nay, I have been myself in a great town not far off, +where they are obliged to buy all the water which they get, +while a good Providence sends to my very door a spring as +clear and fine as Jacob's well. When I am tempted to repine +that I have often no other drink, I call to mind that +it was nothing better than a cup of cold water which the +woman at the well of Sychar drew for the greatest guest +that ever visited this world."</p> + +<p>"Very well," replied Mr. Johnson; "but as your honesty +has made you prefer a poor meal to being in debt, I will at +least send and get something for you to drink. I saw a +little public house just by the church, as I came along. +Let that little rosy-faced fellow fetch a mug of beer." So +saying, he looked full at the boy, who did not offer to stir; +but cast an eye at his father to know what he was to do. +"Sir," said the shepherd, "I hope we shall not appear ungrateful +if we seem to refuse your favor; my little boy +would, I am sure, fly to serve you on any other occasion. +But, good sir, it is Sunday; and should any of my family +be seen at a public house on a Sabbath-day, it would be a +much greater grief to me than to drink water all my life. +I am often talking against these doing to others; and if I +should say one thing and do another, you can't think what +an advantage it would give many of my neighbors over me, +who would be glad enough to report that they had caught +the shepherd's son at the alehouse without explaining how +it happened. Christians, you know, sir, must be doubly +watchful; or they will not only bring disgrace on themselves, +but what is much worse, on that holy name by which +they are called."</p> + +<p>"Are you not a little too cautious, my honest friend?" +said Mr. Johnson. "I humbly ask your pardon, sir," replied +the shepherd, "if I think that is impossible. In +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29">[Pg 29]</a></span> +my poor notion, I no more understand how a man can be +too cautious, than how he can be too strong, or too +healthy."</p> + +<p>"You are right indeed," said Mr. Johnson, "as a general +principle, but this struck me as a very small thing." "Sir," +said the shepherd, "I am afraid you will think me very +bold, but you encourage me to speak out." "'Tis what I +wish," said the gentleman. "Then, sir," resumed the shepherd, +"I doubt if, where there is a frequent temptation to +do wrong, any fault can be called small; that is, in short, +if there is any such thing as a small willful sin. A poor +man like me is seldom called out to do great things, so +that it is not by a few striking deeds his character can be +judged by his neighbors, but by the little round of daily +customs he allows himself in."</p> + +<p>"I should like," said Mr. Johnson, "to know how you +manage in this respect."</p> + +<p>"I am but a poor scholar, sir," replied the shepherd, +"but I have made myself a little sort of rule. I always +avoid, as I am an ignorant man, picking out any one single +difficult text to distress my mind about, or to go and build +opinions upon, because I know that puzzles and injures poor +unlearned Christians. But I endeavor to collect what is the +<i>general</i> spirit or meaning of Scripture on any particular +subject, by putting a few texts together, which though I +find them dispersed up and down, yet all seem to look the +same way, to prove the same truth, or hold out the same +comfort. So when I am tried or tempted, or any thing +happens in which I am at a loss what to do, I apply to my +rule—to the <i>law and the testimony</i>. To be sure I can't +always find a particular direction as to the very case, because +then the Bible must have been bigger than all those +great books I once saw in the library at Salisbury palace, +which the butler told me were acts of Parliament; and had +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30">[Pg 30]</a></span> +that been the case, a poor man would never have had money +to buy, nor a working man time to read the Bible; and +so Christianity could only have been a religion for the rich, +for those who had money and leisure; which, blessed be +God! is so far from being the truth, that in all that fine +discourse of our Saviour to John's disciples, it is enough to +reconcile any poor man in the world to his low condition, +to observe, when Christ reckons up the things for which he +came on earth, to observe, I say, what he keeps for last. +<i>Go tell John</i>, says he, <i>those things which ye do hear and +see: the blind receive their sight, and the lame walk, the +lepers are cleansed, and the deaf hear, and the dead are +raised up.</i> Now, sir, all these are wonders to be sure, but +they are nothing to what follows. They are but like the +lower rounds of a ladder, as I may say, by which you +mount to the top—<i>and the poor have the Gospel preached +to them</i>. I dare say, if John had any doubts before, this +part of the message must have cleared them up at once. +For it must have made him certain sure at once, that a +religion which placed preaching salvation to the poor above +healing the sick, which ranked the soul above the body, and +set heaven above health, must have come from God."</p> + +<p>"But," said Mr. Johnson, "you say you can generally +pick out your particular duty from the Bible, though that +immediate duty be not fully explained."</p> + +<p>"Indeed, sir," replied the shepherd, "I think I can find +out the principle at least, if I bring but a willing mind. +The want of that is the great hinderance. <i>Whosoever doeth +my will, he shall know of the doctrine.</i> You know that +text, sir. I believe a stubborn will makes the Bible harder +to be understood than any want of learning. 'Tis corrupt +affections which blind the understanding, sir. The more a +man hates sin, the clearer he will see his way, and the more +he loves holiness, the better he will understand his Bible—the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31">[Pg 31]</a></span> +more practical conviction will he get of that pleasant +truth, that <i>the secret of the Lord is with them that fear him</i>. +Now, sir, suppose I had time and learning, and possessed of +all the books I saw at the bishop's, where could I find out +a surer way to lay the axe to the root of all covetousness, +selfishness, and injustice, than the plain and ready rule, <i>to +do unto all men as I would they should do unto me</i>. If +my neighbor does me an injury, can I be at any loss how +to proceed with him, when I recollect the parable of the +unforgiving steward, who refused to pardon a debt of a +hundred pence, when his own ten thousand talents had been +remitted to him? I defy any man to retain habitual selfishness, +hardness of heart, or any other allowed sin, who +daily and conscientiously tries his own heart by this touchstone. +The straight rule will show the crooked practice to +every one who honestly tries the one by the other."</p> + +<p>"Why you seem to make Scripture a thing of general +application," said Mr. Johnson, "in cases in which many, I +fear, do not apply."</p> + +<p>"It applies to every thing, sir," replied the shepherd. +"When those men who are now disturbing the peace of the +world, and trying to destroy the confidence of God's children +in their Maker and their Saviour; when those men, I +say, came to my poor hovel with their new doctrines and +their new books, I would never look into one of them; for +I remember it was the first sin of the first pair to lose their +innocence for the sake of a little wicked knowledge; besides, +<i>my own book</i> told me—<i>To fear God and honor the +king—To meddle not with them who are given to change—Not +to speak evil of dignities—To render honor to whom +honor is due</i>. So that I was furnished with a little coat of +mail, as I may say, which preserved me, while those who +had no such armor fell into the snare."</p> + +<p>While they were thus talking, the children who had +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">[Pg 32]</a></span> +stood very quietly behind, and had not stirred a foot, now +began to scamper about all at once, and in a moment ran to +the window-seat to pick up their little old hats. Mr. Johnson +looked surprised at this disturbance; the shepherd asked his +pardon, telling him it was the sound of the church-bell which +had been the cause of their rudeness; for their mother had +brought them up with such a fear of being too late for +church, that it was but who could catch the first stroke of +the bell, and be first ready. He had always taught them +to think that nothing was more indecent than to get into +church after it was begun; for as the service opened with +an exhortation to repentance, and a confession of sin, it +looked very presumptuous not to feel ready to join it; it +looked as if people did not feel themselves to be sinners. +And though such as lived at a great distance might plead +difference of clocks as an excuse, yet those who lived +within the sound of the bell, could pretend neither ignorance +nor mistake.</p> + +<p>Mary and her children set forward. Mr. Johnson and +the shepherd followed, taking care to talk the whole way on +such subjects as might fit them for the solemn duties of the +place to which they were going. "I have often been sorry +to observe," said Mr. Johnson, "that many who are reckoned +decent, good kind of people, and who would on no account +neglect going to church, yet seem to care but little in what +frame or temper of mind they go thither. They will talk +of their worldly concerns till they get within the door, and +then take them up again the very minute the sermon is +over, which makes me ready to fear they lay too much +stress on the mere form of going to a place of worship. +Now, for my part, I always find that it requires a little time +to bring my mind into a state fit to do any <i>common</i> business +well, much more this great and most necessary business +of all." "Yes, sir," replied the shepherd; "and then +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_33" id="Page_33">[Pg 33]</a></span> +I think too how busy I should be in preparing my mind, if +I were going into the presence of a great gentleman, or a +lord, or the king; and shall the King of kings be treated +with less respect? Besides, one likes to see people feel as +if going to church was a thing of choice and pleasure, as +well as a duty, and that they were as desirous not to be +the last there, as they would be if they were going to a feast +or a fair."</p> + +<p>After service, Mr. Jenkins, the clergyman, who was well +acquainted with the character of Mr. Johnson, and had a +great respect for him, accosted him with much civility; expressing +his concern that he could not enjoy just now so +much of his conversation as he wished, as he was obliged +to visit a sick person at a distance, but hoped to have a little +talk with him before he left the village. As they walked +along together, Mr. Johnson made such inquiries about the +shepherd, as served to confirm him in the high opinion he +entertained of his piety, good sense, industry, and self-denial. +They parted; the clergyman promising to call in +at the cottage in his way home.</p> + +<p>The shepherd, who took it for granted that Mr. Johnson +was gone to the parsonage, walked home with his wife and +children, and was beginning in his usual way to catechise +and instruct his family, when Mr. Johnson came in, and insisted +that the shepherd should go on with his instruction +just as if he were not there. This gentleman, who was +very desirous of being useful to his own servants and workmen +in the way of instruction, was sometimes sorry to find +that though he took a good deal of pains, they now and +then did not quite understand him; for though his meaning +was very good, his language was not always very plain; +and though the <i>things</i> he said were not hard to be understood, +yet the <i>words</i> were, especially to such as were very +ignorant. And he now began to find out that if people +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_34" id="Page_34">[Pg 34]</a></span> +were ever so wise and good, yet if they had not a simple, +agreeable, and familiar way of expressing themselves, some +of their plain hearers would not be much the better for +them. For this reason he was not above listening to the +plain, humble way in which this honest man taught his +family; for though he knew that he himself had many advantages +over the shepherd, had more learning, and could +teach him many things, yet he was not too proud to learn +even of so poor a man, in any point where he thought the +shepherd might have the advantage of him.</p> + +<p>This gentleman was much pleased with the knowledge +and piety which he discovered in the answers of the children: +and desired the shepherd to tell him how he contrived to +keep up a sense of divine things in his own mind, and in +that of his family, with so little leisure, and so little reading. +"Oh! as to that, sir," said the shepherd, "we do not read +much except in one book, to be sure; but with my hearty +prayer for God's blessing on the use of that book, what +little knowledge is needful seems to come of course, as it +were. And my chief study has been to bring the fruits of +the Sunday reading into the week's business, and to keep +up the same sense of God in the heart, when the Bible is in +the cupboard as when it is in the hand. In short, to apply +what I read in the book to what I meet with in the field."</p> + +<p>"I don't quite understand you," said Mr. Johnson. "Sir," +replied the shepherd, "I have but a poor gift at conveying +these things to others, though I have much comfort from +them in my own mind; but I am sure that the most ignorant +and hard-working people, who are in earnest about +their salvation, may help to keep up devout thoughts and +good affections during the week, though they have had +hardly any time to look at a book; and it will help them to +keep out bad thoughts too; which is no small matter. But +then they must know the Bible; they must have read the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_35" id="Page_35">[Pg 35]</a></span> +word of God diligently, that is a kind of stock in trade for a +Christian to set up with; and it is this which makes me so +careful in teaching it to my children; and even in storing +their memories with Psalms and chapters. This is a great +help to a poor hard-working man, who will scarcely meet +with any thing in them but what he may turn to some good +account. If one lives in the fear and love of God, almost +every thing one sees abroad will teach one to adore his +power and goodness, and bring to mind some text of Scripture, +which shall fill his heart with thankfulness, and his +mouth with praise. When I look upward <i>the Heavens +declare the glory of God</i>, and shall I be silent and ungrateful? +If I look round and see the valleys standing thick +with corn, how can I help blessing that Power who <i>giveth +me all things richly to enjoy</i>? I may learn gratitude from +the beasts of the field, for the <i>ox knoweth his master, and +the ass his master's crib</i>, and shall a Christian not know, +shall a Christian not consider what great things God has +done for him? I, who am a shepherd, endeavor to fill my +soul with a constant remembrance of that good shepherd, +who <i>feedeth me in green pastures and maketh me to lie +down beside the still waters, and whose rod and staff comfort +me</i>. A religion, sir, which has its seat in the heart, +and its fruits in the life, takes up little time in the study, +and yet in another sense, true religion, which from sound +principles brings forth right practice, fills up the whole time +and life too as one may say."</p> + +<p>"You are happy," said Mr. Johnson, "in this retired life, +by which you escape the corruptions of the world." "Sir," +replied the shepherd, "I do not escape the corruptions of +my own evil nature. Even there, on that wild solitary hill, +I can find out that my heart is prone to evil thoughts. I +suppose, sir, that different states have different temptations. +You great folks that live in the world, perhaps, are exposed +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">[Pg 36]</a></span> +to some of which such a poor man as I am, knows nothing. +But to one who leads a lonely life like me, evil thoughts +are a chief besetting sin; and I can no more withstand +these without the grace of God, than a rich gentleman can +withstand the snares of evil company, without the same +grace. And I find that I stand in need of God's help continually, +and if he should give me up to my own evil heart I +should be lost."</p> + +<p>Mr. Johnson approved of the shepherd's sincerity, for he +had always observed, that where there was no humility, and +no watchfulness against sin, there was no religion, and he +said that the man who did not feel himself to be a sinner, in +his opinion could not be a Christian.</p> + +<p>Just as they were in this part of their discourse, Mr. +Jenkins, the clergyman, came in. After the usual salutations, +he said, "Well, shepherd, I wish you joy; I know you +will be sorry to gain any advantage by the death of a neighbor; +but old Wilson, my clerk, was so infirm, and I trust so +well prepared, that there is no reason to be sorry for his +death. I have been to pray by him, but he died while I +staid. I have always intended you should succeed to his +place: it is no great matter of profit, but every little is something."</p> + +<p>"No great matter, sir," cried the shepherd; "indeed it +is a great thing to me, it will more than pay my rent. +Blessed be God for all his goodness." Mary said nothing, +but lifted up her eyes full of tears in silent gratitude.</p> + +<p>"I am glad of this little circumstance," said Mr. Jenkins, +"not only for your sake but for the sake of the office itself. +I so heartily reverence every religious institution, that I +would never have the <i>amen</i> added to the excellent prayers +of our church, by vain or profane lips, and if it depended on +me, there should be no such thing in the land as an idle, +drunken, or irreligious parish clerk. Sorry I am to say +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_37" id="Page_37">[Pg 37]</a></span> +that this matter is not always sufficiently attended to, and +that I know some of a very indifferent character."</p> + +<p>Mr. Johnson now inquired of the clergyman whether +there were many children in the parish. "More than you +would expect," replied he, "from the seeming smallness of +it; but there are some little hamlets which you do not see." +"I think," returned Mr. Johnson, "I recollect that in the +conversation I had with the shepherd on the hill yonder, he +told me you had no Sunday School." "I am sorry to +say we have none," said the minister. "I do what I can +to remedy this misfortune by public catechising; but having +two or three churches to serve, I can not give so much +time as I wish to private instruction; and having a large +family of my own, and no assistance from others, I have +never been able to establish a school."</p> + +<p>"There is an excellent institution in London," said Mr. +Johnson, "called the Sunday School Society, which kindly +gives books and other helps, on the application of such pious +clergymen as stand in need of their aid, and which I am +sure would have assisted you, but I think we shall be able +to do something ourselves. Shepherd," continued he, "if I +were a king, and had it in my power to make you a rich +and a great man, with a word speaking, I would not do it. +Those who are raised by some sudden stroke, much above +the station in which divine Providence had placed them, +seldom turn out very good, or very happy. I have never +had any great things in my power, but as far as I have been +able, I have been always glad to assist the worthy. I have +however, never attempted or desired to set any poor man +much above his natural condition, but it is a pleasure to +me to lend him such assistance as may make that condition +more easy to himself, and put him in a way which shall call +him to the performance of more duties than perhaps he +could have performed without my help, and of performing +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[Pg 38]</a></span> +them in a better manner to others, and with more comfort +to himself. What rent do you pay for this cottage?"</p> + +<p>"Fifty shillings a year, sir."</p> + +<p>"It is in a sad tattered condition; is there not a better +to be had in the village?"</p> + +<p>"That in which the poor clerk lived," said the clergyman, +"is not only more tight and whole, but has two decent +chambers, and a very large light kitchen." "That will be +very convenient," replied Mr. Johnson; "pray what is the +rent?" "I think," said the shepherd, "poor neighbor Wilson +gave somewhat about four pounds a year, or it might +be guineas." "Very well," said Mr. Johnson, "and what +will the clerk's place be worth, think you?" "About three +pounds," was the answer.</p> + +<p>"Now," continued Mr. Johnson, "my plan is, that the +shepherd should take that house immediately; for as the +poor man is dead, there will be no need of waiting till quarter-day, +if I make up the difference." "True, sir," said Mr. +Jenkins, "and I am sure my wife's father, whom I expect +to-morrow, will willingly assist a little toward buying some +of the clerk's old goods. And the sooner they remove the +better, for poor Mary caught that bad rheumatism by sleeping +under a leaky thatch." The shepherd was too much +moved to speak, and Mary could hardly sob out, "Oh, sir! +you are too good; indeed this house will do very well." +"It may do very well for you and your children, Mary," +said Mr. Johnson, gravely, "but it will not do for a school; +the kitchen is neither large nor light enough. Shepherd," +continued he, "with your good minister's leave, and kind +assistance, I propose to set up in this parish a Sunday School, +and to make you the master. It will not at all interfere +with your weekly calling, and it is the only lawful way in +which you could turn the Sabbath into a day of some little +profit to your family, by doing, as I hope, a great deal of +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[Pg 39]</a></span> +good to the souls of others. The rest of the week you will +work as usual. The difference of rent between this house +and the clerk's I shall pay myself, for to put you in a better +house at your own expense would be no great act of kindness. +As for honest Mary, who is not fit for hard labor, or any +other out-of-door work, I propose to endow a small weekly +school, of which she shall be the mistress, and employ her +notable turn to good account, by teaching ten or a dozen +girls to knit, sew, spin, card, or any other useful way of +getting their bread; for all this I shall only pay her the +usual price, for I am not going to make you rich, but useful."</p> + +<p>"Not rich, sir?" cried the shepherd; "How can I ever +be thankful enough for such blessings? And will my poor +Mary have a dry thatch over her head? and shall I be able +to send for the doctor when I am like to lose her? Indeed +my cup runs over with blessings; I hope God will give me +humility." Here he and Mary looked at each other and +burst into tears. The gentlemen saw their distress, and +kindly walked out upon the little green before the door, +that these honest people might give vent to their feelings. +As soon as they were alone they crept into one corner of +the room, where they thought they could not be seen, and +fell on their knees, devoutly blessing and praising God for +his mercies. Never were more hearty prayers presented, +than this grateful couple offered up for their benefactors. +The warmth of their gratitude could only be equaled by +the earnestness with which they besought the blessing of +God on the work in which they were going to engage.</p> + +<p>The two gentlemen now left this happy family, and +walked to the parsonage, where the evening was spent in a +manner very edifying to Mr. Johnson, who the next day +took all proper measures for putting the shepherd in immediate +possession of his now comfortable habitation. Mr. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[Pg 40]</a></span> +Jenkins's father-in-law, the worthy gentleman who gave the +shepherd's wife the blankets, in the first part of this history, +arrived at the parsonage before Mr. Johnson left it, and assisted +in fitting up the clerk's cottage.</p> + +<p>Mr. Johnson took his leave, promising to call on the +worthy minister and his new clerk once a year, in his summer's +journey over the plain, as long as it should please +God to spare his life. He had every reason to be satisfied +with the objects of his bounty. The shepherd's zeal and +piety made him a blessing to the rising generation. The +old resorted to his school for the benefit of hearing the young +instructed; and the clergyman had the pleasure of seeing +that he was rewarded for the protection he gave the school +by the great increase in his congregation. The shepherd +not only exhorted both parents and children to the indispensable +duty of a regular attendance at church, but by his +pious counsels he drew them thither, and by his plain and +prudent instructions enabled them to understand, and of +course to delight in the public worship of God.</p> + + +<hr class="chapbreak" /> +<div><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[Pg 41]</a></span></div> + +<h2><a name="THE_TWO_SHOEMAKERS" id="THE_TWO_SHOEMAKERS"></a>THE TWO SHOEMAKERS</h2> +<hr class="decobreak" /> + + +<p><span class="smcap">Jack Brown</span> and <span class="smcap">James Stock</span>, were two lads apprenticed +at nearly the same time, to Mr. Williams, a shoemaker, in a +small town in Oxfordshire: they were pretty near the same +age, but of very different characters and dispositions.</p> + +<p>Brown was eldest son to a farmer in good circumstances, +who gave the usual apprentice fee with him. Being a wild, +giddy boy, whom his father could not well manage or instruct +in farming, he thought it better to send him out to +learn a trade at a distance, than to let him idle about at +home; for Jack always preferred bird's-nesting and marbles +to any other employment; he would trifle away the day, +when his father thought he was at school, with any boys he +could meet with, who were as idle as himself; and he could +never be prevailed upon to do, or to learn any thing, while +a game at taw could be had for love or money. All this +time his little brothers, much younger than himself, were +beginning to follow the plow, or to carry the corn to the +mill as soon as they were able to mount a cart-horse.</p> + +<p>Jack, however, who was a lively boy, and did not naturally +want either sense or good-nature, might have turned +out well enough, if he had not had the misfortune to be his +mother's favorite. She concealed and forgave all his faults. +To be sure he was a little wild, she would say, but he would +not make the worse man for that, for Jack had a good +spirit of his own, and she would not have it broke, and so +make a mope of the boy. The farmer, for a quiet life, as +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_42" id="Page_42">[Pg 42]</a></span> +it is called, gave up all these points to his wife, and, with +them, gave up the future virtue and happiness of his child. +He was a laborious and industrious man, but had no religion; +he thought only of the gains and advantages of the +present day, and never took the future into the account. +His wife managed him entirely, and as she was really notable, +he did not trouble his head about any thing further. +If she had been careless in her dairy, he would have stormed +and sworn; but as she only ruined one child by indulgence, +and almost broke the heart of the rest by unkindness, +he gave himself little concern about the matter. The +cheese, certainly was good, and that indeed is a great point; +but she was neglectful of her children, and a tyrant to her +servants. Her husband's substance, indeed, was not wasted, +but his happiness was not consulted. His house, it is true, +was not dirty, but it was the abode of fury, ill-temper, and +covetousness. And the farmer, though he did not care for +liquor, was too often driven to the public-house in the evening, +because his own was neither quiet nor comfortable. +The mother was always scolding, and the children were always +crying.</p> + +<p>Jack, however, notwithstanding his idleness, picked up a +little reading and writing, but never would learn to cast an +account: that was too much labor. His mother was desirous +he should continue at school, not so much for the sake +of his learning, which she had not sense enough to value, +but to save her darling from the fatigue of labor: for if he +had not gone to school, she knew he must have gone to +work, and she thought the former was the least tiresome of +the two. Indeed, this foolish woman had such an opinion +of his genius, that she used, from a child, to think he was +too wise for any thing but a parson, and hoped she would +live to see him one. She did not wish to see her son a +minister because she loved either learning or piety, but because +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_43" id="Page_43">[Pg 43]</a></span> +she thought it would make Jack a gentleman, and set +him above his brothers.</p> + +<p>Farmer Brown still hoped that though Jack was likely +to make but an idle and ignorant farmer, yet he might +make no bad tradesman, when he should be removed from +the indulgences of a father's house, and from a silly mother, +whose fondness kept him back in every thing. This woman +was enraged when she found that so fine a scholar, as +she took Jack to be, was to be put apprentice to a shoemaker. +The farmer, however, for the first time in his life, +would have his own way, and too apt to mind only what is +falsely called <i>the main chance</i>, instead of being careful to +look out for a sober, prudent, and religious master for his +son, he left all that to accident, as if it had been a thing of +little or no consequence. This is a very common fault; and +fathers who are guilty of it, are in a great measure answerable +for the future sins and errors of their children, when +they come out into the world, and set up for themselves. +If a man gives his son a good education, a good example, +and a good master, it is indeed <i>possible</i> that the son may +not turn out well, but it does not often happen; and when +it does, the father has no blame resting on him, and it is a +great point toward a man's comfort to have his conscience +quiet in that respect, however God may think fit to overrule +events.</p> + +<p>The farmer, however, took care to desire his friends to +inquire for a shoemaker who had good business, and was a +good workman; and the mother did not forget to put in +her word, and desired that it might be one who was not <i>too +strict</i>, for Jack had been brought up tenderly, was a meek +boy, and could not bear to be contradicted in any thing. +And this is the common notion of meekness among people +who do not take up their notions on rational and Christian +grounds. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_44" id="Page_44">[Pg 44]</a></span></p> + +<p>Mr. Williams was recommended to the farmer as being +the best shoemaker in the town in which he lived, and far +from a strict master, and, without further inquiries, to Mr. +Williams he went.</p> + +<p>James Stock, who was the son of an honest laborer in +the next village, was bound out by the parish in consideration +of his father having so numerous a family, that he was +not able to put him out himself. James was in every thing +the very reverse of his new companion. He was a modest, +industrious, pious youth, and though so poor, and the child +of a laborer, was a much better scholar than Jack, who was +a wealthy farmer's son. His father had, it is true, been able +to give him but very little schooling, for he was obliged to +be put to work when quite a child. When very young, he +used to run of errands for Mr. Thomas, the curate of the +parish; a very kind-hearted young gentleman, who boarded +next door to his father's cottage. He used also to rub down +and saddle his horse, and do any other little job for him, in +the most civil, obliging manner. All this so recommended +him to the clergyman, that he would often send for him of +an evening, after he had done his day's work in the field, +and condescend to teach him himself to write and cast accounts, +as well as to instruct him in the principles of his +religion. It was not merely out of kindness for the little +good-natured services James did him, that he showed him +this favor, but also for his readiness in the <a class="corr" name="TC_2" id="TC_2" title="cathecism">catechism</a>, and +his devout behavior at church.</p> + +<p>The first thing that drew the minister's attention to this +boy, was the following: he had frequently given him half-pence +and pence for holding his horse and carrying him to water +before he was big enough to be further useful to him. On +Christmas day he was surprised to see James at church, reading +out of a handsome new prayer-book; he wondered how +he came by it, for he knew there was nobody in the parish +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_45" id="Page_45">[Pg 45]</a></span> +likely to have given it to him, for at that time there were +no Sunday Schools; and the father could not afford it, he +was sure.</p> + +<p>"Well, James," said he, as he saw him when they came +out, "you made a good figure at church to-day: it made +you look like a man and a Christian, not only to have so +handsome a book, but to be so ready in all parts of the service. +How can you buy that book?" James owned modestly +that he had been a whole year saving up the money +by single half-pence, all of which had been of the minister's +own giving, and that in all that time he had not spent +a single farthing on his own diversions. "My dear boy," +said the good Mr. Thomas, "I am much mistaken if thou +dost not turn out well in the world, for two reasons:—first, +from thy saving turn and self-denying temper; and next, +because thou didst devote the first eighteen-pence thou wast +ever worth in the world to so good a purpose."</p> + +<p>James bowed and blushed, and from that time Mr. Thomas +began to take more notice of him, and to instruct him +as I said above. As James soon grew able to do him more +considerable service, he would now and then give him a sixpence. +This he constantly saved till it became a little sum, +with which he bought shoes and stockings; well knowing +that his poor father, with a large family and low wages, +could not buy them for him. As to what little money he +earned himself by his daily labor in the field, he constantly +carried it to his mother every Saturday night, to buy bread +for the family, which was a pretty help to them.</p> + +<p>As James was not overstout in his make, his father thankfully +accepted the offer of the parish officers to bind out +his son to a trade. This good man, however, had not, like +farmer Brown, the liberty of choosing a master for his son; +or he would carefully have inquired if he was a proper man +to have the care of youth; but Williams the shoemaker +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_46" id="Page_46">[Pg 46]</a></span> +was already fixed on, by those who were to put the boy +out, who told him if he wanted a master it must be him or +none; for the overseers had a better opinion of Williams +than he deserved, and thought it would be the making of +the boy to go to him. The father knew that beggars must +not be choosers, so he fitted out James for his new place, +having indeed little to give him besides his blessing.</p> + +<p>The worthy Mr. Thomas, however, kindly gave him an +old coat and waistcoat, which his mother, who was a neat +and notable woman, contrived to make up for him herself +without a farthing expense, and when it was turned and +made fit for his size, it made a very handsome suit for Sundays, +and lasted him a couple of years.</p> + +<p>And here let me stop to remark what a pity it is, that +poor women so seldom are able or willing to do these sort +of little handy jobs themselves; and that they do not +oftener bring up their daughters to be more useful in family +work. They are great losers by it every way, not only as +they are disqualifying their girls from making good wives +hereafter but they are losers in point of present advantage; +for gentry could much oftener afford to give a poor boy a +jacket or a waistcoat, if it was not for the expense of making +it, which adds very much to the cost. To my certain +knowledge, many poor women would often get an old coat, +or a bit of coarse new cloth given to them to fit out a boy, +if the mother or sisters were known to be able to cut out +to advantage, and to make it up decently themselves. But +half a crown for the making a bit of kersey, which costs +but a few shillings, is more than many very charitable gentry +can afford to give—so they often give nothing at all, +when they see the mothers so little able to turn it to advantage. +It is hoped they will take this hint kindly, as it is +meant for their good.</p> + +<p>But to return to our two young shoemakers. They were +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_47" id="Page_47">[Pg 47]</a></span> +both now settled, at Mr. Williams's who, as he was known +to be a good workman had plenty of business—he had +sometimes two or three journeymen, but no apprentices +but Jack and James.</p> + +<p>Jack, who, with all his faults, was a keen, smart boy, took +to learn the trade quick enough, but the difficulty was to +make him stick two hours together to his work. At every +noise he heard in the street down went the work—the last +one way, the upper leather another; the sole dropped on +the ground, and the thread dragged after him, all the way +up the street. If a blind fiddler, a ballad singer, a mountebank, +a dancing bear, or a drum were heard at a distance +out ran Jack, nothing could stop him, and not a <a class="corr" name="TC_3" id="TC_3" title="stich">stitch</a> more +could he be prevailed on to do that day. Every duty, +every promise was forgotten for the present pleasure—he +could not resist the smallest temptation—he never stopped +for a moment to consider whether a thing was right +or wrong, but whether he liked or disliked it. And as his +ill-judging mother took care to send him privately a good +supply of pocket-money, that deadly bane to all youthful +virtue, he had generally a few pence ready to spend, and +to indulge in the present diversion, whatever it was. And +what was still worse even than spending his money, he spent +his time too, or rather his master's time. Of this he was +continually reminded by James, to whom he always answered, +"What have you to complain about? It is nothing +to you or any one else; I spend nobody's money but my +own." "That may be," replied the other, "but you can not +say it is your own time that you spend." He insisted upon +it, that it was; but James fetched down their indentures, +and there showed him that he had solemnly bound himself by +that instrument, not to waste his master's property. "Now," +quoth James, "thy own time is a very valuable part of thy +master's property." To this he replied, "every one's time +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_48" id="Page_48">[Pg 48]</a></span> +was his own, and he should not sit moping all day over his +last—for his part, he thanked God he was no parish 'prentice."</p> + +<p>James did not resent this piece of foolish impertinence, +as some silly lads would have done; nor fly out into a +violent passion: for even at this early age he had begun to +learn of Him <i>who was meek and lowly of heart</i>; and +therefore <i>when he was reviled, he reviled not again</i>. On +the contrary he was so very kind and gentle, that even Jack, +vain and idle as he was, could not help loving him, though +he took care never to follow his advice.</p> + +<p>Jack's fondness for his boyish and silly diversions in the +street, soon produced the effects which might naturally be +expected; and the same idleness which led him to fly out +into the town at the sound of a fiddle or the sight of a puppet-show +soon led him to those places to which all these +fiddles and shows naturally led; I mean the <i>ale-house</i>. The +acquaintance picked up in the street was carried on at the +Grayhound; and the idle pastimes of the boy soon led to +the destructive vices of the man.</p> + +<p>As he was not an ill-tempered youth, nor naturally much +given to drink, a sober and prudent master, who had been +steady in his management and regular in his own conduct, +who would have recommended good advice by a good example, +might have made something of Jack. But I am +sorry to say, that Mr. Williams, though a good workman, +and not a very hard or severe master, was neither a sober +nor a steady man—so far from it that he spent much more +time at the Grayhound than at home. There was no order +either in his shop or family, he left the chief care of his +business to his two young apprentices; and being but a +worldly man, he was at first disposed to show favor to Jack, +much more than to James, because he had more money, +and his father was better in the world than the father of +poor James. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49">[Pg 49]</a></span></p> + +<p>At first, therefore, he was disposed to consider James as a +sort of drudge; who was to do all the menial work of the +family, and he did not care how little he taught him of his +trade. With Mrs. Williams the matter was still worse; she +constantly called him away from the business of his trade to +wash the house, nurse the child, turn the spit, or run of errands. +And here I must remark, that though parish apprentices +are bound in duty to be submissive to both master and +mistress, and always to make themselves as useful as they +can in the family, and to be civil and humble; yet on the +other hand, it is the duty of masters always to remember, +that if they are paid for instructing them in their trade, +they ought conscientiously to instruct them in it, and not +to employ them the greater part of their time in such +household or other drudgery, as to deprive them of the opportunity +of acquiring their trade. This practice is not the +less unjust because it is common.</p> + +<p>Mr. Williams soon found out that his favorite Jack would +be of little use to him in the shop; for though he worked +well enough, he did not care how little he did. Nor could +he be of the least use to his master in keeping an account, +or writing out a bill upon occasion, for, as he never could +be made to learn to cipher, he did not know addition from +multiplication.</p> + +<p>One day one of the customers called at the shop in a +great hurry, and desired his bill might be made out that +minute. Mr. Williams, having taken a cup too much, made +several attempts to put down a clear account, but the more +he tried, the less he found himself able to do it. James, who +was sitting at his last, rose up, and with great modesty +asked his master if he would please give him leave to make +out the bill, saying, that though but a poor scholar, he would +do his best, rather than keep the gentleman waiting. Williams +gladly accepted his offer, and confused as his head +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_50" id="Page_50">[Pg 50]</a></span> +was with liquor, he yet was able to observe with what neatness, +dispatch, and exactness, the account was drawn out. +From that time he no longer considered James as a drudge, +but as one fitted for the high departments of the trade, and +he was now regularly employed to manage the accounts, +with which all the customers were so well pleased, that it +contributed greatly to raise him in his master's esteem; for +there were now never any of those blunders of false charges +for which the shop had before been so famous.</p> + +<p>James went on in a regular course of industry, and soon +became the best workman Mr. Williams had; but there +were many things in the family which he greatly disapproved. +Some of the journeymen used to swear, drink, and +sing very licentious songs. All these things were a great +grief to his sober mind; he complained to his master, who +only laughed at him; and, indeed, as Williams did the same +himself, he put it out of his power to correct his servants, +if he had been so disposed. James, however, used always +to reprove them, with great mildness indeed, but with great +seriousness also. This, but still more his own excellent example, +produced at length very good effects on such of the +men as were not quite hardened in sin.</p> + +<p>What grieved him most, was the manner in which the +Sunday was spent. The master lay in bed all the morning; +nor did the mother or her children ever go to church, except +there was some new finery to be shown, or a christening +to be attended. The town's-people were coming to the +shop all the morning, for work which should have been +sent home the night before, had not the master been at the +ale-house. And what wounded James to the very soul was, +that the master expected the two apprentices to carry home +shoes to the country customers on the Sunday morning; +which he wickedly thought was a saving of time, as it prevented +their hindering their work on the Saturday. These +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51">[Pg 51]</a></span> +shameful practices greatly afflicted poor James; he begged +his master with tears in his eyes, to excuse him, but he only +laughed at his squeamish conscience, as he called it.</p> + +<p>Jack did not dislike this part of the business, and generally +after he had delivered his parcel, wasted good part of +the day in nutting, playing at fives, or dropping in at +the public house: any thing was better to Jack than going +to church.</p> + +<p>James, on the other hand, when he was compelled, sorely +against his conscience, to carry home any goods on a Sunday +morning, always got up as soon as it was light, knelt +down and prayed heartily to God to forgive him a sin which +it was not in his power to avoid; he took care not to lose +a moment by the way, but as he was taking his walk with +the utmost speed, to leave his shoes with the customers, he +spent his time in endeavoring to keep up good thoughts in +his mind, and praying that the day might come when his +conscience might be delivered from this grievous burden. +He was now particularly thankful that Mr. Thomas had +formerly taught him so many psalms and chapters, which +he used to repeat in these walks with great devotion.</p> + +<p>He always got home before the rest of the family were +up, dressed himself very clean, and went twice to church; +as he greatly disliked the company and practices of his +master's house, particularly on the Sabbath-day; he preferred +spending his evening alone, reading the Bible, which I had +forgot to say the worthy clergyman had given him when +he left his native village. Sunday evening, which is to +some people such a burden, was to James the highest holiday. +He had formerly learned a little how to sing a psalm +of the clerk of his own parish, and this was now become a +very delightful part of his evening exercise. And as Will +Simpson, one of the journeymen, by James's advice and example, +was now beginning to be of a more serious way of +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_52" id="Page_52">[Pg 52]</a></span> +thinking, he often asked him to sit an hour with him, when +they read the Bible, and talked it over together in a manner +very pleasant and improving; and as Will was a famous +singer, a psalm or two sung together was a very innocent +pleasure.</p> + +<p>James's good manners and civility to the customers drew +much business to the shop; and his skill as a workman +was so great, that every one desired that his shoes might +be made by James. Williams grew so very idle and negligent, +that he now totally neglected his affairs, and to hard +drinking added deep gaming. All James's care, both of +the shop and the accounts, could not keep things in any +tolerable order: he represented to his master that they were +growing worse and worse, and exhorted him, if he valued +his credit as a tradesman, his comfort as a husband and +father, his character as a master, and his soul as a Christian, +to turn over a new leaf. Williams swore a great oath, that +he would not be restrained in his pleasures to please a canting +parish 'prentice, nor to humor a parcel of squalling +brats—that let people say what they would of him, they +should never say he was a <i>hypocrite</i>, and as long as they +could not call him that, he did not care what else they called +him.</p> + +<p>In a violent passion he immediately went to the Grayhound, +where he now spent not only every evening, which +he had long done, but good part of the day and night also. +His wife was very dressy, extravagant, and fond of company, +and wasted at home as fast as her husband spent abroad, so +that all the neighbors said, if it had not been for James, his +master must have been a bankrupt long ago, but they were +sure he could not hold it much longer.</p> + +<p>As Jack Brown sung a good song, and played many +diverting tricks, Williams liked his company; and often allowed +him to make one at the Grayhound, where he would +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[Pg 53]</a></span> +laugh heartily at his stories; so that every one thought +Jack was much the greater favorite—so he was as a companion +in frolic, and foolery, and <i>pleasure</i>, as it is called; +but he would not trust him with an inch of leather or sixpence +in money: No, no—when business was to be done, +or trust was to be reposed, James was the man: the idle +and the drunken never trust one another, if they have common +sense. They like to laugh, and sing, and riot, and +drink together, but when they want a friend, a counselor, a +helper in business or in trouble, they go further afield; and +Williams, while he would drink with Jack, would trust +James with untold gold; and even was foolishly tempted +to neglect his business the more from knowing that he had +one at home who was taking care of it.</p> + +<p>In spite of all James's care and diligence, however, +things were growing worse and worse; the more James +saved, the more his master and mistress spent. One morning, +just as the shop was opened, and James had set every +body to their respective work, and he himself was settling +the business for the day, he found that his master was not +yet come from the Grayhound. As this was now become +a common case, he only grieved but did not wonder at it. +While he was indulging sad thoughts on what would be +the end of all this, in ran the tapster from the Grayhound +out of breath, and with a look of terror and dismay, desired +James would step over to the public house with him +that moment, for that his master wanted him.</p> + +<p>James went immediately, surprised at this unusual message. +When he got into the kitchen of the public house, +which he now entered for the first time in his life, though +it was just opposite to the house in which he lived, he was +shocked at the beastly disgusting appearance of every thing +he beheld. There was a table covered with tankards, +punch-bowls, broken glasses, pipes, and dirty greasy packs +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_54" id="Page_54">[Pg 54]</a></span> +of cards, and all over wet with liquor; the floor was +strewed with broken earthen cups, old cards, and an EO +table which had been shivered to pieces in a quarrel; behind +the table stood a crowd of dirty fellows, with matted +locks, hollow eyes, and faces smeared with tobacco; James +made his way after the tapster, through this wretched looking +crew, to a settle which stood in the chimney-corner. +Not a word was uttered, but the silent horror seemed +to denote something more than a mere common drunken +bout.</p> + +<p>What was the dismay of James, when he saw his miserable +master stretched out on the settle, in all the agonies +of death! He had fallen into a fit; after having drunk +hard best part of the night, and seemed to have but a few +minutes to live. In his frightful countenance, was displayed +the dreadful picture of sin and death, for he struggled at +once under the guilt of intoxication, and the pangs of a +dying man. He recovered his senses for a few moments, +and called out to ask if his faithful servant was come. +James went up to him, took him by his cold hand, but was +too much moved to speak. "Oh! James, James," cried +he in a broken voice, "pray for me, comfort me." James +spoke kindly to him, but was too honest to give him false +comfort, as it is too often done by mistaken friends in these +dreadful moments.</p> + +<p>"James," said he, "I have been a bad master to you—you +would have saved me, soul and body, but I would not +let you—I have ruined my wife, my children, and my own +soul. Take warning, oh, take warning by my miserable +end," said he to his stupefied companions: but none were +able to attend to him but James, who bid him lift up his +heart to God, and prayed heartily for him himself. "Oh!" +said the dying man, "it is too late, too late for me—but +you have still time," said he to the half-drunken, terrified +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_55" id="Page_55">[Pg 55]</a></span> +crew around him. "Where is Jack?" Jack Brown came +forward, but was too much frightened to speak. "Oh, +wretched boy!" said he, "I fear I shall have the ruin of +thy soul, as well as my own to answer for. Stop short! +Take warning—now in the days of thy youth. O James, +James, thou dost not pray for me. Death is dreadful to the +wicked—Oh, the sting of death to a guilty conscience!" +Here he lifted up his ghastly eyes in speechless horror, +grasped hard at the hand of James, gave a deep hollow +groan, and closed his eyes, never to open them but in an +awful eternity.</p> + +<p>This was death in all its horrors! The gay companions of +his sinful pleasures could not stand the sight; all slunk +away like guilty thieves from their late favorite friend—no +one was left to assist him, but his two apprentices. Brown +was not so hardened but that he shed many tears for his +unhappy master; and even made some hasty resolutions of +amendment, which were too soon forgotten.</p> + +<p>While Brown stepped home to call the workmen to come +and assist in removing their poor master, James staid alone +with the corpse, and employed these awful moments in indulging +the most serious thoughts, and praying heartily to +God, that so terrible a lesson might not be thrown away +upon him; but that he might be enabled to live in a constant +state of preparation for death. The resolutions he +made at this moment, as they were not made in his own +strength, but in an humble reliance on God's gracious help, +were of use to him as long as he lived; and if ever he +was for a moment tempted to say, or do a wrong thing, +the remembrance of his poor dying master's long agonies, +and the dreadful words he uttered, always operated as an +instant check upon him.</p> + +<p>When Williams was buried, and his affairs came to be +inquired into, they were found to be in a sad condition. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_56" id="Page_56">[Pg 56]</a></span> +His wife, indeed, was the less to be pitied, as she had contributed +her full share to the common ruin. James, however, +did pity her, and by his skill in accounts, his known +honesty, and the trust the creditors put in his word, +things came to be settled rather better than Mrs. Williams +had expected.</p> + +<p>Both Brown and James were now within a month or two +of being out of their time. The creditors, as we said before, +employed James to settle his late master's accounts, +which he did in a manner so creditable to his abilities, and +his honesty, that they proposed to him to take the shop +himself. He assured them it was utterly out of his power +for want of money. As the creditors had not the least fear +of being repaid, if it should please God to spare his life, +they generously agreed among themselves to advance him +a small sum of money without any security but his bond; +for this he was to pay a very reasonable interest, and to return +the whole in a given number of years. James shed +tears of gratitude at this testimony to his character, and +could hardly be prevailed on to accept their kindness, so +great was his dread of being in debt.</p> + +<p>He took the remainder of the lease from his mistress; +and in settling affairs with her, took care to make every +thing as advantageous to her as possible. He never once +allowed himself to think how unkind she had been to him; +he only saw in her the needy widow of his deceased master, +and the distressed mother of an infant family; and was +heartily sorry it was not in his power to contribute to their +support; it was not only James's duty, but his delight, to +return good for evil—for he was a Christian.</p> + +<p>James Stock was now, by the blessing of God, on his +own earnest endeavors, master of a considerable shop, and +was respected by the whole town for his prudence, honesty, +and piety. How he behaved in his new station, and also +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_57" id="Page_57">[Pg 57]</a></span> +what befell his comrade Brown, must be the subject of another +book; and I hope my readers will look forward with +some impatience for some further account of this worthy +young man. In the mean time, other apprentices will do +well to follow so praiseworthy an example, and to remember +that the respectable master of a large shop, and of a profitable +business, was raised to that creditable situation, without +money, friends, or connections, from the low beginning +of a parish apprentice, by sobriety, industry, the fear of +God, and an obedience to the divine principles of the +Christian religion.</p> + + +<hr class="secbreak" /> +<h3>PART II. +<span class="subheading2"><br />THE APPRENTICE TURNED MASTER.</span> +</h3> + +<p>The first part of this history left off with the dreadful +sudden death of Williams, the idle shoemaker, who died in +a drunken fit at the Grayhound. It also showed how James +Stock, his faithful apprentice, by his honest and upright behavior, +so gained the love and respect of his late master's +creditors, that they set him up in business, though he was +not worth a shilling of his own—such is the power of a +good character! And when we last parted from him he had +just got possession of his master's shop.</p> + +<p>This sudden prosperity was a time of trial for James, +who, as he was now become a creditable tradesman, I shall +hereafter think proper to call Mr. James Stock. I say, this +sudden rise in life was a time of trial; for we hardly know +what we are ourselves till we become our own masters. +There is indeed always a reasonable hope that a good +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_58" id="Page_58">[Pg 58]</a></span> +servant will not make a bad master, and that a faithful apprentice +will prove an honest tradesman. But the heart of +man is deceitful, and some folks who seem to behave very +well while they are under subjection, no sooner get a little +power than their heads are turned, and they grow prouder +than those who are gentlemen born. They forget at once +that they were lately poor and dependent themselves, so +that one would think that with their poverty they had lost +their memory too. I have known some who had suffered +most hardships in their early days, become the most hard +and oppressive in their turn: so that they seem to forget +that fine considerate reason, which God gives to the +children of Israel why they should be merciful to their +servants, <i>remembering</i>, said he, <i>that thou thyself wast a +bond-man</i>.</p> + +<p>Young Mr. Stock did not so forget himself. He had indeed +the only sure guard from falling into this error. It +was not from any easiness in his natural disposition, for +that only just serves to make folks good-natured when they +are pleased, and patient when they have nothing to vex +them. James went upon higher ground. He brought his +religion into all his actions; he did not give way to abusive +language, because he knew it was a sin. He did not use +his apprentices ill, because he knew he had himself a Master +in heaven.</p> + +<p>He knew he owed his present happy situation to the +kindness of the creditors. But did he grow easy and careless +because he knew he had such friends? No indeed. He +worked with double diligence in order to get out of debt, +and to let these friends see he did not abuse their kindness. +Such behavior as this is the greatest encouragement in the +world to rich people to lend a little money. It creates +friends, and it keeps them.</p> + +<p>His shoes and boots were made in the best manner; this +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_59" id="Page_59">[Pg 59]</a></span> +<i>got</i> him business; he set out with a rule to tell no lies, and +deceive no customers; this <i>secured</i> his business. He had +two reasons for not promising to send home goods when he +knew he should not be able to keep his word. The first, +because he knew a lie was a sin, the next, because it was a +folly. There is no credit sooner worn out than that which +is gained by false pretenses. After a little while no one is +deceived by them. Falsehood is so soon detected, that I +believe most tradesmen are the poorer for it in the long +run. Deceit is the worst part of a shopkeeper's stock in +trade.</p> + +<p>James was now at the head of a family. This is a serious +situation (said he to himself, one fine summer's evening, +as he stood leaning over the half-door of his shop to +enjoy a little fresh air); I am now master of a family. My +cares are doubled, and so are my duties. I see the higher +one gets in life the more one has to answer for. Let me +now call to mind the sorrow I used to feel when I was made +to carry work home on a Sunday by an ungodly master: +and let me now <i>keep</i> the resolution I then formed.</p> + +<p>So what his heart found right to do, he resolved to do +quickly; and he set out at first as he meant to go on. The +Sunday was truly a day of rest at Mr. Stock's. He would +not allow a pair of shoes to be given out on that day, to +oblige the best customer he had. And what did he lose +by it? Why, nothing. For when the people were once +used to it, they liked Saturday night just as well. But had +it been otherwise, he would have given up his gains to his +conscience.</p> + + +<h4>SHOWING HOW MR. STOCK BEHAVED TO HIS APPRENTICES.</h4> + +<p>When he got up in the world so far as to have apprentices, +he thought himself as accountable for their behavior +as if they had been his children. He was very kind to +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_60" id="Page_60">[Pg 60]</a></span> +them, and had a cheerful merry way of talking to them, so +that the lads who had seen too much of swearing, reprobate +masters, were fond of him. They were never afraid of +speaking to him; they told him all their little troubles, and +considered their master as their best friend, for they said +they would do any thing for a good word and a kind look. +As he did not swear at them when they had been guilty of +a fault, they did not lie to him to conceal it, and thereby +make one fault two. But though he was very kind, he was +very watchful also, for he did not think neglect any part of +kindness. He brought them to adopt one very pretty +method, which was, on a Sunday evening to divert themselves +with writing out half a dozen texts of Scripture in a +neat copy-book with gilt covers. You have the same at +any of the stationers; they do not cost above fourpence +and will last nearly a year.</p> + +<p>When the boys carried him their books, he justly commended +him whose texts were written in the fairest hand. +"And now, my boys," said he, "let us see which of you will +learn your texts best in the course of the week; he who +does this shall choose for next Sunday." Thus the boys +soon got many psalms and chapters by heart, almost without +knowing how they came by them. He taught them +how to make a practical use of what they learned: "for," +said he, "it will answer little purpose to learn texts if we +do not try to live up to them." One of the boys being apt +to play in his absence, and to run back again to his work +when he heard his master's step, he brought him to a sense +of his fault by the last Sunday's text, which happened to be +the sixth of Ephesians. He showed him what was meant +by <i>being obedient to his master in singleness of heart as +unto Christ</i>, and explained to him with so much kindness +what it was, <i>not to work with eye-service as men-pleasers, +but doing the will of God from the heart</i>, that the lad said +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_61" id="Page_61">[Pg 61]</a></span> +he should never forget it, and it did more toward curing him +of idleness than the soundest horse-whipping would have done.</p> + + +<h4>HOW MR. STOCK GOT OUT OF DEBT.</h4> + +<p>Stock's behavior was very regular, and he was much beloved +for his kind and peaceable temper. He had also a +good reputation for skill in his trade, and his industry was +talked of through the whole town, so that he had soon +more work than he could possibly do. He paid all his +dealers to the very day, and took care to carry his interest +money to the creditors the moment it became due. In two +or three years he was able to begin to pay off a small part +of the principal. His reason for being so eager to pay +money as soon as it became due, was this: he had observed +tradesmen, and especially his old master, put off the day +of payment as long as they could, even though they had +the means of paying in their power. This deceived them: +for having money in their pockets they forgot it belonged +to the creditor, and not to themselves, and so got to fancy +they were rich when they were really poor. This false notion +led them to indulge in idle expenses, whereas, if they +had paid regularly, they would have had this one temptation +the less: a young tradesman, when he is going to +spend money, should at least ask himself, "Whether this +money is his own or his creditors'?" This little question +might help to prevent many a bankruptcy.</p> + +<p>A true Christian always goes heartily to work to find out +what is his besetting sin; and when he has found it (which +he easily may if he looks sharp), against this sin he watches +narrowly. Now I know it is the fashion among some folks +(and a bad fashion it is), to fancy that good people have no +sin; but this only shows their ignorance. It is not true. +That good man, St. Paul, knew better.<a name="FNanchor_3" id="FNanchor_3"></a><a href="#Footnote_3" class="fnanchor">[3]</a> And when men do +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_62" id="Page_62">[Pg 62]</a></span> +not own their sins, it is not because there is no sin in their +hearts, but because they are not anxious to search for it, nor +humble to confess it, nor penitent to mourn over it. But +this was not the case with James Stock. "Examine yourselves +truly," said he, "is no bad part of the catechism." +He began to be afraid that his desire of living creditably, +and without being a burden to any one, might, under the +mask of honesty and independence, lead him into pride and +covetousness. He feared that the bias of his heart lay that +way. So instead of being proud of his sobriety; instead +of bragging that he never spent his money idly, nor went to +the ale-house; instead of boasting how hard he worked and +how he denied himself, he strove in secret that even these +good qualities might not grow out of a wrong root. The +following event was of use to him in the way of indulging +any disposition to covetousness.</p> + +<p>One evening as he was standing at the door of his shop, +a poor dirty boy, without stockings and shoes, came up and +asked him for a bit of broken victuals, for he had eaten +nothing all day. In spite of his dirt and rags he was a +very pretty, lively, civil spoken boy, and Mr. Stock could +not help thinking he knew something of his face. He +fetched him out a good piece of bread and cheese, and +while the boy was devouring it, asked him if he had no parents, +and why he went about in that vagabond manner? +"Daddy has been dead some years," said the boy; "he died +in a fit over at the Grayhound. Mammy says he used to +live at this shop, and then we did not want for clothes nor +victuals neither." Stock was melted almost to tears on +finding that this dirty beggar boy was Tommy Williams, +the son of his old master. He blessed God on comparing +his own happy condition with that of this poor destitute +child, but he was not prouder at the comparison; and while +he was thankful for his own prosperity, he pitied the helpless +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_63" id="Page_63">[Pg 63]</a></span> +boy. "Where have you been living of late?" said he +to him, "for I understand you all went home to your mother's +friends." "So we did, sir," said the boy, "but they are +grown tired of maintaining us, because they said that mammy +spent all the money which should have gone to buy +victuals for us, on snuff and drams. And so they have sent +us back to this place, which is daddy's parish."</p> + +<p>"And where do you live here?" said Mr. Stock. "O, sir, +we were all put into the parish poor-house." "And does +your mother do any thing to help to maintain you?" +"No, sir, for mammy says she was not brought up to work +like poor folks, and she would rather starve than spin or +knit; so she lies a-bed all the morning, and sends us about +to pick up what we can, a bit of victuals or a few half-pence." +"And have you any money in your pocket now?" +"Yes, sir, I have got three half-pence which I have begged +to-day." "Then, as you were so very hungry, how came +you not to buy a roll at that baker's over the way?" "Because, +sir, I was going to lay it out in tea for mammy, for I +never lay out a farthing for myself. Indeed mammy says +she <i>will</i> have her tea twice a-day if we beg or starve for it." +"Can you read, my boy?" said Mr. Stock: "A little, sir, +and say my prayers too." "And can you say your catechism?" +"I have almost forgotten it all, sir, though I remember +something about <i>honoring my father and mother</i>, +and that makes me still carry the half-pence home to mammy +instead of buying cakes." "Who taught you these +good things?" "One Jemmy Stock, sir, who was a parish +'prentice to my daddy. He taught me one question out of +the catechism every night, and always made me say my prayers +to him before I went to bed. He told me I should go +to the wicked place if I did not fear God, so I am still afraid +to tell lies like the other boys. Poor Jemmy gave me a piece +of ginger bread every time I learnt well; but I have no +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_64" id="Page_64">[Pg 64]</a></span> +friend now; Jemmy was very good to me, though mammy +did nothing but beat him."</p> + +<p>Mr. Stock was too much moved to carry on the discourse; +he did not make himself known to the boy, but took him +over to the baker's shop; as they walked along he could +not help repeating aloud a verse or two of that beautiful +hymn so deservedly the favorite of all children:</p> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">"Not more than others I deserve,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Yet God hath given me more;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">For I have food while others starve,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Or beg from door to door."<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<p>The little boy looked up in his face, saying, "Why, sir, +that's the very hymn which Jemmy Stock gave me a penny +for learning." Stock made no answer, but put a couple of +threepenny loaves into his hand to carry home, and told +him to call on him again at such a time in the following +week.</p> + + +<h4>HOW MR. STOCK CONTRIVED TO BE CHARITABLE WITHOUT +ANY EXPENSE.</h4> + +<p>Stock had abundant subject for meditation that night. +He was puzzled what to do with the boy. While he was +carrying on his trade upon borrowed money, he did not +think it right to give any part of that money, to assist the +idle, or even help the distressed. "I must be just," said he, +"before I am generous." Still he could not bear to see this +fine boy given up to a certain ruin. He did not think it +safe to take him into his shop in his present ignorant, unprincipled +state. At last he hit upon this thought: I work for +myself twelve hours in the day. Why shall I not work one +hour or two for this boy in the evening? It will be but for +a year, and I shall then have more right to do what I please. +My money will then be my own: I shall have paid my +debts. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_65" id="Page_65">[Pg 65]</a></span></p> + +<p>So he began to put his resolution in practice that very +night, sticking to his old notion of not <a class="corr" name="TC_4" id="TC_4" title="puting">putting</a> off till to-morrow +what should be done to-day: and it was thought +he owed much of his success in life, as well as his growth +in goodness, to this little saying: "I am young and +healthy," said he, "one hour's work more will do me no +harm; I will set aside all I get by these over-hours, and +put the boy to school. I have not only no right to punish +this child for the sins of his father, but I consider that +though God hated those sins, he has made them to be instrumental +to my advancement."</p> + +<p>Tommy Williams called at the time appointed. In the +mean time Mr. Stock's maid had made him a neat little suit +of clothes of an old coat of her master's. She had also +knit him a pair of stockings, and Mr. Stock made him sit +down in the shop, while he fitted him with a pair of new +shoes. The maid having washed and dressed him, Stock +took him by the hand, and walked along with him to the +parish poor-house to find his mother. They found her +dressed in ragged, filthy finery, standing at the door, where +she passed most of her time, quarreling with half a dozen +women as idle and dirty as herself. When she saw Tommy +so neat and well-dressed, she fell a crying for joy. She said +"it put her in mind of old times, for Tommy always used +to be dressed like a gentleman." "So much the worse," said +Mr. Stock; "if you had not begun by making him look like +a gentleman, you needed not have ended by making him look +like a beggar." "Oh Jem!" said she (for though it was +four years since she had seen him she soon recollected him), +"fine times for you! Set a beggar on horseback—you know +the proverb. I shall beat Tommy well for finding you out +and exposing me to you."</p> + +<p>Instead of entering into a dispute with this bad woman, +or praising himself at her expense; instead of putting her +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_66" id="Page_66">[Pg 66]</a></span> +in mind of her past ill behavior to him, or reproaching her +with the bad use she had made of her prosperity, he mildly +said to her, "Mrs. Williams I am sorry for your misfortunes; +I am come to relieve you of part of your burden. +I will take Tommy off your hands. I will give him a year's +board and schooling, and by that time I shall see what he +is fit for. I will promise nothing, but if the boy turns out +well, I will never forsake him. I shall make but one bargain +with you, which is, that he must not come to this place to +hear all this railing and swearing, nor shall he keep company +with these pilfering, idle children. You are welcome +to go and see him when you please, but here he must not +come."</p> + +<p>The foolish woman burst out a crying, saying, "she +should lose her poor dear Tommy forever. Mr. Stock +might give <i>her</i> the money he intended to pay at the school, +for nobody could do so well by him, as his own mother." +The truth was, she wanted to get these new clothes into +her clutches, which would have been pawned at the dramshop +before the week was out. This Mr. Stock well knew. +From crying she fell to scolding and swearing. She told +him he was an unnatural wretch, that wanted to make a +child despise his own mother because she was poor. She +even went so far as to say she would not part from him; +she said she hated your godly people, they had no bowels +of compassion, but tried to set men, women, and children +against their own flesh and blood.</p> + +<p>Mr. Stock now almost lost his patience, and for one moment +a thought came across him, to strip the boy, carry +back the clothes, and leave him to his unnatural mother. +"Why," said he, "should I work over-hours, and wear out +my strength for this wicked woman?" But soon he checked +this thought, by reflecting on the patience and long-suffering +of God with rebellious sinners. This cured his anger in +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_67" id="Page_67">[Pg 67]</a></span> +a moment, and he mildly reasoned with her on her folly +and blindness in opposing the good of her child.</p> + +<p>One of the neighbors who stood by said, "What a fine +thing it was for the boy! but some people were born to be +lucky. She wished Mr. Stock would take a fancy to <i>her</i> +child, he should have him soon enough." Mrs. Williams +now began to be frightened lest Mr. Stock should take the +woman at her word, and sullenly consented to let the boy +go, from envy and malice, not from prudence and gratitude; +and Tommy was sent to school that very night, his mother +crying and roaring instead of thanking God for such a +blessing.</p> + +<p>And here I can not forbear telling a very good-natured +thing of Will Simpson, one of the workmen. By the by, it +was that very young fellow who was reformed by Stock's +good example, when he was an apprentice, and who used to +sing psalms with him on a Sunday evening, when they got +out of the way of Williams's junketing. Will coming home +early one evening was surprised to find his master at work +by himself, long after the usual time. He begged so heartily +to know the reason, that Stock owned the truth. Will +was so struck with this piece of kindness, that he snatched +up a last, crying out, "Well, master, you shall not work by +yourself, however; we will go snacks in maintaining Tommy: +it shall never be said that Will Simpson was idling +about when his master was working for charity." This +made the hour pass cheerfully, and doubled the profits.</p> + +<p>In a year or two Mr. Stock, by God's blessing on his +labors, became quite clear of the world. He now paid off +his creditors, but he never forgot his obligation to them, and +found many opportunities of showing kindness to them, and +to their children after them. He now cast about for a proper +wife, and as he was thought a prosperous man, and was +very well looking besides, most of the smart girls of the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_68" id="Page_68">[Pg 68]</a></span> +place, with their tawdry finery, used to be often parading +before the shop, and would even go to church in order to +put themselves in his way. But Mr. Stock when he went +to church, had other things in his head; and if ever he +thought about these gay damsels at all, it was with concern +in seeing them so improperly tricked out, so that the very +means they took to please him made him dislike them.</p> + +<p>There was one Betsy West, a young woman of excellent +character, and very modest appearance. He had seldom +seen her out, as she was employed night and day in waiting +on an aged, widowed mother, who was both lame and +blind. This good girl was almost literally eyes and feet to +her helpless parent, and Mr. Stock used to see her, through +the little casement window, lifting her up, and feeding her +with a tenderness which greatly raised his esteem for her. +He used to tell Will Simpson, as they sat at work, that +such a dutiful daughter could hardly help to make a faithful +wife. He had not, however, the heart to try to draw +her off from the care of her sick mother. The poor woman +declined very fast. Betsy was much employed in reading +or praying by her, while she was awake, and passed a good +part of the night while she slept, in doing some fine works +to sell, in order to supply her sick mother with little delicacies +which their poor pittance could not afford, while she +herself lived on a crust.</p> + +<p>Mr. Stock knew that Betsy would have little or nothing +after her mother's death, as she had only a life income. On +the other hand, Mr. Thompson, the tanner, had offered him +two hundred pounds with his daughter Nancy; but he was +almost sorry that he had not in this case an opportunity of +resisting his natural bias, which rather lay on the side of +loving money. "For," said he, "putting principle and putting +affection out of the question, I shall do a more prudent +thing by marrying Betsy West, who will conform to her +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_69" id="Page_69">[Pg 69]</a></span> +station, and is a religious, humble, industrious girl, without +a shilling, than by having an idle dressy lass, who will +neglect my family and fill my house with company, though +she should have twice the fortune which Nancy Thompson +would bring."</p> + +<p>At length poor old Mrs. West was released from all her +sufferings. At a proper time Mr. Stock proposed marriage +to Betsy, and was accepted. All the disappointed girls in +the town wondered what any body could like in such a +dowdy as that. Had the man no eyes? They thought +Mr. Stock had more taste. Oh! how it did provoke all the +vain, idle things to find, that staying at home, dressing plainly, +serving God, and nursing a blind mother, should do that +for Betsy West, which all their contrivances, flaunting, and +dancing, could not do for them.</p> + +<p>He was not disappointed in his hope of meeting with a +good wife in Betsy, as indeed those who marry on right +grounds seldom are. But if religious persons will, for the +sake of money, choose partners for life who have no religion, +do not let them complain that they are unhappy: they +might have known that beforehand.</p> + +<p>Tommy Williams was now taken home to Mr. Stock's +house and bound apprentice. He was always kind and attentive +to his mother; and every penny which Will Simpson +or his master gave him for learning a chapter, he would +save to buy a bit of tea and sugar for her. When the +other boys laughed at him for being so foolish as to deny +himself cakes and apples to give his money to her who was +so bad a woman, he would answer, "It may be so, but she +is my mother for all that."</p> + +<p>Mr. Stock was much moved at the change in this boy, +who turned out a very good youth. He resolved, as God +should prosper him, that he would try to snatch other helpless +creatures from sin and ruin. "For," said he, "it is +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_70" id="Page_70">[Pg 70]</a></span> +owing to God's blessing on the instructions of my good +minister when I was a child, that I have been saved from +the broad way of destruction." He still gave God the glory +of every thing he did aright: and when Will Simpson one +day said to him, "Master, I wish I were half as good as you +are." "Hold, William," answered he gravely, "I once read +in a book, that the devil is willing enough we should appear +to do good actions, if he can but make us proud of +them."</p> + +<p>But we must not forget our other old acquaintance, Mr. +Stock's fellow 'prentice. So next month you may expect a +full account of the many tricks and frolics of idle Jade +Brown.</p> + + +<hr class="secbreak" /> +<h3>PART III. +<span class="subheading2"><br />SOME ACCOUNT OF THE FROLICS OF IDLE JACK BROWN.</span> +</h3> + + +<p>You shall now hear what befell idle Jack Brown, who, +being a farmer's son, had many advantages to begin life +with. But he who wants prudence may be said to want +every thing, because he turns all his advantages to no +account.</p> + +<p>Jack Brown was just out of his time when his master +Williams died in that terrible drunken fit at the Grayhound. +You know already how Stock succeeded to his master's +business, and prospered in it. Jack wished very much to +enter into partnership with him. His father and mother +too were desirous of it, and offered to advance a hundred +pounds with him. Here is a fresh proof of the power of +character! The old farmer, with all his covetousness, was +eager to get his son into partnership with Stock, though +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_71" id="Page_71">[Pg 71]</a></span> +the latter was not worth a shilling; and even Jack's mother, +with all her pride, was eager for it, for they had both +sense enough to see it would be the making of Jack. The +father knew that Stock would look to the main chance; +and the mother that he would take the laboring oar, and +so her darling would have little to do. The ruling passion +operated in both. One parent wished to secure the son a +life of pleasure, the other a profitable trade. Both were +equally indifferent to whatever related to his eternal +good.</p> + +<p>Stock, however, young as he was, was too old a bird to +be caught with chaff. His wisdom was an overmatch for +their cunning. He had a kindness for Brown, but would +on no account enter into business with him. "One of these +three things," said he, "I am sure will happen if I do; he +will either hurt my principles, my character, or my trade; +perhaps all." And here by-the-by, let me drop a hint to other +young men who are about to enter into partnership. Let +them not do that in haste which they may repent at leisure. +Next to marriage it is a tie the hardest to break; and next +to that it is an engagement which ought to be entered into +with the most caution. Many things go to the making +such a connection suitable, safe, and pleasant. There is +many a rich merchant need not be above taking a hint in +this respect, from James Stock the shoemaker.</p> + +<p>Brown was still unwilling to part from him; indeed he +was too idle to look out for business, so he offered Stock to +work with him as a journeyman, but this he also mildly +refused. It hurt his good nature to do so; but he reflected +that a young man who has his way to make in the world, +must not only be good-natured, he must be prudent also. +"I am resolved," said he, "to employ none but the most +sober, regular young men I can get. Evil communications +corrupt good manners, and I should be answerable for all +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_72" id="Page_72">[Pg 72]</a></span> +the disorders of my house, if I knowingly took a wild, drinking +young fellow into it. That which might be kindness to +one, would be injustice to many, and therefore a sin in myself."</p> + +<p>Brown's mother was in a great rage when she heard that +her son had stooped so low as to make this offer. She +valued herself on being proud, for she thought pride was a +grand thing. Poor woman! She did not know that it is +the meanest thing in the world. It was her ignorance +which made her proud, as is apt to be the case. "You +mean-spirited rascal," she said to Jack, "I had rather follow +you to your grave, as well as I love you, than see you disgrace +your family by working under Jem Stock, the parish +apprentice." She forgot already what pains she had taken +about the partnership, but pride and passion have bad +memories.</p> + +<p>It is hard to say which was now uppermost in her mind, +her desire to be revenged on Stock, or to see her son make +a figure. She raised every shilling she could get from her +husband, and all she could crib from the dairy to set up +Jack in a showy way. So the very next market day she +came herself, and took for him the new white house, with +the two little sash windows painted blue, and blue posts +before the door. It is that house which has the old cross +just before it, as you turn down between the church and +the Grayhound. Its being so near the church to be sure +was no recommendation to Jack, but its being so near the +Grayhound was, and so taking one thing with the other it +was to be sure no bad situation; but what weighed most +with the mother was, that it was a much more showy shop +than Stock's; and the house, though not half so convenient, +was far more smart.</p> + +<p>In order to draw custom, his foolish mother advised him +to undersell his neighbors just at first; to buy ordinary but +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_73" id="Page_73">[Pg 73]</a></span> +showy goods, and to employ cheap workmen. In short she +charged him to leave no stone unturned to ruin his old +comrade Stock. Indeed she always thought with double +satisfaction of Jack's prosperity, because she always joined to +it the hope that his success would be the ruin of Stock, for +she owned it would be the joy of her heart to bring that +proud upstart to a morsel of bread. She did not understand, +for her part, why such beggars must become tradesmen; +it was making a velvet purse of a sow's ear.</p> + +<p>Stock, however, set out on quite another set of principles. +He did not allow himself to square his own behavior to +others by theirs to him. He seldom asked himself what he +should <i>like</i> to do: but he had a mighty way of saying, "I +wonder now what is my <i>duty</i> to do?" And when he was +once clear in that matter he generally did it, always begging +God's blessing and direction. So instead of setting +Brown at defiance; instead of all that vulgar selfishness, of +catch he that catch can—and two of a trade can never +agree—he resolved to be friendly toward him. Instead of +joining in the laugh against Brown for making his house +so fine, he was sorry for him, because he feared he would +never be able to pay such a rent. He very kindly called +upon him, told him there was business enough for them +both, and gave him many useful hints for his going on. +He warned him to go oftener to church and seldomer to +the Grayhound: put him in mind how following the one +and forsaking the other had been the ruin of their poor +master, and added the following</p> + +<div class="blockquot"> +<p class="center">ADVICE TO YOUNG TRADESMEN.</p> + +<p><i>Buy the best goods; cut the work out yourself; let the +eye of the master be everywhere; employ the soberest men; +avoid all the low deceits of trade; never lower the credit of +another to raise your own; make short payments; keep +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_74" id="Page_74">[Pg 74]</a></span> +exact accounts; avoid idle company, and be very strict to +your word.</i></p> +</div> + +<p>For a short time things went on swimmingly. Brown +was merry and civil. The shop was well situated for gossip; +and every one who had something to say, and nothing +to do was welcome. Every idle story was first spread, and +every idle song first sung, in Brown's shop. Every customer +who came to be measured was promised that his +shoes should be done first. But the misfortune was, if +twenty came in a day the same promise was made to all, so +that nineteen were disappointed, and of course affronted. +He never said <i>no</i> to any one. It is indeed a word which it +requires some honesty to pronounce. By all these false +promises he was thought the most obliging fellow that ever +made a shoe. And as he set out on the principle of underselling, +people took a mighty fancy to the cheap shop. +And it was agreed among all the young and giddy, that he +would beat Stock all hollow, and that the old shop would +be knocked up.</p> + + +<h4>ALL IS NOT GOLD THAT GLISTENS.</h4> + +<p>After a few months, however, folks began to be not quite +so fond of the cheap shop; one found out that the leather +was bad, another that the work was slight. Those who +liked substantial goods went all of them to Stock's, for they +said Brown's heel-taps did not last a week; his new boots +let in water; and they believed he made his soles of brown +paper. Besides, it was thought by most, that this promising +all, and keeping his word with none, hurt his business +as much as any thing. Indeed, I question, putting religion +out of the question, if lying ever answers, even in a political +view.</p> + +<p>Brown had what is commonly called a <i>good heart</i>; that +is, he had a thoughtless good nature, and a sort of feeling +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_75" id="Page_75">[Pg 75]</a></span> +for the moment which made him very sorry when others +were in trouble. But he was not apt to put himself to any +inconvenience, nor go a step out of his way, nor give up +any pleasure to serve the best friend he had. He loved +<i>fun</i>; and those who do should always see that it be harmless, +and that they do not give up more for it than it is +worth. I am not going to say a word against innocent +merriment. I like it myself. But what the proverb says +of gold, may be said of mirth; it may be bought too dear. +If a young man finds that what he fancies is a good joke +may possibly offend God, hurt his neighbor, afflict his +parent, or make a modest girl blush, let him then be +assured it is not fun, but wickedness, and he had better let +it alone.</p> + +<p>Jack Brown then, as <i>good a heart</i> as he had, did not +know what it was to deny himself any thing. He was so +<i>good-natured</i> indeed, that he never in his life refused to +make one of a jolly set; but he was not good-natured +enough to consider that those men whom he kept up all +night roaring and laughing, had wives and children at +home, who had little to eat, and less to wear, because <i>they</i> +were keeping up the character of merry fellows, and good +hearts at the public house.</p> + + +<h4>THE MOUNTEBANK.</h4> + +<p>One day he saw his father's plow-boy come galloping +up to the door in great haste. This boy brought Brown +word that his mother was dangerously ill, and that his +father had sent his own best bay mare Smiler, that his son +might lose no time, but set out directly to see his mother +before she died. Jack burst into tears, lamented the danger +of so fond a mother, and all the people in the shop extolled +his <i>good heart</i>.</p> + +<p>He sent back the boy directly, with a message that he +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_76" id="Page_76">[Pg 76]</a></span> +would follow him in half an hour, as soon as the mare had +baited: for he well knew that his father would not thank +him for any haste he might make if Smiler was hurt.</p> + +<p>Jack accordingly set off, and rode with such speed to the +next town, that both himself and Smiler had a mind to another +bait. They stopped at the Star; unluckily it was +fair-day, and as he was walking about while Smiler was +eating her oats, a bill was put in his hand setting forth, that +on the stage opposite the Globe a mountebank was showing +away, and his Andrew performing the finest tricks that ever +were seen. He read—he stood still—he went on—"It will +not hinder me," said he; "Smiler must rest; and I shall +see my poor dear mother quite as soon if I just take a peep, +as if I sit moping at the Star."</p> + +<p>The tricks were so merry that the time seemed short, +and when they were over he could not forbear going into +the Globe and treating these choice spirits with a bowl of +punch. Just as they were taking the last glass, Jack happened +to say he was the best fives player in the country. +"That is lucky," said the Andrew, "for there is a famous +match now playing at the court, and you may never again +have such an opportunity to show your skill." Brown declared +"he could not stay, for that he had left his horse at +the Star, and must set off on urgent business." They now +all pretended to call his skill in question. This roused his +pride, and he thought another half hour could break no +squares. Smiler had now had a good feed of corn, and he +would only have to push her on a little more; so to it he +went.</p> + +<p>He won the first game. This spurred him on; and he +played till it was so dark they could not see a ball. Another +bowl was called for from the winner. Wagers and +bets now drained Brown not only of all the money he had +won, but of all he had in his pocket, so that he was obliged +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_77" id="Page_77">[Pg 77]</a></span> +to ask leave to go to the house where his horse was, to borrow +enough to discharge his reckoning at the Globe.</p> + +<p>All these losses brought his poor dear mother to his +mind, and he marched off with rather a heavy heart to borrow +the money, and to order Smiler out of the stable. The +landlord expressed much surprise at seeing him, and the +ostler declared there was no Smiler there; that he had +been rode off above two hours ago by the merry Andrew, +who said he come by order of the owner, Mr. Brown, to +fetch him to the Globe, and to pay for his feed. It was indeed +one of the neatest tricks the Andrew ever performed, +for he made such a clean conveyance of Smiler, that neither +Jack nor his father ever heard of her again.</p> + +<p>It was night: no one could tell what road the Andrew +took, and it was another hour or two before an advertisement +could be drawn up for apprehending the horse-stealer. +Jack had some doubts whether he should go on or return +back. He knew that though his father might fear his wife +most, yet he loved Smiler best. At length he took that +courage from a glass of brandy which he ought to have +taken from a hearty repentance, and he resolved to pursue +his journey. He was obliged to leave his watch and silver +buckles in pawn for a little old hack, which was nothing +but skin and bone, and would hardly trot three miles an +hour.</p> + +<p>He knocked at his father's door about five in the morning. +The family were all up. He asked the boy who +opened the door how his mother was? "She is dead," +said the boy; "she died yesterday afternoon." Here Jack's +heart smote him, and he cried aloud, partly from grief, but +more from the reproaches of his own conscience, for he +found by computing the hours, that had he come straight +on, he should have been in time to receive his mother's +blessing. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_78" id="Page_78">[Pg 78]</a></span></p> + +<p>The farmer now came from within, "I hear Smiler's step. +Is Jack come?" "Yes, father," said Jack, in a low voice. +"Then," cried the farmer, "run every man and boy of you +and take care of the mare. Tom, do thou go and rub her +down; Jem, run and get her a good feed of corn. Be +sure walk her about that she may not catch cold." Young +Brown came in. "Are you not an undutiful dog?" said +the father; "you might have been here twelve hours ago. +Your mother could not die in peace without seeing you. +She said it was cruel return for all her fondness, that you +could not make a little haste to see her; but it was always +so, for she had wronged her other children to help you, and +this was her reward." Brown sobbed out a few words, but +his father replied, "Never cry, Jack, for the boy told me that +it was out of regard for Smiler, that you were not here as +soon as he was, and if 'twas your over care of her, why +there's no great harm done. You could not have saved +your poor mother, and you might have hurt the mare." +Here Jack's double guilt flew into his face. He knew that +his father was very covetous, and had lived on bad terms +with his wife; and also that his own unkindness to her had +been forgiven him out of love to the horse; but to break +to him how he had lost that horse through his own folly +and want of feeling, was more than Jack had courage +to do. The old man, however, soon got at the truth, and +no words can describe his fury. Forgetting that his wife +lay dead above stairs, he abused his son in a way not fit to +be repeated; and though his covetousness had just before +found an excuse for a favorite son neglecting to visit a dying +parent, yet he now vented his rage against Jack as an +unnatural brute, whom he would cut off with a shilling, +and bade him never see his face again.</p> + +<p>Jack was not allowed to attend his mother's funeral, +which was a real grief to him; nor would his father advance +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_79" id="Page_79">[Pg 79]</a></span> +even the little money, which was needful to redeem +his things at the Star. He had now no fond mother to assist +him, and he set out on his return home on his borrowed +hack, full of grief. He had the added mortification of +knowing that he had also lost by his folly a little hoard of +money which his mother had saved up for him.</p> + +<p>When Brown got back to his own town he found that +the story of Smiler and the Andrew had got thither before +him, and it was thought a very good joke at the Grayhound. +He soon recovered his spirits as far as related to the horse, +but as to his behavior to his dying mother it troubled him +at times to the last day of his life, though he did all he +could to forget it. He did not, however, go on at all better, +nor did he engage in one frolic the less for what had passed +at the Globe; his <i>good heart</i> continually betrayed him into +acts of levity and vanity.</p> + +<p>Jack began at length to feel the reverse of that proverb, +<i>Keep your shop and your shop will keep you</i>. He had +neglected his customers, and they forsook him. Quarter-day +came round; there was much to pay and little to receive. +He owed two years' rent. He was in arrears to +his men for wages. He had a long account with his currier. +It was in vain to apply to his father. He had now +no mother. Stock was the only true friend he had in the +world, and had helped him out of many petty scrapes, but +he knew Stock would advance no money in so hopeless a +case. Duns came fast about him. He named a speedy +day for payment; but as soon as they were out of the house, +and the danger put off to a little distance, he forgot every +promise, was as merry as ever, and run the same round of +thoughtless gayety. Whenever lie was in trouble, Stock +did not shun him, because that was the moment to throw +in a little good advice. He one day asked him if he always +intended to go on in this course? "No," said he, "I am +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_80" id="Page_80">[Pg 80]</a></span> +resolved by and by to reform, grow sober, and go to church. +Why I am but five and twenty, man; I am stout and +healthy, and likely to live long; I can repent, and grow +melancholy and good at any time."</p> + +<p>"Oh Jack!" said Stock, "don't cheat thyself with that +false hope. What thou dost intend to do, do quickly. +Didst thou never read about the heart growing hardened +by long indulgence in sin? Some folks, who pretend to +mean well, show that they mean nothing at all, by never +beginning to put their good resolutions into practice; which +made a wise man once say, that hell is paved with good intentions. +We can not repent when we please. <i>It is the +goodness of God which leadeth us to repentance.</i>"</p> + +<p>"I am sure," replied Jack, "I am no one's enemy but +my own."</p> + +<p>"It is as foolish," said Stock, "to say a bad man is no +one's enemy but his own, as that a good man is no one's +friend but his own. There is no such neutral character. A +bad man corrupts or offends all within reach of his example, +just as a good man benefits or instructs all within the +sphere of his influence. And there is no time when we +can say that this transmitted good and evil will end. A +wicked man may be punished for sins he never committed +himself, if he has been the cause of sin in others, as surely +as a saint will be rewarded for more good deeds than he +himself has done, even for the virtues and good actions of +all those who are made better by his instruction, his example, +or his writings."</p> + +<p>Michaelmas-day was at hand. The landlord declared he +would be put off no longer, but would seize for rent if it +was not paid him on that day, as well as for a considerable +sum due to him for leather. Brown at last began to be +frightened. He applied to Stock to be bound for him. +This, Stock flatly refused. Brown now began to dread the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_81" id="Page_81">[Pg 81]</a></span> +horrors of a jail, and really seemed so very contrite, and +made so many vows and promises of amendment, that at +length Stock was prevailed on, together with two or three +of Brown's other friends, to advance each a small sum of +money to quiet the landlord. Brown promising to make +over to them every part of his stock, and to be guided in +future by their advice, declaring that he would turn over a +new leaf, and follow Mr. Stock's example, as well as his +direction in every thing.</p> + +<p>Stock's good nature was at length wrought upon, and he +raised the money. The truth is, he did not know the +worst, nor how deeply Brown was involved. Brown joyfully +set out on the very quarter-day to a town at some +distance, to carry his landlord this money, raised by the +imprudent kindness of his friend. At his departure Stock +put him in mind of the old story of Smiler and the Merry +Andrew, and he promised to his own head that he would +not even call at a public house till he had paid the money.</p> + +<p>He was as good as his word. He very triumphantly +passed by several. He stopped a little under the window +of one where the sounds of merriment and loud laughter +caught his ear. At another he heard the enticing notes of +a fiddle and the light heels of the merry dancers. Here +his heart had well-nigh failed him, but the dread of a jail +on the one hand, and what he feared almost as much, +Mr. Stock's anger on the other, spurred him on; and he +valued himself not a little at having got the better of this +temptation. He felt quite happy when he found he had +reached the door of his landlord without having yielded to +one idle inclination.</p> + +<p>He knocked at the door. The maid who opened it said +her master was not at home. "I am sorry for it," said he, +strutting about; and with a boasting air he took out his +money. "I want to pay him my rent: he needed not to +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_82" id="Page_82">[Pg 82]</a></span> +have been afraid of <i>me</i>." The servant, who knew her master +was very much afraid of him, desired him to walk in, +for her master would be at home in half an hour. "I will +call again," said he; "but no, let him call on me, and the +sooner the better: I shall be at the Blue Posts." While +he had been talking, he took care to open his black leather +case, and to display the bank bills to the servant, and then, +in a swaggering way, he put up his money and marched off +to the Blue Posts.</p> + +<p>He was by this time quite proud of his own resolution, +and having tendered the money, and being clear in his own +mind that it was the landlord's own fault and not his that +it was not paid, he went to refresh himself at the Blue +Posts. In a barn belonging to this public house a set of +strollers were just going to perform some of that sing-song +ribaldry, by which our villages are corrupted, the laws +broken, and that money drawn from the poor for pleasure, +which is wanted by their families for bread. The name of +the last new song which made part of the entertainment, +made him think himself in high luck, that he should have +just that half hour to spare. He went into the barn, but +was too much delighted with the actor, who sung his +favorite song, to remain a quiet hearer. He leaped out of +the pit, and got behind the two ragged blankets which +served for a curtain. He sung so much better than the +actors themselves, that they praised and admired him to a +degree which awakened all his vanity. He was so intoxicated +with their flattery, that he could do no less than invite +them all to supper, an invitation which they were too +hungry not to accept.</p> + +<p>He did not, however, quite forget his appointment with +his landlord; but the half hour was long since past by. +"And so," says he, "as I know he is a mean curmudgeon, +who goes to bed by daylight to save candles, it will be too +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_83" id="Page_83">[Pg 83]</a></span> +late to speak with him to-night; besides, let him call upon +me; it is his business and not mine. I left word where I +was to be found; the money is ready, and if I don't pay +him to-night, I can do it before breakfast."</p> + +<p>By the time these firm resolutions were made, supper +was ready. There never was a more jolly evening. Ale +and punch were as plenty as water. The actors saw what +a vain fellow was feasting them, and as they wanted victuals +and he wanted flattery, the business was soon settled. They +ate, and Brown sung. They pretended to be in raptures. +Singing promoted drinking, and every fresh glass produced +a new song or a story still more merry than the former. +Before morning, the players, who were engaged to act in +another barn a dozen miles off, stole away quietly. Brown +having dropt asleep, they left him to finish his nap by himself. +As to him his dreams were gay and pleasant, and the +house being quite still, he slept comfortably till morning.</p> + +<p>As soon as he had breakfasted, the business of the night +before popped into his head. He set off once more to his +landlord's in high spirits, gayly singing by the way, scraps +of all the tunes he had picked up the night before from his +new friends. The landlord opened the door himself, and +reproached him with no small surliness for not having kept +his word with him the evening before, adding, that he supposed +he was come now with some more of his shallow excuses. +Brown put on all that haughtiness which is common +to people who, being generally apt to be in the wrong, +happen to catch themselves doing a right action; he looked +big, as some sort of people do when they have money to pay. +"You need not have been so anxious about your money," +said he, "I was not going to break or run away." The +landlord well knew this was the common language of those +who are ready to do both. Brown haughtily added, "You +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_84" id="Page_84">[Pg 84]</a></span> +shall see I am a man of my word; give me a receipt." +The landlord had it ready and gave it him.</p> + +<p>Brown put his hand in his pocket for his black leathern +case in which the bills were; he felt, he searched, he examined, +first one pocket, then the other; then both waistcoat +pockets, but no leather case could he find. He looked +terrified. It was indeed the face of real terror, but the +landlord conceived it to be that of guilt, and abused him +heartily for putting his old tricks upon him; he swore he +would not be imposed upon any longer; the money or a +jail—there lay his choice.</p> + +<p>Brown protested for once with great truth that he had +no intention to deceive; declared that he had actually +brought the money, and knew not what was become of it; +but the thing was far too unlikely to gain credit. Brown +now called to mind that he had fallen asleep on the settle +in the room where they had supped. This raised his +spirits; for he had no doubt but the case had fallen out of +his pocket; he said he would step to the public house and +search for it, and would be back directly. Not one word +of this did the landlord believe, so inconvenient is it to +have a bad character. He swore Brown should not stir out +of his house without a constable, and made him wait while +he sent for one. Brown, guarded by the constable, went +back to the Blue Posts, the landlord charging the officer +not to lose sight of the culprit. The caution was needless; +Brown had not the least design of running away, so firmly +persuaded was he that he should find his leather case.</p> + +<p>But who can paint his dismay, when no tale or tidings +of the leather case could be had! The master, the mistress, +the boy, the maid of the public house, all protested +they were innocent. His suspicions soon fell on the strollers +with whom he had passed the night; and he now found +out for the first time, that a merry evening did not always +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_85" id="Page_85">[Pg 85]</a></span> +produce a happy morning. He obtained a warrant, and +proper officers were sent in pursuit of the strollers. No +one, however, believed he had really lost any thing; and +as he had not a shilling left to defray the expensive treat +he had given, the master of the inn agreed with the other +landlord in thinking this story was a trick to defraud them +both, and Brown remained in close custody. At length +the officers returned, who said they had been obliged to let +the strollers go, as they could not fix the charge on any one, +and they had offered to swear before a justice that they had +seen nothing of the leather case. It was at length agreed +that as he had passed the evening in a crowded barn, he +had probably been robbed there, if at all; and among so +many, who could pretend to guess at the thief?</p> + +<p>Brown raved like a madman; he cried, tore his hair, and +said he was ruined for ever. The abusive language of his +old landlord, and his new creditor at the Blue Posts, did +not lighten his sorrow. His landlord would be put off no +longer. Brown declared he could neither find bail nor raise +another shilling; and as soon as the forms of law were +made out, he was sent to the county jail.</p> + +<p>Here it might have been expected that hard living and +much leisure would have brought him to reflect a little on +his past follies. But his heart was not truly touched. The +chief thing which grieved him at first was his having +abused the kindness of Stock, for to him he should appear +guilty of a real fraud, where indeed he had been only vain, +idle, and imprudent. And it is worth while here to remark, +that vanity, idleness, and imprudence, often bring a man to +utter ruin both of soul and body, though silly people do +not put them in the catalogue of heavy sins, and those who +indulge in them are often reckoned honest, merry fellows, +with <i>the best hearts in the world</i>.</p> + +<p>I wish I had room to tell my readers what befell Jack in +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_86" id="Page_86">[Pg 86]</a></span> +his present doleful habitation, and what became of him +afterward. I promise them, however, that they shall certainly +know the first of next month, when I hope they will +not forget to inquire for the fourth part of the Shoemakers, +or Jack Brown in prison.</p> + + +<hr class="secbreak" /> +<h3>PART IV. +<span class="subheading2"><br />JACK BROWN IN PRISON.</span> +</h3> + +<p>Brown was no sooner lodged in his doleful habitation, +and a little recovered from his first surprise, than he sat +down and wrote his friend Stock the whole history of the +transaction. Mr. Stock, who had long known the exceeding +lightness and dissipation of his mind, did not so utterly +disbelieve the story as all the other creditors did. To speak +the truth, Stock was the only one among them who had +good sense enough to know, that a man may be completely +ruined, both in what relates to his property and his soul, +without committing Old Bailey crimes. He well knew that +idleness, vanity, and the love of <i>pleasure</i>, as it is falsely +called, will bring a man to a morsel of bread, as surely as +those things which are reckoned much greater sins, and that +they undermine his principles as certainly, though not quite +so fast.</p> + +<p>Stock was too angry with what had happened to answer +Brown's letter, or to seem to take the least notice of him. +However, he kindly and secretly undertook a journey to the +hard-hearted old farmer, Brown's father, to intercede with +him, and to see if he would do any thing for his son. +Stock did not pretend to excuse Jack, or even to lessen his +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_87" id="Page_87">[Pg 87]</a></span> +offenses; for it was a rule of his never to disguise truth or +to palliate wickedness. Sin was still sin in his eyes, though +it were committed by his best friend; but though he would +not soften the sin, he felt tenderly for the sinner. He +pleaded with the old farmer on the ground that his son's +idleness and other vices would gather fresh strength in a +jail. He told him that the loose and worthless company +which he would there keep, would harden him in vice, +and if he was now wicked, he might there become irreclaimable.</p> + +<p>But all his pleas were urged in vain. The farmer was +not to be moved; indeed he argued, with some justice, that +he ought not to make his industrious children beggars to +save one rogue from the gallows. Mr. Stock allowed the +force of his reasoning, though he saw the father was less +influenced by this principle of justice than by resentment +on account of the old story of Smiler. People, indeed, +should take care that what appears in their conduct to proceed +from justice, does not really proceed from revenge. +Wiser men than Farmer Brown often deceive themselves, +and fancy they act on better principles than they really do, +for want of looking a little more closely into their own +hearts, and putting down every action to its true motive. +When we are praying against deceit, we should not forget +to take self-deceit into the account.</p> + +<p>Mr. Stock at length wrote to poor Jack; not to offer him +any help, that was quite out of the question, but to exhort +him to repent of his evil ways; to lay before him the sins +of his past life, and to advise him to convert the present +punishment into a benefit, by humbling himself before God. +He offered his interest to get his place of confinement exchanged +for one of those improved prisons, where solitude +and labor have been made the happy instruments of bringing +many to a better way of thinking, and ended by saying, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_88" id="Page_88">[Pg 88]</a></span> +that if he ever gave any solid signs of real amendment +he would still be his friend, in spite of all that was +past.</p> + +<p>If Mr. Stock had sent him a good sum of money to procure +his liberty, or even to make merry with his wretched +companions, Jack would have thought him a friend indeed. +But to send him nothing but dry advice, and a few words +of empty comfort, was, he thought, but a cheap, shabby way +of showing his kindness. Unluckily the letter came just +as he was going to sit down to one of those direful merry-makings +which are often carried on with brutal riot within +the doleful walls of a jail on the entrance of a new prisoner, +who is often expected to give a feast to the rest.</p> + +<p>When his companions were heated with gin; "Now," said +Jack, "I'll treat you with a sermon, and a very pretty +preachment it is." So saying, he took out Mr. Stock's kind +and pious letter, and was delighted at the bursts of laughter +it produced. "What a canting dog!" said one. "Repentance, +indeed!" cried Tom Crew; "No, no, Jack, tell this +hypocritical rogue that if we have lost our liberty, it is only +for having been jolly, hearty fellows, and we have more +spirit than to repent of that I hope: all the harm we have +done is living a little too fast, like honest bucks as we are." +"Ay, ay," said Jolly George, "had we been such sneaking +miserly fellows as Stock, we need not have come hither. +But if the ill nature of the laws has been so cruel as to clap +up such fine hearty blades, we are no <i>felons</i>, however. We +are afraid of no Jack Ketch; and I see no cause to repent +of any sin that's not hanging matter. As to those who are +thrust into the condemned hole indeed, and have but a few +hours to live, they <i>must</i> see the parson, and hear a sermon, +and such stuff. But I do not know what such stout young +fellows as we are have to do with repentance. And so, +Jack, let us have that rare new catch which you learnt of +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_89" id="Page_89">[Pg 89]</a></span> +the strollers that merry night when you lost your pocket-book."</p> + +<p>This thoughtless youth soon gave a fresh proof of the +power of evil company, and of the quick progress of the +heart of a sinner from bad to worse. Brown, who always +wanted principle, soon grew to want feeling also. He joined +in the laugh which was raised against Stock, and told many +<i>good stories</i>, as they were called, in derision of the piety, +sobriety, and self-denial of his old friend. He lost every day +somewhat of those small remains of shame and decency +which he had brought with him to the prison. He even +grew reconciled to this wretched way of life, and the want +of money seemed to him the heaviest evil in the life of +a jail.</p> + +<p>Mr. Stock finding from the jailor that his letter had been +treated with ridicule, would not write to him any more. +He did not come to see him nor send him any assistance, +thinking it right to let him suffer that want which his vices +had brought upon him. But as he still hoped that the time +would come when he might be brought to a sense of his +evil courses, he continued to have an eye upon him by +means of the jailor, who was an honest, kind-hearted man.</p> + +<p>Brown spent one part of his time in thoughtless riot, +and the other in gloomy sadness. Company kept up his +spirits; with his new friends he contrived to drown thought; +but when he was alone he began to find that a <i>merry fellow</i>, +when deprived of his companions and his liquor, is often a +most forlorn wretch. Then it is that even a merry fellow +says, <i>Of laughter, what is it? and of mirth, it is madness.</i></p> + +<p>As he contrived, however, to be as little alone as possible +his gayety was commonly uppermost till that loathsome +distemper, called the jail fever, broke out in the prison. +Tom Crew, the ring-leader in all their evil practices, was +first seized with it. Jack staid a little while with his comrade +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_90" id="Page_90">[Pg 90]</a></span> +to assist and divert him, but of assistance he could +give little, and the very thought of diversion was now turned +into horror. He soon caught the distemper, and that in so +dreadful a degree, that his life was in great danger. Of +those who remained in health not a soul came near him, +though he shared his last farthing with them. He had just +sense enough left to feel this cruelty. Poor fellow! he did +not know before, that the friendship of the worldly is at an +end when there is no more drink or diversion to be had. +He lay in the most deplorable condition; his body tormented +with a dreadful disease, and his soul terrified and +amazed at the approach of death: that death which he +thought at so great a distance, and of which his comrades +had so <a class="corr" name="TC_5" id="TC_5" title="ofted">often</a> assured him, that a young fellow of five and +twenty was in no danger. Poor Jack! I can not help feeling +for him. Without a shilling! without a friend! without +one comfort respecting this world, and, what is far more +terrible, without one hope respecting the next.</p> + +<p>Let not the young reader fancy that Brown's misery arose +entirely from his altered circumstances. It was not merely +his being in want, and sick, and in prison, which made his +condition so desperate. Many an honest man unjustly accused, +many a persecuted saint, many a holy martyr has +enjoyed sometimes more peace and content in a prison than +wicked men have ever tasted in the height of their prosperity. +But to any such comforts, to any comfort at all, +poor Jack was an utter stranger.</p> + +<p>A Christian friend generally comes forward at the very +time when worldly friends forsake the wretched. The other +prisoners would not come near Brown, though he had often +entertained, and had never offended them; even his own +father was not moved with his sad condition. When Mr. +Stock informed him of it, he answered, "'Tis no more than +he deserves. As he brews so he must bake. He has made +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_91" id="Page_91">[Pg 91]</a></span> +his own bed, and let him lie in it." The hard old man had +ever at his tongue's end some proverb of hardness, or frugality, +which he contrived to turn in such a way as to excuse +himself.</p> + +<p>We shall now see how Mr. Stock behaved. He had his +favorite sayings too; but they were chiefly on the side of +kindness, mercy, or some other virtue. "I must not," said +he, "pretend to call myself a Christian, if I do not requite +evil with good." When he received the jailor's letter with +the account of Brown's sad condition, Will Simpson and +Tommy Williams began to compliment him on his own +wisdom and prudence, by which he had escaped Brown's +misfortunes. He only gravely said, "Blessed be God that I +am not in the same misery. It is <i>He</i> who has made us to +differ. But for <i>his</i> grace I might have been in no better +condition. Now Brown is brought low by the hand of +God, it is my time to go to him." "What, you!" said Will, +"whom he cheated of your money?" "This is not a time +to remember injuries," said Mr. Stock. "How can I ask +forgiveness of my own sins, if I withhold forgiveness from +him?" So saying, he ordered his horse, and set off to see +poor Brown; thus proving that his was a religion not of +words, but of deeds.</p> + +<p>Stock's heart nearly failed him as he passed through the +prison. The groans of the sick and dying, and, what to +such a heart as his was still more moving, the brutal merriment +of the healthy in such a place, pierced his very soul. +Many a silent prayer did he put up as he passed along, that +God would yet be pleased to touch their hearts, and that +now (during this infectious sickness) might be the accepted +time. The jailor observed him drop a tear, and asked the +cause. "I can not forget," said he, "that the most dissolute +of these men is still my fellow creature. The same God +made them; the same Saviour died for them; how then +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_92" id="Page_92">[Pg 92]</a></span> +can I hate the worst of them? With my advantages they +might have been much better than I am; without the blessing +of God on my good minister's instructions, I might have +been worse than the worst of these. I have no cause for +pride, much for thankfulness; '<i>Let us not be high-minded, +but fear.</i>'"</p> + +<p>It would have moved a heart of stone to have seen poor +miserable Jack Brown lying on his wretched bed, his face +so changed by pain, poverty, dirt, and sorrow, that he could +hardly be known for that merry soul of a jack-boot, as he +used to be proud to hear himself called. His groans were +so piteous that it made Mr. Stock's heart ache. He kindly +took him by the hand, though he knew the distemper was +catching. "How dost do, Jack?" said he, "dost know me?" +Brown shook his head and said, "Know you? ay, that I do. +I am sure I have but one friend in the world who would +come to see me in this woeful condition. O, James! what +have I brought myself to? What will become of my poor +soul? I dare not look back, for that is all sin; nor forward, +for that is all misery and woe."</p> + +<p>Mr. Stock spoke kindly to him, but did not attempt to +cheer him with false comfort, as is too often done. "I am +ashamed to see you in this dirty place," says Brown. "As +to the place, Jack," replied the other, "if it has helped to +bring you to a sense of your past offenses, it will be no bad +place for you. I am heartily sorry for your distress and +your sickness; but if it should please God by them to open +your eyes, and to show you that sin is a greater evil than +the prison to which it has brought you, all may yet be well. +I had rather see you in this humble penitent state, lying on +this dirty bed, in this dismal prison, than roaring and rioting +at the Grayhound, the king of the company, with handsome +clothes on your back, and plenty of money in your +pocket." +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_93" id="Page_93">[Pg 93]</a></span></p> + +<p>Brown wept bitterly, and squeezed his hand, but was too +weak to say much. Mr. Stock then desired the jailor to let +him have such things as were needful, and he would pay +for them. He would not leave the poor fellow till he had +given him, with his own hands, some broth which the jailor +got ready for him, and some medicines which the doctor +had sent. All this kindness cut Brown to the heart. He +was just able to sob out, "My unnatural father leaves me to +perish, and my injured friend is more than a father to me." +Stock told him that one proof he must give of his repentance, +was, that he must forgive his father, whose provocation +had been very great. He then said he would leave him +for the present to take some rest, and desired him to lift up +his heart to God for mercy. "Dear James," replied Brown, +"do you pray for me; God perhaps may hear you, but he +will never hear the prayer of such a sinner as I have been." +"Take care how you think so," said Stock. "To believe +that God can not forgive you would be still a greater sin +than any you have yet committed against him." He then +explained to him in a few words, as well as he was able, the +nature of repentance and forgiveness through a Saviour, and +warned him earnestly against unbelief and hardness of heart.</p> + +<p>Poor Jack grew much refreshed in body with the comfortable +things he had taken; and a little cheered with +Stock's kindness in coming so far to see and to forgive such +a forlorn outcast, sick of an infectious distemper, and locked +within the walls of a prison.</p> + +<p>Surely, said he to himself, there must be some mighty +power in a religion which can lead men to do such things! +things so much against the grain as to forgive such an injury, +and to risk catching such a distemper; but he was so +weak he could not express this in words. He tried to pray, +but he could not; at length overpowered with weariness, +he fell asleep. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_94" id="Page_94">[Pg 94]</a></span></p> + +<p>When Mr. Stock came back, he was surprised to find him +so much better in body; but his agonies of mind were +dreadful, and he had now got strength to express part of +the horrors which he felt. "James," said he (looking wildly) +"it is all over with me. I am a lost creature. Even +your prayers can not save me." "Dear Jack," replied Mr. +Stock, "I am no minister; it does not become me to talk +much to thee: but I know I may adventure to say whatever +is in the Bible. As ignorant as I am I shall be safe +while I stick to that." "Ay," said the sick man, "you +used to be ready enough to read to me, and I would not +listen, or if I did it was only to make fun of what I heard, +and now you will not so much as read a bit of a chapter to +me."</p> + +<p>This was the very point to which Stock longed to bring him. +So he took a little Bible out of his pocket, which he always +carried with him on a journey, and read slowly, verse by verse, +the fifty-fifth chapter of Isaiah. When he came to the sixth +and seventh verses, poor Jack cried so much that Stock was +forced to stop. The words were, <i>Let the wicked man forsake +his way, and the unrighteous man his thoughts, and let +him return unto the Lord.</i> Here Brown stopped him, saying, +"Oh, it is too late, too late for me." "Let me finish +the verse," said Stock, "and you will see your error; you +will see that it is never too late." So he read on—<i>Let him +return unto the Lord, and he will have mercy upon him, +and to our God, and he will abundantly pardon.</i> Here +Brown started up, snatched the book out of his hand, and +cried out, "Is that really there? No, no; that's of your +own putting in, in order to comfort me; let me look at the +words myself." "No, indeed," said Stock, "I would not for +the world give you unfounded comfort, or put off any notion +of my own for a Scripture doctrine." "But is it possible," +cried the sick man, "that God may really pardon +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_95" id="Page_95">[Pg 95]</a></span> +me? Dost think he can? Dost think he will?" "I dare +not give thee false hopes, or indeed any hopes of my own. +But these are God's own words, and the only difficulty is to +know when we are really brought into such a state as that +the words may be applied to us. For a text may be full of +comfort, and yet may not belong to us."</p> + +<p>Mr. Stock was afraid of saying more. He would not +venture out of his depth; nor indeed was poor Brown able +to bear more discourse just now. So he made him a present +of the Bible, folding down such places as he thought might +be best suited to his state, and took his leave, being obliged +to return home that night. He left a little money with the +jailor, to add a few comforts to the allowance of the prison, +and promised to return in a short time.</p> + +<p>When he got home, he described the sufferings and +misery of Brown in a very moving manner; but Tommy +Williams, instead of being properly affected by it, only +said, "Indeed, master, I am not very sorry; he is rightly +served." "How, Tommy," said Mr. Stock (rather sternly), +"not sorry to see a fellow creature brought to the lowest +state of misery; one too whom you have known so prosperous?" +"No, master, I can't say I am; for Mr. Brown +used to make fun of you, and laugh at you for being so +godly, and reading your Bible."</p> + +<p>"Let me say a few words to you, Tommy," said Mr. Stock. +"In the first place you should never watch for the time of +a man's being brought low by trouble to tell of his faults. +Next, you should never rejoice at his trouble, but pity him, +and pray for him. Lastly, as to his ridiculing me for my +religion, if I can not stand an idle jest, I am not worthy +the name of a Christian. <i>He that is ashamed of me and +my word</i>—dost remember what follows, Tommy?" "Yes, +master, it was last Sunday's text—<i>of him shall the Son of +Man be ashamed when he shall judge the world.</i>" +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_96" id="Page_96">[Pg 96]</a></span></p> + +<p>Mr. Stock soon went back to the prison. But he did not +go alone. He took with him Mr. Thomas, the worthy +minister who had been the guide and instructor of his +youth, who was so kind as to go at his request and visit +this forlorn prisoner. When they got to Brown's door, they +found him sitting up in his bed with the Bible in his hand. +This was a joyful sight to Mr. Stock, who secretly thanked +God for it. Brown was reading aloud; they listened; it +was the fifteenth of St. Luke. The circumstances of this +beautiful parable of the prodigal son were so much like his +own, that the story pierced him to the soul: and he stopped +every minute to compare his own case with that of the +prodigal. He was just got to the eighteenth verse, <i>I will +arise and go to my father</i>—at that moment he spied his +two friends; joy darted into his eyes. "Oh, dear Jem," +said he, "it is <i>not</i> too late, I will arise and go to my Father, +my heavenly Father, and you, sir, will show me the way, +won't you?" said he to Mr. Thomas, whom he recollected. +"I am very glad to see you in so hopeful a disposition," +said the good minister. "Oh, sir," said Brown, "what a +place is this to receive you in? Oh, see to what I have +brought myself!"</p> + +<p>"Your condition, as to this world, is indeed very low," +replied the good divine. "But what are mines, dungeons, +or galleys, to that eternal hopeless prison to which your unrepented +sins must soon have consigned you? Even in the +gloomy prison, on this bed of straw, worn down by pain, +poverty, and want, forsaken by your worldly friends, an object +of scorn to those with whom you used to carouse and +riot; yet here, I say, brought thus low, if you have at last +found out your own vileness, and your utterly undone state +by sin, you may still be more an object of favor in the sight +of God, than when you thought yourself prosperous and +happy; when the world smiled upon you, and you passed +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_97" id="Page_97">[Pg 97]</a></span> +your days and nights in envied gayety and unchristian riot. +If you will but improve the present awful visitation; if you +do but heartily renounce and abhor your present evil +courses; if you even now turn to the Lord your Saviour +with lively faith, deep repentance, and unfeigned obedience, +I shall still have more hope of you than of many who are +going on quite happy, because quite insensible. The heavy +laden sinner, who has discovered the iniquity of his own +heart, and his utter inability to help himself, may be restored +to God's favor, and become happy, though in a dungeon. +And be assured, that he who from deep and humble +contrition dares not so much as lift up his eyes to heaven, +when with a hearty faith he sighs out, <i>Lord, be merciful to +me a sinner</i>, shall in no wise be cast out. These are the +words of him who can not lie."</p> + +<p>It is impossible to describe the self-abasement, the grief, +the joy, the shame, the hope, and the fear which filled the +mind of this poor man. A dawn of comfort at length +shone on his benighted mind. His humility and fear of +falling back into his former sins, if he should ever recover, +Mr. Thomas thought were strong symptoms of a sound repentance. +He improved and cherished every good disposition +he saw arising in his heart, and particularly warned +him against self-deceit, self-confidence, and hypocrisy.</p> + +<p>After Brown had deeply expressed his sorrow for his offenses, +Mr. Thomas thus addressed him. "There are two +ways of being sorry for sin. Are you, Mr. Brown, afraid +of the guilt of sin because of the punishment annexed to +it, or are you afraid of sin itself? Do you wish to be delivered +from the power of sin? Do you hate sin because +you know it is offensive to a pure and holy God? Or are +you only ashamed of it because it has brought you to a +prison and exposed you to the contempt of the world? It +is not said that the wages of this or that particular sin is +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_98" id="Page_98">[Pg 98]</a></span> +death, but of sin in general; there is no exception made +because it is a more creditable or a favorite sin, or because +it is a little one. There are, I repeat, two ways of being +sorry for sin. Cain was sorry—<i>My punishment is greater +than I can bear</i>, said he; but here you see the punishment +seemed to be the cause of concern, not the sin. David +seems to have had a good notion of godly sorrow, when he +says, <i>Wash me from mine iniquity, cleanse me from my sin</i>. +And when Job <i>repented in dust and ashes</i>, it is not said he +excused himself, but he <i>abhorred himself</i>. And the prophet +Isaiah called himself undone, because he was a <i>man of unclean +lips</i>; for, said he 'I have seen the King, the Lord of +hosts;' that is, he could not take the proper measure of +his own iniquity till he had considered the perfect holiness +of God."</p> + +<p>One day, when Mr. Thomas and Mr. Stock came to see +him, they found him more than commonly affected. His +face was more ghastly pale than usual, and his eyes were +red with crying. "Oh, sir," said he, "what a sight have I +just seen! Jolly George, as we used to call him, the ring-leader +of all our mirth, who was at the bottom of all the +fun, and tricks, and wickedness that are carried on within +these walls, Jolly George is just dead of the jail distemper! +He taken, and I left! I <i>would</i> be carried into his room to +speak to him, to beg him to take warning by me, and that +I might take warning by him. But what did I see! what +did I hear! not one sign of repentance; not one dawn of +hope. Agony of body, blasphemies on his tongue, despair +in his soul; while I am spared and comforted with hopes +of mercy and acceptance. Oh, if all my old friends at the +Grayhound could but then have seen Jolly George! A +hundred sermons about death, sir, don't speak so home, and +cut so deep, as the sight of one dying sinner."</p> + +<p>Brown grew gradually better in his health, that is, the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_99" id="Page_99">[Pg 99]</a></span> +fever mended, but the distemper settled on his limbs, so +that he seemed likely to be a poor, weakly cripple the rest +of his life. But as he spent much of his time in prayer, +and in reading such parts of the Bible as Mr. Thomas +directed, he improved every day in knowledge and piety, +and of course grew more resigned to pain and infirmity.</p> + +<p>Some months after this, the hard-hearted father, who had +never been prevailed upon to see him, or offer him the least +relief, was taken off suddenly by a fit of apoplexy; and, +after all his threatenings, he died without a will. He was +one of those silly, superstitious men, who fancy they shall +die the sooner for having made one; and who love the +world and the things that are in the world so dearly, that +they dread to set about any business which may put them +in mind that they are not always to live in it. As, by this +neglect, his father had not fulfilled his threat of cutting him +off with a shilling, Jack, of course, went shares with his +brothers in what their father left. What fell to him proved +to be just enough to discharge him from prison, and to pay +all his debts, but he had nothing left. His joy at being +thus enabled to make restitution was so great that he +thought little of his own wants. He did not desire to +conceal the most trifling debt, nor to keep a shilling for +himself.</p> + +<p>Mr. Stock undertook to settle all his affairs. There did +not remain money enough after every creditor was satisfied, +even to pay for his removal home. Mr. Stock kindly +sent his own cart for him with a bed in it, made as comfortable +as possible, for he was too weak and lame to be removed +any other way, and Mrs. Stock gave the driver +particular charge to be tender and careful of him, and not +to drive hard, nor to leave the cart a moment.</p> + +<p>Mr. Stock would fain have taken him into his own house, +at least for a time, so convinced was he of the sincere reformation +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_100" id="Page_100">[Pg 100]</a></span> +both of heart and life; but Brown would not be +prevailed on to be further burdensome to this generous +friend. He insisted on being carried to the parish work-house, +which he said was a far better place than he deserved. +In this house Mr. Stock furnished a small room +for him, and sent him every day a morsel of meat from his +own dinner. Tommy Williams begged that he might always +be allowed to carry it, as some atonement for his +having for a moment so far forgotten his duty, as rather to +rejoice than sympathize in Brown's misfortunes. He never +thought of the fault without sorrow, and often thanked his +master for the wholesome lesson he then gave him, and he +was the better for it all his life.</p> + +<p>Mrs. Stock often carried poor Brown a dish of tea, or a +basin of good broth herself. He was quite a cripple, and +never able to walk out as long as he lived. Mr. Stock, Will +Simpson, and Tommy Williams laid their heads together, +and contrived a sort of barrow on which he was often carried +to church by some of his poor neighbors, of which +Tommy was always one; and he requited their kindness, +by reading a good book to them whenever they would call +in; and he spent his time in teaching their children to sing +psalms or say the catechism.</p> + +<p>It was no small joy to him thus to be enabled to go to +church. Whenever he was carried by the Grayhound, he +was much moved, and used to put up a prayer full of repentance +for the past, and praise for the present. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_101" id="Page_101">[Pg 101]</a></span></p> + + +<hr class="secbreak" /> +<h3>PART V. +<span class="subheading2"><br />A DIALOGUE BETWEEN JAMES STOCK AND WILL SIMPSON, +THE SHOEMAKERS, AS THEY SAT AT WORK, ON THE DUTY +OF CARRYING RELIGION INTO OUR COMMON BUSINESS.</span> +</h3> + +<p>James Stock, and his journeyman Will Simpson, as I +informed my readers in the second part, had resolved to +work together one hour every evening, in order to pay for +Tommy Williams's schooling. This circumstance brought +them to be a good deal together when the rest of the men +were gone home. Now it happened that Mr. Stock had a +pleasant way of endeavoring to turn all common events to +some use; and he thought it right on the present occasion +to make the only return in his power to Will Simpson for +his great kindness. For, said he, if Will gives up so much +of his time to help to provide for this poor boy, it is the +least I can do to try to turn part of that time to the purpose +of promoting Will's spiritual good. Now as the bent +of Stock's own mind was religion, it was easy to him to lead +their talk to something profitable. He always took especial +care, however, that the subject should be introduced properly, +cheerfully, and without constraint. As he well knew +that great good may be sometimes done by a prudent attention +in seizing proper opportunities, so he knew that the +cause of piety had been sometimes hurt by forcing serious +subjects where there was clearly no disposition to receive +them. I say he had found out that two things were necessary +to the promoting of religion among his friends; a warm +zeal to be always on the watch for occasions, and a cool +judgment to distinguish which was the right time and place +to make use of them. To know <i>how</i> to do good is a great +matter, but to know <i>when</i> to do it is no small one. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_102" id="Page_102">[Pg 102]</a></span></p> + +<p>Simpson was an honest, good-natured, young man; he +was now become sober, and rather religiously disposed. +But he was ignorant; he did not know much of the grounds +of religion, or of the corruption of his own nature. He was +regular at church, but was first drawn thither rather by his +skill in psalm-singing than by any great devotion. He had +left off going to the Grayhound, and often read the Bible, +or some other good book on the Sunday evening. This he +thought was quite enough; he thought the Bible was the +prettiest history book in the world, and that religion was a +very good thing for Sundays. But he did not much understand +what business people had with it on working days. +He had left off drinking because it had brought Williams to +the grave, and his wife to dirt and rags; but not because +he himself had seen the evil of sin. He now considered +swearing and Sabbath-breaking as scandalous and indecent, +but he had not found out that both were to be left off +because they are highly offensive to God, and grieve his +Holy Spirit. As Simpson was less self-conceited than most +ignorant people are, Stock had always a good hope that +when he should come to be better acquainted with the word +of God, and with the evil of his own heart, he would become +one day a good Christian. The great hinderance to this was, +that he fancied himself so already.</p> + +<p>One evening Simpson had been calling to Stock's mind +how disorderly the house and shop, where they were now +sitting quietly at work, had formerly been, and he went on +thus:</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> How comfortably we live now, master, to what we +used to do in Williams's time! I used then never to be +happy but when we were keeping it up all night, but now +I am as Merry as the day is long. I find I am twice as +happy since I am grown good and sober.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> I am glad you are happy, Will, and I rejoice that +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_103" id="Page_103">[Pg 103]</a></span> +you are sober; but I would not have you take too much +pride in your own <i>goodness</i>, for fear it should become a sin, +almost as great as some of those you have left off. Besides, +I would not have you make quite so sure that you <i>are</i> +good.</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> Not good, master! Why, don't you find me regular +and orderly at work?</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> Very much so; and accordingly I have a great +respect for you.</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> I pay every one his own, seldom miss church, have +not been drunk since Williams died, have handsome clothes +for Sundays, and save a trifle every week.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> Very true, and very laudable it is; and to all this +you may add that you very generously work an hour for +poor Tommy's education, every evening without fee or reward.</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> Well, master, what can a man do more? If all +this is not being good, I don't know what is.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> All these things are very right, as far as they go, +and you could not well be a Christian without doing them. +But I shall make you stare, perhaps, when I tell you, you +may do all these things, and many more, and yet be no +Christian.</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> No Christian! Surely, master, I do hope that after +all I have done, you will not be so unkind as to say I am no +Christian?</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> God forbid that I should say so, Will. I hope +better things of you. But come now, what do you think it +is to be a Christian?</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> What! why to be christened when one is a child; +to learn the catechism when one can read; to be confirmed +when one is a youth; and to go to church when one +is a man.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> These are all very proper things, and quite necessary. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_104" id="Page_104">[Pg 104]</a></span> +They make part of a Christian's life. But for all that, +a man may be exact in them all, and yet not be a Christian.</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> Not be a Christian! ha! ha! ha! you are very +comical, master.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> No, indeed, I am very serious, Will. At this rate +it would be a very easy thing to be a Christian, and every +man who went through certain forms would be a good man; +and one man who observed those forms would be as good +as another. Whereas, if we come to examine ourselves by +the word of God, I am afraid there are but few comparatively +whom our Saviour would allow to be real Christians. +What is your notion of a Christian's practice?</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> Why, he must not rob, nor murder, nor get drunk. +He must avoid scandalous things, and do as other decent +orderly people do.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> It is easy enough to be what the world calls a +Christian, but not to be what the Bible calls so.</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> Why, master, we working men are not expected to +be saints, and martyrs, and apostles, and ministers.</p> + +<p>Stock. We are not. And yet, Will, there are not two +sorts of Christianity; we are called to practice the same +religion which they practiced, and something of the same +spirit is expected in us which we reverence in them. It was +not saints and martyrs only to whom our Saviour said that +they must <i>crucify the world, with its affections and lusts</i>. +We are called to <i>be holy</i> in our measure and degree, as <i>he +who hath called us is holy</i>. It was not only saints and +martyrs who were told that they must be <i>like-minded with +Christ</i>. That <i>they must do all to the glory of God</i>. That +<i>they must renounce the spirit of the world, and deny themselves</i>. +It was not to apostles only that Christ said, <i>They +must have their conversation in heaven</i>. It was not to a +few holy men, set apart for the altar, that he said, <i>They +must set their affections on things above</i>. That <i>they must +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_105" id="Page_105">[Pg 105]</a></span> +not be conformed to the world</i>. No, it was to fishermen, to +publicans, to farmers, to day-laborers, to poor tradesmen, +that he spoke when he told them, they must <i>love not the +world nor the things of the world. That they must renounce +the hidden things of dishonesty, grow in grace, lay up for +themselves treasures in Heaven.</i></p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> All this might be very proper for <i>them</i> to be taught, +because they had not been bred up Christians, but heathens +or Jews: and Christ wanted to make them his followers, +that is, Christians. But thank God we do not want to be +taught all this, for we <i>are</i> Christians, born in a Christian +country, of Christian parents.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> I suppose, then, you fancy that Christianity comes +to people in a Christian country by nature?</p> + +<p><i>Will</i>. I think it comes by a good education, or a good +example. When a fellow who has got any sense, sees a +man cut off in his prime by drinking, like Williams, I think +he will begin to leave it off. When he sees another man +respected, like you, master, for honesty and sobriety, and +going to church, why he will grow honest, and sober, and +go to church: that is, he will see it his advantage to be a +Christian.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> Will, what you say is the truth, but 'tis not the +whole truth. You are right as far as you go, but you do +not go far enough. The worldly advantages of piety, are, +as you suppose, in general great. Credit, prosperity, and +health, almost naturally attend on a religious life, both because +a religious life supposes a sober and industrious life, +and because a man who lives in a course of duty puts himself +in the way of God's blessing. But a true Christian has +a still higher aim in view, and will follow religion even under +circumstances when it may hurt his credit and ruin his +prosperity, if it should ever happen to be the will of God +that he should be brought into such a trying state. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_106" id="Page_106">[Pg 106]</a></span></p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> Well, master, to speak the truth, if I go to church +on Sundays, and follow my work in the week, I must say I +think that is being good.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> I agree with you, that he who does both, gives +the best outward signs that he is good, as you call it. But +our going to church, and even reading the Bible, are no +proofs that we are as good as we need be, but rather that +we do both these in order to make us better than we are. +We do both on Sundays, as means, by God's blessing, to +make us better all the week. We are to bring the fruits +of that chapter or of that sermon into our daily life, and try +to get our inmost heart and secret thoughts, as well as our +daily conduct, amended by them.</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> Why, sure, master, you won't be so unreasonable +as to want a body to be religious always? I can't do that, +neither. I'm not such a hypocrite as to pretend to it.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> Yes, you can be so in every action of your life.</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> What, master! always to be thinking about religion?</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> No, far from it, Will; much less to be always +talking about it. But you must be always under its power +and spirit.</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> But surely 'tis pretty well if I do this when I go to +church; or while I am saying my prayers. Even you, +master, as strict as you are, would not have me always on +my knees, nor always at church, I suppose: for then how +would your work be carried on? and how would our town +be supplied with shoes?</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> Very true, Will. 'Twould be no proof of our +religion to let our customers go barefoot; but 'twould be a +proof of our laziness, and we should starve, as we ought to +do. The business of the world must not only be carried on, +but carried on with spirit and activity. We have the same +authority for not being <i>slothful in business</i>, as we have for +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_107" id="Page_107">[Pg 107]</a></span> +being <i>fervent in spirit</i>. Religion has put godliness and +laziness as wide asunder as any two things in the world; +and what God has separated let no man pretend to join. +Indeed, the spirit of religion can have no fellowship with +sloth, indolence, and self-indulgence. But still, a Christian +does not carry on his common trade quite like another man, +neither; for something of the spirit which he labors to +attain at church, he carries with him into his worldly concerns. +While there are some that set up for Sunday Christians, +who have no notion that they are bound to be week-day +Christians too.</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> Why, master, I do think, if God Almighty is +contented with one day in seven, he won't thank you for +throwing him the other six into the bargain. I thought he +gave us them for our own use; and I am sure nobody works +harder all the week than you do.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> God, it is true, sets apart one day in seven for actual +rest from labor, and for more immediate devotion to +his service. But show me that text wherein he says, +Thou shalt love the Lord thy God on <i>Sundays</i>—Thou shalt +keep my commandments on the <i>Sabbath day</i>—To be carnally +minded on <i>Sundays, is death</i>—Cease to do evil, and +learn to do well <i>one day in seven</i>—Grow in grace on the +<i>Lord's day</i>—Is there any such text?</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> No, to be sure there is not; for that would be encouraging +sin on all the other days.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> Yes, just as you do when you make religion a +thing for the church, and not for the world. There is no +one lawful calling, in pursuing which we may not serve God +acceptably. You and I may serve him while we are stitching +this pair of boots. Farmer Furrow, while he is plowing +yonder field. Betsy West, over the way, while she is +nursing her sick mother. Neighbor Incle, in measuring +out his tapes and ribands. I say all these may serve God +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_108" id="Page_108">[Pg 108]</a></span> +just as acceptably in those employments as at church; I +had almost said more so.</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> Ay, indeed; how can that be? Now you're too +much on t'other side.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> Because a man's trials in trade being often greater, +they give him fresh means of glorifying God, and proving +the sincerity of religion. A man who mixes in business, is +naturally brought into continual temptations and difficulties. +These will lead him, if he be a good man, to look more to +God, than he perhaps would otherwise do; he sees temptations +on the right hand and on the left; he knows that +there are snares all around him: this makes him watchful; +he feels that the enemy within is too ready to betray him: +this makes him humble himself; while a sense of his own +difficulties makes him tender to the failings of others.</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> Then you would make one believe, after all, that +trade or business must be sinful in itself, since it brings a +man into all these snares and scrapes.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> No, no, Will; trade and business don't create evil +passions—they were in the heart before—only now and then +they seem to lie snug a little—our concerns with the world +bring them out into action a little more, and thus show +both others and ourselves what we really are. But then +as the world offers more trials on the one hand, so on the +other it holds out more duties. If we are called to battle +oftener, we have more opportunities of victory. Every +temptation resisted, is an enemy subdued; and <i>he that +ruleth his own spirit, is better than he that taketh a city</i>.</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> I don't quite understand you, master.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> I will try to explain myself. There is no passion +more called out by the transactions of trade than covetousness. +Now, 'tis impossible to withstand such a master sin +as that, without carrying a good deal of the spirit of religion +into one's trade. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_109" id="Page_109">[Pg 109]</a></span></p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> Well, I own I don't yet see how I am to be religious +when I'm hard at work, or busy settling an account. +I can't do two things at once; 'tis as if I were to pretend +to make a shoe and cut out a boot at the same moment.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> I tell you both must subsist together. Nay, the +one must be the motive to the other. God commands us +to be industrious, and if we love him, the desire of pleasing +him should be the main spring of our industry.</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> I don't see how I can always be thinking about +pleasing God.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> Suppose, now, a man had a wife and children +whom he loved, and wished to serve; would he not be often +thinking about them while he was at work? and though +he would not be <i>always</i> thinking nor always talking about +them, yet would not the very love he bore them be a constant +spur to his industry? He would always be pursuing +the same course from the same motive, though his words +and even his thoughts must often be taken up in the common +transactions of life.</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> I say first one, then the other; now for labor, now +for religion.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> I will show that both must go together. I will +suppose you were going to buy so many skins of our currier—that +is quite a worldly transaction—you can't see +what a spirit of religion has to do with buying a few calves' +skins. Now, I tell you it has a great deal to do with it. +Covetousness, a desire to make a good bargain, may rise up +in your heart. Selfishness, a spirit of monopoly, a wish to +get all, in order to distress others; these are evil desires, and +must be subdued. Some opportunity of unfair gain offers, +in which there may be much sin, and yet little scandal. +Here a Christian will stop short; he will recollect, <i>That he +who maketh haste to be rich shall hardly be innocent</i>. Perhaps +the sin may be on the side of your dealer—<i>he</i> may +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_110" id="Page_110">[Pg 110]</a></span> +want to overreach <i>you</i>—this is provoking—you are tempted +to violent anger, perhaps to swear; here is a fresh demand +on you for a spirit of patience and moderation, as there was +before for a spirit of justice and self-denial. If, by God's +grace, you get the victory over these temptations, you are +the better man for having been called out to them; always +provided, that the temptations be not of your own seeking. +If you give way, and sink under these temptations, don't +go and say trade and business have made you covetous, passionate +and profane. No, no; depend upon it, you were so +before; you would have had all these evil seeds lurking in +your heart, if you had been loitering about at home and +doing nothing, with the additional sin of idleness into the +bargain. When you are busy, the devil often tempts you; +when you are idle, you tempt the devil. If business and +the world call these evil tempers into action, business and +the world call that religion into action too which teaches us +to resist them. And in this you see the week-day fruit of +the Sunday's piety. 'Tis trade and business in the week +which call us to put our Sunday readings, praying, and +church-going into practice.</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> Well, master, you have a comical way, somehow, +of coming over one. I never should have thought there +would have been any religion wanted in buying and selling +a few calves' skins. But I begin to see there is a good deal +in what you say. And, whenever I am doing a common +action, I will try to remember that it must be done <i>after a +godly sort</i>.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> I hear the clock strike nine—let us leave off our +work. I will only observe further, that one good end of +our bringing religion into our business is, to put us in mind +not to undertake more business than we can carry on consistently +with our religion. I shall never commend that +man's diligence, though it is often commended by the world, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_111" id="Page_111">[Pg 111]</a></span> +who is not diligent about the salvation of his soul. We are +as much forbidden to be overcharged with the <i>cares</i> of life, +as with its <i>pleasures</i>. I only wish to prove to you, that a +discreet Christian may be wise for both worlds; that he may +employ his hands without entangling his soul, and labor for +the meat that perisheth, without neglecting that which endureth +unto eternal life; that he may be prudent for time +while he is wise for eternity.</p> + + +<hr class="secbreak" /> +<h3>PART VI. +<span class="subheading2"><br />DIALOGUE THE SECOND. ON THE DUTY OF CARRYING RELIGION +INTO OUR AMUSEMENTS.</span> +</h3> + +<p>The next evening Will Simpson being got first to his +work, Mr. Stock found him singing very cheerfully over his +last. His master's entrance did not prevent his finishing +his song, which concluded with these words:</p> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">"Since life is no more than a passage at best,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Let us strew the way over with flowers."<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<p>When Will had concluded his song, he turned to Mr. +Stock, and said, "I thank you, master, for first putting it +into my head how wicked it is to sing profane and indecent +songs. I never sing any now which have any wicked words +in them."</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> I am glad to hear it. So far you do well. But +there are other things as bad as wicked words, nay worse +perhaps, though they do not so much shock the ear of decency.</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> What is that, master? What can be so bad as +wicked words? +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_112" id="Page_112">[Pg 112]</a></span></p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> Wicked <i>thoughts</i>, Will. Which thoughts, when +they are covered with smooth words, and dressed out in +pleasing rhymes, so as not to shock modest young people +by the sound, do more harm to their principles, than those +songs of which the words are so gross and disgusting, that +no person of common decency can for a moment listen +to them.</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> Well, master, I am sure that was a very pretty +song I was singing when you came in, and a song which +very sober, good people sing.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> Do they? Then I will be bold to say that singing +such songs is no part of their goodness. I heard indeed +but two lines of it, but they were so heathenish that I +desire to hear no more.</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> Now you are really too hard. What harm could +there be in it? There was not one indecent word.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> I own, indeed, that indecent words are particularly +offensive. But, as I said before, though immodest expressions +offend the ear more, they do not corrupt the heart, +perhaps, much more than songs of which the words are decent, +and the principle vicious. In the latter case, because +there is nothing that shocks his ear, a man listens till the +sentiment has so corrupted his heart, that his ears grow +hardened too; by long custom he loses all sense of the danger +of profane diversions; and I must say I have often +heard young women of character sing songs in company, +which I should be ashamed to read by myself. But come, +as we work, let us talk over this business a little; and first +let us stick to this sober song of yours, that you boast so +much about. (<i>repeats</i>)</p> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">"Since life is no more than a passage at best,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Let us strew the way over with flowers."<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<p>Now what do you learn by this? +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_113" id="Page_113">[Pg 113]</a></span></p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> Why, master, I don't pretend to learn much by +it. But 'tis a pretty tune and pretty words.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> But what do these pretty words mean?</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> That we must make ourselves merry because life +is short.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> Will! Of what religion are you?</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> You are always asking one such odd questions, +master; why a Christian, to be sure.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> If I often ask you or others this question, it is only +because I like to know what grounds I am to go upon when +I am talking with you or them. I conceive that there are +in this country two sorts of people, Christians and no Christians. +Now, if people profess to be of this first description, +I expect one kind of notions, opinions, and behavior from +them; if they say they are of the latter, then I look for +another set of notions and actions from them. I compel +no man to think with me. I take every man at his word. +I only expect him to think and believe according to the +character he takes upon himself, and to act on the principles +of that character which he professes to maintain.</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> That's fair enough—I can't say but it is—to take +a man at his own word, and on his own grounds.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> Well then. Of whom does the Scripture speak +when it says, <i>Let us eat and drink, for to-morrow we die</i>?</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> Why of heathens, to be sure, not of Christians.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> And of whom when it says, <i>Let us crown ourselves +with rosebuds before they are withered</i>?</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> O, that is Solomon's worldly fool.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> You disapprove of both, then.</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> To be sure I do. I should not be a Christian if I +did not.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> And yet, though a Christian, you are admiring the +very same thought in the song you were singing. How do +you reconcile this? +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_114" id="Page_114">[Pg 114]</a></span></p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> O, there is no comparison between them. These +several texts are designed to describe loose, wicked heathens. +Now I learn texts as part of my religion. But religion, you +know, has nothing to do with a song. I sing a song for my +pleasure.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> In our last night's talk, Will, I endeavored to +prove to you that religion was to be brought into our <i>business</i>. +I wish now to let you see that it is to be brought into +our <i>pleasure</i> also. And that he who is really a Christian, +must be a Christian in his very diversions.</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> Now you are too strict again, master; as you last +night declared, that in our business you would not have us +always praying, so I hope that in our pleasure you would +not have us always psalm-singing. I hope you would not +have all one's singing to be about good things.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> Not so, Will; but I would not have any part +either of our business or our pleasure to be about evil things. +It is one thing to be singing <i>about</i> religion, it is another +thing to be singing <i>against</i> it. Saint Peter, I fancy, would +not much have approved your favorite song. He, at least +seemed to have another view of the matter, when he said, +<i>The end of all things is at hand</i>. Now this text teaches +much the same awful truth with the first line of your song. +But let us see to what different purposes the apostle and the +poet turn the very same thought. Your song says, because +life is so short, let us make it merry. Let us divert ourselves +so much on the road, that we may forget the end. +Now what says the apostle, <i>Because the end of all things is +at hand be ye therefore sober and watch unto prayer</i>.</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> Why, master, I like to be sober too, and have +left off drinking. But still I never thought that we were +obliged to carry texts out of the Bible to try the soundness +of a song; and to enable us to judge if we might be both +merry and wise in singing it. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_115" id="Page_115">[Pg 115]</a></span></p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> Providence has not so stinted our enjoyments, +Will, but he has left us many subjects of harmless merriment; +but, for my own part, I am never certain that any +one is quite harmless till I have tried it by this rule that +you seem to think so strict. There is another favorite catch +which I heard you and some of the workmen humming +yesterday.</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> I will prove to you that there is not a word of +harm in <i>that</i>; pray listen now. (<i>sings.</i>)</p> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">"Which is the best day to drink—Sunday, Monday,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday?"<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> Now, Will, do you really find you unwillingness +to drink is so great that you stand in need of all these incentives +to provoke you to it? Do you not find temptation +strong enough without exciting your inclinations, and whetting +your appetites in this manner? Can any thing be more +unchristian than to persuade youth by pleasant words, set +to the most alluring music, that the pleasures of drinking +are so great, that every day in the week, naming them all +successively, by way of fixing and enlarging the idea, is +equally fit, equally proper, and equally delightful, for what?—for +the low and sensual purpose of getting drunk. Tell +me, Will, are you so <i>very</i> averse to pleasure? Are you naturally +so cold and dead to all passion and temptation, that +you really find it necessary to inflame your imagination, and +disorder your senses, in order to excite a quicker relish for +the pleasure of sin?</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> All this is true enough, indeed; but I never saw it +in this light before.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> As I passed by the Grayhound last night, in my +way to my evening's walk in the fields, I caught this one +verse of a song which the club were singing:</p> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">"Bring the flask, the music bring,<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Joy shall quickly find us;<br /></span> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_116" id="Page_116">[Pg 116]</a></span> +<span class="i0">Drink, and dance, and laugh, and sing,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">And cast dull care behind us."<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<p>When I got into the fields, I could not forbear comparing +this song with the second lesson last Sunday evening at +church; these were the words: <i>Take heed lest at any time +your heart be overcharged with drunkenness, and so that +day come upon you unawares, for as a snare shall it come +upon all them that are on the face of the earth.</i></p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> Why, to be sure, if the second lesson was right, +the song must be wrong.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> I ran over in my mind also a comparison between +such songs as that which begins with</p> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">"Drink, and drive care away,"<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<p>with those injunctions of holy writ, <i>Watch and pray, therefore, +that you enter not into temptation</i>; and again, <i>Watch +and pray that you may escape all these things</i>. I say I +compared this with the song I allude to,</p> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">"Drink and drive care away,<br /></span> +<span class="i1">Drink and be merry;<br /></span> +<span class="i0">You'll ne'er go the faster<br /></span> +<span class="i1">To the Stygian ferry."<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<p>I compared this with that awful admonition of Scripture +how to pass the time. <i>Not in rioting and drunkenness, +not in chambering and wantonness, but put ye on the Lord +Jesus Christ, and make not provision for the flesh to fulfill +the lusts thereof.</i></p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> I am afraid then, master, you would not much +approve of what I used to think a very pretty song, which +begins with,</p> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">"A plague on those musty old lubbers<br /></span> +<span class="i0">Who teach us to fast and to think."<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> Will, what would you think of any one who +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_117" id="Page_117">[Pg 117]</a></span> +should sit down and write a book or a song to abuse the +clergy?</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> Why I should think he was a very wicked fellow, +and I hope no one would look into such a book, or sing +such a song.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> And yet it must certainly be the clergy who are +scoffed at in that verse, it being their professed business to +teach us to think and be serious.</p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> Ay, master, and now you have opened my eyes, +I think I can make some of those comparisons myself +between the spirit of the Bible, and the spirit of these +songs.</p> + +<div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> +<span class="i0">"Bring the flask, the goblet bring,"<br /></span> +</div></div> + +<p>won't stand very well in company with the threat of the +prophet: <i>Woe unto them that rise early, that they may +mingle strong drink.</i></p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> Ay, Will; and these thoughtless people who live +up to their singing, seem to be the very people described in +another place as glorying in their intemperance, and acting +what their songs describe: <i>They look at the wine and say +it is red, it moveth itself aright in the cup.</i></p> + +<p><i>Will.</i> I do hope I shall for the future not only become +more careful what songs I sing myself, but also not to keep +company with those who sing nothing else but what in my +sober judgment I now see to be wrong.</p> + +<p><i>Stock.</i> As we shall have no <i>body</i> in the world to come, +it is a pity not only to make our pleasures here consist entirely +in the delights of animal life, but to make our very +songs consist in extolling and exalting those delights which +are unworthy of the man as well as of the Christian. If, +through temptation or weakness, we fall into errors, let us +not establish and confirm them by picking up all the songs +and scraps of verses which excuse, justify, and commend +sin. That time is short, is a reason given by these song-mongers +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_118" id="Page_118">[Pg 118]</a></span> +why we should give into greater indulgences. +That time is short, is a reason given by the apostle why +we should enjoy our dearest comforts as if we enjoyed them +not.</p> + +<p>Now, Will, I hope you will see the importance of so +managing, that our diversions (for diversions of some kind +we all require), may be as carefully chosen as our other employments. +For to make them such as effectually drive out +of our minds all that the Bible and the minister have been +putting into them, seems to me as imprudent as it is unchristian. +But this is not all. Such sentiments as these +songs contain, set off by the prettiest music, heightened by +liquor and all the noise and spirit of what is called jovial company, +all this, I say, not only puts every thing that is right +out of the mind, but puts every thing that is wrong into it. +Such songs, therefore, as tend to promote levity, thoughtlessness, +loose imaginations, false views of life, forgetfulness +of death, contempt of whatever is serious, and neglect of +whatever is sober, whether they be, love-songs, or drinking-songs, +will not, can not be sung by any man or any woman +who makes a serious profession of Christianity.<a name="FNanchor_4" id="FNanchor_4"></a><a href="#Footnote_4" class="fnanchor">[4]</a></p> +<p> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_119" id="Page_119">[Pg 119]</a></span></p> + + +<hr class="chapbreak" /> +<h2><a name="THE_HISTORY_OF_TOM_WHITE" id="THE_HISTORY_OF_TOM_WHITE"></a>THE HISTORY OF TOM WHITE, +<span class="subheading"><br />THE POST BOY.</span> +</h2> + +<hr class="decobreak" /> +<h3>PART I.</h3> + + +<p>Tom White was one of the best drivers of a post-chaise +on the Bath road. Tom was the son of an honest laborer +at a little village in Wiltshire; he was an active, industrious +boy, and as soon as he was old enough he left his father, +who was burdened with a numerous family, and went to +live with Farmer Hodges, a sober, worthy man in the same +village. He drove the wagon all the week; and on Sundays, +though he was now grown up, the farmer required +him to attend the Sunday School, carried on under the inspection +of Dr. Shepherd, the worthy vicar, and always +made him read his Bible in the evening after he had +served his cattle; and would have turned him out of his +service if he had ever gone to the ale-house for his own +pleasure.</p> + +<p>Tom, by carrying some wagon loads of faggots to the +Bear inn, at Devizes, made many acquaintances in the +stable-yard. He soon learned to compare his own carter's +frock, and shoes thick set with nails, with the smart red +jackets, and tight boots of the post-boys, and grew ashamed +of his own homely dress; he was resolved to drive a chaise, +to get money, and to see the world. Foolish fellow! he +never considered that, though it is true, a wagoner works +hard all day, yet he gets a quiet evening at home, and undisturbed +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_120" id="Page_120">[Pg 120]</a></span> +rest at night. However, as there must be chaise-boys +as well as plow-boys, there was no great harm in the +change. The evil company to which it exposed him was +the chief mischief. He left Farmer Hodges, though not +without sorrow, at quitting so kind a master, and got himself +hired at the Black Bear.</p> + +<p>Notwithstanding the temptations to which he was now +exposed, Tom's good education stood by him for some time. +At first he was frightened to hear the oaths and wicked +words which are too often uttered in a stable-yard. However, +though he thought it very wrong, he had not the courage +to reprove it, and the next step to being easy at seeing +others sin is to sin ourselves. By degrees he began to +think it manly, and a mark of spirit in others to swear; +though the force of good habits was so strong that at first, +when he ventured to swear himself, it was with fear, and in +a low voice. But he was soon laughed out of his sheepishness, +as they called it; and though he never became so +profane and blasphemous as some of his companions (for +he never swore in cool blood, or in mirth, as so many do), +yet he would too often use a dreadful bad word when he +was in a passion with his horses. And here I can not but +drop a hint on the deep folly as well as wickedness, of being +in a great rage with poor beasts, who, not having the gift +of reason, can not be moved like human creatures, with all +the wicked words that are said to them; though these +dumb creatures, unhappily, having the gift of feeling, suffer +as much as human creatures can do, at the cruel and unnecessary +beatings given them. Tom had been bred up to +think that drunkenness was a great sin, for he never saw +Farmer Hodges drunk in his life, and where a farmer is +sober himself, his men are less likely to drink, or if they do +the master can reprove them with the better grace.</p> + +<p>Tom was not naturally fond of drink, yet for the sake +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_121" id="Page_121">[Pg 121]</a></span> +of being thought merry company, and a hearty fellow, he +often drank more than he ought. As he had been used to +go to church twice on Sunday, while he lived with the +farmer (who seldom used his horses on that day, except to +carry his wife to church behind him), Tom felt a little uneasy +when he was sent the very first Sunday a long journey +with a great family; for I can not conceal the truth, that +too many gentlefolks will travel, when there is no necessity +for it, on a Sunday, and when Monday would answer the +end just as well. This is a great grief to all good and +sober people, both rich and poor; and it is still more inexcusable +in the great, who have every day at their command. +However, he kept his thoughts to himself, though he could +not now and then help thinking how quietly things were +going on at the farmer's, whose wagoner on a Sunday led +as easy a life as if he had been a gentleman. But he soon +lost all thoughts of this kind, and in time did not know a +Sunday from a Monday. Tom went on prosperously, as it +is called, for three or four years, got plenty of money, but +saved not a shilling. As soon as his horses were once in +the stable, whoever would might see them fed for Tom. He +had other fish to fry. Fives, cards, cudgel-playing, laying +wagers, and keeping loose company, each of which he at +first disliked, and each of which he soon learned to practice, +ran away with all his money, and all his spare time; and +though he was generally in the way as soon as the horses +were ready (because if there was no driving there was no +pay), yet he did not care whether the carriage was clean or +dirty, if the horses looked well or ill, if the harness was +whole, or the horses were shod. The certainty that the +gains of to-morrow would make up for the extravagance of +to-day, made him quite thoughtless and happy; for he +was young, active, and healthy, and never foresaw that a +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_122" id="Page_122">[Pg 122]</a></span> +rainy day might come, when he would want what he now +squandered.</p> + +<p>One day, being a little flustered with liquor as he was +driving his return chaise through Brentford, he saw just before +him another empty carriage, driven by one of his acquaintance; +he whipped up his horses, resolving to outstrip +the other, and swearing dreadfully that he would be at the +Red Lion first—for a pint—"Done!" cried the other, "a +wager." Both cut and spurred the poor beasts with the +usual fury, as if their credit had been really at stake, or +their lives had depended on that foolish contest. Tom's +chaise had now got up to that of his rival, and they drove +along side of each other with great fury and many imprecations. +But in a narrow part Tom's chaise being in the +middle, with his antagonist on one side, and a cart driving +against him on the other, the horses reared, the carriages +got entangled; Tom roared out a great oath to the other +to stop, which he either could not, or would not do, but returned +an horrid imprecation that he would win the wager +if he was alive. Tom's horses took fright, and he himself +was thrown to the ground with great violence. As soon as +he could be got from under the wheels, he was taken up +senseless, his leg was broken in two places, and his body +was much bruised. Some people whom the noise had +brought together, put him in the post-chaise in which the +wagoner kindly assisted, but the other driver seemed careless +and indifferent, and drove off, observing with a brutal +coolness, "I am sorry I have lost my pint; I should have +beat him hollow, had it not been for this <i>little accident</i>." +Some gentlemen who came out of the inn, after reprimanding +this savage, inquired who he was, wrote to inform his +master, and got him discharged: resolving that neither +they nor any of their friends would ever employ him, and +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_123" id="Page_123">[Pg 123]</a></span> +he was long out of place, and nobody ever cared to be +driven by him.</p> + +<p>Tom was taken to one of those excellent hospitals with +which London abounds. His agonies were dreadful, his +leg was set, and a high fever came on. As soon as he was +left alone to reflect on his condition; his first thought was +that he should die, and his horror was inconceivable. +Alas! said he, what will become of my poor soul? I am +cut off in the very commission of three great sins: I was +drunk, I was in a horrible passion, and I had oaths and +blasphemies in my mouth. He tried to pray, but he could +not; his mind was all distraction, and he thought he was +so very wicked that God would not forgive him; because, +said he, I have sinned against light and knowledge; I have +had a sober education, and good examples; I was bred in +the fear of God, and the knowledge of Christ, and I deserve +nothing but punishment. At length he grew light-headed, +and there was little hope of his life. Whenever he came +to his senses for a few minutes, he cried out, O! that my +old companions could now see me, surely they would take +warning by my sad fate, and repent before it is too late.</p> + +<p>By the blessing of God on the skill of the surgeon, and +the care of the nurses, he however grew better in a few +days. And here let me stop to remark, what a mercy it is +that we live in a Christian country, where the poor, when +sick, or lame, or wounded, are taken as much care of as +any gentry: nay, in some respects more, because in hospitals +and infirmaries there are more doctors and surgeons +to attend, than most private gentlefolks can afford to have +at their own houses, whereas <i>there never was a hospital in +the whole heathen world</i>. Blessed be God for this, among +the thousand other excellent fruits of the Christian religion! +A religion which, like its Divine founder, while its grand +object is the salvation of men's souls, teaches us also to relieve +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_124" id="Page_124">[Pg 124]</a></span> +their bodily wants. It directs us never to forget that +He who forgave sins, healed diseases, and while He preached +the Gospel, fed the multitude.</p> + +<p>It was eight weeks before Tom could be taken out of bed. +This was a happy affliction; for by the grace of God, this +long sickness and solitude gave him time to reflect on his +past life. He began seriously to hate those darling sins +which had brought him to the brink of ruin. He could +now pray heartily; he confessed and lamented his iniquities, +with many tears, and began to hope that the mercies of +God, through the merits of a Redeemer, might yet be extended +to him on his sincere repentance. He resolved +never more to return to the same evil courses, but he did +not trust in his own strength, but prayed that God would +give him grace for the future, as well as pardon for the +past. He remembered, and he was humbled at the thought, +that he used to have short fits of repentance, and to form +resolutions of amendment, in his wild and thoughtless days; +and often when he had a bad head-ache after a drinking +bout, or had lost his money at all-fours, he vowed never to +drink or play again. But as soon as his head was well and +his pockets recruited, he forgot all his resolutions. And +how should it be otherwise? for he trusted in his own +strength, he never prayed to God to strengthen him, nor +ever avoided the next temptation. He thought that amendment +was a thing to be set about at any time; he did not +know that <i>it is the grace of God which bringeth us to repentance</i>.</p> + +<p>The case was now different. Tom began to find that <i>his +strength was perfect weakness</i>, and that he could do nothing +without the Divine assistance, for which he prayed heartily +and constantly. He sent home for his Bible and Prayer-book, +which he had not opened for two years, and which +had been given him when he left the Sunday School. He +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_125" id="Page_125">[Pg 125]</a></span> +spent the chief part of his time in reading them, and derived +great comfort, as well as great knowledge, from this +employment of his time. The study of the Bible filled his +heart with gratitude to God, who had not cut him off in +the midst of his sins; but had given him space for repentance; +and the agonies he had lately suffered with his broken +leg increased the thankfulness that he had escaped the +more dreadful pain of eternal misery. And here let me +remark what encouragement this is for rich people to give +away Bibles and good books, and not to lose all hope, +though, for a time, they see little or no good effect from it. +According to all appearance, Tom's books were never likely +to do him any good, and yet his generous benefactor, who +had cast his bread upon the waters, found it after many +days; for this Bible, which had lain untouched for years, +was at last made the instrument of his reformation. God +will work in his own good time, and in his own way, but +<i>our</i> zeal and <i>our</i> exertions are the means by which he commonly +chooses to work.</p> + +<p>As soon as he got well, and was discharged from the +hospital, Tom began to think he must return to get his +bread. At first he had some scruples about going back to +his old employ: but, says he, sensibly enough, gentlefolks +must travel, travelers must have chaises, and chaises must +have drivers; 'tis a very honest calling, and I don't know +that goodness belongs to one sort of business more than to +another; and he who can be good in a state of great temptation, +provided the calling be lawful, and the temptations +are not of his own seeking, and he be diligent in prayer, +maybe better than another man for aught I know: and <i>all +that belongs to us is, to do our duty in that state of life in +which it shall please God to call us</i>; and to leave events +in God's hand. Tom had rubbed up his catechism at the +hospital, and 'tis a pity that people don't look at their catechism +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_126" id="Page_126">[Pg 126]</a></span> +sometimes when they are grown up; for it is full as +good for men and women as it is for children; nay, better; +for though the answers contained in it are intended for +children to <i>repeat</i>, yet the duties enjoined in it are intended +for men and woman to put in <i>practice</i>. It is, if I may so +speak, the very grammar of Christianity and of our church, +and they who understand every part of their catechism +thoroughly, will not be ignorant of any thing which a plain +Christian need know.</p> + +<p>Tom now felt grieved that he was obliged to drive on +Sundays. But people who are in earnest and have their +hearts in a thing, can find helps in all cases. As soon as +he had set down his company at their stage, and had seen +his horses fed, says Tom, a man who takes care of his +horses, will generally think it right to let them rest an +hour or two at least. In every town it is a chance but +there may be a church open during part of that time. If +the prayers should be over, I'll try hard for the sermon; +and if I dare not stay to the sermon it is a chance but I +may catch the prayers; it is worth trying for, however; +and as I used to think nothing of making a push, for the +sake of getting an hour to gamble, I need not grudge to +take a little pains extraordinary to serve God. By this +watchfulness he soon got to know the hours of service at +all the towns on the road he traveled; and while the horses +fed, Tom went to church; and it became a favorite proverb +with him, that <i>prayers and provender hinder no man's +journey</i>; and I beg leave to recommend Tom's maxim +to all travelers; whether master or servant, carrier or +coachman.</p> + +<p>At first his companions wanted to laugh and make sport +of this—but when they saw that no lad on the road was up +so early or worked so hard as Tom, when they saw no +chaise so neat, no glasses so bright, no harness so tight, no +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_127" id="Page_127">[Pg 127]</a></span> +driver so diligent, so clean, or so civil, they found he was +no subject to make sport at. Tom indeed was very careful +in looking after the linch-pins; in never giving his horses +too much water when they were hot; nor, whatever was +his haste, would he ever gallop them up hill, strike them +across the head, or when tired, cut and slash them, or gallop +them over the stones, as soon as he got into town, as +some foolish fellows do. What helped to cure Tom of these +bad practices, was the remark he met with in the Bible, +that <i>a good man is merciful to his beast</i>. He was much +moved one day on reading the Prophet Jonah, to observe +what compassion the great God of heaven and earth had +for poor beasts; for one of the reasons there given why +the Almighty was unwilling to destroy the great city of +Nineveh was, <i>because there was much cattle in it</i>. After +this, Tom never could bear to see a wanton <a class="corr" name="TC_6" id="TC_6" title="stoke">stroke</a> inflicted. +Doth God care for horses, said he, and shall man be cruel +to them?</p> + +<p>Tom soon grew rich for one in his station; for every gentleman +on the road would be driven by no other lad if +<i>careful Tom</i> was to be had. Being diligent, he <i>got</i> a great +deal of money; being frugal, he <i>spent</i> but little; and having +no vices, he <i>wasted</i> none, he soon found out that +there was some meaning in that text which says, that <i>godliness +hath the promise of the life that now is, as well as +that which is to come</i>: for the same principles which make +a man sober and honest, have also a natural tendency to +make him healthy and rich; while a drunkard and spendthrift +can hardly escape being sick and a beggar. Vice is +the parent of misery in both worlds.</p> + +<p>After a few years, Tom begged a holiday, and made a +visit to his native village; his good character had got +thither before him. He found his father was dead, but +during his long illness Tom had supplied him with money, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_128" id="Page_128">[Pg 128]</a></span> +and by allowing him a trifle every week, had had the +honest satisfaction of keeping him from the parish. Farmer +Hodges was still living, but being grown old and infirm, he +was desirous to retire from business. He retained a great +regard for his old servant, Tom; and finding he was worth +money, and knowing he knew something of country business, +he offered to let him a small farm at an easy rate, and +promised his assistance in the management for the first +year, with the loan of a small sum of money, that he might +set out with a pretty stock. Tom thanked him with tears +in his eyes, went back and took a handsome leave of his +master, who made him a present of a horse and cart, in acknowledgment +of his long and faithful services; for, says +he, I have saved many horses by Tom's care and attention, +and I could well afford to do the same by every servant +who did the same by me; and should be a richer man at +the end of every year by the same generosity, provided I +could meet with just and faithful servants who deserve the +same rewards. Tom was soon settled in his new farm, and +in less than a year had got every thing neat and decent +about him. Farmer Hodges's long experience and friendly +advice, joined to his own industry and hard labor, soon +brought the farm to great perfection. The regularity, sobriety, +peaceableness, and piety of his daily life, his constant +attendance at church twice every Sunday, and his decent +and devout behavior when there, soon recommended him +to the notice of Dr. Shepherd, who was still living, a pattern +of zeal, activity, and benevolence to all parish priests. +The Doctor soon began to hold up Tom, or, as we must +now more properly term him, Mr. Thomas White, to the +imitation of the whole parish, and the frequent and condescending +conversation of this worthy clergyman contributed +no less than his preaching to the improvement of his +new parishioner in piety. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_129" id="Page_129">[Pg 129]</a></span></p> + +<p>Farmer White soon found out that a dairy could not +well be carried on without a mistress, and began to think +seriously of marrying; he prayed to God to direct him in +so important a business. He knew that a tawdry, vain, +dressy girl was not likely to make good cheese and butter, +and that a worldly, ungodly woman would make a sad wife +and mistress of a family. He soon heard of a young +woman of excellent character, who had been bred up by +the vicar's lady, and still lived in the family as upper maid. +She was prudent, sober, industrious, and religious. Her +neat, modest, and plain appearance at church (for she was +seldom seen any where else out of her master's family), was +an example to all persons in her station, and never failed +to recommend her to strangers, even before they had an +opportunity of knowing the goodness of her character. +It was her character, however, which recommended her +to Farmer White. He knew that <i>favor is deceitful, +and beauty is vain, but a woman that feareth the Lord, +she shall be praised</i>: ay, and not only praised, but +chosen too, says Farmer White, as he took down his hat +from the nail on which it hung, in order to go and wait on +Dr. Shepherd, to break his mind, and ask his consent; for +he thought it would be a very unhandsome return for all +the favors he was receiving from his minister, to decoy +away his faithful servant from her place, without his consent.</p> + +<p>This worthy gentleman, though sorry to lose so valuable +a member of his little family, did not scruple a moment +about parting with her, when he found it would be so +greatly to her advantage. Tom was agreeably surprised to +hear she had saved fifty pounds by her frugality. The Doctor +married them himself, farmer Hodges being present.</p> + +<p>In the afternoon of the wedding-day, Dr. Shepherd condescended +to call on Farmer and Mrs. White, to give a few +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_130" id="Page_130">[Pg 130]</a></span> +words of advice on the new duties they had entered into; +a common custom with him on these occasions. He often +took an opportunity to drop, in the most kind and tender +way, a hint upon the great indecency of making marriages, +christenings, and above all, funerals, days of riot and excess, +as is too often the case in country villages. The expectation +that the vicar might possibly drop in, in his walks, on +these festivals, often restrained excessive drinking, and improper +conversation, even among those who were not restrained +by higher motives, as Farmer and Mrs. White were.</p> + +<p>What the Pastor said was always in such a cheerful, good-humored +way that it was sure to increase the pleasure of +the day, instead of damping it. "Well, farmer," said he, +"and you, my faithful Sarah, any other friend might recommend +peace and agreement to you on your marriage; but +I, on the contrary, recommend cares and strifes."<a name="FNanchor_5" id="FNanchor_5"></a><a href="#Footnote_5" class="fnanchor">[5]</a> The +company stared—but Sarah, who knew that her old master +was a facetious gentleman, and always had some meaning +behind, looked serious. "Cares and strife, sir," said the +farmer, "what do you mean?" "I mean," said he, "for +the first, that your cares shall be who shall please God most, +and your strifes, who shall serve him best, and do your duty +most faithfully. Thus, all your cares and strifes being employed +to the highest purposes, all petty cares and worldly +strifes shall be at an end.</p> + +<p>"Always remember that you have both of you a better +friend than each other." The company stared again, and +thought no woman could have so good a friend as her husband. +"As you have chosen each other from the best +motives," continued the Doctor, "you have every reasonable +ground to hope for happiness; but as this world is a soil in +which troubles and misfortunes will spring up; troubles +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_131" id="Page_131">[Pg 131]</a></span> +from which you can not save one another; misfortunes +which no human prudence can avoid: then remember, 'tis +the best wisdom to go to that friend who is always near, +always willing, and always able to help you: and that +friend is God."</p> + +<p>"Sir," said Farmer White, "I humbly thank you for all +your kind instructions, of which I shall now stand more in +need than ever, as I shall have more duties to fulfill. I hope +the remembrance of my past offenses will keep me humble, +and that a sense of my remaining sin will keep me watchful. +I set out in the world, sir, with what is called a good-natured +disposition, but I soon found, to my cost, that without God's +grace, that will carry a man but a little way. A good +temper is a good thing, but nothing but the fear of God +can enable one to bear up against temptation, evil company, +and evil passions. The misfortune of breaking my leg, as +I then thought it, has proved the greatest blessing of my +life. It showed me my own weakness, the value of the +Bible, and the goodness of God. How many of my brother +drivers have I seen, since that time, cut off in the prime of +life by drinking, or sudden accident, while I have not only +been spared, but blessed and prospered. O, sir, it would +be the joy of my heart, if some of my old comrades, good-natured, +civil fellows (whom I can't help loving) could see +as I have done, the danger of evil courses before it is too +late. Though they may not hearken to you, sir, or any other +minister, they may believe <i>me</i> because I have been one of +them: and I can speak from experience, of the great difference +there is, even as to worldly comfort, between a life +of sobriety and a life of sin. I could tell them, sir, not as +a thing I have read in a book, but as a truth I feel in my +own heart, that to fear God and keep his commandments, +will not only bring a man peace at last, but will make him +happy <i>now</i>. And I will venture to say, sir, that all the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_132" id="Page_132">[Pg 132]</a></span> +stocks, pillories, prisons, and gibbets in the land, though so +very needful to keep bad men in order, yet will never restrain +a good man from committing evil half so much as +that single text, <i>How shall I do this great wickedness, and +sin against God?</i>" Dr. Shepherd condescended to approve +of what the farmer had said, kindly shook him by the hand, +and took leave.</p> + + +<hr class="secbreak" /> +<h3>PART II. +<span class="subheading2"><br />THE WAY TO PLENTY; OR, THE SECOND PART OF TOM WHITE.<br /> +WRITTEN IN 1795, THE YEAR OF SCARCITY.</span> +</h3> + +<p>Tom White, as we have shown in the first part of this +history, from an idle post boy was become a respectable farmer. +God had blessed his industry, and he had prospered +in the world. He was sober and temperate, and, as was the +natural consequence, he was active and healthy. He was +industrious and frugal, and he became prosperous in his circumstances. +This is the ordinary course of Providence. +But it is not a certain and necessary rule. <i>God maketh his +sun to shine on the just and on the unjust.</i> A man who +uses every honest means of thrift and industry, will, in most +cases, find success attend his labors. But still, the <i>race is +not always to the swift nor the battle to the strong</i>. God is +sometimes pleased, for wise ends, to disappoint all the +worldly hopes of the most upright man. His corn may be +smitten by a blight; his barns may be consumed by fire; +his cattle may be carried off by distemper. And to these, +and other misfortunes, the good man is as liable as the +spendthrift or the knave. Success is the <i>common</i> reward +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_133" id="Page_133">[Pg 133]</a></span> +of industry, but if it were its <i>constant</i> reward, the industrious +would be tempted to look no further than the present +state. They would lose one strong ground of their faith. It +would set aside the Scripture scheme. This world would +then be looked on as a state of reward, instead of trial, and +we should forget to look to a day of final retribution.</p> + +<p>Farmer White never took it into his head, that, because +he paid his debts, worked early and late, and ate the bread of +carefulness, he was therefore to come into no misfortune like +other folk, but was to be free from the common trials and +troubles of life. He knew that prosperity was far from being +a sure mark of God's favor, and had read in good books, +and especially in the Bible, of the great poverty and afflictions +of the best of men. Though he was no great scholar, +he had sense enough to observe, that a time of public prosperity +was not always a time of public virtue; and he +thought that what was true of a whole nation might be +true of one man. So the more he prospered the more he +prayed that prosperity might not corrupt his heart. And +when he saw lately signs of public distress coming on, he +was not half so much frightened as some others were, because +he thought it might do us good in the long run; and +he was in hope that a little poverty might bring on a little +penitence. The great grace he labored after was that of a +cheerful submission. He used to say, that if the Lord's +prayer had only contained those four little words. <i>Thy will +be done</i>, it would be worth more than the biggest book in +the world without them.</p> + +<p>Dr. Shepherd, the worthy vicar (with whom the farmer's +wife had formerly lived as housekeeper), was very fond of +taking a walk with him about his grounds, and he used to +say that he learned as much from the farmer as the farmer +did from him. If the Doctor happened to observe, "I am +afraid these long rains will spoil this fine piece of oats," the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_134" id="Page_134">[Pg 134]</a></span> +farmer would answer, "But then, sir, think how good it is +for the grass." If the Doctor feared the wheat would be but +indifferent, the farmer was sure the rye would turn out well. +When grass failed, he did not doubt but turnips would be +plenty. Even for floods and inundations he would find out +some way to justify Providence. "'Tis better," said he, "to +have our lands a little overflowed, than that the springs should +be dried up, and our cattle faint for lack of water." When the +drought came, he thanked God that the season would be +healthy; and the high winds, which frightened others, he +said, served to clear the air. Whoever, or whatever was +wrong, he was always sure that Providence was in the +right. And he used to say, that a man with ever so small +an income, if he had but frugality and temperance, and +would cut off all vain desires, and cast his care upon God, +was richer than a lord who was tormented by vanity and +covetousness. When he saw others in the wrong, he did not, +however, abuse them for it, but took care to avoid the same +fault. He had sense and spirit enough to break through +many old, but very bad customs of his neighbors. "If a +thing is wrong in itself," said he one day to Farmer Hodges, +"a whole parish doing it can't make it right. And as +to its being an old custom, why, if it be a good one, I like +it the better for being old, because it has had the stamp of +ages, and the sanction of experience on its worth. But if +it be old as well as bad, that is another reason for my trying +to put an end to it, that we may not mislead our children +as our fathers have misled us."</p> + + +<h4>THE ROOF-RAISING.</h4> + +<p>Some years after he was settled, he built a large new barn. +All the workmen were looking forward to the usual holiday +of roof-raising. On this occasion it was a custom to give a +dinner to the workmen, with so much liquor after it, that +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_135" id="Page_135">[Pg 135]</a></span> +they got so drunk that they not only lost the remaining +half-day's work, but they were not always able to work the +following day.</p> + +<p>Mrs. White provided a plentiful dinner for roof-raising, +and gave each man his mug of beer. After a hearty meal +they began to grow clamorous for more drink. The farmer, +said, "My lads, I don't grudge you a few gallons of ale +merely for the sake of saving my liquor, though that is some +consideration, especially in these dear times; but I never +will, knowingly, help any man to make a beast of himself. +I am resolved to break through a bad custom. You are +now well refreshed. If you will go cheerfully to your work, +you will have half a day's pay to take on Saturday night +more than you would have if this afternoon were wasted in +drunkenness. For this your families will be better; whereas, +were I to give you more liquor, when you have already had +enough, I should help to rob them of their bread. But I +wish to show you, that I have your good at heart full as much +as your profit. If you will now go to work, I will give +you all another mug at night when you leave off. Thus +your time will be saved, your families helped, and my ale +will not go to make reasonable creatures worse than brute +beasts."</p> + +<p>Here he stopped. "You are in right on't, master," said +Tom, the thatcher; "you are a hearty man, farmer," said +John Plane, the carpenter. "Come along, boys," said Tim +Brick, the mason: so they all went merrily to work, fortified +with a good dinner. There was only one drunken surly +fellow that refused; this was Dick Guzzle, the smith. Dick +never works above two or three days in the week, and +spends the others at the Red Lion. He swore, that if the +farmer did not give him as much liquor as he liked at roof-raising, +he would not strike another stroke, but would leave +the job unfinished, and he might get hands where he could. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_136" id="Page_136">[Pg 136]</a></span> +Farmer White took him at his word, and paid him off directly; +glad enough to get rid of such a sot, whom he had +only employed from pity to a large and almost starving family. +When the men came for their mug in the evening, +the farmer brought out the remains of the cold gammon; +they made a hearty supper, and thanked him for having +broken through a foolish custom, which was afterward +much left off in that parish, though Dick would not come +into it, and lost most of his work in consequence.</p> + +<p>Farmer White's laborers were often complaining that +things were so dear that they could not buy a bit of meat. +He knew it was partly true, but not entirely; for it was before +these very hard times that their complaints began. +One morning he stepped out to see how an outhouse which +he was thatching went on. He was surprised to find the +work at a stand. He walked over to the thatcher's house. +"Tom," said he, "I desire that piece of work may be finished +directly. If a shower comes my grain will be spoiled." +"Indeed, master, I sha'n't work to-day, nor to-morrow +neither," said Tom. "You forget that 'tis Easter Monday, +and to-morrow is Easter Tuesday. And so on Wednesday +I shall thatch away, master. But it is hard if a poor man, +who works all the seasons round, may not enjoy these few +holidays, which come but once a year."</p> + +<p>"Tom," said the farmer, "when these days were first put +into our prayer-book, the good men who ordained them to +be kept, little thought that the time would come when <i>holiday</i> +should mean <i>drunken-day</i>, and that the seasons which +they meant to distinguish by superior piety, should be converted +into seasons of more than ordinary excess. How +much dost think now I shall pay thee for this piece of +thatch?" "Why, you know, master, you have let it to me +by the great. I think between this and to-morrow night, +as the weather is so fine, I could clear about four shillings, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_137" id="Page_137">[Pg 137]</a></span> +after I have paid my boy; but thatching does not come +often, and other work is not so profitable." "Very well, +Tom; and how much now do you think you may spend in +these two holidays?" "Why, master, if the ale is pleasant, +and the company merry, I do not expect to get off for less +than three shillings." "Tom, can you do pounds, shillings, +and pence?" "I can make a little score, master, behind +the kitchen-door, with a bit of chalk, which is as much as I +want." "Well, Tom, add the four shillings you would have +earned to the three you intend to spend, what does that +make?" "Let me see! three and four make seven. Seven +shillings, master." "Tom, you often tell me the times are +so bad that you can never buy a bit of meat. Now here is +the cost of two joints at once: to say nothing of the sin of +wasting time and getting drunk." "I never once thought +of that," said Tom. "Now, Tom," said the farmer, "if I +were you, I would step over to butcher Jobbins's, buy a +shoulder of mutton, which being left from Saturday's market +you will get a little cheaper. This I would make my wife +bake in a deep dishful of potatoes. I would then go to +work, and when the dinner was ready I would go and enjoy +it with my wife and children; you need not give the +mutton to the brats, the potatoes will have all the gravy, +and be very savory for them." "Ay, but I have got no +beer, master, the times are so hard that a poor man can't +afford to brew a drop of drink now as we used to do."</p> + +<p>"Times are bad, and malt is very dear, Tom, and yet both +don't prevent you from spending seven shillings in keeping +holiday. Now send for a quart of ale as it is to be a feast: +and you will even then be four shillings richer than if you +had gone to the public house. I would have you put by +these four shillings, till you can add a couple to them; with +this I would get a bushel of malt, and my wife should brew +it, and you may take a pint of your own beer at home of a +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_138" id="Page_138">[Pg 138]</a></span> +night, which will do you more good than a gallon at the +Red Lion." "I have a great mind to take your advice, +master, but I shall be made such fun of at the Lion! they +will so laugh at me if I don't go!" "Let those laugh that +win, Tom." "But master, I have got a friend to meet me +there." "Then ask your friend to come and eat a bit of +your cold mutton at night, and here is sixpence for another +pot, if you will promise to brew a small cask of your own." +"Thank you, master, and so I will; and I won't go to the +Lion. Come boy, bring the helm, and fetch the ladder." +And so Tom was upon the roof in a twinkling. The barn +was thatched, the mutton bought, the beer brewed, the +friend invited, and the holiday enjoyed.</p> + + +<h4>THE SHEEP-SHEARING.</h4> + +<p>Dr. Shepherd happened to say to Farmer White one day, +that there was nothing that he disliked more than the manner +in which sheep-shearing and harvest-home were kept +by some in his parish. "What," said the good Doctor, +"just when we are blessed with a prosperous gathering in +of these natural riches of our land, the fleece of our flocks; +when our barns are crowned with plenty, and we have, +through the divine blessing on our honest labor, reaped the +fruits of the earth in due season; is that very time to be set +apart for ribaldry, and riot, and drunkenness? Do we thank +God for his mercies, by making ourselves unworthy and unfit +to enjoy them? When he crowns the year with his +goodness, shall we affront him by our impiety? It is more +than a common insult to his providence; it is a worse than +brutal return to <i>Him</i> who openeth his hand and filleth all +things living with plenteousness."</p> + +<p>"I thank you for the hint, sir," said the farmer. "I am +resolved to rejoice though, and others shall rejoice with +me: and we will have a merry night on't." +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_139" id="Page_139">[Pg 139]</a></span></p> + +<p>So Mrs. White dressed a very plentiful supper of meat +and pudding; and spread out two tables. The farmer sat +at the head of one, consisting of some of his neighbors, and +all his work-people. At the other sat his wife, with two +long-benches on each side of her. On these benches sat all +the old and infirm poor, especially those who lived in the +work-house, and had no day of festivity to look forward to +in the whole year but this. On the grass, in the little +court, sat the children of his laborers, and of the other +poor, whose employment it had been to gather flowers, and +dress and adorn the horns of the ram; for the farmer did +not wish to put an end to an old custom, if it was innocent. +His own children stood by the table, and he gave them +plenty of pudding, which they carried to the children of the +poor, with a little draught of cider to every one. The +farmer, who never sat down without begging a blessing on +his meal, did it with suitable solemnity on the present joyful +occasion.</p> + +<p>Dr. Shepherd practiced one very useful method, which I +dare say was not peculiar to himself; a method of which I +doubt not other country clergymen have found the advantage. +He was often on the watch to observe those seasons +when a number of his parishioners were assembled together, +not only at any season of festivity, but at their work. He +has been known to turn a walk through a hay-field to good +account; and has been found to do as much good by a few +minutes' discourse with a little knot of reapers, as by a Sunday's +sermon. He commonly introduced his religious observations +by some questions relating to their employment; +he first gained their affections by his kindness, and then +converted his influence over them to their soul's good. The +interest he took in their worldly affairs opened their hearts +to the reception of those divine truths which he was always +earnest to impress upon them. By these methods too he +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_140" id="Page_140">[Pg 140]</a></span> +got acquainted with their several characters, their spiritual +wants, their individual sins, dangers, and temptations, which +enabled him to preach with more knowledge and successful +application, than those ministers can do who are unacquainted +with the state of their congregations. It was a +remark of Dr. Shepherd, that a thorough acquaintance with +human nature was one of the most important species of +knowledge a clergyman could possess.</p> + +<p>The sheep-shearing feast, though orderly and decent, was +yet hearty and cheerful. Dr. Shepherd dropped in, with a +good deal of company he had at his house, and they were +much pleased. When the Doctor saw how the aged and +infirm poor were enjoying themselves, he was much moved; +he shook the farmer by the hand and said, "But thou, +when thou makest a feast, call the blind, and the lame, and +the halt; they can not recompense thee, but thou shalt be +recompensed at the resurrection of the just."</p> + +<p>"Sir," said the farmer, "'tis no great matter of expense; +I kill a sheep of my own; potatoes are as plenty as blackberries, +with people who have a little forethought. I save +much more cider in the course of a year by never allowing +any carousing in my kitchen, or drunkenness in my fields, +than would supply many such feasts as these, so that I shall +be never the poorer at Christmas. It is cheaper to make +people happy, sir, than to make them drunk." The Doctor +and the ladies condescended to walk from one table to the +other, and heard many merry stories, but not one profane +word, or one indecent song: so that he was not forced to the +painful necessity either of reproving them, or leaving them +in anger. When all was over, they sung the sixty-fifth +Psalm, and the ladies all joined in it; and when they got +home to the vicarage to tea, they declared they liked it +better than any concert. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_141" id="Page_141">[Pg 141]</a></span></p> + + +<h4>THE HARD WINTER.</h4> + +<p>In the famous cold winter of the year 1795, it was edifying +to see how patiently Farmer White bore that long and +severe frost. Many of his sheep were frozen to death, but +he thanked God that he had still many left. He continued +to find in-door work that his men might not be out of employ. +The season being so bad, which some others pleaded +as an excuse for turning off their workmen, he thought a +fresh reason for keeping them. Mrs. White was so considerate, +that just at that time she lessened the number of +her hogs, that she might have more whey and skim-milk to +assist poor families. Nay, I have known her to live on +boiled meat for a long while together, in a sickly season, +because the pot liquor made such a supply of broth for the +sick poor. As the spring came on, and things grew worse, +she never had a cake, a pie, or a pudding in her house; +notwithstanding she used to have plenty of these good +things, and will again, I hope, when the present scarcity is +over; though she says she will never use such white flour +again, even if it should come down to five shillings a bushel.</p> + +<p>All the parish now began to murmur. Farmer Jones +was sure the frost had killed the wheat. Farmer Wilson +said the rye would never come up. Brown, the malster, +insisted the barley was dead at the root. Butcher Jobbins +said beef would be a shilling a pound. All declared +there would not be a hop to brew with. The orchards +were all blighted; there would not be apples enough to +make a pie; and as to hay there would be none to be +had for love or money. "I'll tell you what," said Farmer +White, "the season is dreadful; the crops unpromising just +now; but 'tis too early to judge. Don't let us make things +worse than they are. We ought to comfort the poor, and +you are driving them to despair. Don't you know how +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_142" id="Page_142">[Pg 142]</a></span> +much God was displeased with the murmurs of his chosen +people? And yet, when they were tired of manna he sent +them quails; but all did not do. Nothing satisfies grumblers. +We have a promise on our side, that <i>there shall +be seed-time and harvest-time to the end</i>. Let us then hope +for a good day, but provide against an evil one. Let us +rather prevent the evil before it is come upon us, than sink +under it when it comes. Grumbling can not help us; activity +can. Let us set about planting potatoes in every nook +and corner, in case the corn <i>should</i> fail, which, however, I +don't believe will be the case. Let us mend our management +before we are driven to it by actual want. And if +we allow our honest laborers to plant a few potatoes for +their families in the headlands of our plowed fields, or +other waste bits of ground, it will do us no harm, and be +a great help to them. The way to lighten the load of any +public calamity is not to murmur at it but put a hand +to lessen it."</p> + +<p>The farmer had many temptations to send his corn at +an extravagant price to <i>a certain seaport town</i>, but as he +knew that it was intended to export it against law, he +would not be tempted to encourage unlawful gain; so he +thrashed out a small mow at a time, and sold it to the +neighboring poor far below the market-price. He served +his own workmen first. This was the same to them as if +he had raised their wages, and even better, as it was a benefit +of which their families were sure to partake. If the poor +in the next parish were more distressed than his own, he +sold them at the same rate. For, said he, there is no distinction +of parishes in heaven; and though charity begins +at home, yet it ought not to end there.</p> + +<p>He had been used in good times now and then to catch +a hare or a partridge, as he was qualified; but he now resolved +to give up that pleasure. So he parted from a couple +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_143" id="Page_143">[Pg 143]</a></span> +of spaniels he had: for he said he could not bear that his +dogs should be eating the meat, or the milk, which so many +men, women, and children wanted.</p> + + +<h4>THE WHITE LOAF.</h4> + +<p>One day, it was about the middle of last July, when +things seemed to be at the dearest, and the rulers of the +land had agreed to set the example of eating nothing but +coarse bread, Dr. Shepherd read, before sermon in the +church, their public declaration, which, the magistrates of +the county sent him, and which they had also signed themselves. +Mrs. White, of course, was at church, and commended +it mightily. Next morning the Doctor took a walk +over to the farmer's, in order to settle further plans for the +relief of the parish. He was much surprised to meet Mrs. +White's little maid, Sally, with a very small white loaf, +which she had been buying at a shop. He said nothing to +the girl, as he never thought it right to expose the faults of +a mistress to her servants; but walked on, resolving to give +Mrs. White a severe lecture for the first time in his life. He +soon changed his mind, for on going into the kitchen, the +first person he saw was Tom the thatcher, who had had a +sad fall from a ladder; his arm, which was slipped out of +his sleeve, was swelled in a frightful manner. Mrs. White +was standing at the dresser making the little white loaf into +a poultice, which she laid upon the swelling in a large +clean old linen cloth.</p> + +<p>"I ask your pardon, my good Sarah," said the Doctor; +"I ought not, however appearances were against you, to +have suspected that so humble and prudent a woman as +you are, would be led either to indulge any daintiness of +your own, or to fly in the face of your betters, by eating +white bread while they are eating brown. Whenever I +come here, I see it is not needful to be rich in order to be +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_144" id="Page_144">[Pg 144]</a></span> +charitable. A bountiful rich man would have sent Tom to +a surgeon, who would have done no more for him than you +have done; for in those inflammations the most skillful +surgeon could only apply a poultice. Your kindness in +dressing the wound yourself, will, I doubt not, perform the +cure at the expense of that threepenny loaf and a little +hog's lard. And I will take care that Tom shall have a +good supply of rice from the subscription." "And he +sha'n't want for skim-milk," said Mrs. White; "and was +he the best lord in the land, in the state he is in, a dish of +good rice milk would be better for him than the richest +meat."</p> + + +<h4>THE PARISH MEETING.</h4> + +<p>On the tenth of August, the vestry held another meeting, +to consult on the best method of further assisting the +poor. The prospect of abundant crops now cheered every +heart. Farmer White, who had a mind to be a little jocular +with his desponding neighbors, said, "Well, neighbor +Jones, all the wheat was killed, I suppose! the barley is all +dead at the root!" Farmer Jones looked sheepish, and +said, "To be sure the crops had turned out better than he +thought." "Then," said Dr. Shepherd, "let us learn to +trust Providence another time; let our experience of his +past goodness strengthen our faith."</p> + +<p>Among other things, they agreed to subscribe for a large +quantity of rice, which was to be sold out to the poor at a +very low price, and Mrs. White was so kind as to undertake +the trouble of selling it. After their day's work was over, +all who wished to buy at these reduced rates, were ordered +to come to the farm on the Tuesday evening: Dr. Shepherd +dropped in at the same time, and when Mrs. White +had done weighing her rice, the Doctor spoke as follows:</p> + +<p>"My honest friends, it has pleased God, for some wise +end, to visit this land with a scarcity, to which we have +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_145" id="Page_145">[Pg 145]</a></span> +been but little accustomed. There are some idle, evil-minded +people, who are on the watch for the public distresses; +not that they may humble themselves under the +mighty hand of God (which is the true use to be made of +all troubles) but that they may benefit themselves by disturbing +the public peace. These people, by riot and drunkenness, +double the evil which they pretend to cure. Riot +will complete our misfortunes; while peace, industry, and +good management, will go near to cure them. Bread, to +be sure, is uncommonly dear. Among the various ways of +making it cheaper, one is to reduce the quality of it, another +to lessen the quantity we consume. If we can not +get enough of coarse wheaten bread, let us make it of other +grain. Or let us mix one half of potatoes, and one half +of wheat. This last is what I eat in my own family; it is +pleasant and wholesome. Our blessed Saviour ate barley-bread, +you know, as we are told in the last month's Sunday +reading of the Cheap Repository,<a name="FNanchor_6" id="FNanchor_6"></a><a href="#Footnote_6" class="fnanchor">[6]</a> which I hope you have +all heard, as I desired the master of the Sunday School to +read it just after evening service, when I know many of the +parents are apt to call in at the school. This is a good +custom, and one of those little books shall be often read at +that time.</p> + +<p>"My good women, I truly feel for you at this time of +scarcity; and I am going to show my good will, as much +by my advice as my subscription. It is my duty, as your +friend and minister, to tell you that one half of your present +hardships is owing to <i>bad management</i>. I often meet your +children without shoes and stockings, with great luncheons +of the very whitest bread, and that three times a day. +Half that quantity, and still less if it were coarse, put into +a dish of good onion or leek porridge, would make them +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_146" id="Page_146">[Pg 146]</a></span> +an excellent breakfast. Many too, of the very poorest of +you, eat your bread hot from the oven; this makes the difference +of one loaf in five; I assure you 'tis what I can not +afford to do. Come, Mrs. White, you must assist me a +little. I am not very knowing in these matters myself; but +I know that the rich would be twice as charitable as they +are, if the poor made a better use of their bounty. Mrs. +White, do give these poor women a little advice how to +make their pittance go further than it now does. When +you lived with me you were famous for making us nice +cheap dishes, and I dare say you are not less notable, now +you manage for yourself."</p> + +<p>"Indeed, neighbors," said Mrs. White, "what the good +Doctor says is very true. A halfpenny worth of oatmeal, +or groats, with a leek or onion, out of your own garden, +which costs nothing, a bit of salt, and a little coarse bread, +will breakfast your whole family. It is a great mistake at +any time to think a bit of meat is so ruinous, and a great +load of bread so cheap. A poor man gets seven or eight +shillings a week; if he is careful he brings it home. I dare +not say how much of this goes for tea in the afternoon, +now sugar and butter are so dear, because I should have +you all upon me; but I will say, that too much of this little +goes even for bread, from a mistaken notion that it is the +hardest fare. This, at all times, but particularly just now, +is bad management. Dry peas, to be sure, have been very +dear lately, but now they are plenty enough. I am certain +then, that if a shilling or two of the seven or eight was laid +out for a bit of coarse beef, a sheep's head, or any such +thing, it would be well bestowed. I would throw a couple +of pounds of this into the pot, with two or three handsful +of gray peas, an onion, and a little pepper. Then I would +throw in cabbage, or turnip, and carrot; or any garden +stuff that was most plenty; let it stew two or three hours, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_147" id="Page_147">[Pg 147]</a></span> +and it will make a dish fit for his majesty. The working +men should have the meat; the children don't want it: +the soup will be thick and substantial, and requires no +bread."</p> + + +<h4>RICE MILK.</h4> + +<p>"You who can get skim-milk, as all our workmen can, +have a great advantage. A quart of this, and a quarter of +a pound of rice you have just bought, a little bit of +alspice, and brown sugar, will make a dainty and cheap +dish."</p> + +<p>"Bless your heart!" muttered Amy Grumble, who looked +as dirty as a cinder-wench, with her face and fingers all +daubed with snuff: "rice milk, indeed! it is very nice to +be sure for those that can dress it, but we have not a bit +of coal; rice is no use to us without firing;" "and yet," +said the Doctor, "I see your tea-kettle boiling twice every +day, as I pass by the poor-house, and fresh butter at thirteen-pence +a pound on your shelf." "Oh, dear sir," cried +Amy, "a few sticks serve to boil the tea-kettle." "And a +few more," said the Doctor, "will boil the rice milk, and +give twice the nourishment at a quarter of the expense."</p> + + +<h4>RICE PUDDING.</h4> + +<p>"Pray, Sarah," said the Doctor, "how did you use to +make that pudding my children were so fond of? And I +remember, when it was cold, we used to have it in the parlor +for supper." "Nothing more easy," said Mrs. White: +"I put half a pound of rice, two quarts of skim-milk, and +two ounces of brown sugar." "Well," said the Doctor, +"and how many will this dine?" "Seven or eight, sir." +"Very well, and what will it cost?" "Why, sir, it did not +cost you so much, because we baked at home, and I used +our own milk; but it will not cost above seven-pence to +those who pay for both. Here, too, bread is saved." +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_148" id="Page_148">[Pg 148]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Pray, Sarah, let me put in a word," said Farmer White: +"I advise my men to raise each a large bed of parsnips. +They are very nourishing, and very profitable. Sixpenny +worth of seed, well sowed and trod in, will produce more +meals than four sacks of potatoes; and, what is material to +you who have so little ground, it will not require more than +an eighth part of the ground which the four sacks will take. +Providence having contrived by the very formation of this +root that it shall occupy but a very small space. Parsnips +are very good the second day warmed in the frying pan, +and a little rasher of pork, or bacon, will give them a nice +flavor."</p> + +<p>Dr. Shepherd now said, "As a proof of the nourishing +quality of parsnips, I was reading in a history book this +very day, that the American Indians make a great part of +their bread of parsnips, though Indian corn is so famous; +it will make a little variety too."</p> + + +<h4>A CHEAP STEW.</h4> + +<p>"I remember," said Mrs. White, "a cheap dish, so nice +that it makes my mouth water. I peel some raw potatoes, +slice them thin, put the slices into a deep frying-pan, or +pot with a little water, an onion, and a bit of pepper. +Then I get a bone or two of a breast of mutton, or a little +strip of salt pork and put into it. Cover it down close, +keep in the steam, and let it stew for an hour."</p> + +<p>"You really give me an appetite, Mrs. White, by your +dainty receipts," said the Doctor. "I am resolved to have +this dish at my own table." "I could tell you another very +good dish, and still cheaper," answered she. "Come, let +us have it," cried the Doctor. "I shall write all down as +soon as I get home, and I will favor any body with a copy +of these receipts who will call at my house." "And I will +do more, sir," said Mrs. White, "for I will put any of these +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_149" id="Page_149">[Pg 149]</a></span> +women in the way how to dress it the first time, if they are +at a loss. But this is my dish:</p> + +<p>"Take two or three pickled herrings, put them into a +stone jar, fill it up with potatoes, and a little water, and let it +bake in the oven till it is done. I would give one hint more," +added she; "I have taken to use nothing but potatoe starch; +and though I say it, that should not say it, nobody's linen +in a common way looks better than ours."</p> + +<p>The Doctor now said, "I am sorry for one hardship which +many poor people labor under: I mean the difficulty of +getting a little milk. I wish all the farmers' wives were as +considerate as you are, Mrs. White. A little milk is a +great comfort to the poor, especially when their children +are sick; and I have known it answer to the seller +as well as to the buyer, to keep a cow or two on purpose +to sell it by the quart, instead of making butter and +cheese."</p> + +<p>"Sir," said Farmer White, "I beg leave to say a word to +the men, if you please, for all your advice goes to the women. +If you will drink less gin, you may get more meat. +If you abstain from the ale-house, you may, many of you, +get a little one-way beer at home." "Ay, that we can, +farmer," said poor Tom, the thatcher, who was now got +well. "Easter Monday for that—I say no more. A word +to the wise." The farmer smiled and went on: "The number +of public houses in many a parish, brings on more hunger +and rags than all the taxes in it, heavy as they are. All +the other evils put together hardly make up the sum of that +one. We are now making a fresh subscription for you. +This will be our rule of giving: We will not give to sots, +gamblers, and Sabbath-breakers. Those who do not set +their young children to work on week-days, and send them +to school and church on Sundays, deserve little favor. No +man should keep a dog till he has more food than his family +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_150" id="Page_150">[Pg 150]</a></span> +wants. If he feeds them at home, they rob his children; +if he starves them, they rob his neighbors. We have heard +in a neighboring city, that some people carried back the +subscription loaves, because they were too coarse; but we +hope better things of you." Here Betty Plane begged, +with all humility, to put in a word. "Certainly," said the +Doctor, "we will listen to all modest complaints, and try to +redress them." "You are pleased to say, sir," said she, +"that we might find much comfort from buying coarse bits +of beef. And so we might; but you do not know, sir, that +we could seldom get them, even when we had the money, +and times were so bad." "How so, Betty?" "Sir, when +we go to Butcher Jobbins for a bit of shin, or any other lean +piece, his answer is, 'You can't have it to-day. The cook +at the great house has bespoke it for gravy, or the Doctor's +maid (begging your pardon, sir,) has just ordered it for +soup.' Now, if such kind gentlefolk were aware that this +gravy and soup not only consume a great deal of meat—which, +to be sure, those have a right to do who can pay for +it—but that it takes away those coarse pieces which the +poor would buy, if they bought at all. For, indeed, the +rich have been very kind, and I don't know what we should +have done without them."</p> + +<p>"I thank you for the hint, Betty," said the Doctor, "and I +assure you I will have no more gravy soup. My garden +will supply me with soups that are both wholesomer and +better; and I will answer for my lady at the great house, +that she will do the same. I hope this will become a general +rule, and then we shall expect that butchers will favor +you in the prices of the coarse pieces, if <i>we</i> who are rich, +buy nothing but the prime. In our gifts we shall prefer, as +the farmer has told you, those who keep steadily to their +work. Such as come to the vestry for a loaf, and do not +come to church for the sermon, we shall mark; and prefer +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_151" id="Page_151">[Pg 151]</a></span> +those who come constantly, whether there are any gifts or +not. But there is one rule from which we never will depart. +Those who have been seen aiding or abetting any +riot, any attack on butchers, bakers, wheat-mows, mills, or +millers, we will not relieve; but with the quiet, contented, +hard-working man, I will share my last morsel of bread. I +shall only add, though it has pleased God to send us this +visitation as a punishment, yet we may convert this short +trial into a lasting blessing, if we all turn over a new leaf. +Prosperity has made most of us careless. The thoughtless +profusion of some of the rich could only be exceeded by the +idleness and bad management of some of the poor. Let us +now at last adopt that good old maxim, <i>every one mend one</i>. +And may God add his blessing."</p> + +<p>The people now cheerfully departed with their rice, resolving, +as many of them as could get milk, to put one of +Mrs. White's receipts in practice, and an excellent supper +they had.</p> + + +<hr class="chapbreak" /> +<div><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_152" id="Page_152">[Pg 152]</a></span></div> + +<h2><a name="THE_SUNDAY_SCHOOL" id="THE_SUNDAY_SCHOOL"></a>THE SUNDAY SCHOOL.</h2> +<hr class="decobreak" /> + + +<p>I promised, in the <i>Cure for Melancholy</i>, to give some +account of the manner in which Mrs. Jones set up her +school. She did not much fear being able to raise the +money; but money is of little use, unless some persons of +sense and piety can be found to direct these institutions. +Not that I would discourage those who set them up, even in +the most ordinary manner, and from mere views of worldly +policy. It is something gained to rescue children from +idling away their Sabbaths in the fields or the streets. It is +no small thing to keep them from those to which a day of +leisure tempts the idle and the ignorant. It is something +for them to be taught to read; it is much to be taught to +read the Bible, and much, indeed, to be carried regularly to +church. But, all this is not enough. To bring these institutions +to answer their highest end, can only be effected by +God's blessing on the best directed means, the choice of +able teachers, and a diligent attention in some pious gentry +to visit and inspect the schools.</p> + + +<h3>ON RECOMMENDATIONS.</h3> + +<p>Mrs. Jones had one talent that eminently qualified her +to do good, namely, judgment; this, even in the gay part of +her life, had kept her from many mistakes; but though she +had sometimes been deceived herself, she was very careful +not to deceive others, by recommending people to fill any +office for which they were unfit, either through selfishness +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_153" id="Page_153">[Pg 153]</a></span> +or false kindness. She used to say, there is always some one +appropriate quality which every person must possess in order +to fit them for any particular employment. "Even in +this quality," said she to Mr. Simpson, the clergyman, "I +do not expect perfection; but if they are destitute of this, +whatever good qualities they may possess besides, though +they may do for some other employment, they will not do +for this. If I want a pair of shoes, I go to a shoemaker; +I do not go to a man of another trade, however ingenious +he may be, to ask him if he can not <i>contrive</i> to make me a +pair of shoes. When I lived in London, I learned to be +much on my guard as to recommendations. I found people +often wanted to impose on me some one who was a burden +to themselves. Once, I remember, when I undertook to get +a matron for a hospital, half my acquaintance had some +one to offer me. Mrs. Gibson sent me an old cook, whom +she herself had discharged for wasting her own provisions; +yet she had the conscience to recommend this woman to +take care of the provisions of a large community. Mrs. +Gray sent me a discarded housekeeper, whose constitution +had been ruined by sitting up with Mrs. Gray's gouty husband, +but who she yet thought might do well enough to +undergo the fatigue of taking care of a hundred poor sick +people. A third friend sent me a woman who had no merit +but that of being very poor, and it would be charity to +provide for her. The truth is, the lady was obliged to +allow her a small pension till she could get her off her own +hands, by turning her on those of others."</p> + +<p>"It is very true, madam," said Mr. Simpson; "the right +way is always to prefer the good of the many to the good +of one; if, indeed, it can be called doing good to any one +to place them in a station in which they must feel unhappy, +by not knowing how to discharge the duties of it. +I will tell you how I manage. If the persons recommended +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_154" id="Page_154">[Pg 154]</a></span> +are objects of charity, I privately subscribe to their wants; +I pity and help them, but, I never promote them to a station +for which they are unfit, as I should by so doing hurt a +whole community to help a distressed individual."</p> + +<p>Thus Mrs. Jones resolved that the first step toward setting +up her school should be to provide a suitable mistress. The +vestry were so earnest in recommending one woman, that +she thought it worth looking into. On inquiry, she found +it was a scheme to take a large family off the parish; they +never considered that a very ignorant woman, with a family +of young children, was, of all others, the most unfit for a +school, all they considered was, that the profits of the +school might enable her to live without parish pay. Mrs. +Jones refused another, though she could read well, and was +decent in her conduct, because she used to send her children +to the shop on Sundays. And she objected to a third, a +very sensible woman, because she was suspected of making +an outward profession of religion a cloak for immoral conduct. +Mrs. Jones knew she must not be too nice, neither; +she knew she must put up with many faults at last. "I +know," said she to Mr. Simpson, "the imperfection of every +thing that is human. As the mistress will have much to +bear with from the children, so I expect to have something +to bear with in the mistress; and she and I must submit to +our respective trials, by thinking how much God has to +bear with in us all. But there are certain qualities which +are indispensable in certain situations. There are, in particular, +three things which a good school-mistress must not +be without: <i>good sense</i>, <i>activity</i>, and <i>piety</i>. Without the +first, she will mislead others; without the second, she will +neglect them; and without the third, though she may civilize, +yet she will never christianize them."</p> + +<p>Mr. Simpson said, "He really knew but of one person in +the parish who was fully likely to answer her purpose: +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_155" id="Page_155">[Pg 155]</a></span> +this," continued he, "is no other than my housekeeper, Mrs. +Betty Crew. It will indeed be a great loss to me to part +from her; and to her it will be a far more fatiguing life +than that which she at present leads. But ought I to put +my own personal comfort, or ought Betty to put her own +ease and quiet, in competition with the good of above a +hundred children? This will appear still more important, +if we consider the good done by these institutions, not as +<i>fruit</i>, but <i>seed</i>; if we take into the account how many +yet unborn may become Christians, in consequence of our +making these children Christians; for, how can we calculate +the number which may be hereafter trained for heaven +by those very children we are going to teach, when +they themselves shall become parents, and you and I are +dead and forgotten? To be sure, by parting from Betty, my +peas-soup will not be quite so well-flavored, nor my linen +so neatly got up; but the day is fast approaching, when +all this will signify but little; but it will not signify little +whether one hundred immortal souls were the better for my +making this petty sacrifice. Mrs. Crew is a real Christian, +has excellent sense, and had a good education from my +mother. She has also had a little sort of preparatory training +for the business; for, when the poor children come to +the parsonage for broth on a Saturday evening, she is used +to appoint them all to come at the same time; and, after +she has filled their pitchers, she ranges them round her in +the garden, and examines them in their catechism. She +is just and fair in dealing out the broth and beef, not making +my favor to the parents depend on the skill of their +children; but her own old caps and ribands, and cast-off +clothes, are bestowed as little rewards on the best scholars. +So that, taking the time she spends in working for them, +and the things she gives them, there is many a lady who +does not exceed Mrs. Crew in acts of charity. This I +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_156" id="Page_156">[Pg 156]</a></span> +mention to confirm your notion, that it is not necessary +to be rich in order to do good; a religious upper servant +has great opportunities of this sort, if the master is disposed +to encourage her."</p> + +<p>My readers, I trust, need not be informed, that this is +that very Mrs. Betty Crew who assisted Mrs. Jones in +teaching poor women to cut out linen and dress cheap +dishes, as related in the <i>Cure for Melancholy</i>. Mrs. Jones, +in the following week, got together as many of the mothers +as she could, and spoke to them as follows:</p> + + +<h3>MRS. JONES'S EXHORTATION.</h3> + +<p>"My good women, on Sunday next I propose to open a +school for the instruction of your children. Those among +you who know what it is to be able to read your Bible, +will, I doubt not, rejoice that the same blessing is held out +to your children. You who are <i>not</i> able yourselves to +read what your Saviour has done and suffered for you, +ought to be doubly anxious that your children should reap +a blessing which you have lost. Would not that mother +be thought an unnatural monster who would stand by and +snatch out of her child's mouth the bread which a kind +friend had just put into it? But such a mother would be +merciful, compared with her who should rob her children +of the opportunity of learning to read the word of God +when it is held out to them. Remember, that if you slight +the present offer, or if, after having sent your children a few +times you should afterward keep them at home under vain +pretenses, you will have to answer for it at the day of judgment. +Let not your poor children, <i>then</i>, have cause to say, +'My fond mother was my worst enemy. I might have been +bred up in the fear of the Lord, and she opposed it for the +sake of giving me a little paltry pleasure. For an idle +holiday, I am now brought to the gates of hell!' My dear +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_157" id="Page_157">[Pg 157]</a></span> +women, which of you could bear to see your darling child +condemned to everlasting destruction? Which of you could +bear to hear him accuse you as the cause of it? Is there +any mother here present, who will venture to say, 'I will +doom the children I bore to sin and hell, rather than put +them or myself to a little present pain, by curtailing their evil +inclinations! I will let them spend the Sabbath in ignorance +and idleness, instead of rescuing them from vanity and +sin, by sending them to school?' If there are any such here +present, let that mother who values her child's pleasure +more than his soul, now walk away, while I set down in +my list the names of all those who wish to bring their +young ones up in the way that leads to eternal life, instead +of indulging them in the pleasures of sin, which are but for +a moment."</p> + +<p>When Mrs. Jones had done speaking, most of the women +thanked her for her good advice, and hoped that God would +give them grace to follow it; promising to send their +children constantly. Others, who were not so well-disposed, +were yet afraid to refuse, after the sin of so doing had been +so plainly set before them. The worst of the women had +kept away from this meeting, resolving to set their faces +against the school. Most of those also who were present, +as soon as they got home, set about providing their children +with what little decent apparel they could raise. Many a +willing mother lent her tall daughter her hat, best cap, and +white handkerchief; and many a grateful father spared his +linen waistcoat and bettermost hat, to induce his grown up +son to attend; for it is a rule with which Mrs. Jones began, +that she would not receive the younger children out of any +family who did not send their elder ones. Too many made +excuses that their shoes were old, or their hat worn out. +But Mrs. Jones told them not to bring any excuse to her +which they could not bring to the day of judgment; and +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_158" id="Page_158">[Pg 158]</a></span> +among those excuses she would hardly admit any except +accidents, sickness or attendance on sick parents or young +children.</p> + + +<h3>SUBSCRIPTIONS.</h3> + +<p>Mrs. Jones, who had secured large subscriptions from the +gentry, was desirous of getting the help and countenance +of the farmers and trades-people, whose duty and interest +she thought it was to support a plan calculated to improve +the virtue and happiness of the parish. Most of them subscribed, +and promised to see that their workmen sent their +children. She met with little opposition till she called on +farmer Hoskins. She told him, as he was the richest farmer +in the parish, she came to him for a handsome subscription. +"Subscription!" said he, "it is nothing but subscriptions, +I think; a man, had need be made of money." "Farmer," +said Mrs. Jones, "God has blessed you with abundant +prosperity, and he expects you should be liberal in proportion +to your great ability." "I do not know what you +mean by blessing," said he: "I have been up early and +late, lived hard while I had little, and now when I thought +I had got forward in the world, what with tithes taxes, and +subscriptions, it all goes, I think." "Mr. Hoskins," said +Mrs. Jones, "as to tithes and taxes, you well know that the +richer you are the more you pay; so that your murmurs +are a proof of your wealth. This is but an ungrateful return +for all your blessings." "You are again at your blessings," +said the farmer; "but let every one work as hard as I have +done, and I dare say he will do as well. It is to my own +industry I owe what I have. My crops have been good, +because I minded my plowing and sowing." "O farmer!" +cried Mrs. Jones, "you forget whose suns and showers make +your crops to grow, and who it is that giveth strength to +get riches. But I do not come to preach, but to beg."</p> + +<p>"Well, madam, what is the subscription now? Flannel +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_159" id="Page_159">[Pg 159]</a></span> +or French? or weavers, or Swiss, or a new church, or large +bread, or cheap rice? or what other new whim-wham for +getting the money out of one's pocket?" "I am going to +establish a Sunday School, farmer; and I come to you as +one of the principal inhabitants of the parish, hoping your +example will spur on the rest to give." "Why, then," said +the farmer, "as one of the principal inhabitants of the +parish, I will give nothing; hoping it will spur on the rest +to refuse. Of all the foolish inventions, and new fangled +devices to ruin the country, that of teaching the poor to +read is the very worst." "And I, farmer, think that to +teach good principles to the lower classes, is the most likely +way to save the country. Now, in order to this, we must +teach them to read." "Not with my consent, nor my +money," said the farmer; "for I know it always does more +harm than good." "So it may," said Mrs. Jones, "if you +only teach them to read, and then turn them adrift to find +out books for themselves.<a name="FNanchor_7" id="FNanchor_7"></a><a href="#Footnote_7" class="fnanchor">[7]</a> There is a proneness in the +heart to evil, which it is our duty to oppose, and which I +see you are promoting. Only look round your own kitchen; +I am ashamed to see it hung round with loose songs +and ballads. I grant, indeed, it would be better for young +men and maids, and even your daughters, not to be able to +read at all, than to read such stuff as this. But if, when +they ask for bread, you will give them a stone, nay +worse, a serpent, yours is the blame." Then taking up a +penny-book which had a very loose title, she went on: +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_160" id="Page_160">[Pg 160]</a></span> +"I do not wonder, if you, who read such books as these, +think it safer that people should not read at all." The +farmer grinned, and said, "It is hard if a man of my substance +may not divert himself; when a bit of fun costs only +a penny, and a man can spare that penny, there is no harm +done. When it is very hot, or very wet, and I come in to +rest, and have drunk my mug of cider, I like to take up a +bit of a jest-book, or a comical story, to make me laugh."</p> + +<p>"O, Mr. Hoskins!" replied Mrs. Jones, "when you come +in to rest from a burning sun or shower, do you never think +of Him whose sun it is that is ripening your corn? or +whose shower is filling the ear, or causing the grass to +grow? I could tell you of some books which would +strengthen such thoughts, whereas such as you read only +serve to put them out of your head."</p> + +<p>Mrs. Jones having taken pains to let Mr. Hoskins know +that all the genteel and wealthy people had subscribed, he +at last said, "Why, as to the matter of that, I do not value +a crown; only I think it may be better bestowed; and I +am afraid my own workmen will fly in my face if once they +are made scholars; and that they will think themselves too +good to work." "Now you talk soberly, and give your +reasons," said Mrs. Jones; "weak as they are, they deserve +an answer. Do you think that either man, woman, or +child, ever did his duty the worse, only because he knew it +the better?" "No, perhaps not." "Now, the whole extent +of learning which we intend to give the poor, is only +to enable them to read the Bible; a book which brings to +us the glad tidings of salvation, in which every duty is explained, +every doctrine brought into practice, and the +highest truths made level to the meanest understanding. +The knowledge of that book, and its practical influence on +the heart, is the best security you can have, both for the +industry and obedience of your servants. Now, can you +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_161" id="Page_161">[Pg 161]</a></span> +think any man will be the worse servant for being a good +Christian?" "Perhaps not." "Are not the duties of +children, of servants, and the poor, individually and expressly +set forth in the Bible?" "Yes." "Do you think any +duties are likely to be as well performed from any human +motives, such as fear or prudence, as from those religious +motives which are backed with the sanction of rewards and +punishments, of heaven or hell? Even upon your own +principles of worldly policy, do you think a poor man is +not less likely to steal a sheep or a horse, who was taught +when a boy that it was a sin, that it was breaking a commandment, +to rob a hen-roost, or an orchard, than one who +has been bred in ignorance of God's law? Will your property +be secured so effectually by the stocks on the green, +as by teaching the boys in the school, that <i>for all these +things God will bring them in to judgment</i>? Is a poor +fellow who can read his Bible, so likely to sleep or to drink +away his few hours of leisure, as one who <i>can not</i> read? +He may, and he often does, make a bad use of his reading; +but I doubt he would have been as bad without it; and the +hours spent in learning to read will always have been +among the most harmless ones of his life."</p> + +<p>"Well, madam," said the farmer, "if you do not think +that religion will spoil my young servants, I do not care if +you do put me down for half a guinea. What has farmer +Dobson given?" "Half a guinea," said Mrs. Jones. +"Well," cried the farmer, "it shall never be said I do not +give more than he, who is only a renter. Dobson half a +guinea! Why, he wears his coat as threadbare as a laborer." +"Perhaps," replied Mrs. Jones, "that is one reason +why he gives so much." "Well, put me down a +guinea," cried the farmer; "as scarce as guineas are just +now, I'll never be put upon the same footing with Dobson, +neither." "Yes, and you must exert yourself beside, in +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_162" id="Page_162">[Pg 162]</a></span> +insisting that your workmen send their children, and often +look into the school yourself, to see if they are there, and +reward or discourage them accordingly," added Mrs. Jones. +"The most zealous teachers will flag in their exertions, if +they are not animated and supported by the wealthy; and +your poor youth will soon despise religious instruction as +a thing forced upon them, as a hardship added to their +other hardships, if it be not made pleasant by the encouraging +presence, kind words, and little gratuities, from their +betters."</p> + +<p>Here Mrs. Jones took her leave; the farmer insisted on +waiting on her to the door. When they got into the yard, +they spied Mr. Simpson, who was standing near a group +of females, consisting of the farmer's two young daughters, +and a couple of rosy dairy-maids, an old blind fiddler, and a +woman who led him. The woman had laid a basket on +the ground, out of which she was dealing some songs to the +girls, who were kneeling round it, and eagerly picking out +such whose title suited their tastes. On seeing the clergyman +come up, the fiddler's companion (for I am sorry to say she +was not his wife) pushed some of the songs to the bottom +of the basket, turned round to the company, and, in a whining +tone, asked if they would please to buy a godly book. +Mr. Simpson saw through the hypocrisy at once, and instead +of making any answer, took out of one of the girls' +hands a song which the woman had not been able to +snatch away. He was shocked and grieved to see that +these young girls were about to read, to sing, and to learn +by heart such ribaldry as he was ashamed even to cast his +eyes on. He turned about to the girl, and gravely, but +mildly said, "Young woman, what do you think should be +done to a person who should be found carrying a box of +poison round the country, and leaving a little at every +house?" The girls agreed that such a person ought to +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_163" id="Page_163">[Pg 163]</a></span> +be hanged. "That he should," said the farmer, "if I was +upon the jury, and quartered too." The fiddler and his +woman were of the same opinion, declaring, <i>they</i> would do +no such a wicked thing for the world, for if they were poor +they were honest. Mr. Simpson, turning to the other girl, +said, "Which is of most value, the soul or the body?" +"The soul, sir," said the girl. "Why so?" said he. "Because, +sir, I have heard you say in the pulpit, the soul is to +last forever." "Then," cried Mr. Simpson, in a stern voice, +turning to the fiddler's woman, "are you not ashamed to +sell poison for that part which is to last forever? poison for +the soul?" "Poison?" said the terrified girl, throwing +down the book, and shuddering as people do who are afraid +they have touched something infectious. "Poison!" echoed +the farmer's daughters, recollecting with horror the ratsbane +which Lion, the old house-dog, had got at the day before, +and after eating which she had seen him drop down dead +in convulsions. "Yes," said Mr. Simpson to the woman, +"I do again repeat, the souls of these innocent girls will +be poisoned, and may be eternally ruined by this vile trash +which you carry about."</p> + +<p>"I now see," said Mrs. Jones to the farmer, "the reason +why you think learning to read does more harm than good. +It is indeed far better that they should never know how to +tell a letter, unless you keep such trash as this out of their +way, and provide them with what is good, or at least what +is harmless. Still, this is not the fault of reading, but the +abuse of it. Wine is still a good cordial, though it is too +often abused to the purpose of drunkenness."</p> + +<p>The farmer said that neither of his maids could read their +horn-book, though he owned he often heard them singing +that song which the parson thought so bad, but for his part +it made them as merry as a nightingale.</p> + +<p>"Yes," said Mrs. Jones, "as a proof that it is not merely +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_164" id="Page_164">[Pg 164]</a></span> +being able to read which does the mischief, I have often +heard, as I have been crossing a hay-field, young girls singing +such indecent ribaldry as has driven me out of the field, +though I well knew they could not read a line of what they +were singing, but had caught it from others. So you see +you may as well say the memory is a wicked talent because +some people misapply it, as to say that reading is dangerous +because some folks abuse it."</p> + +<p>While they were talking, the fiddler and his woman +were trying to steal away unobserved, but Mr. Simpson +stopped them, and sternly said, "Woman, I shall have some +further talk with you. I am a magistrate as well as a minister, +and if I know it, I will no more allow a wicked book +to be sold in my parish than a dose of poison." The girls +threw away all their songs, thanked Mr. Simpson, begged +Mrs. Jones would take them into her school after they had +done milking in the evenings, that they might learn to read +only what was proper. They promised they would never +more deal with any but sober, honest hawkers, such as sell +good little books, Christmas carols, and harmless songs, and +desired the fiddler's woman never to call there again.</p> + +<p>This little incident afterward confirmed Mrs. Jones in a +plan she had before some thoughts of putting in practice. +This was, after her school had been established a few +months, to invite all the well-disposed grown-up youth of +the parish to meet her at the school an hour or two on a +Sunday evening, after the necessary business of the dairy, +and of serving the cattle was over. Both Mrs. Jones and +her agent had the talent of making this time pass so agreeably, +by their manner of explaining Scripture, and of impressing +the heart by serious and affectionate discourse, that +in a short time the evening-school was nearly filled with a +second company, after the younger ones were dismissed. +In time, not only the servants, but the sons and daughters +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_165" id="Page_165">[Pg 165]</a></span> +of the most substantial people in the parish attended. At +length many of the parents, pleased with the improvement +so visible in the young people, got a habit of dropping in, +that they might learn how to instruct their own families; +and it was observed that as the school filled, not only the +fives-court and public houses were thinned, but even Sunday +gossipping and tea-visiting declined. Even farmer Hoskins, +who was at first very angry with his maids for leaving +off those <i>merry</i> songs (as he called them) was so pleased +by the manner in which the psalms were sung at the +school, that he promised Mrs. Jones to make her a present +of half a sheep toward her first May-day feast. Of this +feast some account shall be given hereafter; and the reader +may expect some further account of the Sunday School in +the history of Hester Wilmot.</p> + + +<hr class="chapbreak" /> +<div><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_166" id="Page_166">[Pg 166]</a></span></div> + +<h2><a name="THE_HISTORY_OF_HESTER_WILMOT" id="THE_HISTORY_OF_HESTER_WILMOT"></a>THE HISTORY OF HESTER WILMOT. +<span class="subheading2"><br />BEING THE SECOND PART OF THE SUNDAY SCHOOL.</span> +</h2> +<hr class="decobreak" /> + + +<p>Hester Wilmot was born in the parish of Weston, of +parents who maintained themselves by their labor; they +were both of them ungodly: it is no wonder therefore they +were unhappy. They lived badly together, and how could +they do otherwise? for their tempers were very different, +and they had no religion to smooth down this difference, +or to teach them that they ought to bear with each other's +faults. Rebecca Wilmot was a proof that people may have +some right qualities, and yet be but bad characters, and utterly +destitute of religion. She was clean, notable, and industrious. +Now I know some folks fancy that the poor who +have these qualities need have no other, but this is a sad mistake, +as I am sure every page in the Bible would show; and +it is a pity people do not consult it oftener. They direct +their plowing and sowing by the information of the Almanac: +why will they not consult the Bible for the direction of their +hearts and lives? Rebecca was of a violent, ungovernable +temper; and that very neatness which is in itself so pleasing, +in her became a sin, for her affection to her husband and +children was quite lost in an over anxious desire to have her +house reckoned the nicest in the parish. Rebecca was also +a proof that a poor woman may be as vain as a rich one, for +it was not so much the comfort of neatness, as the praise of +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_167" id="Page_167">[Pg 167]</a></span> +neatness, which she coveted. A spot on her hearth, or +a bit of rust on a brass candlestick, would throw her into a +violent passion. Now it is very right to keep the hearth +clean and the candlestick bright, but it is very wrong so to +set one's affections on a hearth or a candlestick, as to make +one's self unhappy if any trifling accident happens to them; +and if Rebecca had been as careful to keep her heart without +spot, or her life without blemish, as she was to keep her +fire-irons free from either, she would have been held up in +this history, not as a warning, but as a pattern, and in that +case her nicety would have come in for a part of the praise. +It was no fault in Rebecca, but a merit, that her oak table +was so bright you could almost see to put your cap on in +it; but it was no merit but a fault, that when John, her +husband, laid down his cup of beer upon it so as to leave a +mark, she would fly out into so terrible a passion that all +the children were forced to run to corners; now poor John +having no corner to run to, ran to the ale-house, till that +which was at first a refuge too soon became a pleasure.</p> + +<p>Rebecca never wished her children to learn to read, because +she said it would make them lazy, and she herself had +done very well without it. She would keep poor Hester +from church to stone the space under the stairs in fine patterns +and flowers. I don't pretend to say there was any +harm in this little decoration, it looks pretty enough, and it +is better to let the children do that than nothing. But still +these are not things to set one's heart upon; and besides +Rebecca only did it as a trap for praise; for she was sulky +and disappointed if any ladies happened to call in and did +not seem delighted with the flowers which she used to +draw with a burnt stick on the whitewash of the chimney +corners. Besides, all this finery was often done on a +Sunday, and there is a great deal of harm in doing right +things at a wrong time, or in wasting much time on things +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_168" id="Page_168">[Pg 168]</a></span> +which are of no real use, or in doing any thing at all out +of vanity. Now I beg that no lazy slattern of a wife will +go and take any comfort in her dirt from what is here said +against Rebecca's nicety; for I believe, that for one who +makes her husband unhappy through neatness, twenty do +so by dirt and laziness. All excuses are wrong, but the excess +of a good quality is not so uncommon as the excess of +a bad one; and not being so obvious, perhaps, for that +very reason requires more animadversion.</p> + +<p>John Wilmot was not an ill-natured man, but he had no +fixed principle. Instead of setting himself to cure his wife's +faults by mild reproof and good example, he was driven by +them into still greater faults himself. It is a common case +with people who have no religion, when any cross accident +befalls them, instead of trying to make the best of a bad +matter, instead of considering their trouble as a trial sent +from God to purify them, or instead of considering the faults +of others as a punishment for their own sins, instead of this +I say, what do they do, but either sink down at once into +despair, or else run for comfort into evil courses. Drinking +is the common remedy for sorrow, if that can be called a +remedy, the end of which is to destroy soul and body. John +now began to spend all his leisure hours at the Bell. He +used to be fond of his children: but when he could not +come home in quiet, and play with the little ones, while his +wife dressed him a bit of hot supper, he grew in time not +to come home at all. He who has once taken to drink can +seldom be said to be guilty of one sin only; John's heart +became hardened. His affection for his family was lost in +self-indulgence. Patience and submission on the part of +the wife, might have won much upon a man of John's temper; +but instead of trying to reclaim him, his wife seemed +rather to delight in putting him as much in the wrong as +she could, that she might be justified in her constant abuse +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_169" id="Page_169">[Pg 169]</a></span> +<a class="corr" name="TC_7" id="TC_7" title="fo">of</a> him. I doubt whether she would have been as much +pleased with his reformation as she was with always talking +of his faults, though I know it was the opinion of the +neighbors, that if she had taken as much pains to reform +her husband by reforming her own temper, as she did to +abuse him and expose him, her endeavors might have been +blessed with success. Good Christians, who are trying to +subdue their own faults, can hardly believe that the ungodly +have a sort of savage satisfaction in trying, by indulgence +of their own evil tempers, to lessen the happiness of those +with whom they have to do. Need we look any further for +a proof of our own corrupt nature, when we see mankind +delight in sins which have neither the temptations of profit +or the allurement of pleasure, such as plaguing, vexing, or +abusing each other.</p> + +<p>Hester was the eldest of their five children; she was a +sharp sensible girl, but at fourteen years old she could not +tell a letter, nor had she ever been taught to bow her knee +to Him who made her, for John's or rather Rebecca's house, +had seldom the name of God pronounced in it, except to be +blasphemed.</p> + +<p>It was just about this time, if I mistake not, that Mrs. +Jones set up her Sunday School, of which Mrs. Betty Crew +was appointed mistress, as has been before related. Mrs. +Jones finding that none of the Wilmots were sent to school, +took a walk to Rebecca's house, and civilly told her, she +called to let her know that a school was opened to which +she desired her to send her children on Sunday following, +especially her oldest daughter Hester. "Well," said Rebecca, +"and what will you give her if I do?" "Give her!" +replied Mrs. Jones, "that is rather a rude question, and +asked in a rude manner: however, as a soft answer turneth +away wrath, I assure you that I will give her the best of +learning; I will teach her to <i>fear God and keep his commandments</i>." +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_170" id="Page_170">[Pg 170]</a></span> +"I would rather you would teach her to fear +me, and keep my house clean," said this wicked woman. +"She sha'n't come, however, unless you will pay her for it." +"Pay her for it!" said the lady; "will it not be reward +enough that she will be taught to read the word of God +without any expense to you? For though many gifts both +of books and clothing will be given the children, yet you +are not to consider these gifts so much in the light of payment +as an expression of good will in your benefactors." +"I say," interrupted Rebecca, "that Hester sha'n't go to +school. Religion is of no use that I know of, but to make +people hate their own flesh and blood; and I see no good +in learning but to make folks proud, and lazy, and dirty. I +can not tell a letter myself, and, though I say it, that should +not say it, there is not a notabler woman in the parish." +"Pray," said Mrs. Jones mildly, "do you think that young +people will disobey their parents the more for being taught to +fear God?" "I don't think any thing about it," said Rebecca; +"I sha'n't let her come, and there's the long and short +of the matter. Hester has other fish to fry; but you may +have some of these little ones if you will." "No," said +Mrs. Jones, "I will not; I have not set up a nursery, but a +school. I am not at all this expense to take crying babes out +of the mother's way, but to instruct reasonable beings in +the road to eternal life: and it ought to be a rule in all +schools not to take the troublesome <i>young</i> children unless +the mother will try to spare the <i>elder</i> ones, who are capable +of learning." "But," said Rebecca, "I have a young child +which Hester must nurse while I dress dinner. And she +must iron the rags, and scour the irons, and dig the potatoes, +and fetch the water to boil them." "As to nursing the +child, that is indeed a necessary duty, and Hester ought to +stay at home part of the day to enable you to go to church; +and families should relieve each other in this way, but as to +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_171" id="Page_171">[Pg 171]</a></span> +all the rest, they are no reasons at all, for the irons need not +be scoured so often, and the rags should be ironed, and the +potatoes dug, and the water fetched on the Saturday; and +I can tell you that neither your minister here, nor your +Judge hereafter, will accept of any such excuse."</p> + +<p>All this while Hester staid behind pale and trembling +lest her unkind mother should carry her point. She looked +up at Mrs. Jones with so much love and gratitude as to +win her affection, and this good lady went on trying to +soften this harsh mother. At last Rebecca condescended +to say, "Well I don't know but I may let her come now +and then when I can spare her, provided I find you make it +worth her while." All this time she had never asked Mrs. +Jones to sit down, nor had once bid her young children be +quiet, though they were crying and squalling the whole +time. Rebecca fancied this rudeness was the only way she +had of showing she thought herself to be as good as her +guest, but Mrs. Jones never lost her temper. The moment +she went out of the house, Rebecca called out loud enough +for her to hear, and ordered Hester to get the stone and a +bit of sand to scrub out the prints of that dirty woman's +shoes. Hester in high spirits cheerfully obeyed, and rubbed +out the stains so neatly, that her mother could not help +lamenting that so handy a girl was going to be spoiled, +by being taught godliness, and learning any such nonsense.</p> + +<p>Mrs. Jones, who knew the world, told her agent, Mrs. +Crew, that her grand difficulty would arise not so much +from the children as the parents. These, said she, are apt +to fall into that sad mistake, that because their children are +poor, and have little of this world's goods, the mothers +must make it up to them in false indulgence. The children +of the gentry are much more reproved and corrected for +their faults, and bred up in far stricter discipline. He was +a king who said, <i>Chasten thy son, and let not thy rod spare +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_172" id="Page_172">[Pg 172]</a></span> +for his crying</i>. But do not lose your patience; the more +vicious the children are, you must remember the more they +stand in need of your instruction. When they are bad, +comfort yourself with thinking how much worse they would +have been but for you; and what a burden they would become +to society if these evil tempers were to receive no +check. The great thing which enabled Mrs. Crew to teach +well, was the deep insight she had got into the corruption +of human nature. And I doubt if any one can make a +thoroughly good teacher of religion and morals, who wants +the master-key to the heart. Others, indeed, may teach +knowledge, decency, and good manners; but those, however +valuable, are not Christianity. Mrs. Crew, who knew +that out of the heart proceed lying, theft, and all that train +of evils which begin to break out even in young children, +applied her labors to correct this root of evil. But though +a diligent, she was a humble teacher, well knowing that +unless the grace of God blessed her labors, she should but +labor in vain.</p> + +<p>Hester Wilmot never failed to attend the school, whenever +her perverse mother would give her leave, and her +delight in learning was so great, that she would work early +and late to gain a little time for her book. As she had a +quick capacity, she learned soon to spell and read, and Mrs. +Crew observing her diligence, used to lend her a book to +carry home, that she might pick up a little at odd times. +It would be well if teachers would make this distinction. +To give, or lend books to those who take no delight in them +is a useless expense; while it is kind and right to assist +well-disposed young people with every help of this sort. +Those who love books seldom hurt them, while the slothful +who hate learning, will wear out a book more in a week, +than the diligent will do in a year. Hester's way was to +read over a question in her catechism, or one verse in her +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_173" id="Page_173">[Pg 173]</a></span> +hymn book, by fire-light before she went to bed; this she +thought over in the night: and when she was dressing +herself in the morning, she was glad to find she always +knew a little more than she had done the morning before. +It is not to be believed how much those people will be +found to have gained at the end of the year, who are accustomed +to work up all the little odd ends and remnants +of leisure; who value time even more than money; and +who are convinced that minutes are no more to be wasted +than pence. Nay, he who finds he has wasted a shilling +may by diligence hope to fetch it up again: but no repentance +or industry can ever bring back one wasted hour. +My good young reader, if ever <i>you</i> are tempted to waste +an hour, go and ask a dying man what he would give for +that hour which you are throwing away, and according as +he answers so do you act.</p> + +<p>As her mother hated the sight of a book, Hester was +forced to learn out of sight: it was no disobedience to do +this, as long as she wasted no part of that time which it +was her duty to spend in useful labor. She would have +thought it a sin to have left her work for her book; but +she did not think it wrong to steal time from her sleep, and +to be learning an hour before the rest of the family were +awake. Hester would not neglect the washing-tub, or the +spinning-wheel, even to get on with her catechism; but she +thought it fair to think over her questions while she was +washing and spinning. In a few months she was able to +read fluently in St. John's Gospel, which is the easiest. But +Mrs. Crew did not think it enough that her children could +read a chapter, she would make them understand it also. +It is in a good degree owing to the want of religious knowledge +in teachers, that there is so little religion in the +world. Unless the Bible is laid open to the understanding, +children may read from Genesis to the Revelation, without +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_174" id="Page_174">[Pg 174]</a></span> +any other improvement than barely learning how to pronounce +the words. Mrs. Crew found there was but one +way to compel their attention; this was by obliging them +to return back again to her the sense of what she had read +to them, and this they might do in their own words, if they +could not remember the words of Scripture. Those who +had weak capacities, would, to be sure, do this but very imperfectly; +but even the weakest, if they were willing would +retain something. She so managed, that <i>saying the catechism</i> +was not merely an act of the memory, but of the +understanding; for she had observed formerly that those +who had learned the catechism in the common formal way, +when they were children, had never understood it when +they became men and women, and it remained in the memory +without having made any impression on the mind. +Thus this fine summary of the Christian religion is considered +as little more than a form of words, the being able +to repeat which, is a qualification for being confirmed by +the bishop, instead of being considered as really containing +those grounds of Christian faith and practice, by which +they are to be confirmed Christians.</p> + +<p>Mrs. Crew used to say to Mrs. Jones, those who teach the +poor must indeed give line upon line, precept upon precept, +here a little and there a little, as they can receive it. So +that teaching must be a great grievance to those who do +not really make it a <i>labor of love</i>. I see so much levity, +obstinacy, and ignorance, that it keeps my own forbearance +in continual exercise, insomuch that I trust I am getting +good myself, while I am doing good to others. No one, +madam, can know till they try, that after they have asked +a poor untaught child the same question nineteen times, +they must not lose their temper, but go on and ask it the +twentieth. Now and then, when I am tempted to be impatient, +I correct myself by thinking over that active proof +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_175" id="Page_175">[Pg 175]</a></span> +which our blessed Saviour requires of our love to him when +he says, <i>Feed my lambs</i>.</p> + +<p>Hester Wilmot had never been bred to go to church, for +her father and mother had never thought of going themselves, +unless at a christening in their own family, or at a +funeral of their neighbors, both of which they considered +merely as opportunities for good eating and drinking, and +not as offices of religion.</p> + +<p>As poor Hester had no comfort at home, it was the less +wonder she delighted in her school, her Bible, and her +church; for so great is God's goodness, that he is pleased +to make religion a peculiar comfort to those who have +no other comfort. The God whose name she had seldom +heard but when it was <i>taken in vain</i>, was now revealed +to her as a God of infinite power, justice, and holiness. +What she read in her Bible, and what she felt in her own +heart, convinced her she was a sinner, and her catechism +said the same. She was much distressed one day on thinking +over this promise which she had just made (in answer +to the question which fell to her lot), <i>To renounce the devil +and all his works, the pomps and vanities of this wicked +world, and all the sinful lusts of the flesh</i>. I say she was +distressed on finding that these were not merely certain +words which she was bound to repeat, but certain conditions +which she was bound to perform. She was sadly puzzled +to know how this was to be done, till she met with +these words in her Bible: <i>My grace is sufficient for thee</i>. +But still she was at a loss to know how this grace was to +be obtained. Happily Mr. Simpson preached on the next +Sunday from this text, <i>Ask and ye shall receive</i>, etc. In +this sermon was explained to her the nature, the duty, and +the efficacy of prayer. After this she opened her heart to +Mrs. Crew, who taught her the great doctrines of Scripture, +in a serious but plain way. Hester's own heart led her to +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_176" id="Page_176">[Pg 176]</a></span> +assent to that humbling doctrine of the catechism, that <i>We +are by nature born in sin</i>; and truly glad was she to be +relieved by hearing of <i>That spiritual grace by which we +have a new birth unto righteousness</i>. Thus her mind was +no sooner humbled by one part than it gained comfort from +another. On the other hand, while she was rejoicing in <i>a +lively hope in God's mercy through Christ</i>, her mistress put +her in mind that that was only the <i>true</i> repentance <i>by +which we forsake sin</i>. Thus the catechism, explained by a +pious teacher, was found to contain <i>all the articles of the +Christian faith</i>.</p> + +<p>Mrs. Jones greatly disapproved the practice of turning +away the scholars, because they were grown up. Young +people, said she, want to be warned at sixteen more than +they did at six, and they are commonly turned adrift at the +very age when they want most instruction; when dangers +and temptations most beset them. They are exposed to +more evil by the leisure of a Sunday evening, than by the +business of a whole week; but then religion must be made +pleasant, and instruction must be carried on in a kind, and +agreeable, and familiar way. If they once dislike the +teacher, they will soon get to dislike what is taught, so that +a master or mistress is in some measure answerable for the +future piety of young persons, inasmuch as that piety depends +on their manner of making religion pleasant as well +as profitable.</p> + +<p>To attend Mrs. Jones's evening instructions was soon +thought not a task but a holiday. In a few months it was +reckoned a disadvantage to the character of any young +person in the parish to know that they did not attend the +evening school. At first, indeed, many of them came only +with a view to learn amusement; but, by the blessing of +God, they grew fond of instruction, and some of them became +truly pious. Mrs. Jones spoke to them on Sunday +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_177" id="Page_177">[Pg 177]</a></span> +evening as follows: "My dear young women, I rejoice at +your improvement; but I rejoice with trembling. I have +known young people set out well, who afterward fell off. +The heart is deceitful. Many like religious knowledge, who +do not like the strictness of a religious life. I must therefore +watch whether those who are diligent at church and +school, are diligent in their daily walk. Whether those +who say they <i>believe</i> in God, really <i>obey</i> him. Whether +they who profess to <i>love</i> Christ keep His <i>commandments</i>. +Those who hear themselves commended for early piety, +may learn to rest satisfied with the praise of man. People +may get a knack at religious phrases without being religious; +they may even get to frequent places of worship as +an amusement, in order to meet their friends, and may +learn to delight in a sort of <i>spiritual gossip</i>, while religion +has no power in their hearts. But I hope better things +of you, and things that accompany salvation, though I thus +speak."</p> + +<p>What became of Hester Wilmot, with some account of +Mrs. Jones's May-day feast for her school, my readers shall +be told next month.</p> + + +<hr class="secbreak" /> +<h3>PART II. +<span class="subheading2"><br />THE NEW GOWN.</span> +</h3> + +<p>Hester Wilmot, I am sorry to observe, had been by nature +peevish and lazy; she would, when a child, now and +then slight her work, and when her mother was unreasonable +she was too apt to return a saucy answer; but when +she became acquainted with her own heart, and with the +Scriptures, these evil tempers were, in a good measure, subdued, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_178" id="Page_178">[Pg 178]</a></span> +for she now learned to imitate, not her violent mother, +but <i>Him who was meek and lowly</i>. When she was +scolded for doing ill, she prayed for grace to do better; and +the only answer she made to her mother's charge, "that religion +only served to make people lazy," was to strive to do +twice as much work, in order to prove that it really made +them diligent. The only thing in which she ventured to +disobey her mother was, that when she ordered her to do +week-day's work on a Sunday, Hester cried, and said, she +did not dare to disobey God; but to show that she did not +wish to save her own labor, she would do a double portion +of work on the Saturday night, and rise two hours earlier +on Monday morning.</p> + +<p>Once, when she had worked very hard, her mother told +her that she would treat her with a holiday the following +Sabbath, and take her a fine walk to eat cakes and drink +ale at Weston fair, which, though it was professed to be +kept on the Monday, yet, to the disgrace of the village, always +began on the Sunday evening.<a name="FNanchor_8" id="FNanchor_8"></a><a href="#Footnote_8" class="fnanchor">[8]</a> Rebecca, who would +on no account have wasted the Monday, which was a working +day, in idleness and pleasure, thought she had a very +good right to enjoy herself at the fair on the Sunday evening, +as well as to take her children. Hester earnestly +begged to be left at home, and her mother, in a rage, went +without her. A wet walk, and more ale than she was used +to drink, gave Rebecca a dangerous fever. During this illness +Hester, who would not follow her to a scene of dissolute +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_179" id="Page_179">[Pg 179]</a></span> +mirth, attended her night and day, and denied herself +necessaries that her sick mother might have comforts; and +though she secretly prayed to God that this sickness might +change her mother's heart, yet she never once reproached +her, or put her in mind that it was caught by indulging in +a sinful pleasure.</p> + +<p>Another Sunday night her father told Hester he thought +she had now been at school long enough for him to have a +little good of her learning, so he desired she would stay at +home and read to him. Hester cheerfully ran and fetched +her Testament. But John fell a laughing, calling her a fool, +and said, it would be time enough to read the Testament +to him when he was going to die, but at present he must +have something merry. So saying, he gave her a songbook +which he had picked up at the Bell. Hester, having +cast her eyes over it, refused to read it, saying, she did not +dare offend God by reading what would hurt her own soul. +John called her a canting hypocrite, and said he would put +the Testament into the fire, for that there was not a more +merry girl than she was before she became religious. Her +mother, for once, took her part; not because she thought +her daughter in the right, but because she was glad of any +pretense to show her husband was in the wrong; though +she herself would have abused Hester for the same thing if +John had taken her part. John, with a shocking oath, +abused them both, and went off in a violent passion. Hester, +instead of saying one undutiful word against her father, +took up a Psalter in order to teach her little sisters; but +Rebecca was so provoked at her for not joining her in her +abuse of her husband, that she changed her humor, said +John was in the right, and Hester a perverse hypocrite, who +only made religion a pretense for being undutiful to her +parents. Hester bore all in silence, and committed her +cause to Him <i>who judgeth righteously</i>. It would have been +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_180" id="Page_180">[Pg 180]</a></span> +a great comfort to her if she had dared to go to Mrs. Crew, +and to have joined in the religious exercises of the evening +at school. But her mother refused to let her, saying it +would only harden her heart in mischief. Hester said not +a word, but after having put the little ones to bed, and +heard them say their prayers out of sight, she went and sat +down in her own little loft, and said to herself, "It would +be pleasant to me to have taught my little sisters to read; +I thought it was my duty, for David has said, <i>Come ye children, +hearken unto me, and I will teach you the fear of the +Lord</i>. It would have been still more pleasant to have +passed the evening at school, because I am still ignorant, +and fitter to learn than to teach; but I can not do either +without flying in the face of my mother; God sees fit to-night +to change my pleasant duties into a painful trial. I +give up my will, and I submit to the will of my father; but +when he orders me to commit a known sin, then I dare not +do it, because, in so doing, I must disobey my Father which +is in heaven."</p> + +<p>Now, it so fell out, that this dispute happened on the very +Sunday next before Mrs. Jones's yearly feast. On May-day +all the school attended her to church, each in a stuff gown +of their own earning, and a cap and white apron of her giving. +After church there was an examination made into the +learning and behavior of the scholars; those who were +most perfect in their chapters, and who brought the best +character for industry, humility, and sobriety, received a +Bible or some other good book.</p> + +<p>Now Hester had been a whole year hoarding up her little +savings, in order to be ready with a new gown on the May-day +feast. She had never got less than two shillings a week +by her spinning, beside working for the family, and earning +a trifle by odd jobs. This money she faithfully carried to +her mother every Saturday night, keeping back by consent +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_181" id="Page_181">[Pg 181]</a></span> +only twopence a week toward the gown. The sum was +complete, the pattern had long been settled, and Hester had +only on the Monday morning to go to the shop, pay her +money, and bring home her gown to be made. Her mother +happened to go out early that morning to iron in a gentleman's +family, where she usually staid a day or two, and +Hester was busy putting the house in order before she went +to the shop.</p> + +<p>On that very Monday there was to be a meeting at the +Bell of all the idle fellows in the parish. John Wilmot, of +course, was to be there. Indeed he had accepted a challenge +of the blacksmith to match at all-fours. The blacksmith +was flush of money, John thought himself the best +player; and, that he might make sure of winning, he resolved +to keep himself sober, which he knew was more than +the other would do. John was so used to go upon tick for +ale, that he got to the door of the Bell before he recollected +that he could not keep his word with the gambler without +money, and he had not a penny in his pocket, so he sullenly +turned homeward. He dared not apply to his wife, as +he knew he should be more likely to get a scratched face +than a sixpence from her; but he knew that Hester had +received two shillings for her last week's spinning on Saturday, +and, perhaps, she might not yet have given it to her +mother. Of the hoarded sum he knew nothing. He asked +her if she could lend him half a crown, and he would pay +her next day. Hester, pleased to see him in a good humor +after what had passed the night before, ran up and fetched +down her little box, and, in the joy of her heart that he now +desired something she <i>could</i> comply with without wounding +her conscience, cheerfully poured out her whole little stock +on the table. John was in raptures at the sight of three half +crowns and a sixpence, and eagerly seized it, box and all, +together with a few hoarded halfpence at the bottom, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_182" id="Page_182">[Pg 182]</a></span> +though he had only asked to borrow half a crown. None +but one whose heart was hardened by a long course of +drunkenness could have taken away the whole, and for such +a purpose. He told her she should certainly have it again +next morning, and, indeed, intended to pay it, not doubting +but he should double the sum. But John overrated his +own skill, or luck, for he lost every farthing to the blacksmith, +and sneaked home before midnight, and quietly +walked up to bed. He was quite sober, which Hester +thought a good sign. Next morning she asked him, in a +very humble way, for the money, which she said she would +not have done, but that if the gown was not bought directly +it would not be ready in time for the feast. John's conscience +had troubled him a little for what he had done—for +when he was not drunk he was not ill-natured—and he +stammered out a broken excuse, but owned he had lost the +money, and had not a farthing left. The moment Hester +saw him mild and kind her heart was softened, and she +begged him not to vex, adding, that she would be contented +never to have a new gown as long as she lived, if she could +have the comfort of always seeing him come home sober as +he was last night. For Hester did not know that he had +refrained from getting drunk, only that he might gamble +with a better chance of success, and that when a gamester +keeps himself sober, it is not that he may practice a virtue, +but that he may commit a worse crime.</p> + +<p>"I am indeed sorry for what I have done," said he; "you +can not go to the feast, and what will Madam Jones say?" +"Yes, but I can," said Hester; "for God looks not at the +gown, but at the heart, and I am sure he sees mine full of +gratitude at hearing you talk so kindly; and if I thought +my dear father would change his present evil courses, I +should be the happiest girl at the feast to-morrow." John +walked away mournfully, and said to himself, "Surely there +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_183" id="Page_183">[Pg 183]</a></span> +must be something in religion, since it can thus change the +heart. Hester was once a pert girl, and now she is as mild +as a lamb. She was once an indolent girl, and now she is +up with the lark. She was a vain girl, and would do any +thing for a new ribbon; and now she is contented to go in +rags to a feast at which every one else is to have a new +gown. She deprived herself of the gown to give me the +money; and yet this very girl, so dutiful in some respects, +would submit to be turned out of doors rather than read a +loose book at my command, or break the Sabbath. I do +not understand this; there must be some mystery in it." +All this he said as he was going to work. In the evening +he did not go to the Bell; whether it was owing to his new +thoughts, or to his not having a penny in his pocket, I will +not take upon me positively to say; but I believe it was a +little of one and a little of the other.</p> + +<p>As the pattern of the intended gown had long been settled +in the family, and as Hester had the money by her, it +was looked on as good as bought, so that she was trusted +to get it brought home and made in her mother's absence. +Indeed, so little did Rebecca care about the school, that she +would not have cared any thing about the gown, if her +vanity had not made her wish that her daughter should be +the best dressed of any girl at the feast. Being from home, +as was said before, she knew nothing of the disappointment. +On May-day morning, Hester, instead of keeping from the +feast because she had not a new gown, or meanly inventing +any excuse for wearing an old one, dressed herself out as +neatly as she could in her poor old things, and went to join +the school in order to go to church. Whether Hester had +formerly indulged a little pride of heart, and talked of this +gown rather too much, I am not quite sure; certain <a class="corr" name="TC_8" id="TC_8" title="is">it</a> is, +there was a great hue and cry made at seeing Hester Wilmot, +the neatest girl, the most industrious girl in the school, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_184" id="Page_184">[Pg 184]</a></span> +come to the May-day feast in an old stuff gown, when every +other girl was so creditably dressed. Indeed, I am sorry to +say, there were two or three much too smart for their station, +and who had dizened themselves out in very improper +finery, which Mrs. Jones made them take off before her. +"I mean this feast," said she, "as a reward of industry and +piety, and not as a trial of skill who can be finest and outvie +the rest in show. If I do not take care, my feast will +become an encouragement, not to virtue, but to vanity. I +am so great a friend to decency of apparel, that I even like +to see you deny your appetites that you may be able to +come decently dressed to the house of God. To encourage +you to do this, I like to set apart this one day of innocent +pleasure, against which you may be preparing all the year, +by laying aside something every week toward buying a gown +out of all your savings. But, let me tell you, that meekness +and an humble spirit is of more value in the sight of +God and good men, than the gayest cotton gown, or the +brightest pink ribbon in the parish."</p> + +<p>Mrs. Jones for all this, was as much surprised as the rest +at Hester's mean garb; but such is the power of a good +character, that she gave her credit for a right intention, +especially as she knew the unhappy state of her family. +For it was Mrs. Jones's way, (and it is not a bad way,) +always to wait, and inquire into the truth before she condemned +any person of good character, though appearances +were against them. As we can not judge of people's motives, +said she, we may, from ignorance, often condemn +their best actions, and approve of their worst. It will be +always time enough to judge unfavorably, and let us give +others credit as long as we can, and then we in our turn, +may expect a favorable judgment from others, and remember +who has said, <i>Judge not, that ye be not judged</i>.</p> + +<p>Hester was no more proud of what she had done for her +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_185" id="Page_185">[Pg 185]</a></span> +father, than she was humbled by the meanness of her garb: +and notwithstanding Betty Stiles, one of the girls whose +finery had been taken away, sneered at her, Hester never +offered to clear herself, by exposing her father, though she +thought it right, secretly to inform Mrs. Jones of what had +passed. When the examination of the girls began, Betty +Stiles was asked some questions on the fourth and fifth +commandments, which she answered very well. Hester +was asked nearly the same questions, and though she answered +them no better than Betty had done, they were all +surprised to see Mrs. Jones rise up, and give a handsome +Bible to Hester, while she gave nothing to Betty. This +girl cried out rather pertly, "Madam, it is very hard that +I have no book: I was as perfect as Hester." "I have +often told you," said Mrs. Jones, "that religion is not a thing +of the tongue but of the heart. That girl gives me the best +proof that she has learned the fourth commandment to good +purpose, who persists in keeping holy the Sabbath day, +though commanded to break it, by a parent whom she +loves. And that girl best proves that she keeps the fifth, +who gives up her own comfort, and clothing, and credit, to +<i>honor and obey her father and mother</i>, even though they are +not such as she could wish. Betty Stiles, though she could +answer the questions so readily, went abroad last Sunday +when she should have been at school, and refused to nurse +her sick mother, when she could not help herself. Is this +having learned those two commandments to any good purpose?"</p> + +<p>Farmer Hoskins, who stood by, whispered Mrs. Jones, +"Well, madam, now you have convinced even me of the +benefit of a religious instruction; now I see there is a +meaning to it. I thought it was in at one ear and out at +the other, and that a song was as well as a psalm, but now +I have found the proof of the pudding is in the eating. I +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_186" id="Page_186">[Pg 186]</a></span> +see your scholars must <i>do</i> what they <i>hear</i>, and <i>obey</i> what +they <i>learn</i>. Why at this rate, they will all be better servants +for being really godly, and so I will add a pudding to +next year's feast."</p> + +<p>The pleasure Hester felt in receiving a new Bible, made +her forget that she had on an old gown. She walked to +church in a thankful frame: but how great was her joy, +when she saw, among a number of working men, her own +father going into church. As she passed by him she cast +on him a look of so much joy and affection that it brought +tears into his eyes, especially when he compared her mean +dress with that of the other girls, and thought who had +been the cause of it. John, who had not been at church +for some years, was deeply struck with the service. The +confession with which it opens went to his heart. He felt, +for the first time, that he was a <i>miserable sinner, and that +there was no health in him</i>. He now felt compunction for +sin in general, though it was only his ill-behavior to his +daughter which had brought him to church. The sermon +was such as to strengthen the impression which the prayers +had made; and when it was over, instead of joining the +ringers (for the belfry was the only part of the church +John liked, because it usually led to the ale-house), he +quietly walked back to his work. It was, indeed, the best +day's work he ever made. He could not get out of his +head the whole day, the first words he heard at church: +<i>When the wicked man turneth away from his wickedness, +and doeth that which is lawful and right, he shall save his +soul alive.</i> At night, instead of going to the Bell, he went +home, intending to ask Hester to forgive him; but as soon +as he got to the door, he heard Rebecca scolding his +daughter for having brought such a disgrace on the family +as to be seen in that old rag of a gown, and insisted on +knowing what she had done with her money. Hester tried +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_187" id="Page_187">[Pg 187]</a></span> +to keep the secret, but her mother declared she would turn +her out of doors if she did not tell the truth. Hester was +at last forced to confess she had given it to her father. +Unfortunately for poor John, it was at this very moment +that he opened the door. The mother now divided her +fury between her guilty husband and her innocent child, till +from words she fell to blows. John defended his daughter +and received some of the strokes intended for the poor girl. +This turbulent scene partly put John's good resolution to +flight, though the patience of Hester did him almost as +much good as the sermon he had heard. At length the +poor girl escaped up stairs, not a little bruised, and a scene +of much violence passed between John and Rebecca. She +declared she would not sit down to supper with such a +brute, and set off to a neighbor's house, that she might +have the pleasure of abusing him the longer. John, whose +mind was much disturbed, went up stairs without his supper. +As he was passing by Hester's little room he heard her +voice, and as he concluded she was venting bitter complaints +against her unnatural parents, he stopped to listen, resolved +to go in and comfort her. He stopped at the door, for, by +the light of the moon, he saw her kneeling by her bedside, +and praying so earnestly that she did not hear him. As he +made sure she could be praying for nothing but his death, +what was <a class="corr" name="TC_9" id="TC_9" title="her">his</a> surprise to hear these words: "O Lord have +mercy upon my dear father and mother, teach me to love +them, to pray for them, and do them good; make me more +dutiful and more patient, that, adorning the doctrine of God, +my Saviour, I may recommend his holy religion, and my +dear parents may be brought to love and fear thee, through +Jesus Christ."</p> + +<p>Poor John, who would never have been hard-hearted if +he had not been a drunkard, could not stand this; he fell +down on his knees, embraced his child, and begged her to +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_188" id="Page_188">[Pg 188]</a></span> +teach him how to pray. He prayed himself as well as he +could, and though he did not know what words to use, yet +his heart was melted; he owned he was a sinner, and begged +Hester to fetch the prayer-book, and read over the confession +with which he had been so struck at church. This +was the pleasantest order she had ever obeyed. Seeing him +deeply affected with a sense of sin, she pointed out to him +the Saviour of sinners; and in this manner she passed +some hours with her father, which were the happiest of her +life; such a night was worth a hundred cotton or even silk +gowns. In the course of the week Hester read over the +confession, and some other prayers to her father so often +that he got them by heart, and repeated them while he was +at work. She next taught him the fifty-first psalm. At +length he took courage to kneel down and pray before he +went to bed. From that time he bore his wife's ill-humor +much better than he had ever done, and, as he knew her to be +neat, and notable, and saving, he began to think, that if her +temper was not quite so bad, his home might still become +as pleasant a place to him as ever the Bell had been; but +unless she became more tractable he did not know what to +do with his long evenings after the little ones were in bed, +for he began, once more, to delight in playing with them. +Hester proposed that she herself should teach him to read +an hour every night, and he consented. Rebecca began to +storm, from the mere trick she had got of storming; but +finding that he now brought home all his earnings, and that +she got both his money and his company (for she had once +loved him), she began to reconcile herself to this new way +of life. In a few months John could read a psalm. In +learning to read it he also got it by heart, and this proved +a little store for private devotion, and while he was mowing +or reaping, he could call to mind a text to cheer his labor. +He now went constantly to church, and often dropped in at +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_189" id="Page_189">[Pg 189]</a></span> +the school on a Sunday evening to hear their prayers. He +expressed so much pleasure at this, that one day Hester +ventured to ask him if they should set up family prayer at +home? John said he should like it mightily, but as he could +not yet read quite well enough, he desired Hester to try to +get a proper book and begin next Sunday night. Hester had +bought of a pious hawker, for three half pence,<a name="FNanchor_9" id="FNanchor_9"></a><a href="#Footnote_9" class="fnanchor">[9]</a> the Book +of Prayers, printed for the Cheap Repository, and knew she +should there find something suitable.</p> + +<p>When Hester read the exhortation at the beginning of +this little book, her mother who sat in the corner, and pretended +to be asleep, was so much struck that she could not +find a word to say against it. For a few nights, indeed, she +continued to sit still, or pretended to rock the young child +while her husband and daughter were kneeling at their +prayers. She expected John would have scolded her for +this, and so perverse was her temper, that she was disappointed +at his finding no fault with her. Seeing at last that +he was very patient, and that though he prayed fervently +himself he suffered her to do as she liked, she lost the spirit +of opposition for want of something to provoke it. As her +pride began to be subdued, some little disposition to piety +was awakened in her heart. By degrees she slid down on +her knees, though at first it was behind the cradle, or the +clock, or in some corner where she thought they would not +see her. Hester rejoiced even in this outward change in +her mother, and prayed that God would at last be pleased +to touch her heart as he had done that of her father.</p> + +<p>As John now spent no idle money, he had saved up a +trifle by working over-hours; this he kindly offered to Hester +to make up for the loss of her gown. Instead of accepting +it, Hester told him, that as she herself was young and +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_190" id="Page_190">[Pg 190]</a></span> +healthy, she could soon be able to clothe herself out of her +own savings, and begged him to make her mother a present +of this gown, which he did. It had been a maxim of Rebecca, +that it was better not to go to church at all, than go +in an old gown. She had, however, so far conquered this +evil notion, that she had lately gone pretty often. This +kindness of the gown touched her not a little, and the first +Sunday she put it on, Mr. Simpson happened to preach +from this text, <i>God resisteth the proud but giveth grace to +the humble</i>. This sermon so affected Rebecca that she +never once thought she had her new gown on, till she came +to take it off when she went to bed, and that very night instead +of skulking behind, she knelt down by her husband, +and joined in prayer with much fervor.</p> + +<p>There, was one thing sunk deep in Rebecca's mind; she +had observed that since her husband had grown religious +he had been so careful not to give her any offense, that he +was become scrupulously clean; took off his dirty shoes before +he sat down, and was very cautious not to spill a drop +of beer on her shining table. Now it was rather remarkable, +that as John grew more neat, Rebecca grew more indifferent +to neatness. But both these changes arose from the +same cause, the growth of religion in their hearts. John +grew cleanly from the fear of giving pain to his wife, while +Rebecca grew indifferent from having discovered the sin +and folly of an over-anxious care about trifles. When the +heart is once given up to God, such vanities in a good degree +die of themselves.</p> + +<p>Hester continues to grow in grace, and in knowledge. +Last Christmas-day she was appointed under teacher in the +school, and many people think that some years hence, if +any thing should happen to Mrs. Crew, Hester may be promoted +to be head mistress.</p> + + +<hr class="chapbreak" /> +<div><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_191" id="Page_191">[Pg 191]</a></span></div> + +<h2><a name="BETTY_BROWN" id="BETTY_BROWN"></a>BETTY BROWN, +<span class="subheading">THE ST. GILES'S ORANGE GIRL;</span> +<span class="subheading2">WITH SOME ACCOUNT OF MRS. SPONGE, THE MONEY-LENDER.</span> +</h2> +<hr class="decobreak" /> + + +<p>Betty Brown, the orange girl, was born nobody knows +where, and bred nobody knows how. No girl in all the +streets of London could drive a barrow more nimbly, avoid +pushing against passengers more dexterously, or cry her +"fine China oranges" in a shriller voice. But then she +could neither sew, nor spin, nor knit, nor wash, nor iron, nor +read, nor spell. Betty had not been always in so good a situation +as that in which we now describe her. She came into +the world before so many good gentlemen and ladies began +to concern themselves so kindly, that the poor girl might +have a little learning. There was no charitable society +then as there is now, to pick up poor friendless children in +the streets,<a name="FNanchor_10" id="FNanchor_10"></a><a href="#Footnote_10" class="fnanchor">[10]</a> and put them into a good house, and give +them meat, and drink, and lodging, and learning, and +teach them to get their bread in an honest way, into the +bargain. Whereas, this now is often the case in London; +blessed be God, <i>who has ordered the bounds of our habitation</i>, +and cast our lot in such a country!</p> + +<p>The longest thing that Betty can remember is, that she +used to crawl up out of a night cellar, stroll about the +streets, and pick cinders from the scavengers' carts. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_192" id="Page_192">[Pg 192]</a></span> +Among the ashes she sometimes found some ragged +gauze and dirty ribands; with these she used to dizen +herself out, and join the merry bands on the first of May. +This was not, however, quite fair, as she did not lawfully +belong either to the female dancers, who foot it gayly +round the garland, or to the sooty tribe, who, on this happy +holiday, forget their year's toil in Portman square, cheered +by the tender bounty of her whose wit has long enlivened +the most learned, and whose tastes and talents long +adorned the most polished societies. Betty, however, often +got a few scraps, by appearing to belong to both parties. +But as she grew bigger and was not an idle girl, she always +put herself in the way of doing something. She would +run of errands for the footmen, or sweep the door for the +maid of any house where she was known; she would run +and fetch some porter, and never was once known either to +sip a drop by the way, or steal the pot. Her quickness and +fidelity in doing little jobs, got her into favor with a lazy +cook-maid, who was too apt to give away her master's cold +meat and beer, not to those who were most in want, but to +those who waited upon her, and did the little things for her +which she ought to have done herself.</p> + +<p>The cook, who found Betty a dexterous girl, soon employed +her to sell ends of candles, pieces of meat and +cheese, the lumps of butter, or any thing else she could +crib from the house. These were all carried to her friend, +Mrs. Sponge, who kept a little shop, and a kind of eating-house +for poor working people, not far from the Seven Dials. +She also bought as well as sold, many kinds of second-hand +things, and was not scrupulous to know whether what she +bought was honestly come by, provided she could get it +for a sixth part of what it was worth. But if the owner +presumed to ask for its real value, then she had sudden +qualms of conscience, instantly suspected the things were +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_193" id="Page_193">[Pg 193]</a></span> +stolen, and gave herself airs of honesty, which often took +in poor silly people, and gave her a sort of half reputation +among the needy and ignorant, whose friend she hypocritically +pretended to be.</p> + +<p>To this artful woman Betty carried the cook's pilferings; +and as Mrs. Sponge would give no great price for these in +money, the cook was willing to receive payment for her eatables +in Mrs. Sponge's drinkables; for she dealt in all kinds +of spirits. I shall only just remark here, that one receiver, +like Mrs. Sponge, makes many pilferers, who are tempted to +commit these petty thieveries, by knowing how easy it is to +dispose of them at such iniquitous houses.</p> + +<p>Betty was faithful to both her employers, which is extraordinary, +considering the greatness of the temptation and +her utter ignorance of good and evil. One day she ventured +to ask Mrs. Sponge, if she could not assist her to get into a +more settled way of life. She told her that when she rose in +the morning she never knew where she should lie at night, +nor was she ever sure of a meal beforehand. Mrs. Sponge +asked her what she thought herself fit for. Betty, with fear +and trembling, said there was one trade for which she +thought herself qualified, but she had not the ambition to +look so high—it was far above her humble views—that was, +to have a barrow, and sell fruit, as several other of Mrs. +Sponge's customers did, whom she had often looked up to +with envy, little expecting herself ever to attain so independent +a station.</p> + +<p>Mrs. Sponge was an artful woman. Bad as she was, she +was always aiming at something of a character; this was a +great help to her trade. While she watched keenly to +make every thing turn to her own profit, she had a false +fawning way of seeming to do all she did out of pity and +kindness to the distressed; and she seldom committed an +extortion, but she tried to make the persons she cheated +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_194" id="Page_194">[Pg 194]</a></span> +believe themselves highly obliged to her kindness. By thus +pretending to be their friend, she gained their confidence; +and she grew rich herself, while they thought she was only +showing favor to them. Various were the arts she had of +getting rich; and the money she got by grinding the poor, +she spent in the most luxurious living; while she would +haggle with her hungry customers for a farthing, she would +spend pounds on the most costly delicacies for herself.</p> + +<p>Mrs. Sponge, laying aside that haughty look and voice, +well known to such as had the misfortune to be in her debt, +put on the hypocritical smile and soft canting tone, which +she always assumed, when she meant to flatter her superiors, +or take in her dependents. "Betty," said she, "I am resolved +to stand your friend. These are sad times to be sure. +Money is money now. Yet I am resolved to put you in a +handsome way of living. You shall have a barrow, and +well furnished too." Betty could not have felt more joy or +gratitude, if she had been told that she should have a coach. +"O, madam," said Betty, "it is impossible. I have not a +penny in the world toward helping me to set up." "I will +take care of that," said Mrs. Sponge; "only you must do +as I bid you. You must pay me interest for my money; +and you will, of course, be glad also to pay so much every +night for a nice hot supper which I get ready <i>quite out of +kindness</i>, for a number of poor working people. This will +be a great comfort for such a friendless girl as you, for my +victuals and drink are the best, and my company the merriest +of any in all St. Giles's." Betty thought all this only so +many more favors, and curtseying to the ground, said, "To +be sure, ma'am, and thank you a thousand times into the +bargain. I never could hope for such a rise in life."</p> + +<p>Mrs. Sponge knew what she was about. Betty was a +lively girl, who had a knack at learning any thing; and so +well looking through all her dirt and rags, that there was +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_195" id="Page_195">[Pg 195]</a></span> +little doubt she would get custom. A barrow was soon provided, +and five shillings put into Betty's hands. Mrs. +Sponge kindly condescended to go to show her how to buy +the fruit; for it was a rule with this prudent gentlewoman, +and one from which she never departed, that no one should +cheat but herself; and suspecting from her own heart the +fraud of all other dealers, she was seldom guilty of the +weakness of being imposed upon.</p> + +<p>Betty had never possessed such a sum before. She +grudged to lay it out all at once, and was ready to fancy she +could live upon the capital. The crown, however, was laid +out to the best advantage. Betty was carefully taught in +what manner to cry her oranges; and received many useful +lessons how to get off the bad with the good, and the stale +with the fresh. Mrs. Sponge also lent her a few bad sixpences, +for which she ordered her to bring home good ones +at night. Betty stared. Mrs. Sponge said, "Betty, those +who would get money, must not be too nice about trifles. +Keep one of these sixpences in your hand, and if an ignorant +young customer gives you a good sixpence, do you +immediately slip it into your other hand, and give him the +bad one, declaring that it is the very one you have just received, +and be ready to swear that you have not another +sixpence in the world. You must also learn how to treat +different sorts of customers. To some you may put off, +with safety, goods which would be quite unsaleable to others. +Never offer bad fruit, Betty, to those who know better; +never waste the good on those who may be put off with +worse; put good oranges at top to attract the eye, and the +mouldy ones under for sale."</p> + +<p>Poor Betty had not a nice conscience, for she had never +learned that grand, but simple rule of all moral obligation, +<i>Never do that to another which you would not have another +do to you.</i> She set off with her barrow, as proud and as +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_196" id="Page_196">[Pg 196]</a></span> +happy as if she had been set up in the first shop in Covent +Garden. Betty had a sort of natural good temper, which +made her unwilling to impose, but she had no principle +which told her it was sin to do so. She had such good +success, that when night came, she had not an orange left. +With a light heart she drove her empty barrow to Mrs. +Sponge's door. She went in with a merry face, and threw +down on the counter every farthing she had taken. "Betty," +said Mrs. Sponge, "I have a right to it all, as it was +got by my money. But I am too generous to take it. I +will therefore only take a sixpence for this day's use of my +five shillings. This is a most reasonable interest, and I will +lend you the same sum to trade with to-morrow, and so on; +you only paying me sixpence for the use of it every night, +which will be a great bargain to you. You must also pay me +my price every night for your supper, and you shall have an +excellent lodging above stairs; so you see every thing will +now be provided for you in a genteel manner, through my +generosity."<a name="FNanchor_11" id="FNanchor_11"></a><a href="#Footnote_11" class="fnanchor">[11]</a></p> + +<p>Poor Betty's gratitude blinded her so completely, that she +had forgot to calculate the vast proportion which this generous +benefactress was to receive out of her little gains. She +thought herself a happy creature, and went in to supper with +a number of others of her own class. For this supper, and for +more porter and gin than she ought to have drunk, Betty +was forced to pay so high that it ate up all the profits of +the day, which, added to the daily interest, made Mrs. +Sponge a rich return for her five shillings.</p> + +<p>Betty was reminded again of the gentility of her new +situation, as she crept up to bed in one of Mrs. Sponge's +garrets, five stories high. This loft, to be sure, was small and +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_197" id="Page_197">[Pg 197]</a></span> +had no window, but what it wanted in light was made up +in company, as it had three beds and thrice as many lodgers. +Those gentry had one night, in a drunken frolic, +broken down the door, which happily had never been replaced; +for since that time, the lodgers had died much +seldomer of infectious distempers, than when they were close +shut in. For this lodging Betty paid twice as much to her +<i>good friend</i> as she would have done to a stranger. Thus +she continued with great industry and a thriving trade, as +poor as on the first day, and not a bit nearer to saving money +enough to buy her even a pair of shoes, though her +feet were nearly on the ground.</p> + +<p>One day, as Betty was driving her barrow through a +street near Holborn, a lady from a window called out to +her that she wanted some oranges. While the servant went +to fetch a plate, the lady entered into some talk with Betty, +having been struck with her honest countenance and civil +manner. She questioned her as to her way of life, and the +profits of her trade; and Betty, who had never been so +kindly treated before by so genteel a person, was very communicative. +She told her little history as far as she knew +it, and dwelt much on the generosity of Mrs. Sponge, in +keeping her in her house, and trusting her with so large a +capital as five shillings. At first it sounded like a very +good-natured thing; but the lady, whose husband was one +of the justices of the new police, happened to know more +of Mrs. Sponge than was good, which led her to inquire +still further. Betty owned, that to be sure it was not all +clear profit, for that besides that the high price of the supper +and bed ran away with all she got, she paid sixpence +a-day for the use of the five shillings. "And how long +have you done this?" said the lady. "About a year, +madam."</p> + +<p>The lady's eyes were at once opened. "My poor girl," +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_198" id="Page_198">[Pg 198]</a></span> +said she, "do you know that you have already paid for that +single five shillings the enormous sum of £7 10s.? I believe +it is the most profitable five shillings Mrs. Sponge ever +laid out." "O no, madam," said the girl, "that good gentlewoman +does the same kindness to ten or twelve other +poor friendless creatures like me." "Does she so?" said +the lady; "then I never heard of a more lucrative trade +than this woman carries on, under the mask of charity, at +the expense of her poor deluded fellow-creatures."</p> + +<p>"But, madam," said Betty, who did not comprehend +this lady's arithmetic, "what can I do? I now contrive +to pick up a morsel of bread without begging or stealing. +Mrs. Sponge has been very good to me; and I don't see +how I can help myself."</p> + +<p>"I will tell you," said the lady; "if you will follow my +advice, you may not only maintain yourself honestly but +independently. Only oblige yourself to live hard for a little +time, till you have saved five shillings out of your own +earnings. Give up that expensive supper at night, drink +only one pint of porter, and no gin at all. As soon as +you have scraped together the five shillings, carry it back +to your false friend; and if you are industrious, you will, at +the end of the year, have saved £7 10s. If you can make +a shift to live now, when you have this heavy interest to +pay, judge how things will mend when your capital becomes +your own. You will put some clothes on your back; +and, by leaving the use of spirits, and the company in which +you drink them, your health, your morals, and your condition +will mend."</p> + +<p>The lady did not talk thus to save her money. She +would willingly have given the girl the five shillings; but +she thought it was beginning at the wrong end. She wanted +to try her. Beside, she knew there was more pleasure, as +well as honor, in possessing five shillings of one's own saving, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_199" id="Page_199">[Pg 199]</a></span> +than of another's giving. Betty promised to obey. +She owned she had got no good by the company or the +liquor at Mrs. Sponge's. She promised that very night to +begin saving the expense of the supper; and that she +would not taste a drop of gin till she had the five shillings +beforehand. The lady, who knew the power of good habits, +was contented with this, thinking, that if the girl could +abstain for a certain time, it would become easy to her. +She therefore, at present, said little about the <i>sin</i> of drinking, +and only insisted on the <i>expense</i> of it.</p> + +<p>In a very few weeks Betty had saved up the five shillings. +She went to carry back this money with great gratitude to +Mrs. Sponge. This kind friend began to abuse her most +unmercifully. She called her many hard names, not fit to +repeat, for having forsaken the supper, by which she swore +she herself got nothing at all; but as she had the charity +to dress it for such beggarly wretches, she insisted they +should pay for it, whether they eat it or not. She also +brought in a heavy score for lodging, though Betty had +paid for it every night, and had given notice of her intending +to quit her. By all these false pretenses, she got from +her, not only her own five shillings, but all the little capital +with which Betty was going to set up for herself. All +was not sufficient to answer her demands—she declared she +would send her to prison; but while she went to call a constable, +Betty contrived to make off.</p> + +<p>With a light pocket and a heavy heart she went back to +the lady; and with many tears told her sad story. The +lady's husband, the justice, condescended to listen to Betty's +tale. He said Mrs. Sponge had long been upon his books +as a receiver of stolen goods. Betty's evidence strengthened +his bad opinion of her. "This petty system of usury," said +the magistrate, "may be thought trifling; but it will no +longer appear so, when you reflect that if one of these female +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_200" id="Page_200">[Pg 200]</a></span> +sharpers possesses a capital of seventy shillings, or +£3 10s., with fourteen steady regular customers, she can +realize a fixed income of one hundred guineas a year. Add +to this the influence such a loan gives her over these friendless +creatures, by compelling them to eat at her house, or +lodge, or buy liquors, or by taking their pawns, and you +will see the extent of the evil. I pity these poor victims: +you, Betty, shall point out some of them to me. I will endeavor +to open their eyes on their own bad management. +It is not by giving to the importunate shillings and half-crowns, +and turning them adrift to wait for the next accidental +relief, that much good is done. It saves trouble, indeed, +but that trouble being the most valuable part of +charity, ought not to be spared; at least by those who have +leisure as well as affluence. It is one of the greatest acts +of kindness to the poor to mend their economy, and to give +them right views of laying out their little money to advantage. +These poor blinded creatures look no further than +to be able to pay this heavy interest every night, and to obtain +the same loan on the same hard terms the next day. +Thus they are kept in poverty and bondage all their lives; +but I hope as many as hear of this will go on a better plan, +and I shall be ready to help any who are willing to help +themselves." This worthy magistrate went directly to Mrs. +Sponge's with proper officers; and he soon got to the bottom +of many iniquities. He not only made her refund poor +Betty's money, but committed her to prison for receiving +stolen goods, and various other offenses, which may, perhaps, +make the subject of another history.</p> + +<p>Betty was now set up in trade to her heart's content. +She had found the benefit of leaving off spirits, and she resolved +to drink them no more. The first fruits of this resolution +was, that in a fortnight she bought her a pair of new +shoes; and as there was now no deduction for interest, or +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_201" id="Page_201">[Pg 201]</a></span> +for gin, her earnings became considerable. The lady made +her a present of a gown and a hat, on the easy condition +that she should go to church. She accepted the terms, at +first rather as an act of obedience to the lady than from a +sense of higher duty. But she soon began to go from a +better motive. This constant attendance at church, joined +to the instructions of the lady, opened a new world to Betty. +She now heard, for the first time, that she was a sinner; +that God had given a law which was holy, just, and good; +that she had broken this law, had been a swearer, a Sabbath-breaker, +and had lived <i>without God in the world</i>. All +this was sad news to Betty; she knew, indeed, before, that +there were sinners, but she thought they were only to be +found in the prisons, or at Botany Bay, or in those mournful +carts which she had sometimes followed with her barrow, +with the unthinking crowd, to Tyburn. She was deeply +struck with the great truths revealed in the Scripture, +which were quite new to her; her heart smote her, and +she became anxious to <i>flee from the wrath to come</i>. She +was desirous of improvement, and said, "she would give up +all the profits of her barrow, and go into the hardest service, +rather than live in sin and ignorance."</p> + +<p>"Betty," said the lady, "I am glad to see you so well +disposed, and will do what I can for you. Your present +way of life, to be sure, exposes you to much danger; but +the trade is not unlawful in itself, and we may please God +in any calling, provided it be not a dishonest one. In this +great town there must be barrow-women to sell fruit. Do +you, then, instead of forsaking your business, set a good +example to those in it, and show them, that though a dangerous +trade, it need not be a wicked one. Till Providence +points out some safer way of getting your bread, let your +companions see that it is possible to be good even in this. +Your trade being carried on in the open street, and your +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_202" id="Page_202">[Pg 202]</a></span> +fruit bought in an open shop, you are not so much obliged +to keep sinful company as may be thought. Take a garret +in an honest house, to which you may go home in safety +at night. I will give you a bed, and a few necessaries to +furnish your room; and I will also give you a constant +Sunday's dinner. A barrow-woman, blessed be God and +our good laws, is as much her own mistress on Sundays +as a duchess; and the church and the Bible are as much +open to her. You may soon learn as much of religion as +you are expected to know. A barrow-woman may pray as +heartily morning and night, and serve God as acceptably +all day, while she is carrying on her little trade, as if she +had her whole time to spare.</p> + +<p>"To do this well, you must mind the following</p> + +<div class="blockquot rules"> +RULES FOR RETAIL DEALERS. +<ul> +<li>"Resist every temptation to cheat.</li> +<li>"Never impose bad goods on false pretenses.</li> +<li>"Never put off bad money for good.</li> +<li>"Never use profane or uncivil language.</li> +</ul> +</div> + +<p>"Never swear your goods cost so much, when you know +it is false. By so doing you are guilty of two sins in one +breath, a lie and an oath.</p> + +<p>"To break these rules will be your chief temptation. +God will mark how you behave under them, and will reward +or punish you accordingly. These temptations will +be as great to you, as higher trials are to higher people; +but you have the same God to look to for strength to resist +them as they have. You must pray to him to give you +this strength. You shall attend a Sunday School, where +you will be taught these good things; and I will promote +you as you shall be found to deserve."</p> + +<p>Poor Betty here burst into tears of joy and gratitude, +crying out, "What! shall such a poor friendless creature +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_203" id="Page_203">[Pg 203]</a></span> +as I be treated so kindly, and learn to read the word of +God too? Oh, madam, what a lucky chance brought me +to your door." "Betty," said the lady, "what you have +just said shows the need you have of being better taught; +there is no such thing as chance; and we offend God when +we call that luck or chance which is brought about by his +will or pleasure. None of the events of your life have happened +by chance; but all have been under the direction of +a good and kind Providence. He has permitted you to +experience want and distress, that you might acknowledge +his hand in your present comfort and prosperity. Above +all, you must bless his goodness in sending you to me, not +only because I have been of use to you in your worldly affairs, +but because he has enabled me to show you the danger +of your state from sin and ignorance, and to put you in +a way to know his will and to keep his commandments, +which is eternal life."</p> + +<p>How Betty, by industry and piety, rose in the world, till +at length she came to keep that handsome sausage shop +near the Seven Dials, and was married to that very hackney-coachman, +whose history and honest character may be +learned from that ballad of the Cheap Repository which +bears his name, may be shown hereafter.</p> + + +<hr class="chapbreak" /> +<div><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_204" id="Page_204">[Pg 204]</a></span></div> + +<h2><a name="BLACK_GILES_THE_POACHER" id="BLACK_GILES_THE_POACHER"></a>BLACK GILES THE POACHER. +<span class="subheading2"><br />CONTAINING SOME ACCOUNT OF A FAMILY WHO HAD RATHER LIVE BY +THEIR WITS THAN THEIR WORK.</span> +</h2> + +<hr class="decobreak" /> +<h3>PART I.</h3> + + +<p>Poaching Giles lives on the borders of those great +moors in Somersetshire. Giles, to be sure, has been a sad fellow +in his time; and it is none of his fault if his whole family +do not end their career, either at the gallows or Botany +Bay. He lives at that mud cottage with the broken windows, +stuffed with dirty rags, just beyond the gate which +divides the upper from the lower moor. You may know +the house at a good distance by the ragged tiles on the +roof, and the loose stones which are ready to drop out from +the chimney; though a short ladder, a hod of mortar, and +half an hour's leisure time, would have prevented all this, +and made the little dwelling tight enough. But as Giles +had never learned any thing that was good, so he did not +know the value of such useful sayings, as, that "a tile in +time saves nine."</p> + +<p>Besides this, Giles fell into that common mistake, that a +beggarly looking cottage, and filthy ragged children, raised +most compassion, and of course drew most charity. But as +cunning as he was in other things, he was out in his reckoning +here; for it is neatness, housewifery, and a decent +appearance, which draw the kindness of the rich and charitable +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_205" id="Page_205">[Pg 205]</a></span> +while they turn away disgusted from filth and laziness; +not out of pride, but because they see that it is next +to impossible to mend the condition of those who degrade +themselves by dirt and sloth; and few people care to help +those who will not help themselves.</p> + +<p>The common on which Giles's hovel stands, is quite a +deep marsh in a wet winter: but in summer it looks green +and pretty enough. To be sure it would be rather convenient +when one passes that way in a carriage, if one of +the children would run out and open the gate; but instead +of any one of them running out as soon as they heard the +wheels, which would be quite time enough, what does Giles +do, but set all his ragged brats, with dirty faces, matted +locks, and naked feet and legs, to lie all day upon a sand +bank hard by the gate, waiting for the slender chance of +what may be picked up from travelers. At the sound of a +carriage, a whole covey of these little scare-crows start up, +rush to the gate, and all at once thrust out their hats and +aprons; and for fear this, together with the noise of their +clamorous begging, should not sufficiently frighten the +horses, they are very apt to let the gate slap full against +you, before you are half way through, in their eager scuffle +to snatch from each other the halfpence which you have +thrown out to them. I know two ladies who were one day +very near being killed by these abominable tricks.</p> + +<p>Thus five or six little idle creatures, who might be earning +a trifle by knitting at home, who might be useful to the +public by working in the field, and who might assist their +families by learning to get their bread twenty honest ways, +are suffered to lie about all day, in the hope of a few chance +halfpence, which, after all, they are by no means sure of +getting. Indeed, when the neighboring gentlemen found +out that opening the gate was a family trade, they soon left +off giving any thing. And I myself, though I used to take +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_206" id="Page_206">[Pg 206]</a></span> +out a penny ready to give, had there been only one to receive +it, when I see a whole family established in so beggarly +a trade, quietly put it back again in my pocket, and +give nothing at all. And so few travelers pass that way, +that sometimes after the whole family have lost a day, their +gains do not amount to two-pence.</p> + +<p>As Giles had a far greater taste for living by his wits than +his work, he was at one time in hopes that his children +might have got a pretty penny by <i>tumbling</i> for the diversion +of travelers, and he set about training them in that indecent +practice; but unluckily the moors being level, the +carriage traveled faster than the children tumbled. He +envied those parents who lived on the London road, over +the Wiltshire downs, which downs being very hilly, it enables +the tumbler to keep pace with the traveler, till he +sometimes extorts from the light and unthinking, a reward +instead of a reproof. I beg leave, however, to put all gentlemen +and ladies in mind, that such tricks are a kind of apprenticeship +to the trades of begging and thieving; and +that nothing is more injurious to good morals than to encourage +the poor in any habits which may lead them to +live upon chance.</p> + +<p>Giles, to be sure, as his children grew older, began to +train them to such other employments as the idle habits +they had learned at the gate very properly qualified them +for. The right of common, which some of the poor cottagers +have in that part of the country, and which is doubtless +a considerable advantage to many, was converted by +Giles into the means of corrupting his whole family; for +his children, as soon as they grew too big for the trade of +begging at the gate, were promoted to the dignity of thieves +on the moor. Here he kept two or three asses, miserable +beings, which if they had the good fortune to escape an +untimely death by starving, did not fail to meet with it by +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_207" id="Page_207">[Pg 207]</a></span> +beating. Some of the biggest boys were sent out with these +lean and galled animals to carry sand or coals about the +neighboring towns. Both sand and coals were often stolen +before they got them to sell; or if not, they always took +care to cheat in selling them. By long practice in this art, +they grew so dexterous, that they could give a pretty good +guess how large a coal they could crib out of every bag before +the buyer would be likely to miss it.</p> + +<p>All their odd time was taken up under the pretense of +watching their asses on the moor, or running after five or +six half-starved geese: but the truth is these boys were only +watching for an opportunity to steal an old goose of their +neighbor's, while they pretended to look after their own. +They used also to pluck the quills or the down from these +live creatures, or half milk a cow before the farmer's maid +came with her pail. They all knew how to calculate to a +minute what time to be down in a morning to let out their +lank hungry beasts, which they had turned over night into +the farmer's field to steal a little good pasture. They contrived +to get there just time enough to escape being caught +replacing the stakes they had pulled out for the cattle to get +over. For Giles was a prudent long-headed fellow; and +whenever he stole food for his colts, took care never to steal +stakes from the hedges at the same place. He had sense +enough to know that the gain did not make up for the +danger; he knew that a loose fagot, pulled from a neighbor's +pile of wood after the family were gone to bed, answered +the end better, and was not half the trouble.</p> + +<p>Among the many trades which Giles professed, he sometimes +practiced that of a rat-catcher; but he was addicted +to so many tricks, that he never followed the same trade +long; for detection will, sooner or later, follow the best concerted +villany. Whenever he was sent for to a farm house, +his custom was to kill a few of the old rats, always taking +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_208" id="Page_208">[Pg 208]</a></span> +care to leave a little stock of young ones alive, sufficient to +keep up the breed; "for," said he, "if I were to be such a +fool as to clear a house or a barn at once, how would my +trade be carried on?" And where any barn was overstocked, +he used to borrow a few rats from thence, just to +people a neighboring granary which had none; and he +might have gone on till now, had he not unluckily been +caught one evening emptying his cage of rats under parson +Wilson's barn door.</p> + +<p>This worthy minister, Mr. Wilson, used to pity the +neglected children of Giles, as much as he blamed the +wicked parents. He one day picked up Dick, who was far +the best of Giles's bad boys. Dick was loitering about in a +field behind the parson's garden in search of a hen's nest, +his mother having ordered him to bring home a few eggs +that night, by hook or by crook, as Giles was resolved to +have some pan-cakes for supper, though he knew that eggs +were a penny a-piece. Mr. Wilson had long been desirous +of snatching some of this vagrant family from ruin; and his +chief hopes were bent on Dick, as the least hackneyed in +knavery. He had once given him a new pair of shoes, on +his promising to go to school next Sunday; but no sooner +had Rachel, the boy's mother, got the shoes into her +clutches, than she pawned them for a bottle of gin; and +ordered the boy to keep out of the parson's sight, and to be +sure to play his marbles on Sunday for the future, at the +other end of the parish, and not near the churchyard. Mr. +Wilson, however, picked up the boy once more, for it was +not his way to despair of any body. Dick was just going +to take to his heels, as usual, for fear the old story of the +shoes should be brought forward; but finding he could not +get off, what does he do but run into a little puddle of +muddy water which lay between him and the parson, that +the sight of his naked feet might not bring on the dreaded +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_209" id="Page_209">[Pg 209]</a></span> +subject. Now it happened that Mr. Wilson was planting +a little field of beans, so he thought this a good opportunity +to employ Dick, and he told him he had got some pretty +easy work for him. Dick did as he was bid; he willingly +went to work, and readily began to plant his beans with +dispatch and regularity according to the directions given +him.</p> + +<p>While the boy was busily at work by himself, Giles happened +to come by, having been skulking round the back +way to look over the parson's garden wall, to see if there +was any thing worth climbing over for on the ensuing night. +He spied Dick, and began to scold him for working for the +stingy old parson, for Giles had a natural antipathy to whatever +belonged to the church. "What has he promised thee +a day?" said he; "little enough, I dare say." "He is not +to pay me by the day," said Dick, "but says he will give +me so much when I have planted this peck, and so much +for the next." "Oh, oh! that alters the case," said Giles. +"One may, indeed, get a trifle by this sort of work. I hate +your regular day-jobs, where one can't well avoid doing +one's work for one's money. Come, give me a handful of +beans, I will teach thee how to plant when thou art paid +for planting by the peck. All we have to do in that case +is to dispatch the work as fast as we can, and get rid of the +beans with all speed; and as to the seed coming up or not, +that is no business of ours; we are paid for planting, not +for growing. At the rate thou goest on thou wouldst not +get six-pence to night. Come along, bury away." So saying +he took his hatful of the seed, and where Dick had been +ordered to set one bean, Giles buried a dozen; of course +the beans were soon out. But though the peck was emptied, +the ground was unplanted. But cunning Giles knew this +could not be found out till the time when the beans might +be expected to come up, "and then, Dick," says he "the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_210" id="Page_210">[Pg 210]</a></span> +snails and the mice may go shares in the blame, or we can +lay the fault on the rooks or the black-birds." So saying, +he sent the boy into the parsonage to receive his pay, taking +care to secure about a quarter of the peck of beans for his +own colt. He put both bag and beans into his own pocket +to carry home, bidding Dick tell Mr. Wilson that he had +planted the beans and lost the bag.</p> + +<p>In the meantime Giles's other boys were busy in emptying +the ponds and trout-streams in the neighboring manor. +They would steal away the carp and tench when they were +no bigger than gudgeons. By this untimely depredation +they plundered the owner of his property, without enriching +themselves. But the pleasure of mischief was reward +enough. These, and a hundred other little thieveries, they +committed with such dexterity, that old Tim Crib, whose +son was transported last assizes for sheep stealing, used to +be often reproaching his boys that Giles's sons were worth +a hundred of such blockheads as he had; for scarce a +night passed but Giles had some little comfortable thing for +supper which his boys had pilfered in the day, while his +undutiful dogs never stole any thing worth having. Giles, +in the meantime, was busy in his way, but as busy as he +was in laying his nets, starting coveys, and training dogs, +he always took care that his depredations should not be +confined merely to game.</p> + +<p>Giles's boys had never seen the inside of a church since +they were christened, and the father thought he knew his +own interest better than to force them to it; for church-time +was the season of their harvest. Then the hen's nests +were searched, a stray duck was clapped under the smock-frock, +the tools which might have been left by chance in a +farm-yard were picked up, and all the neighboring pigeon-houses +were thinned, so that Giles used to boast to tawny +Rachel, his wife, that Sunday was to them the most profitable +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_211" id="Page_211">[Pg 211]</a></span> +day in the week. With her it was certainly the most +laborious day, as she always did her washing and ironing +on the Sunday morning, it being, as she said, the only leisure +day she had, for on the other days she went about the +country telling fortunes, and selling dream-books and +wicked songs. Neither her husband's nor her children's +clothes were ever mended, and if Sunday, her idle day, had +not come about once in every week, it is likely they would +never have been washed neither. You might however see +her as you were going to church smoothing her own rags +on her best red cloak, which she always used for her ironing-cloth +on Sundays, for her cloak when she traveled, and +for her blanket at night; such a wretched manager was +Rachel! Among her other articles of trade, one was to +make and sell peppermint, and other distilled waters. +These she had the cheap art of making without trouble +and without expense, for she made them without herbs and +without a still. Her way was, to fill so many quart bottles +with plain water, putting a spoonful of mint water in the +mouth of each; these she corked down with rosin, carrying +to each customer a phial of real distilled water to taste by +way of sample. This was so good that her bottles were +commonly bought up without being opened; but if any +suspicion arose, and she was forced to uncork a bottle, by +the few drops of distilled water lying at top she even then +escaped detection, and took care to get out of reach before +the bottle was opened a second time. She was too prudent +ever to go twice to the same house.</p> + + +<h4>THE UPRIGHT MAGISTRATE.</h4> + +<p>There is hardly any petty mischief that is not connected +with the life of a poacher. Mr. Wilson was aware of this; +he was not only a pious clergyman, but an upright justice. +He used to say, that people who were really conscientious, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_212" id="Page_212">[Pg 212]</a></span> +must be so in small things as well as in great ones, or they +would destroy the effect of their own precept, and their example +would not be of general use. For this reason he +never would accept of a hare or a partridge from any unqualified +person in the parish: he did not content himself +with shuffling the thing off by asking questions, and pretending +to take it for granted in a general way that the +game was fairly come at; but he used to say, that by receiving +the booty he connived at a crime, made himself a +sharer in it; and if he gave a present to the man who +brought it, he even tempted him to repeat the fault.</p> + +<p>One day poor Jack Weston, an honest fellow in the +neighborhood, whom Mr. Wilson had kindly visited and relieved +in a long sickness, from which he was but just recovered, +was brought before him as he was sitting on the +justice's bench; Jack was accused of having knocked down +a hare; and of all the birds in the air, who should the informer +be but black Giles the poacher? Mr. Wilson was +grieved at the charge; he had a great regard for Jack, but +he had still a greater regard for the law. The poor fellow +pleaded guilty. He did not deny the fact, but said he did +not consider it as a crime, for he did not think game was +private property, and he owned he had a strong temptation +for doing what he had done, which he hoped would plead +his excuse. The justice desired to know what this temptation +was. "Sir," said the poor fellow, "you know I was +given over this spring in a bad fever. I had no friend in +the world but you, sir. Under God you saved my life by +your charitable relief; and I trust also you may have helped +to save my soul by your prayers and your good advice; +for, by the grace of God, I have turned over a new leaf +since that sickness.</p> + +<p>"I know I can never make you amends for all your goodness, +but I thought it would be some comfort to my full +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_213" id="Page_213">[Pg 213]</a></span> +heart if I could but once give you some little token of my +gratitude. So I had trained a pair of nice turtle doves for +Madam Wilson, but they were stolen from me, sir, and I do +suspect black Giles stole them. Yesterday morning, sir, as +I was crawling out to my work, for I am still but very weak, +a fine hare ran across my path. I did not stay to consider +whether it was wrong to kill a hare, but I felt it was right +to show my gratitude; so, sir, without a moment's thought +I did knock down the hare, which I was going to carry to +your worship, because I knew madam was fond of hare. I +am truly sorry for my fault, and will submit to whatever +punishment your worship may please to inflict."</p> + +<p>Mr. Wilson was much moved with this honest confession, +and touched with the poor fellow's gratitude. What added +to the effect of the story, was the weak condition, and pale +sickly looks of the offender. But this worthy magistrate +never suffered his feelings to bias his integrity; he knew +that he did not sit on that bench to indulge pity, but to administer +justice; and while he was sorry for the offender, +he would never justify the offense. "John," said he, "I +am surprised that you could for a moment forget that I +never accept any gift which causes the giver to break a law. +On Sunday I teach you from the pulpit the laws of God, +whose minister I am. At present I fill the chair of a magistrate, +to enforce and execute the laws of the land. Between +those and the other there is more connection than you are +aware. I thank you, John, for your affection to me, and I +admire your gratitude; but I must not allow either affection +or gratitude to be brought as a plea for a wrong action. +It is not your business nor mine, John, to settle +whether the game laws are good or bad. Till they are repealed +we must obey them. Many, I doubt not, break +these laws through ignorance, and many, I am certain, who +would not dare to steal a goose or a turkey, make no +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_214" id="Page_214">[Pg 214]</a></span> +scruple of knocking down a hare or a partridge. You will +hereafter think yourself happy that this your first attempt +has proved unsuccessful, as I trust you are too honest a fellow +ever to intend to turn poacher. With poaching much +moral evil is connected; a habit of nightly depredation; a +custom of prowling in the dark for prey produces in time +a disrelish for honest labor. He whose first offense was +committed without much thought or evil intention, if he +happens to succeed a few times in carrying off his booty +undiscovered, grows bolder and bolder: and when he fancies +there is no shame attending it, he very soon gets to persuade +himself that there is also no sin. While some people pretend +a scruple about stealing a sheep, they partly live by +plundering of warrens. But remember that the warrener +pays a high rent, and that therefore his rabbits are as much +his property as his sheep. Do not then deceive yourselves +with these false distinctions. All property is sacred, and as +the laws of the land are intended to fence in that property, +he who brings up his children to break down any of these +fences, brings them up to certain sin and ruin. He who begins +with robbing orchards, rabbit-warrens, and fish-ponds, +will probably end with horse-stealing or highway robbery. +Poaching is a regular apprenticeship to bolder crimes. He +whom I may commit as a boy to sit in the stocks for killing +a partridge, may be likely to end at the galleys for killing +a man.</p> + +<p>"Observe, you who now hear me, the strictness and impartiality +of justice. I know Giles to be a worthless fellow, +yet it is my duty to take his information; I know Jack +Weston to be an honest youth, yet I must be obliged to +make him pay the penalty. Giles is a bad man, but he can +prove this fact; Jack is a worthy lad, but he has committed +this fault. I am sorry for you, Jack; but do not let it +grieve you that Giles has played worse tricks a hundred +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_215" id="Page_215">[Pg 215]</a></span> +times, and yet got off, while you were detected in the very +first offense, for that would be grieving because you are not +as great a rogue as Giles. At this moment you think your +good luck is very unequal; but all this will one day turn +out in your favor. Giles it not the more a favorite of +heaven because he has hitherto escaped Botany Bay, or +the hulks; nor is it any mark of God's displeasure against +you, John, that you were found out in your very first attempt."</p> + +<p>Here the good justice left off speaking, and no one could +contradict the truth of what he had said. Weston humbly +submitted to his sentence, but he was very poor, and knew +not where to raise the money to pay his fine. His character +had always been so fair, that several farmers present +kindly agreed to advance a trifle each to prevent his being +sent to prison, and he thankfully promised to work out the +debt. The justice himself, though he could not soften the +law, yet showed Weston so much kindness that he was enabled +before the year was out, to get out of this difficulty. +He began to think more seriously than he had ever yet +done, and grew to abhor poaching, not merely from fear, +but from principle.</p> + +<p>We shall soon see whether poaching Giles always got off +so successfully. Here we have seen that worldly prosperity +is no sure sign of goodness. Next month we may, perhaps, +see that the "triumph of the wicked is short;" for I then +promise to give the second part of the Poacher, together +with the entertaining story of the Widow Brown's Apple-tree. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_216" id="Page_216">[Pg 216]</a></span></p> + + +<hr class="secbreak" /> +<h3>PART II. +<span class="subheading2"><br />HISTORY OF WIDOW BROWN'S APPLE-TREE.</span> +</h3> + +<p>I think my readers got so well acquainted last month +with black Giles the poacher, that they will not expect this +month to hear any great good, either of Giles himself, his +wife Rachel, or any of their family. I am sorry to expose +their tricks, but it is their fault, not mine. If I pretend to +speak about people at all, I must tell the truth. I am sure, +if folks would but turn about and mend, it would be a +thousand times pleasanter to me to write their histories; +for it is no comfort to tell of any body's faults. If the +world would but grow good, I should be glad enough to +publish it: but till it really becomes so, I must go on describing +it as it is; otherwise, I should only mislead my +readers, instead of instructing them. It is the duty of a +faithful historian to relate the evil with the good.</p> + +<p>As to Giles and his boys, I am sure old Widow Brown +has good reason to remember their dexterity. Poor +woman! she had a fine little bed of onions in her neat +and well-kept garden; she was very fond of her onions, +and many a rheumatism has she caught by kneeling down +to weed them in a damp day, notwithstanding the little flannel +cloak and the bit of an old mat which Madam Wilson +gave her, because the old woman would needs weed in wet +weather. Her onions she always carefully treasured up for +her winter's store; for an onion makes a little broth very +relishing, and is indeed the only savory thing poor people +are used to get. She had also a small orchard, containing +about a dozen apple-trees, with which in a good year she +had been known to make a couple of barrels of cider, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_217" id="Page_217">[Pg 217]</a></span> +which she sold to her landlord toward paying her rent, besides +having a little keg which she was able to keep back +for her own drinking. Well! would you believe it, Giles +and his boys marked both onions and apples for their own; +indeed, a man who stole so many rabbits from the warrener, +was likely enough to steal onions for sauce. One day, +when the widow was abroad on a little business, Giles and +his boys made a clear riddance of the onion bed; and +when they had pulled up every single onion, they then +turned a couple of pigs into the garden, who, allured by +the smell, tore up the bed in such a manner, that the +widow, when she came home, had not the least doubt but +the pigs had been the thieves. To confirm this opinion, +they took care to leave the latch half open at one end +of the garden, and to break down a slight fence at the other +end.</p> + +<p>I wonder how any body can find in his heart not to pity +and respect poor old widows. There is something so forlorn +and helpless in their condition, that methinks it is a +call on every body, men, women, and children, to do them +all the kind services that fall in their way. Surely their +having no one to take their part, is an additional reason for +kind-hearted people not to hurt and oppress them. But it +was this very reason which led Giles to do this woman an +injury. With what a touching simplicity is it recorded in +Scripture, of the youth whom our blessed Saviour raised +from the dead, that he was the only son of his mother, <i>and +she was a widow</i>!</p> + +<p>It happened unluckily for poor Widow Brown that her +cottage stood quite alone. On several mornings together +(for roguery gets up much earlier than industry) Giles and +his boys stole regularly into her orchard, followed by their +jack-asses. She was so deaf that she could not hear the +asses if they had brayed ever so loud, and to this Giles +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_218" id="Page_218">[Pg 218]</a></span> +trusted; for he was very cautious in his rogueries, since he +could not otherwise have contrived so long to keep out of +prison; for, though he was almost always suspected, he had +seldom been taken up, and never convicted. The boys +used to fill their bags, load their asses, and then march off; +and if, in their way to the town where the apples were to +be sold, they chanced to pass by one of their neighbors who +might be likely to suspect them, they then all at once began +to scream out, "Buy my coal! Buy my sand!"</p> + +<p>Besides the trees in her orchard, poor Widow Brown had +in her small garden one apple-tree particularly fine; it was +a red streak, so tempting and so lovely, that Giles's family +had watched it with longing eyes, till at last they resolved +on a plan for carrying off all this fine fruit in their bags. +But it was a nice point to manage. The tree stood directly +under her chamber window, so that there was some danger +that she might spy them at the work. They, therefore, determined +to wait till the next Sunday morning when they +knew she would not fail to be at church. Sunday came, +and during service Giles attended. It was a lone house, as +I said before, and the rest of the parish were safe at church. +In a trice the tree was cleared, the bags were filled, the +asses were whipped, the thieves were off, the coast was +clear, and all was safe and quiet by the time the sermon +was over.</p> + +<p>Unluckily, however, it happened that this tree was so +beautiful, and the fruit so fine, that the people, as they used +to pass to and from the church, were very apt to stop and +admire Widow Brown's red-streaks; and some of the +farmers rather envied her that in that scarce season, when +they hardly expected to make a pie out of a large orchard, +she was likely to make a cask of cider from a single tree. +I am afraid, indeed, if I must speak out, she herself rather +set her heart too much upon this fruit, and had felt as much +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_219" id="Page_219">[Pg 219]</a></span> +pride in her tree as gratitude to a good Providence for it; +but this failing of hers was no excuse for Giles. The covetousness +of this thief had for once got the better of his +caution; the tree was too completely stripped, though the +youngest boy, Dick, did beg hard that his father would +leave the poor old woman enough for a few dumplings; and +when Giles ordered Dick, in his turn, to shake the tree, the +boy did it so gently that hardly any apples fell, for which +he got a good stroke of the stick with which the old man +was beating down the apples.</p> + +<p>The neighbors, on their return from church, stopped as +usual, but it was not, alas! to admire the apples, for apples +there were none left, but to lament the robbery, and console +the widow. Mean time the red-streaks were safely lodged +in Giles's hovel under a few bundles of new hay which he +had contrived to pull from a farmer's mow the night before +for the use of his jack-asses. Such a stir, however, +began to be made about the widow's apple-tree, that Giles, +who knew how much his character had laid him open to +suspicion, as soon as he saw the people safe in church again +in the afternoon, ordered his boys to carry each a hatful of +the apples and thrust them in a little casement window +which happened to be open in the house of Samuel Price, +a very honest carpenter in that parish, who was at church +with his whole family. Giles's plan, by this contrivance, +was to lay the theft on Price's sons in case the thing should +come to be further inquired into. Here Dick put in a word, +and begged and prayed his father not to force them to +carry the apples to Price's. But all he got by his begging +was such a knock as had nearly laid him on the earth. +"What, you cowardly rascal," said Giles, "you will go and +<i>'peach</i>, I suppose, and get your father sent to jail."</p> + +<p>Poor Widow Brown, though her trouble had made her +still weaker than she was, went to church again in the afternoon; +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_220" id="Page_220">[Pg 220]</a></span> +indeed she rightly thought that her being in +trouble was a new reason why she ought to go. During +the service she tried with all her might not to think of her +red-streaks, and whenever they would come into her head, +she took up her prayer-book directly, and so she forgot +them a little; and, indeed, she found herself much easier +when she came out of the church than when she went in; +an effect so commonly produced by prayer, that methinks +it is a pity people do not try it oftener. Now it happened, +oddly enough, that on that Sunday, of all the Sundays in the +year, the widow should call in to rest a little at Samuel +Price's, to tell over again the lamentable story of the apples, +and to consult with him how the thief might be brought to +justice. But oh, reader! guess, if you can, for I am sure +I can not tell you, what was her surprise, when, on going +into Samuel Price's kitchen, she saw her own red-streaks +lying on the window! The apples were of a sort too remarkable, +for color, shape, and size, to be mistaken. There +was not such another tree in the parish. Widow Brown +immediately screamed out, "Alas-a-day! as sure as can be, +here are my red-streaks; I could swear to them in any +court." Samuel Price, who believed his sons to be as honest +as himself, was shocked and troubled at the sight. He +knew he had no red-streaks of his own, he knew there were +no apples in the window when he went to church; he did +verily believe these apples to be the widow's. But how +came they there he could not possibly guess. He called for +Tom, the only one of his sons who now lived at home. Tom +was at the Sunday School, which he had never once missed +since Mr. Wilson, the minister, had set up one in the parish. +Was such a boy likely to do such a deed<a class="corr" name="TC_10" id="TC_10" title="!">?</a></p> + +<p>A crowd was by this time got about Price's door, among +which were Giles and his boys, who had already taken care +to spread the news that Tom Price was the thief. Most +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_221" id="Page_221">[Pg 221]</a></span> +people were unwilling to believe it. His character was +very good, but appearances were strongly against him. +Mr. Wilson, who had staid to christen a child, now came +in. He was much concerned that Tom Price, the best boy +in his school, should stand accused of such a crime. He +sent for the boy, examined, and cross-examined him. No +marks of guilt appeared. But still, though he pleaded <i>not +guilty</i>, there lay the red-streaks in his father's window. All +the idle fellows in the place, who were most likely to have +committed such a theft themselves, were the very people +who fell with vengeance on poor Tom. The wicked seldom +give any quarter. "This is one of your sanctified ones!" +cried they. "This was all the good that Sunday School +did!" For their parts they never saw any good come by +religion. Sunday was the only day for a little pastime, and +if poor boys must be shut up with their godly books, when +they ought to be out taking a little pleasure, it was no wonder +they made themselves amends by such tricks. Another +said he would like to see Parson Wilson's righteous one +well whipped. A third hoped he would be clapped in the +stocks for a young hypocrite as he was; while old Giles, +who thought the only way to avoid suspicion was by being +more violent than the rest, declared, "that he hoped the +young dog would be transported for life."</p> + +<p>Mr. Wilson was too wise and too just to proceed against +Tom without full proof. He declared the crime was a very +heavy one, and he feared that heavy must be the punishment. +Tom, who knew his own innocence, earnestly +prayed to God that it might be made to appear as clear as +the noon-day; and very fervent were his secret devotions +on that night.</p> + +<p>Black Giles passed his night in a very different manner. +He set off, as soon as it was dark, with his sons and their +jack-asses, laden with their stolen goods. As such a cry +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_222" id="Page_222">[Pg 222]</a></span> +was raised about the apples, he did not think it safe to keep +them longer at home, but resolved to go and sell them at +the next town, borrowing, without leave, a lame colt out of +the moor to assist in carrying off his booty.</p> + +<p>Giles and his eldest sons had rare sport all the way in, +thinking that, while they were enjoying the profit of their +plunder, Tom Price would be whipped round the marketplace +at least, if not sent beyond sea. But the younger +boy, Dick, who had naturally a tender heart, though hardened +by his long familiarity with sin, could not help crying +when he thought that Tom Price might, perhaps, be transported +for a crime which he himself had helped to commit. +He had had no compunction about the robbery, for +he had not been instructed in the great principles of truth +and justice; nor would he therefore, perhaps, have had +much remorse about accusing an innocent boy. But +though utterly devoid of principle, he had some remains of +natural feeling and of gratitude. Tom Price had often +given him a bit of his own bread and cheese; and once, +when Dick was like to be drowned, Tom had jumped into +the pond with his clothes on, and saved his life when he +was just sinking; the remembrance of all this made his +heart heavy. He said nothing; but as he trotted barefoot +after the asses, he heard his father and brothers laugh at +having outwitted the godly ones; and he grieved to think +how poor Tom would suffer for his wickedness, yet fear kept +him silent; they called him a sulky dog, and lashed the +asses till they bled.</p> + +<p>In the mean time Tom Price kept up his spirits as well +as he could. He worked hard all day, and prayed heartily +night and morning. "It is true," said he to himself, "I am +not guilty of this sin; but let this accusation set me on examining +myself, and truly repenting of all my other sins; +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_223" id="Page_223">[Pg 223]</a></span> +for I find enough to repent of, though, I thank God, I did +not steal the widow's apples."</p> + +<p>At length Sunday came, and Tom went to school as +usual. As soon as he walked in there was a great deal of +whispering and laughing among the worst of the boys; and +he overheard them say, "Who would have thought it! +This is master's favorite! This is Parson Wilson's sober +Tommy! We sha'n't have Tommy thrown in our teeth +again if we go to get a bird's nest, or gather a few nuts on +a Sunday." "Your demure ones are always hypocrites," +says another. "The still sow sucks all the milk," says a +third.</p> + +<p>Giles's family had always kept clear of the school. Dick, +indeed, had sometimes wished to go; not that he had much +sense of sin, or desire after goodness, but he thought if he +could once read, he might rise in the world, and not be +forced to drive asses all his life. Through this whole Saturday +night he could not sleep. He longed to know what +would be done to Tom. He began to wish to go to school, +but he had not courage—sin is very cowardly. So on the +Sunday morning he went and sat himself down under the +church wall. Mr. Wilson passed by. It was not his way +to reject the most wicked, till he had tried every means to +bring them over, and even then he pitied and prayed for +them. He had, indeed, long left off talking to Giles's sons; +but seeing Dick sitting by himself, he once more spoke to +him, desired him to leave off his vagabond life, and go with +him into the school. The boy hung down his head, but +made no answer. He did not, however, either rise up and run +away, or look sulky, as he used to do. The minister desired +him once more to go. "Sir," said the boy, "I can't +go; I am so big I am ashamed." "The bigger you are +the less time you have to lose." "But, sir, I can't read." +"Then it is high time you should learn." "I should be +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_224" id="Page_224">[Pg 224]</a></span> +ashamed to begin to learn my letters." "The shame is not +in beginning to learn them, but in being content never to +know them." "But, sir, I am so ragged!" "God looks at +the heart, and not at the coat." "But, sir, I have no shoes +and stockings." "So much the worse. I remember who +gave you both. (Here Dick colored.) It is bad to want +shoes and stockings, but still if you can drive your asses a +dozen miles without them, you may certainly walk a hundred +yards to school without them." "But, sir, the good +boys will hate me, and won't speak to me." "Good boys +hate nobody, and as to not speaking to you, to be sure they +will not keep your company while you go on in your present +evil courses; but as soon as they see you wish to reform, +they will help you, and pity you, and teach you; and so +come along." Here Mr. Wilson took this dirty boy by the +hand, and gently pulled him forward, kindly talking to him +all the way, in the most condescending manner.</p> + +<p>How the whole school stared to see Dick Giles come in! +No one, however, dared to say what he thought. The business +went on, and Dick slunk into a corner, partly to hide +his rags, and partly to hide his sin; for last Sunday's transaction +sat heavy on his heart, not because he had stolen the +apples, but because Tom Price had been accused. This, I +say, made him slink behind. Poor boy! he little thought +there was One saw him who sees all things, and from whose +eye no hole nor corner can hide the sinner: "For he is +about our bed, and about our path, and spieth out all our +ways."</p> + +<p>It was the custom in that school, and an excellent custom +it is, for the master, who was a good and wise man, to mark +down in his pocket-book all the events of the week, that he +might turn them to some account in his Sunday evening +instructions; such as any useful story in the newspaper, +any account of boys being drowned as they were out in a +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_225" id="Page_225">[Pg 225]</a></span> +pleasure boat on Sundays, any sudden death in the parish, +or any other remarkable visitation of Providence; insomuch, +that many young people in the place, who did not +belong to the school, and many parents also, used to drop +in for an hour on a Sunday evening, when they were sure +to hear something profitable. The minister greatly approved +this practice, and often called in himself, which was +a great support to the master, and encouragement to the +people who attended.</p> + +<p>The master had taken a deep concern in the story of +Widow Brown's apple-tree. He could not believe Tom +Price was guilty, nor dared he pronounce him innocent; +but he resolved to turn the instructions of the present +evening to this subject. He began thus: "My dear boys, +however light some of you may make of robbing an orchard, +yet I have often told you there is no such thing as a +<i>little</i> sin, if it be wilful or habitual. I wish now to explain +to you, also, that there is hardly such a thing as a <i>single</i> +solitary sin. You know I teach you not merely to repeat +the commandments as an exercise for your memory, but as +a rule for your conduct. If you were to come here only to +learn to read and spell on a Sunday, I should think that +was not employing God's day for God's work; but I teach +you to read that you may, by this means, come so to +understand the Bible and the Catechism, as to make every +text in the one, and every question and answer in the other, +to be so fixed in your hearts, that they may bring forth in +you the fruits of good living."</p> + +<p><i>Master.</i> How many commandments are there?</p> + +<p><i>Boy.</i> Ten.</p> + +<p><i>Master.</i> How many commandments did that boy break +who stole Widow Brown's apples?</p> + +<p><i>Boy.</i> Only one, master; the eighth.</p> + +<p><i>Master.</i> What is the eighth? +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_226" id="Page_226">[Pg 226]</a></span></p> + +<p><i>Boy. Thou shalt not steal.</i></p> + +<p><i>Master.</i> And you are very sure that this was the only +one he broke? Now suppose I could prove to you that he +probably broke not less than six out of those ten commandments, +which the great Lord of heaven himself stooped +down from his eternal glory to deliver to men, would you +not, then, think it a terrible thing to steal, whether apples +or guineas?</p> + +<p><i>Boy.</i> Yes, master.</p> + +<p><i>Master.</i> I will put the case. Some wicked boy has robbed +Widow Brown's orchard. (Here the eyes of every one +were turned on poor Tom Price, except those of Dick Giles, +who fixed his on the ground.) I accuse no one, continued +the master; Tom Price is a good boy, and was not missing +at the time of the robbery; these are two reasons why I presume +that he is innocent; but whoever it was, you allow that +by stealing these apples he broke the eighth commandment?</p> + +<p><i>Boy.</i> Yes, master.</p> + +<p><i>Master.</i> On what day were these apples stolen?</p> + +<p><i>Boy.</i> On Sunday.</p> + +<p><i>Master.</i> What is the fourth commandment?</p> + +<p><i>Boy.</i> Thou shalt keep holy the Sabbath-day.</p> + +<p><i>Master.</i> Does that person keep holy the Sabbath-day +who loiters in an orchard on Sunday, when he should be at +church, and steals apples when he ought to be saying his +prayers?</p> + +<p><i>Boy.</i> No, master.</p> + +<p><i>Master.</i> What command does he break?</p> + +<p><i>Boy.</i> The fourth.</p> + +<p><i>Master.</i> Suppose this boy had parents who had sent him +to church, and that he had disobeyed them by not going, +would that be keeping the fifth commandment?</p> + +<p><i>Boy.</i> No, master; for the fifth commandment says, <i>Thou +shalt honor thy father and thy mother.</i> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_227" id="Page_227">[Pg 227]</a></span></p> + +<p>This was the only part of the case in which poor Dick +Giles's heart did not smite him; he knew he had disobeyed +no father; for his father, alas! was still wickeder than himself, +and had brought him up to commit the sin. But what +a wretched comfort was this! The master went on.</p> + +<p><i>Master.</i> Suppose this boy earnestly coveted this fruit, +though it belonged to another person, would that be right?</p> + +<p><i>Boy.</i> No, master; for the tenth commandment says, <i>thou +shalt not covet</i>.</p> + +<p><i>Master.</i> Very well. Here are four of God's positive +commands already broken. Now do you think thieves +ever scruple to use wicked words?</p> + +<p><i>Boy.</i> I am afraid, not, master.</p> + +<p>Here Dick Giles was not so hardened but that he remembered +how many curses had passed between him and +his father while they were filling the bags, and he was +afraid to look up. The master went on.</p> + +<p>I will now go one step further. If the thief, to all his +other sins, has added that of accusing the innocent to save +himself, if he should break the ninth commandment, by +<i>bearing false witness against a harmless neighbor</i>, then six +commandments are broken for an <i>apple</i>. But if it be otherwise, +if Tom Price should be found guilty, it is not his good +character shall save him. I shall shed tears over him, but +punish him I must, and that severely. "No, that you +sha'n't," roared out Dick Giles, who sprung from his hiding +place, fell on his knees, and burst out a crying; "Tom Price +is as good a boy as ever lived; it was father and I who +stole the apples<a class="corr" name="TC_11" id="TC_11" title="?">!</a>"</p> + +<p>It would have done your heart good to have seen the joy +of the master, the modest blushes of Tom Price, and the +satisfaction of every honest boy in the school. All shook +hands with Tom, and even Dick got some portion of pity. +I wish I had room to give my readers the moving exhortation +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_228" id="Page_228">[Pg 228]</a></span> +which the master gave. But while Mr. Wilson left +the guilty boy to the management of the master, he thought +it became him, as a minister and a magistrate, to go to the +extent of the law in punishing the father. Early on the +Monday morning he sent to apprehend Giles. In the meantime +Mr. Wilson was sent for to a gardener's house two +miles distant, to attend a man who was dying. This was a +duty to which all others gave way in his mind. He set +out directly; but what was his surprise, on his arrival, to +see, on a little bed on the floor, poaching Giles lying in all +the agonies of death! Jack Weston, the same poor young +man against whom Giles had informed for killing a hare, +was kneeling by him, offering him some broth, and talking +to him in the kindest manner. Mr. Wilson begged to know +the meaning of all this; and Jack Weston spoke as follows:</p> + +<p>"At four in the morning, as I was going out to mow, +passing under the high wall of this garden, I heard a most +dismal moaning. The nearer I came, the more dismal it +grew. At last, who should I see but poor Giles groaning, +and struggling under a quantity of bricks and stones, but +not able to stir. The day before he had marked a fine large +net on this old wall, and resolved to steal it, for he thought +it might do as well to catch partridges as to preserve cherries; +so, sir, standing on the very top of this wall, and tugging +with all his might to loosen the net from the hooks +which fastened it, down came Giles, net, wall, and all; for +the wall was gone to decay. It was very high, indeed, and +poor Giles not only broke his thigh, but has got a terrible +blow on his head, and is bruised all over like a mummy. +On seeing me, sir, poor Giles cried out, 'Oh, Jack! I did +try to ruin thee by lodging that information, and now thou +wilt be revenged by letting me lie here and perish.' 'God +forbid, Giles!' cried I; 'thou shalt see what sort of revenge +a Christian takes.' So, sir, I sent off the gardener's boy +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_229" id="Page_229">[Pg 229]</a></span> +to fetch a surgeon, while I scampered home and brought +on my back this bit of a hammock, which is, indeed, my +own bed, and put Giles upon it: we then lifted him up, +bed and all, as tenderly as if he had been a gentleman, +and brought him in here. My wife has just brought him +a drop of nice broth; and now, sir, as I have done what +I could for this poor perishing body, it was I who took +the liberty to send to you to come to try to help his poor +soul, for the doctor says he can't live."</p> + +<p>Mr. Wilson could not help saying to himself, "Such an +action as this is worth a whole volume of comments on that +precept of our blessed Master, <i>Love your enemies; do good +to them that hate you.</i>" Giles's dying groans confirmed the +sad account Weston had just given. The poor wretch +could neither pray himself nor attend to the minister. He +could only cry out, "Oh! sir, what will become of me? +I don't know how to repent. O, my poor wicked children! +Sir, I have bred them all up in sin and ignorance. Have +mercy on them, sir; let me not meet them in the place of +torment to which I am going. Lord grant them that time +for repentance which I have thrown away!" He languished +a few days, and died in great misery:—a fresh and sad +instance that people who abuse the grace of God, and resist +his Spirit, find it difficult to repent when they will.</p> + +<p>Except the minister and Jack Weston, no one came to +see poor Giles, besides Tommy Price, who had been so sadly +wronged by him. Tom often brought him his own rice-milk +or apple-dumpling; and Giles, ignorant and depraved +as he was, often cried out, "That he thought now there +must be some truth in religion, since it taught even a boy +to <i>deny himself</i>, and to <i>forgive an injury</i>." Mr. Wilson, the +next Sunday, made a moving discourse on the danger of +what are called <i>petty offenses</i>. This, together with the awful +death of Giles, produced such an effect that no poacher +has been able to show his head in that parish ever since.</p> + + +<hr class="chapbreak" /> +<div><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_230" id="Page_230">[Pg 230]</a></span></div> + +<h2><a name="TAWNEY_RACHEL" id="TAWNEY_RACHEL"></a>TAWNEY RACHEL; +<span class="subheading"><br />OR, THE FORTUNE TELLER;</span> +<span class="subheading2"><br />WITH SOME ACCOUNT OF DREAMS, OMENS, AND CONJURORS.</span> +</h2> +<hr class="decobreak" /> + + +<p>Tawney Rachel was the wife of poaching Giles. There +seemed to be a conspiracy in Giles's whole family to maintain +themselves by tricks and pilfering. Regular labor and +honest industry did not suit their idle habits. They had a +sort of genius at finding out every unlawful means to support +a vagabond life. Rachel traveled the country with a +basket on her arm. She pretended to get her bread by +selling laces, cabbage-nets, ballads, and history books, and +used to buy old rags and rabbit-skins. Many honest people +trade in these things, and I am sure I do not mean to say a +word against honest people, let them trade in what they +will. But Rachel only made this traffic a pretense for getting +admittance into farmers' kitchens in order to tell +fortunes.</p> + +<p>She was continually practicing on the credulity of silly +girls; and took advantage of their ignorance to cheat and +deceive them. Many an innocent servant has she caused +to be suspected of a robbery, while she herself, perhaps, was +in league with the thief. Many a harmless maid has she +brought to ruin by first contriving plots and events herself, +and then pretending to foretell them. She had not, to be +sure, the power of really foretelling things, because she had +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_231" id="Page_231">[Pg 231]</a></span> +no power of seeing into futurity; but she had the art sometimes +to bring them about according as she foretold them. +So she got that credit for her wisdom which really belonged +to her wickedness.</p> + +<p>Rachel was also a famous interpreter of dreams, and could +distinguish exactly between the fate of any two persons who +happened to have a mole on the right or the left cheek. +She had a cunning way of getting herself off when any of +her prophecies failed. When she explained a dream according +to the natural appearance of things, and it did not +come to pass; then she would get out of the scrape by +saying, that this sort of dreams went by contraries. Now +of two very opposite things, the chance always is that one +of them may turn out to be true; so in either case she kept +up the cheat.</p> + +<p>Rachel, in one of her rambles, stopped at the house of +Farmer Jenkins. She contrived to call when she knew the +master of the house was from home, which indeed was her +usual way. She knocked at the door; the maids being in +the field haymaking, Mrs. Jenkins went to open it herself. +Rachel asked her if she would please to let her light her +pipe? This was a common pretense, when she could find +no other way of getting into a house. While she was filling +her pipe, she looked at Mrs. Jenkins, and said, she +could tell her some good fortune. The farmer's wife, who +was a very inoffensive, but a weak and superstitious woman, +was curious to know what she meant. Rachel then +looked about carefully, and shutting the door with a mysterious +air, asked her if she was sure nobody would hear +them. This appearance of mystery was at once delightful +and terrifying to Mrs. Jenkins, who, with trembling agitation, +bid the cunning woman speak out. "Then," said Rachel +in a solemn whisper, "there is to my certain knowledge +a pot of money hid under one of the stones in your cellar." +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_232" id="Page_232">[Pg 232]</a></span> +"Indeed!" said Mrs. Jenkins, "it is impossible, for now I +think of it, I dreamed last night I was in prison for debt." +"Did you really?" said Rachel; "that is quite surprising. +Did you dream this before twelve o'clock or after?" "O it +was this morning, just before I awoke." "Then I am sure +it is true, for morning dreams always go by contraries," cried +Rachel. "How lucky it was you dreamed it so late." Mrs. +Jenkins could hardly contain her joy, and asked how the +money was to be come at. "There is but one way," said +Rachel: "I must go into the cellar. I know by my art +under which stone it lies, but I must not tell." Then they +both went down into the cellar, but Rachel refused to point +out the stone unless Mrs. Jenkins would put five pieces of +gold into a basin and do as she directed. The simple woman, +instead of turning her out of doors for a cheat, did as +she was bid. She put the guineas into a basin which she +gave into Rachel's hand. Rachel strewed some white powder +over the gold, muttered some barbarous words, and +pretended to perform the black art. She then told Mrs. +Jenkins to put the basin quietly down within the cellar; +telling her that if she offered to look into it, or even to +speak a word, the charm would be broken. She also directed +her to lock the cellar door, and on no pretense to +open it in less than forty-eight hours. "If," added she, "you +closely follow these directions, then, by the power of my art, +you will find the basin conveyed to the very stone under +which the money lies hid, and a fine treasure it be!" Mrs. +Jenkins, who firmly believed every word the woman said, +did exactly as she was told, and Rachel took her leave with +a handsome reward.</p> + +<p>When Farmer Jenkins came home he desired his wife to +draw him a cup of cider; this she put off so long that he +began to be displeased. At last she begged he would be so +good as to drink a little beer instead. He insisted on knowing +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_233" id="Page_233">[Pg 233]</a></span> +the reason, and when at last he grew angry, she told +him all that had passed; and owned that as the pot of gold +had happened to be in the cider cellar, she did not dare open +the door, as she was sure it would break the charm. "And +it would be a pity you know," said she, "to lose a good fortune +for the sake of a draught of cider." The farmer, who +was not so easily imposed upon, suspected a trick. He demanded +the key, and went and opened the cellar door; +there he found the basin, and in it five round pieces of tin +covered with powder. Mrs. Jenkins burst out a-crying; +but the farmer thought of nothing but of getting a warrant +to apprehend the cunning woman. Indeed she well proved +her claim to that name, when she insisted that the cellar +door might be kept locked till she had time to get out of +the reach of all pursuit.</p> + +<p>Poor Sally Evans! I am sure she rued the day that ever +she listened to a fortune teller. Sally was as harmless a +girl as ever churned a pound of butter; but Sally was +credulous, ignorant, and superstitious. She delighted in +dream books, and had consulted all the cunning women in +the country to tell her whether the two moles on her cheek +denoted that she was to have two husbands, or two children. +If she picked up an old horse-shoe going to church, she was +sure that would be a lucky week. She never made a black +pudding without borrowing one of the parson's old wigs to +hang in the chimney, firmly believing there was no other +means to preserve them from burning. She would never +go to bed on Midsummer eve without sticking up in her +room the well-known plant called Midsummer-men, as the +bending of the leaves to the right or to the left would not +fail to tell her whether Jacob, of whom we shall speak presently, +was true or false. She would rather go five miles +about than pass near a church-yard at night. Every +seventh year she would not eat beans because they grew +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_234" id="Page_234">[Pg 234]</a></span> +downward in the pod, instead of upward; and, though a +very neat girl, she would rather have gone with her gown +open than to have taken a pin from an old woman, for fear +of being bewitched. Poor Sally had so many unlucky days +in her calendar, that a large portion of her time became of +little use, because on these days she did not dare set about +any new work. And she would have refused the best offer +in the country if made to her on a Friday, which she +thought so unlucky a day that she often said what a pity it +was that there were any Friday in the week. Sally had +twenty pounds left her by her grandmother. She had long +been courted by Jacob, a sober lad, with whom she lived +fellow servant at a creditable farmer's. Honest Jacob, like +his namesake of old, thought it little to wait seven years to +get this damsel to wife, because of the love he bore her, for +Sally had promised to marry him when he could match her +twenty pounds with another of his own.</p> + +<p>Now there was one Robert, a rambling idle young gardener, +who instead of sitting down steadily in one place, +used to roam about the country, and do odd jobs where he +could get them. No one understood any thing about him, +except that he was a down-looking fellow, who came nobody +knew whence, and got his bread nobody knew how, +and never had a penny in his pocket. Robert, who was +now in the neighborhood, happened to hear of Sally Evans +and her twenty pounds. He immediately conceived a longing +desire for the latter. So he went to his old friend Rachel +the fortune teller, told her all he had heard of Sally, and +promised if she could bring about a marriage between them, +she should go shares in the money.</p> + +<p>Rachel undertook the business. She set off to the farmhouse, +and fell to singing one of her most enticing songs +just under the dairy window. Sally was so struck with the +pretty tune, which was unhappily used, as is too often the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_235" id="Page_235">[Pg 235]</a></span> +case, to set off some very loose words, that she jumped up, +dropped the skimming dish into the cream and ran out to +buy the song. While she stooped down to rummage the +basket for those songs which had the most tragical pictures +(for Sally had a tender heart, and delighted in whatever +was mournful) Rachel looked stedfastly in her face, and told +her she knew by art that she was born to good fortune, but +advised her not to throw herself away. "These two moles +on your cheek," added she, "show you are in some danger." +"Do they denote husbands or children?" cried Sally, starting +up, and letting fall the song of the Children in the +Wood. "Husbands," muttered Rachel. "Alas! poor Jacob!" +said Sally, mournfully, "then he will die first, won't +he?" "Mum for that," quoth the fortune teller, "I will say +no more." Sally was impatient, but the more curiosity she +discovered, the more mystery Rachel affected. At last, she +said, "If you will cross my hand with a piece of silver, I +will tell your fortune. By the power of my art I can do +this three ways; first by cards, next by the lines on your +hand, or by turning a cup of tea grounds; which will you +have?" "O, all! all!" cried Sally, looking up with reverence +to this sun-burnt oracle of wisdom, who was possessed +of no less than three different ways of diving into the secrets +of futurity. Alas! persons of better sense than Sally have +been so taken in; the more is the pity. The poor girl said +she would run up stairs to her little box where she kept her +money tied up in a bit of an old glove, and would bring +down a bright queen Anne's sixpence very crooked. "I am +sure," added she, "it is a lucky one, for it cured me of a +very bad ague last spring, by only laying it nine nights under +my pillow without speaking a word. But then you +must know what gave the virtue to this sixpence was, that +it had belonged to three young men of the name of John; +I am sure I had work enough to get it. But true it is, it +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_236" id="Page_236">[Pg 236]</a></span> +certainly cured me. It must be the sixpence you know, for +I am sure I did nothing else for my ague, except by taking +some bitter stuff every three hours which the doctor called +bark. To be sure I had no ague soon after I took it, but I +am certain it was owing to the crooked sixpence, and not to +the bark. And so, good woman, you may come in if you +will, for there is not a soul in the house but me." This was +the very thing Rachel wanted to know, and very glad she +was to learn it.</p> + +<p>While Sally was above stairs untying her glove, Rachel +slipped into the parlor, took a small silver cup from the +beaufet, and clapped it into her pocket. Sally ran down +lamenting that she had lost her sixpence, which she verily +believed was owing to her having put it into a left glove, +instead of a right one. Rachel comforted her by saying, +that if she gave her two plain ones instead, the charm would +work just as well. Simple Sally thought herself happy to +be let off so easily, never calculating that a smooth shilling +was worth two crooked sixpences. But this skill was a part +of the black art in which Rachel excelled. She took the +money and began to examine the lines of Sally's left hand. +She bit her withered lip, shook her head, and bade her +poor dupe beware of a young man who had black hair. +"No, indeed," cried Sally, all in a fright, "you mean black +eyes, for our Jacob has got brown hair; 'tis his eyes that +are black." "That is the very thing I was going to say," +muttered Rachel; "I meant eyes, though I said hair, for I +know his hair is as brown as a chestnut, and his eyes as +black as a sloe." "So they are, sure enough," cried Sally; +"how in the world could you have known that?" forgetting +that she herself had just told her so. And it is thus +that these hags pick out of the credulous all which they +afterwards pretend to reveal to them. "O, I know a pretty +deal more than that," said Rachel, "but you must beware +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_237" id="Page_237">[Pg 237]</a></span> +of this man." "Why, so," cried Sally, with great quickness. +"Because," answered Rachel, "you are fated to +marry a man worth a hundred of him, who has blue eyes, +light hair, and a stoop in the shoulders." "No, indeed, but +I can't," said Sally; "I have promised Jacob, and Jacob I +will marry." "You can not, child," returned Rachel in a +solemn tone; "it is out of your power, you are <i>fated</i> to +marry the blue eyes and light hair." "Nay, indeed," said +Sally, sighing deeply, "if I am fated, I must; I know there's +no resisting one's fate." This is a common cant with poor +deluded girls, who are not aware that they themselves make +their fate by their folly, and then complain there is no resisting +it. "What can I do?" said Sally. "I will tell you +that, too," said Rachel. "You must take a walk next Sunday +afternoon to the church-yard, and the first man you +meet in a blue coat, with a large posey of pinks and southern-wood +in his bosom, sitting on the church-yard wall, +about seven o'clock, he will be the man." "Provided," +said Sally, much disturbed, "that he has blue eyes and +stoops." "It to be sure," said Rachel, "otherwise it is not +the right man." "But if I should mistake," said Sally, +"for two men may happen to have a coat and eyes of the +same color?" "To prevent that," replied Rachel, "if it is +the right man, the two first letters of his name will be R. P. +This man has got money beyond sea." "O, I do not value +money," said Sally, with tears in her eyes, "for I love Jacob +better than house or land; but if I am fated to marry +another, I can't help it; you know there is no struggling +against my fate."</p> + +<p>Poor Sally thought of nothing, and dreamed of nothing, all +the week but the blue coat and the blue eyes. She made a +hundred blunders at her work. She put her rennet into the +butterpan, and her skimming-dish into the cheese-tub. She +gave the curds to the hogs, and put the whey into the vats. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_238" id="Page_238">[Pg 238]</a></span> +She put her little knife out of her pocket for fear it should +cut love, and would not stay in the kitchen if there was not +an even number of people, lest it should break the charm. +She grew cold and mysterious in her behavior to faithful +Jacob, whom she truly loved. But the more she thought +of the fortune teller, the more she was convinced that brown +hair and black eyes were not what she was fated to marry, +and therefore though she trembled to think it, Jacob could +not be the man.</p> + +<p>On Sunday she was too uneasy to go to church; for poor +Sally had never been taught that her being uneasy was only +a fresh reason why she ought to go thither. She spent the +whole afternoon in her little garret, dressing in all her best. +First she put on her red riband, which she had bought at +last Lammas fair; then she recollected that red was an unlucky +color, and changed it for a blue riband, tied in a true +lover's knot; but suddenly calling to mind that poor Jacob +had bought this knot for her of a pedlar at the door, and +that she had promised to wear it for his sake, her heart +smote her, and she laid it by, sighing to think she was not +fated to marry the man who had given it to her. When +she had looked at herself twenty times in the glass (for one +vain action always brings on another) she set off trembling +and shaking every step she went. She walked eagerly +toward the church-yard, not daring to look to the right or +left, for fear she would spy Jacob, who would have offered +to walk with her, and so have spoilt it all. As soon as she +came within sight of the wall, she spied a man sitting upon +it: her heart beat violently. She looked again; but +alas! the stranger not only had on a black coat, but neither +hair nor eyes answered the description. She now happened +to cast her eyes on the church-clock, and found she was +two hours before her time. This was some comfort. She +walked away and got rid of the two hours as well as she +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_239" id="Page_239">[Pg 239]</a></span> +could, paying great attention not to walk over any straws +which lay across, and carefully looking to see if there were +never an old horse-shoe in the way, that infallible symptom +of good-fortune. While the clock was striking seven, she +returned to the church-yard, and O! the wonderful power of +fortune tellers! there she saw him! there sat the very man! +his hair as light as flax, his eyes as blue as butter-milk, and +his shoulders as round as a tub. Every tittle agreed, to the +very nosegay in his waistcoat button-hole. At first, indeed, +she thought it had been sweet-briar, and glad to catch at a +straw, whispered to herself, It is not he, and I shall marry +Jacob still; but on looking again, she saw it was southern-wood +plain enough, and that of course all was over. The +man accosted her with some very nonsensical, but too acceptable, +compliments. She was naturally a modest girl, +and but for Rachel's wicked arts, would not have had courage +to talk with a strange man; but how could she resist +her fate you know? After a little discourse, she asked him +with a trembling heart, what might be his name? Robert +Price, at your service, was the answer. "Robert Price, +that is R. P. as sure as I am alive, and the fortune teller was +a witch! It is all out! O the wonderful art of fortune +tellers!"</p> + +<p>The little sleep she had that night was disturbed with +dreams of graves, and ghosts, and funerals, but as they +were morning dreams, she knew those always went by contraries, +and that a funeral denoted a wedding. Still a sigh +would now and then heave, to think that in that wedding +Jacob would have no part. Such of my readers as know +the power which superstition has over the weak and credulous +mind, scarcely need be told, that poor Sally's happiness +was soon completed. She forgot all her vows to +Jacob; she at once forsook an honest man whom she loved, +and consented to marry a stranger, of whom she knew +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_240" id="Page_240">[Pg 240]</a></span> +nothing, from a ridiculous notion that she was compelled to +do so by a decree which she had it not in her power to resist. +She married this Robert Price, the strange gardener, +whom she soon found to be very worthless, and very much +in debt. He had no such thing as "money beyond sea," as +the fortune teller had told her; but alas! he had another +wife there. He got immediate possession of Sally's twenty +pounds. Rachel put in for her share, but he refused to give +her a farthing and bid her get away or he would have her +taken up on the vagrant act. He soon ran away from Sally, +leaving her to bewail her own weakness; for it was that +indeed, and not any irresistible fate, which had been the +cause of her ruin. To complete her misery, she herself was +suspected of having stole the silver cup which Rachel had +pocketed. Her master, however, would not prosecute her, +as she was falling into a deep decline, and she died in a few +months of a broken heart, a sad warning to all credulous +girls.</p> + +<p>Rachel, whenever she got near home, used to drop her +trade of fortune telling, and only dealt in the wares of her +basket. Mr. Wilson, the clergyman, found her one day +dealing out some very wicked ballads to some children. He +went up with a view to give her a reprimand; but had no +sooner begun his exhortation than up came a constable, followed +by several people. "There she is, that is the old +witch who tricked my wife out of the five guineas," said +one of them; "do your office, constable, seize that old hag. +She may tell fortunes and find pots of gold in Taunton jail, +for there she will have nothing else to do!" This was that +very Farmer Jenkins, whose wife had been cheated by Rachel +of the five guineas. He had taken pains to trace her to +her own parish: he did not so much value the loss of the +money, as he thought it was a duty he owed the public to +clear the country of such vermin. Mr. Wilson immediately +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_241" id="Page_241">[Pg 241]</a></span> +committed her. She took her trial at the next assizes, +when she was sentenced to a year's imprisonment. In the +mean time, the pawnbroker to whom she had sold the silver +cup, which she had stolen from poor Sally's master, impeached +her; and as the robbery was fully proved upon +Rachel, she was sentenced for this crime to Botany Bay; +and a happy day it was for the county of Somerset, when +such a nuisance was sent out of it. She was transported +much about the same time that her husband Giles lost his +life in stealing the net from the garden wall, as related in +the second part of poaching Giles.</p> + +<p>I have thought it my duty to print this little history, as +a kind of warning to all young men and maidens not to +have any thing to say to <i>cheats, impostors, cunning women, +fortune tellers, conjurors</i>, and <i>interpreters of dreams</i>. Listen +to me, your true friend, when I assure you that God +never reveals to weak and wicked women those secret designs +of his providence, which no human wisdom is able to +foresee. To consult these false oracles is not only foolish, +but sinful. It is foolish, because they are themselves as +ignorant as those whom they pretend to teach; and is sinful, +because it is prying into that futurity which God, in +mercy as well as wisdom, hides from men. God indeed <i>orders</i> +all things; but when you have a mind to do a foolish +thing, do not fancy you are <i>fated</i> to do it. This is tempting +Providence, and not trusting him. It is indeed <i>charging +God with folly</i>. Providence is his gift, and you obey +him better when you make use of prudence, under the direction +of prayer, than when you madly run into ruin, and +think you are only submitting to your fate. Never fancy +that you are compelled to undo yourself, or to rush upon +your own destruction, in compliance with any supposed fatality. +Never believe that God conceals his will from a sober +Christian who obeys his laws, and reveals it to a vagabond +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_242" id="Page_242">[Pg 242]</a></span> +gypsy who runs up and down breaking the laws both of +God and man. King Saul never consulted the witch till he +left off serving God. The Bible will direct us what to do +better than any conjuror, and there are no days unlucky +but those which we make so by our own vanity, sin, and +folly.</p> + + + +<hr class="chapbreak" /> +<div><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_243" id="Page_243">[Pg 243]</a><br /> +<a name="Page_244" id="Page_244">[Pg 244]</a></span></div> + +<h2>STORIES<br /> +<span class="subheading">FOR PERSONS OF THE MIDDLE RANKS.</span></h2> + + +<hr class="chapbreak" /> +<div><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_245" id="Page_245">[Pg 245]</a></span> +</div> + + +<h2><a name="THE_HISTORY_OF_MR_FANTOM" id="THE_HISTORY_OF_MR_FANTOM"></a>THE HISTORY OF MR. FANTOM, +<span class="subheading2"><br />(THE NEW FASHIONED PHILOSOPHER,)</span> +<span class="subheading"><br />AND HIS MAN WILLIAM.</span> +</h2> +<hr class="decobreak" /> + + +<p>Mr. Fantom was a retail trader in the city of London. +As he had no turn to any expensive vices, he was reckoned +a sober decent man, but he was covetous and proud, selfish +and conceited. As soon as he got forward in the world, his +vanity began to display itself, though not in the ordinary +method, that of making a figure and living away; but still +he was tormented with a longing desire to draw public +notice, and to distinguish himself. He felt a general discontent +at what he was with a general ambition to be +something which he was not; but this desire had not yet +turned itself to any particular object. It was not by his +money he could hope to be distinguished, for half his acquaintance +had more, and a man must be rich indeed to be +noted for his riches in London. Mr. Fantom's mind was a +prey to his vain imaginations. He despised all those little +acts of kindness and charity which every man is called to +perform every day; and while he was contriving grand +schemes, which lay quite out of his reach, he neglected the +ordinary duties of life, which lay directly before him. +Selfishness was his governing principle. He fancied he was +lost in the mass of general society; and the usual means +of attaching importance to insignificance occurred to him; +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_246" id="Page_246">[Pg 246]</a></span> +that of getting into clubs and societies. To be connected +with a party would at least make him known to that party, +be it ever so low and contemptible; and this local importance +it is which draws off vain minds from those scenes of +general usefulness, in which, though they are of more value, +they are of less distinction.</p> + +<p>About this time he got hold of a famous little book, +written by the <span class="smcap">New Philosopher</span>, whose pestilent doctrines +have gone about seeking whom they may destroy; these +doctrines found a ready entrance into Mr. Fantom's mind; +a mind at once shallow and inquisitive, speculative and +vain, ambitious and dissatisfied. As almost every book was +new to him, he fell into the common error of those who +begin to read late in life—that of thinking that what he +did not know himself, was equally new to others; and he +was apt to fancy that he and the author he was reading +were the only two people in the world who knew any thing. +This book led to the grand discovery; he had now found +what his heart panted after—a way to <i>distinguish himself</i>. +To start out a full grown philosopher at once, to be wise +without education, to dispute without learning, and to make +proselytes without argument, was a short cut to fame, which +well suited his vanity and his ignorance. He rejoiced that +he had been so clever as to examine for himself, pitied his +friends who took things upon trust, and was resolved to assert +the freedom of his own mind. To a man fond of bold +novelties and daring paradoxes, solid argument would be +flat, and truth would be dull, merely because it is not new. +Mr. Fantom believed, not in proportion to the strength of +the evidence, but to the impudence of the assertion. The +trampling on holy ground with dirty shoes, the smearing +the sanctuary with filth and mire, the calling prophets and +apostles by the most scurrilous names was new, and dashing, +and dazzling. Mr. Fantom, now being set free from +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_247" id="Page_247">[Pg 247]</a></span> +the chains of slavery and superstition, was resolved to show +his zeal in the usual way, by trying to free others; but it +would have hurt his vanity had he known that he was the +convert of a man who had written only for the vulgar, who +had <i>invented</i> nothing, no, not even one idea of original +wickedness; but who had stooped to rake up out of the +kennel of infidelity, all the loathsome dregs and offal dirt, +which politer unbelievers had thrown away as too gross +and offensive for the better bred readers.</p> + +<p>Mr. Fantom, who considered that a philosopher must set +up with a little sort of stock in trade, now picked up all +the common-place notions against Christianity, which have +been answered a hundred times over: these he kept by +him ready cut and dried, and brought out in all companies +with a zeal which would have done honor to a better cause, +but which the friends to a better cause are not so apt to +discover. He soon got all the cant of the new school. He +prated about <i>narrowness</i>, and <i>ignorance</i>, and <i>bigotry</i>, and +<i>prejudice</i>, and <i>priestcraft</i> on the one hand; and on the +other, of <i>public good</i>, the <i>love of mankind</i>, and <i>liberality</i>, +and <i>candor</i>, and <i>toleration</i>, and above all, <i>benevolence</i>. +Benevolence, he said, made up the whole of religion, and +all the other parts of it were nothing but cant, and jargon, +and hypocrisy. By benevolence he understood a gloomy +and indefinite anxiety about the happiness of people with +whom he was utterly disconnected, and whom Providence +had put it out of his reach either to serve or injure. And +by the happiness this benevolence was so anxious to promote, +he meant an exemption from the power of the laws, +and an emancipation from the restraints of religion, conscience, +and moral obligation.</p> + +<p>Finding, however, that he made but little impression on +his old club at the Cat and Bagpipes, he grew tired of their +company. This club consisted of a few sober citizens, who +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_248" id="Page_248">[Pg 248]</a></span> +met of an evening for a little harmless recreation after business; +their object was, not to reform parliament, but their +own shops; not to correct the abuses of government, but +of parish officers; not to cure the excesses of administration, +but of their own porters and apprentices; to talk over +the news of the day without aspiring to direct the events +of it. They read the papers with that anxiety which every +honest man feels in the daily history of his country. But +as trade, which they <i>did</i> understand, flourished, they were +careful not to reprobate those public measures by which it +was protected, and which they did <i>not</i> understand. In such +turbulent times it was a comfort to each to feel he was a +tradesman, and not a statesman; that he was not called to +responsibility for a trust for which he found he had no +talents, while he was at full liberty to employ the talents he +really possessed, in fairly amassing a fortune, of which the +laws would be the best guardian, and government the best +security. Thus a legitimate self-love, regulated by prudence, +and restrained by principle, produced peaceable subjects +and good citizens; while in Fantom, a boundless selfishness +and inordinate vanity converted a discontented trader into +a turbulent politician.</p> + +<p>There was, however, one member of the Cat and Bagpipes +whose society he could not resolve to give up, though +they seldom agreed, as indeed no two men in the same class +and habits of life could less resemble each other. Mr. +Trueman was an honest, plain, simple-hearted tradesman of +the good old cut, who feared God and followed his business; +he went to church twice on Sundays, and minded his shop +all the week, spent frugally, gave liberally, and saved moderately. +He lost, however, some ground in Mr. Fantom's +esteem, because he paid his taxes without disputing, and +read his Bible without doubting.</p> + +<p>Mr. Fantom now began to be tired of every thing in +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_249" id="Page_249">[Pg 249]</a></span> +trade except the profits of it; for the more the word benevolence +was in his mouth, the more did selfishness gain +dominion in his heart. He, however, resolved to retire for +a while into the country, and devote his time to his new +plans, schemes, theories, and projects for the public good. +A life of talking, and reading, and writing, and disputing, +and teaching, and proselyting, now struck him as the only +life; so he soon set out for the country with his family; +for unhappily Mr. Fantom had been the husband of a very +worthy woman many years before the new philosophy had +discovered that marriage was a shameful infringement on +human liberty, and an abridgement of the rights of man. +To this family was now added his new footman, William +Wilson, whom he had taken with a good character out of a +sober family. Mr. Fantom was no sooner settled than he +wrote to invite Mr. Trueman to come and pay him a visit, +for he would have burst if he could not have got some one +to whom he might display his new knowledge; he knew +that if on the one hand Trueman was no scholar, yet on +the other he was no fool; and though he despised his <i>prejudices</i>, +yet he thought he might be made a good decoy +duck; for if he could once bring Trueman over, the whole +club at the Cat and Bagpipes might be brought to follow +his example; and thus he might see himself at the head of +a society of his own proselytes; the supreme object of a +philosopher's ambition. Trueman came accordingly. He +soon found that however he might be shocked at the impious +doctrines his friend maintained, yet that an important +lesson might be learned even from the worst enemies of +truth; namely, an ever wakeful attention to their grand +object. If they set out with talking of trade or politics, +of private news or public affairs, still Mr. Fantom was ever +on the watch to hitch in his darling doctrines; whatever +he began with, he was sure to end with a pert squib at the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_250" id="Page_250">[Pg 250]</a></span> +Bible, a vapid jest on the clergy, the miseries of superstition, +and the blessings of philosophy. "Oh!" said Trueman to +himself, "when shall I see Christians half so much in earnest? +Why is it that almost all zeal is on the wrong side?"</p> + +<p>"Well, Mr. Fantom," said Trueman one day at breakfast, +"I am afraid you are leading but an idle sort of life here." +"Idle, sir!" said Fantom, "I now first begin to live to some +purpose; I have indeed lost too much time, and wasted +my talents on a little retail trade, in which one is of no +note; one can't distinguish one's self." "So much the +better," said Trueman; "I had rather not distinguish myself, +unless it was by leading a better life than my neighbors. +There is nothing I should dread more than being +talked about. I dare say now heaven is in a good measure +filled with people whose names were never heard out of +their own street and village. So I beg leave not to distinguish +myself!" "Yes, but one may, if it is only by signing +one's name to an essay or paragraph in a newspaper," +said Fantom. "Heaven keep John Trueman's name out of +a newspaper," interrupted he in a fright, "for if it be there, +it must either be found in the Old Bailey or the bankrupt +list, unless, indeed, I were to remove shop, or sell off my +old stock. Well, but Mr. Fantom, you, I suppose, are now +as happy as the day is long?" "Oh yes," replied Fantom, +with a gloomy sigh, which gave the lie to his words, "perfectly +happy! I wonder you do not give up all your sordid +employments, and turn philosopher!" "Sordid indeed!" +said Trueman, "do not call names, Mr. Fantom; I shall +never be ashamed of my trade. What is it has made this +country so great? a country whose merchants are princes? +It is trade, Mr. Fantom, trade. I can not say indeed, as +well as I love business, but now and then, when I am overworked, +I wish I had a little more time to look after my +soul; but the fear that I should not devote the time, if I +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_251" id="Page_251">[Pg 251]</a></span> +had it, to the best purpose, makes me work on, though +often, when I am balancing my accounts, I tremble, lest I +should neglect to balance the great account. But still, +since, like you, I am a man of no education, I am more +afraid of the temptations of leisure, than of those of business; +I never was bred to read more than a chapter in the +Bible, or some other good book, or the magazine and newspaper; +and all that I can do now, after shop is shut, is to +take a walk with my children in the field besides. But if +I had nothing to do from morning to night, I might be in +danger of turning politician or philosopher. No, neighbor +Fantom, depend upon it, that where there is no learning, +next to God's grace, the best preservative of human virtue +is business. As to our political societies, like the armies in +the cave of Adullam, 'every man that is in distress, and +every man that is in debt, and every man that is discontented, +will always join themselves unto them.'"</p> + +<p><i>Fantom.</i> You have narrow views, Trueman. What <i>can</i> +be more delightful than to see a paper of one's own in +print against tyranny and superstition, contrived with so +much ingenuity, that, though the law is on the look-out +for treason and blasphemy, a little change of name defeats +its scrutiny. For instance; you may stigmatize <i>England</i> +under the name of <i>Rome</i>, and <i>Christianity</i> under the name +of <i>Popery</i>. The true way is to attack whatever you have +a mind to injure, under another name, and the best means +to destroy the use of a thing, is to produce a few incontrovertible +facts against the abuses it. Our late travelers have +inconceivably helped on the cause of the new philosophy, +in their ludicrous narratives of credulity, miracles, indulgences, +and processions, in popish countries, all which they +ridicule under the broad and general name of Religion, +Christianity, and <i>the Church</i>. "And are not you ashamed +to defend such knavery?" said Mr. Trueman. "Those +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_252" id="Page_252">[Pg 252]</a></span> +who have a great object to accomplish," replied Mr. Fantom, +"must not be nice about the means. But to return +to yourself, Trueman; in your little confined situation you +can be of no use." "That I deny," interrupted Trueman; +"I have filled all the parish offices with some credit. I +never took a bribe at an election, no not so much as a treat; +I take care of my apprentices, and do not set them a bad +example by running to plays and Saddler's Wells, in the +week or jaunting about in a gig all day on Sundays; for I +look upon it that the country jaunt of the master on Sundays +exposes his servants to more danger than their whole +week's temptation in trade put together."</p> + +<p><i>Fantom.</i> I once had the same vulgar prejudices about +the church and the Sabbath, and all that antiquated stuff. +But even on your own narrow principles, how can a thinking +being spend his Sunday better (if he must lose one day +in seven by having any Sunday at all) than by going into +the country to admire the works of nature.</p> + +<p><i>Trueman.</i> I suppose you mean the works of God: for I +never read in the Bible that Nature made any thing. I +should rather think that she herself was made by Him, +who, when He said, "thou shalt not murder," said also, +"thou shalt keep holy the Sabbath day." But now +do you really think that all the multitude of coaches, +chariots, chaises, vis-a-vis, booby-hutches, sulkies, sociables, +phaetons, gigs, curricles, cabrioles, chairs, stages, pleasure-carts, +and horses, which crowd our roads; all those country-houses +within reach, to which the London friends pour in +to the gorgeous Sunday feast, which the servants are kept +from church to dress; all those public houses under the +signs of which you read these alluring words, <i>an ordinary +on Sundays</i>; I say, do you really believe that all those +houses and carriages are crammed with philosophers, who +go on Sunday into the country to admire the works of +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_253" id="Page_253">[Pg 253]</a></span> +nature, as you call it! Indeed, from the reeling gait of +some of them, when they go back at night, one might take +them for a certain sect called the tippling philosophers. +Then in answer to your charge, that a little tradesman +can do no good, it is not true; I must tell you that I belong +to the Sick Man's Friend, and to the Society for relieving +prisoners for small debts.</p> + +<p><i>Fantom.</i> I have no attention to spare for that business, +though I would pledge myself to produce a plan by which +the <i>national</i> debt might be paid off in six months; but all +yours are petty occupations.</p> + +<p><i>Trueman.</i> Then they are better suited to petty men of +petty fortune. I had rather have an ounce of real good +done with my own hands, and seen with my own eyes, than +speculate about doing a ton in a wild way, which I know +can never be brought about.</p> + +<p><i>Fantom.</i> I despise a narrow field. Oh, for the reign of +universal benevolence! I want to make all mankind good +and happy.</p> + +<p><i>Trueman.</i> Dear me! sure that must be a wholesale sort +of a job; had you not better try your hand at a town or a +parish first!</p> + +<p><i>Fantom.</i> Sir, I have a plan in my head for relieving the +miseries of the whole world. Every thing is bad as it now +stands. I would alter all the laws; and do away all the +religions, and put an end to all the wars in the world. I +would every where redress the injustice of fortune, or what +the vulgar call Providence. I would put an end to all +punishments; I would not leave a single prisoner on the +face of the globe. This is what I call doing things on a +grand scale. "A scale with a vengeance," said Trueman. +"As to releasing the prisoners, however, I do not so much +like that, as it would be liberating a few rogues at the expense +of all honest men; but as to the rest of your plans, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_254" id="Page_254">[Pg 254]</a></span> +if all Christian countries would be so good as to turn Christians, +it might be helped on a good deal. There would be +still misery enough left indeed; because God intended this +world should be earth and not heaven. But, sir, among all +your oblations, you must abolish human corruption before +you can make the world quite as perfect as you pretend. +You philosophers seem to me to be ignorant of the very +first seed and principle of misery—sin, sir, sin: your system +of reform is radically defective; for it does not comprehend +that sinful nature from which all misery proceeds. You +accuse government of defects which belong to man, to individual +man, and of course to man collectively. Among all +your reforms you must reform the human heart; you are +only hacking at the branches, without striking at the root. +Banishing impiety out of the world, would be like striking +off all the pounds from an overcharged bill; and all the +troubles which would be left, would be reduced to mere +shillings, pence, and farthings, as one may say."</p> + +<p><i>Fantom.</i> Your project would rivet the chains which mine +is designed to break.</p> + +<p><i>Trueman.</i> Sir, I have no projects. Projects are in general +the offspring of restlessness, vanity, and idleness. I +am too busy for projects, too contented for theories, and, I +hope, have too much honesty and humility for a philosopher. +The utmost extent of my ambition at present is, to +redress the wrongs of a parish apprentice who has been +cruelly used by his master; indeed I have another little +scheme, which is to prosecute a fellow in our street who has +suffered a poor wretch in a workhouse, of which he had the +care, to perish through neglect, and you must assist me.</p> + +<p><i>Fantom.</i> The parish must do that. You must not apply +to me for the redress of such petty grievances. I own that +the wrongs of the Poles and South Americans so fill my +mind as to leave me no time to attend to the petty sorrows +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_255" id="Page_255">[Pg 255]</a></span> +of workhouses and parish apprentices. It is provinces, empires, +continents, that the benevolence of the philosopher +embraces; every one can do a little paltry good to his next +neighbor.</p> + +<p><i>Trueman.</i> Every one can, but I do not see that every one +does. If they would, indeed, your business would be ready +done at your hands, and your grand ocean of benevolence +would be filled with the drops which private charity would +throw into it. I am glad, however, you are such a friend +to the prisoners, because I am just now getting a little subscription +from our club, to set free our poor old friend, Tom +Saunders, a very honest brother tradesman, who got first +into debt, and then into jail, through no fault of his own, +but merely through the pressure of the times. We have +each of us allowed a trifle every week toward maintaining +Tom's young family since he has been in prison; but we +think we shall do much more service to Saunders, and, indeed, +in the end, lighten our expense, by paying down at +once a little sum to restore him to the comforts of life, and +put him in the way of maintaining his family again. We +have made up the money all except five guineas; I am already +promised four, and you have nothing to do but give +me the fifth. And so for a single guinea, without any of +the trouble, the meetings, and the looking into his affairs, +which we have had; which, let me tell you, is the best, and +to a man of business, the dearest part of charity, you will +at once have the pleasure (and it is no small one) of helping +to save a worthy family from starving, of redeeming an +old friend from jail, and of putting a little of your boasted +benevolence into action. Realize! Master Fantom—there is +nothing like realizing. "Why, hark ye, Mr. Trueman," said +Fantom, stammering, and looking very black; "do not think +I value a guinea; no, sir, I despise money; <a class="corr" name="TC_12" id="TC_12" title="is">it</a> is trash; it is +dirt, and beneath the regard of a wise man. It is one of +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_256" id="Page_256">[Pg 256]</a></span> +the unfeeling inventions of artificial society. Sir, I could +talk to you for half a day on the abuse of riches, and on +my own contempt for money."</p> + +<p><i>Trueman.</i> O, pray do not give yourself the trouble; it +will be an easier way by half of vindicating yourself from +one, and of proving the other, just to put your hand in your +pocket and give me a guinea, without saying a word about +it; and then to you, who value time so much, and money +so little, it will cut the matter short. But come now (for I +see you will give nothing), I should be mighty glad to know +what is the sort of good you do yourself, since you always +object to what is done by others? "Sir," said Mr. Fantom; +"the object of a true philosopher is to diffuse light +and knowledge. I wish to see the whole world enlightened."</p> + +<p><i>Trueman.</i> Amen! if you mean with the light of the +gospel. But if you mean that one religion is as good as +another, and that no religion is best of all; and that we +shall become wiser and better by setting aside the very +means which Providence bestowed to make us wise and +good; in short, if you want to make the whole world +philosophers, why they had better stay as they are. But +as to the true light, I wish to reach the very lowest, and I +therefore bless God for charity-schools, as instruments of +diffusing it among the poor.</p> + +<p>Fantom, who had no reason to suspect that his friend +was going to call upon him for a subscription on this account, +ventured to praise them, saying, "I am no enemy to +these institutions. I would, indeed, change the object of +instruction, but I would have the whole world instructed."</p> + +<p>Here Mrs. Fantom, who, with her daughter, had quietly +sat by at their work, ventured to put in a word, a liberty +she seldom took with her husband, who, in his zeal to make +the whole world free and happy, was too prudent to include +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_257" id="Page_257">[Pg 257]</a></span> +his wife among the objects on whom he wished to confer +freedom and happiness. "Then, my dear," said she, "I +wonder you do not let your own servants be taught a little. +The maids can scarcely tell a letter, or say the Lord's Prayer, +and you know you will not allow them time to learn. William, +too, has never been at church since we came out of +town. He was at first very orderly and obedient, but now +he is seldom sober of an evening; and in the morning, +when he should be rubbing the tables in the parlor, he is +generally lolling upon them, and reading your little manual +of the new philosophy." "Mrs. Fantom," said her husband, +angrily, "you know that my labors for the public good +leave me little time to think of my own family. I must +have a great field; I like to do good to hundreds at once."</p> + +<p>"I am very glad of that, papa," said Miss Polly; "for +then I hope you will not refuse to subscribe to all those +pretty children at the Sunday School, as you did yesterday, +when the gentlemen came a begging, because that is the +very thing you were wishing for; there are two or three +hundred to be done good at once."</p> + +<p><i>Trueman.</i> Well, Mr. Fantom, you are a wonderful man +to keep up such a stock of benevolence at so small an expense. +To love mankind so dearly, and yet avoid all opportunities +of doing them good; to have such a noble zeal +for the millions, and to feel so little compassion for the +units; to long to free empires and enlighten kingdoms; and +yet deny instruction to your own village, and comfort to +your own family. Surely none but a philosopher could indulge +so much philanthropy and so much frugality at the +same time. But come, do assist me in a partition I am +making in our poor-house; between the old, whom I want +to have better fed, and the young, whom I want to have +more worked.</p> + +<p><i>Fantom.</i> Sir, my mind is so engrossed with the partition +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_258" id="Page_258">[Pg 258]</a></span> +of Poland, that I can not bring it down to an object of +such insignificance. I despise the man whose benevolence +is swallowed up in the narrow concerns of his own family, +or parish, or country.</p> + +<p><i>Trueman.</i> Well, now I have a notion that it is as well +to do one's own duty as the duty of another man; and +that to do good at home is as well as to do good abroad. +For my part, I had as lieve help Tom Saunders to freedom +as a Pole or a South American, though I should be very +glad to help them too. But one must begin to love somewhere; +and to do good somewhere; and I think it is as +natural to love one's own family, and to do good in one's +own neighborhood, as to any body else. And if every man +in every family, parish, and country, did the same, why +then all the schemes would meet, and the end of one parish, +where I was doing good, would be the beginning of another +parish where somebody else was doing good; so my +schemes would jut into my neighbor's; his projects would +unite with those of some other local reformer; and all would +fit with a sort of dove-tail exactness. And what is better, +all would join in forming a living comment on that practical +precept; "Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy +heart, and thy neighbor as thyself."</p> + +<p><i>Fantom.</i> Sir, a man of large views will be on the watch +for great occasions to prove his benevolence.</p> + +<p><i>Trueman.</i> Yes, sir; but if they are so distant that he can +not reach them, or so vast that he can not grasp them, he +may let a thousand little, snug, kind, good actions slip +through his fingers in the meanwhile; and so between the +great things that he can not do, and the little ones that he +will not do, life passes and nothing will be done.</p> + +<p>Just at this moment Miss Polly Fantom (whose mother +had gone out some time before) started up, let fall her +work, and cried out, "O, papa, do but look what a monstrous +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_259" id="Page_259">[Pg 259]</a></span> +great fire there is yonder on the common! If it were +the fifth of November I should think it were a bonfire. +Look how it blazes." "I see plain enough what it is," +said Mr. Fantom, sitting down again without the least emotion. +"It is Jenkins's cottage on fire." "What, poor John +Jenkins, who works in our garden, papa?" said the poor +girl, in great terror. "Do not be frightened, child," answered +Fantom; "we are safe enough; the wind blows the +other way. Why did you disturb us for such a trifle, as it +was so distant? Come, Mr. Trueman, sit down." "Sit +down!" said Mr. Trueman; "I am not a stock, nor a stone, +but a man, made of the same common nature with Jenkins, +whose house is burning. Come along—let us fly and help +him," continued he, running to the door in such haste that +he forgot to take his hat, though it hung just before him. +"Come, Mr. Fantom—come, my little dear; I wish your +mamma was here; I am sorry she went out just now; we +may all do some good; every body may be of some use at +a fire. Even you, Miss Polly, may save some of these poor +people's things in your apron, while your papa and I hand +the buckets." All this he said as he ran along with the +young lady in his hand, not doubting but Fantom and his +whole family were following close behind him. But the +present distress was neither grand enough nor far enough +from home to satisfy the wide-stretched benevolence of the +philosopher, who sat down within sight of the flames to +work at a new pamphlet, which now swallowed up his +whole soul, on Universal Benevolence.</p> + +<p>His daughter, indeed, who happily was not yet a philosopher, +with Mr. Trueman, followed by the maids, reached +the scene of distress. William Wilson, the footman, refused +to assist, glad of such an opportunity of being revenged +on Jenkins, whom he called a surly fellow, for presuming +to complain because William always purloined the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_260" id="Page_260">[Pg 260]</a></span> +best fruit for himself before he set it on his master's table. +Jenkins, also, whose duty it was to be out of doors, had refused +to leave his own work in the garden to do Will's work +in the house while he got drunk, or read the Rights of Man.</p> + +<p>The little dwelling of Jenkins burned very furiously. +Mr. Trueman's exertions were of the greatest service. He +directed the willing, and gave an example to the slothful. +By living in London, he had been more used to the calamity +of fire than the country people, and knew better what +was to be done. In the midst of the bustle he saw one +woman only who never attempted to be of the least use. +She ran backward and forward, wringing her hands, and +crying out in a tone of piercing agony, "Oh, my child! +my little Tommy! will no one save my Tommy?" Any +woman might have uttered the same words, but the look +which explained them could only come from a mother. +Trueman did not stay to ask if she were owner of the house, +and mother of the child. It was his way to do all the good +that could be done first, and then to ask questions. All he +said was, "Tell me which is the room?" The poor woman, +now speechless through terror, could only point up to a +little window in the thatch, and then sunk on the ground.</p> + +<p>Mr. Trueman made his way through a thick smoke, and +ran up the narrow staircase which the fire had not reached. +He got safely to the loft, snatched up the little creature, +who was sweetly sleeping in its poor hammock, and brought +him down naked in his arms: and as he gave him to the +half-distracted mother, he felt that her joy and gratitude +would have been no bad pay for the danger he had run, +even if no higher motive had set him to work. Poor Jenkins, +half stupefied by his misfortune, had never thought of +his child; and his wife, who expected every hour to make +him father to a second, had not been able to do any thing +toward saving little Tommy. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_261" id="Page_261">[Pg 261]</a></span></p> + +<p>Mr. Trueman now put the child into Miss Fantom's apron, +saying, "Did not I tell you, my dear, that every body could +be of use at a fire?" He then desired her to carry the +child home, and ordered the poor woman to follow her; +saying, he would return himself as soon as he had seen all +safe in the cottage.</p> + +<p>When the fire was quite out, and Mr. Trueman could be +of no further use, he went back to Mr. Fantom's. The +instant he opened the parlor door he eagerly cried out, +"Where is the poor woman, Mr. Fantom?" "Not in my +house, I assure you," answered the philosopher. "Give me +leave to tell you, it was a very romantic thing to send her +and her child to me; you should have provided for them at +once, like a prudent man." "I thought I had done so," +replied Trueman, "by sending them to the nearest and best +house in the parish, as the poor woman seemed to stand in +need of immediate assistance." "So immediate," said Fantom, +"that I would not let her come into my house, for +fear of what might happen. So I packed her off, with her +child in her arms, to the workhouse; with orders to the +overseers not to let her want for any thing."</p> + +<p>"And what right have you, Mr. Fantom," cried Trueman +in a high tone, "to expect that the overseers will be more +humane than yourself! But is it possible you can have sent +that helpless creature, not only to walk, but to carry a naked +child at such a time of night, to a place so distant, so ill +provided, and in such a condition? I hope at least you +have furnished them with clothes; for all their own little +stores were burnt." "Not I, indeed;" said Fantom. "What +is the use of parish officers, but to look after these petty +things?"</p> + +<p>It was Mr. Trueman's way, when he began to feel very +angry, not to allow himself to speak, "because," he used to +say, "if I give vent to my feelings, I am sure, by some +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_262" id="Page_262">[Pg 262]</a></span> +hasty word, to cut myself out work for repentance." So +without making any answer, or even changing his clothes, +which were very wet and dirty from having worked so hard +at the fire, he walked out again, having first inquired the +road the woman had taken. At the door he met Mrs. Fantom +returning from her visit. He told her his tale; which +she had no sooner heard, than she kindly resolved to accompany +him in search of Jenkins's wife. She had a wide +common to walk over before she could reach either the +workhouse or the nearest cottage. She had crawled along +with her baby as far as she was able; but having met with +no refreshment at Mr. Fantom's, and her strength quite +failing her, she had sunk down on the middle of the common. +Happily, Mr. Trueman and Mrs. Fantom came up +at this very time. The former had had the precaution to +bring a cordial, and the latter had gone back and stuffed +her pockets with old baby linen. Mr. Trueman soon procured +the assistance of a laborer, who happened to pass by, +to help him to carry the mother, and Mrs. Fantom carried +the little shivering baby.</p> + +<p>As soon as they were safely lodged, Mr. Trueman set off +in search of poor Jenkins, who was distressed to know what +was become of his wife and child; for having heard that +they were seen going toward Mr. Fantom's, he despaired of +any assistance from that quarter. Mr. Trueman felt no +small satisfaction in uniting this poor man to his little +family. There was something very moving in this meeting, +and in the pious gratitude they expressed for their deliverance. +They seemed to forget they had lost their all, in the +joy they felt that they had not lost each other. And some +disdainful great ones might have smiled to see so much +rapture expressed at the safety of a child born to no inheritance +but poverty. These are among the feelings with +which Providence sometimes overpays the want of wealth. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_263" id="Page_263">[Pg 263]</a></span> +The good people also poured out prayers and blessings on +their deliverer, who, not being a philosopher, was no more +ashamed of praying with them than he had been of working +for them. Mr. Trueman, while assisting at the fire, had +heard that Jenkins and his wife were both very honest, and +very pious people; so he told them he would not only pay +for their new lodgings, but undertook to raise a little subscription +among his friends at the Cat and Bagpipes toward +rebuilding their cottage; and further engaged that if they +would promise to bring up the child in the fear of God, he +would stand godfather.</p> + +<p>This exercise of Christian charity had given such a cheerful +flow to Mr. Trueman's spirits, that long before he got +home he had lost every trace of ill-humor. "Well, Mr. +Fantom," said he gayly, as he opened the door, "now do +tell me how you could possibly refuse going to help me to +put out the fire at poor Jenkins's?" "Because," said Fantom, +"I was engaged, sir, in a far nobler project than putting +out a fire in a little thatched cottage. Sir, I was contriving +to put out a fire too; a conflagration of a far more +dreadful kind—a fire, sir, in the extinction of which universal +man is concerned—I was contriving a scheme to extinguish +the fires of the Inquisition." "Why, man, they +don't blaze that I know of," retorted Trueman. "I own, +that of all the abominable engines which the devil ever invented +to disgrace religion and plague mankind, that Inquisition +was the very worst. But I do not believe popery +has ventured at these diabolical tricks since the earthquake +at Lisbon, so that a bucket of real water, carried to the real +fire at Jenkins's cottage, would have done more good than +a wild plan to put out an imaginary flame which no longer +burns. And let me tell you, sir, dreadful as that evil was, +God can send his judgments on other sins besides superstition; +so it behoves us to take heed of the other extreme +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_264" id="Page_264">[Pg 264]</a></span> +or we may have our earthquakes too." "The hand of God +is not shortened, sir, that it can not destroy, any more than +it can not save. In the meantime, I must repeat it; you +and I are rather called upon to serve a neighbor from +perishing in the flames of his house, just under our own +window, than to write about the fires of the Inquisition; +which, if fear, or shame, or the restoration of common +sense had not already put out, would have hardly received +a check from such poor hands as you and I."</p> + +<p>"Sir," said Fantom, "Jenkins is an impertinent fellow; +and I owe him a grudge, because he says he had rather forfeit +the favor of the best master in England than work in +my garden on a Sunday. And when I ordered him to read +the Age of Reason, instead of going to church, he refused +to work for me at all, with some impertinent hint about +God and Mammon."</p> + +<p>"Oh, did he so?" said Mr. Trueman. "Now I <i>will</i> stand +godfather to his child, and made him a handsome present +into the bargain. Indeed, Mr. Fantom, a man must be a +philosopher with a vengeance, if when he sees a house on +fire, he stays to consider whether the owner has offended +him. Oh, Mr. Fantom, I will forgive you still, if you will +produce me, out of all your philosophy, such a sentence as +'Love your enemy—do good to them that hate you—if +thine enemy hunger, feed him; if he thirst, give him +drink;' I will give up the blessed gospel for the Age of +Reason, if you will only bring me one sentiment equivalent +to this."</p> + +<p>Next day Mr. Trueman was obliged to go to London on +business, but returned soon, as the time he had allotted to +spend with Mr. Fantom was not yet elapsed. He came +down the sooner indeed, that he might bring a small sum +of money which the gentlemen at the Cat and Bagpipes had +cheerfully subscribed for Jenkins. Trueman did not forget +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_265" id="Page_265">[Pg 265]</a></span> +to desire his wife to make up also a quantity of clothing for +this poor family, to which he did not neglect to add a +parcel of good books, which, indeed, always made a part of +his charities; as he used to say, there was something cruel +in the kindness which was anxious to relieve the bodies of +men, but was negligent of their souls. He stood in person +to the new-born child, and observed with much pleasure, +that Jenkins and his wife thought a christening, not a season +for merry-making, but a solemn act of religion. And they +dedicated their infant to his Maker with becoming seriousness.</p> + +<p>Trueman left the cottage and got back to Mr. Fantom's, +just as the family were going to sit down to dinner, as he +had promised.</p> + +<p>When they sat down, Mr. Fantom was not a little out of +humor to see his table in some disorder. William was also +rather more negligent than usual. If the company called +for bread, he gave them beer, and he took away the clean +plates, and gave them dirty ones. Mr. Fantom soon discovered +that his servant was very drunk; he flew into a +violent passion, and ordered him out of the room, charging +that he should not appear in his presence in that condition. +William obeyed; but having slept an hour or two, and got +about half sober, he again made his appearance. His master +gave him a most severe reprimand, and called him an +idle, drunken, vicious fellow. "Sir," said William, very +pertly, "if I do get drunk now and then, I only do it for +the good of my country, and in obedience to your wishes." +Mr. Fantom, thoroughly provoked, now began to scold him +in words not fit to be repeated; and asked him what he +meant. "Why, sir," said William, "you are a philosopher +you know; and I have often overheard you say to your +company, that private vices are public benefits; and so I +thought that getting drunk was as pleasant a way of doing +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_266" id="Page_266">[Pg 266]</a></span> +good to the public as any, especially when I could oblige +my master at the same time."</p> + +<p>"Get out of my house," said Mr. Fantom, in a great rage. +"I do not desire to stay a moment longer," said William, +"so pay me my wages." "Not I, indeed," replied the +master; "nor will I give you a character; so never let me +see your face again." William took his master at his word, +and not only got out of the house, but went out of the country +too as fast as possible. When they found he was really +gone, they made a hue-and-cry, in order to detain him till +they examined if he had left every thing in the house as he +had found it. But William had got out of reach, knowing +he could not stand such a scrutiny. On examination, Mr. +Fantom found that all his old port was gone, and Mrs. Fantom +missed three of her best new spoons. William was +pursued, but without success; and Mr. Fantom was so +much discomposed that he could not for the rest of the day +talk on any subject but his wine and his spoons, nor harangue +on any project but that of recovering both by bringing +William to justice.</p> + +<p>Some days passed away, in which Mr. Fantom, having +had time to cool, began to be ashamed that he had been +betrayed into such ungoverned passion. He made the best +excuse he could; said no man was perfect, and though he +owned he had been too violent, yet still he hoped William +would be brought to the punishment he deserved. "In +the meantime," said Trueman, "seeing how ill philosophy +has agreed with your man, suppose you were to set about +teaching your maids a little religion?" Mr. Fantom coolly +replied, "that the impertinent retort of a drunken footman +could not spoil a system." "Your system, however, and +your own behavior," said Trueman, "have made that footman +a scoundrel, and you are answerable for his offenses." +"Not I, truly," said Fantom; "he has seen me do no +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_267" id="Page_267">[Pg 267]</a></span> +harm; he has neither seen me cheat, gamble, nor get +drunk; and I defy you to say I corrupt my servants. I am +a moral man, sir."</p> + +<p>"Mr. Fantom," said Trueman, "if you were to get drunk +every day, and game every night, you would, indeed, endanger +your own soul, and give a dreadful example to your +family; but great as those sins are, and God forbid that I +should attempt to lessen them! still they are not worse, +nay, they are not so bad, as the pestilent doctrines with +which you infect your house and your neighborhood. A +bad action is like a single murder. The consequence may +end with the crime, to all but the perpetrator; but a wicked +principle is throwing lighted gunpowder into a town; it is +poisoning a river; there are no bounds, no certainty, no +ends to its mischief. The ill effects of the worst action may +cease in time, and the consequences of your bad example +may end with your life; but souls may be brought to perdition +by a wicked principle after the author of it has been +dead for ages."</p> + +<p><i>Fantom.</i> You talk like an ignoramus who has never read +the new philosophy. All this nonsense of future punishment +is now done away. It is <i>our</i> benevolence which +makes us reject your creed; we can no more believe in a +Deity who permits so much evil in the present world, than +one who threatens eternal punishment in the next.</p> + +<p><i>Trueman.</i> What! shall mortal man be more merciful +than God? Do you pretend to be more compassionate +than that gracious Father who sent his own Son into the +world to die for sinners?</p> + +<p><i>Fantom.</i> You take all your notions of the Deity from the +vulgar views your Bible gives you of him. "To be sure I +do," said Trueman. "Can you tell me any way of getting +a better notion of him? I do not want any of your farthing-candle +philosophy in the broad sunshine of the gospel, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_268" id="Page_268">[Pg 268]</a></span> +Mr. Fantom. My Bible tells me that 'God is love;' +not merely loving, but <span class="smcap">love</span>. Now, do you think a Being, +whose very essence is love, would permit any misery among +his children here, if it was not to be, some way or other, or +some where or other, for their good? You forget, too, that +in a world where there is sin, there must be misery. Then, +too, I suppose, God permits this very misery, partly to exercise +the sufferers, and partly to try the prosperous; for by +trouble God corrects some and tries others. Suppose, now, +Tom Saunders had not been put in prison, you and I—no, +I beg pardon, <i>you</i> saved your guinea; well, then, our club +and I could not have shown our kindness in getting him +out; nor would poor Saunders himself have had an opportunity +of exercising his own patience and submission under +want and imprisonment. So you see one reason why God +permits misery is, that good men may have an opportunity +of lessening it." Mr. Fantom replied, "There is no object +which I have more at heart; I have, as I told you, a plan +in my head of such universal benevolence as to include the +happiness of all mankind." "Mr. Fantom," said Trueman, +"I feel that I have a general good will to all my brethren +of mankind; and if I had as much money in my purse as +love in my heart, I trust I should prove it. All I say is, +that, in a station of life where I can not do much, I am +more called upon to procure the happiness of a poor neighbor, +who has no one else to look to, than to form wild plans +for the good of mankind, too extensive to be accomplished, +and too chimerical to be put in practice. It is the height +of folly for a little ignorant tradesman to distract himself +with projecting schemes which require the wisdom of scholars, +the experience of statesmen, and the power of kings to +accomplish. I can not free whole countries, nor reform the +evils of society at large, but I <i>can</i> free an aggrieved wretch +in a workhouse; I <i>can</i> relieve the distresses of one of my +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_269" id="Page_269">[Pg 269]</a></span> +journeymen; and I <i>can</i> labor to reform myself and my own +family."</p> + +<p>Some weeks after this a letter was brought to Mr. Fantom +from his late servant, William, who had been turned +away for drunkenness, as related above, and who had also +robbed his master of some wine and some spoons. Mr. +Fantom, glancing his eye over the letter, said, "It is dated +from Chelmsford jail; that rascal has got into prison. I +am glad of it with all my heart; it is the fittest place for +such scoundrels. I hope he will be sent to Botany Bay, if +not hanged." "O, ho! my good friend," said Trueman; +"then I find that in abolishing all prisons you would just +let one stand for the accommodation of those who would +happen to rob <i>you</i>. General benevolence, I see, is compatible +with particular resentments, though individual kindness +is not consistent with universal philanthropy." Mr. Fantom +drily observed that he was not fond of jokes, and proceeded +to read the letter. It expressed an earnest wish that his +late master would condescend to pay him one visit in his +dark and doleful abode, as he wished to say a few words to +him before the dreadful sentence of the law, which had already +been pronounced, should be executed.</p> + +<p>"Let us go and see the poor fellow," said Trueman; "it +is but a morning's ride. If he is really so near his end it +would be cruel to refuse him." "Not I, truly," said Fantom; +"he deserves nothing at my hands but the halter he +is likely to meet with. Such port is not to be had for +money! and the spoons—part of my new dozen!" "As to +the wine," said Trueman, "I am afraid you must give that +up, but the only way to get any tidings of the spoons is to +go and hear what he has to say; I have no doubt but he +will make such a confession as may be very useful to others, +which, you know, is one grand advantage of punishments; +and, besides, we may afford him some little comfort." "As +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_270" id="Page_270">[Pg 270]</a></span> +to comfort, he deserves none from me," said Fantom; "and +as to his confessions, they can be of no use to me, but as +they give me a chance of getting my spoons; so I do not +much care if I do take a ride with you."</p> + +<p>When they came to the prison, Mr. Trueman's tender +heart sunk within him. He deplored the corrupt nature of +man, which makes such rigorous confinement indispensably +needful, not merely for the punishment of the offender, but +for the safety of society. Fantom, from mere trick and +habit, was just preparing a speech on benevolence, and the +cruelty of imprisonment; for he had a set of sentiments +collected from the new philosophy which he always kept +by him. The naming a man in power brought out the +ready cut and dried phrase against oppression. The idea +of rank included every vice, that of poverty every virtue; +and he was furnished with all the invectives against the +cruelty of laws, punishments, and prisons, which the new +lexicon has produced. But his mechanical benevolence was +suddenly checked; the recollection of his old port and his +new spoons cooled his ardor, and he went on without saying +a word.</p> + +<p>When they reached the cell where the unhappy William +was confined, they stopped at the door. The poor wretch +had thrown himself on the ground, as well as his chains +would permit. He groaned piteously, and was so swallowed +up with a sense of his own miseries, that he neither heard +the door open nor saw the gentlemen. He was attempting +to pray, but in an agony which made his words hardly intelligible. +Thus much they could make out—"God be +merciful to me a sinner, the chief of sinners!" then, suddenly +attempting to start up, but prevented by his irons, he +roared out, "O, God! thou canst <i>not</i> be merciful to me, for +I have denied thee; I have ridiculed my Saviour who died +for me; I have broken his laws; I have derided his word; +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_271" id="Page_271">[Pg 271]</a></span> +I have resisted his Spirit; I have laughed at that heaven +which is shut against me; I have denied the truth of those +torments which await me. To-morrow! to-morrow! O +for a longer space for repentance! O for a short reprieve +from hell!"</p> + +<p>Mr. Trueman wept so loud that it drew the attention of +the criminal, who now lifted up his eyes, and cast on his +late master a look so dreadful that Fantom wished for a +moment that he had given up all hope of the spoons, rather +than have exposed himself to such a scene. At length the +poor wretch said, in a low voice that would have melted +a heart of stone, "O, sir, are you there? I did indeed wish +to see you before my dreadful sentence is put in execution. +O, sir, to-morrow! to-morrow! But I have a confession to +make to you." This revived Mr. Fantom, who again ventured +to glance a hope at the spoons. "Sir," said William, +"I could not die without making my confession." "Ay, +and restitution, too, I hope," replied Fantom. "Where are +my spoons?" "Sir, they are gone with the rest of my +wretched booty. But oh, sir! those spoons make so petty +an article in my black account, that I hardly think of them. +Murder! sir—murder is the crime for which I am justly +doomed to die. O, sir, who can abide the anger of an offended +God? Who can dwell with everlasting burnings?" +As this was a question which even a philosopher could not +answer, Mr. Fantom was going to steal off, especially as he +now gave up all hope of the spoons; but William called +him back: "Stay, sir, I conjure you, as you will answer it +at the bar of God. You must hear the sins of which you +have been the occasion. You are the cause of my being +about to suffer a shameful death. Yes, sir, you made me +a drunkard, a thief, and a murderer." "How dare you, +William," cried Mr. Fantom, with great emotion, "accuse +me of being the cause of such horrid crimes?" "Sir," +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_272" id="Page_272">[Pg 272]</a></span> +answered the criminal, "from you I learned the principles +which lead to those crimes. By the grace of God I should +never have fallen into sins deserving of the gallows, if I +had not overheard you say there was no hereafter, no judgment, +no future reckoning. O, sir, there <i>is</i> a hell, dreadful, +inconceivable, eternal!" Here, through the excess of anguish, +the poor fellow fainted away. Mr. Fantom, who did +not at all relish this scene, said to his friend, "Well, sir, we +will go, if you please, for you see there is nothing to be +done."</p> + +<p>"Sir," replied Mr. Trueman, mournfully, "you may go +if you please, but I shall stay, for I see there is a great deal +to be done." "What!" rejoined the other, "do you think +it possible his life can be saved?" "No, indeed," said Trueman, +"but I hope it possible his soul may be saved!" "I +do not understand these things," said Fantom, making +toward the door. "Nor I, neither," said Trueman, "but as +a fellow-sinner, I am bound to do what I can for this poor +man. Do you go home, Mr. Fantom, and finish your treatise +on universal benevolence, and the blessed effects of +philosophy; and, hark ye, be sure you let the frontispiece +of your book represent <i>William on the gibbet</i>; that will be +what our minister calls a <span class="smcap">practical illustration</span>. You +know I hate theories; this is <i>realizing</i>; this is <span class="smcap">philosophy</span> +made easy to the meanest capacity. This is the precious +fruit which grows on that darling tree, so many slips of +which have been transplanted from that land of liberty of +which it is the native, but which, with all your digging, +planting, watering, dunging, and dressing, will, I trust, never +thrive in this blessed land of ours."</p> + +<p>Mr. Fantom sneaked off to finish his work at home, and +Mr. Trueman staid to finish his in the prison. He passed +the night with the wretched convict; he prayed with him +and for him, and read to him the penitential psalms, and +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_273" id="Page_273">[Pg 273]</a></span> +some portions of the gospel. But he was too humble and +too prudent a man to venture out of his depth by arguments +and consolations which he was not warranted to use; +this he left for the clergyman—but he pressed on William +the great duty of making the only amends now in his power +to those whom he had led astray. They then drew up the +following paper, which Mr. Trueman got printed, and gave +away at the place of execution:</p> + +<div class="letter"> +<p>THE LAST WORDS, CONFESSION, AND DYING SPEECH OF WILLIAM +WILSON, WHO WAS EXECUTED AT CHELMSFORD, FOR +MURDER.</p> + +<p>"I was bred up in the fear of God, and lived with credit +in many sober families, in which I was a faithful servant; +but being tempted by a little higher wages, I left a good +place to go and live with Mr. Fantom, who, however, made +good none of his fine promises, but proved a hard master. +Full of fine words and charitable speeches in favor of the +poor; but apt to oppress, overwork, and underpay them. +In his service I was not allowed time to go to church. +This troubled me at first, till I overheard my master say, +that going to church was a superstitious prejudice, and only +meant for the vulgar. Upon this I resolved to go no more, for +I thought there could not be two religions, one for the master +and one for the servant. Finding my master never prayed, I, +too, left off praying; this gave Satan great power over me, so +that I from that time fell into almost every sin. I was very +uneasy at first, and my conscience gave me no rest; but I +was soon reconciled by overhearing my master and another +gentleman say, that death was only an eternal sleep, and hell +and judgment were but an invention of priests to keep the poor +in order. I mention this as a warning to all masters and mistresses +to take care what they converse about while servants +are waiting at table. They can not tell how many souls +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_274" id="Page_274">[Pg 274]</a></span> +they have sent to perdition with such loose talk. The crime +for which I die is the natural consequence of the principles +I learned of my master. A rich man, indeed, who throws +off religion, may escape the gallows, because want does not +drive him to commit those crimes which lead to it; but +what shall restrain a needy man, who has been taught that +there is no dreadful reckoning? Honesty is but a dream without +the awful sanctions of heaven and hell. Virtue is but +a shadow, if it be stripped of the terrors and promises of the +gospel. Morality is but an empty name, if it be destitute +of the principle and power of Christianity. O, my dear +fellow servants! take warning by my sad fate; never be +tempted away from a sober service for the sake of a little +more wages; never venture your immortal souls to houses +where God is not feared. And now hear me, O my God! +though I have blasphemed thee! Forgive me, O my Saviour! +though I have denied thee! O Lord, most holy! O +God, most mighty! deliver me from the bitter pains of eternal +death, and receive my soul, for His sake who died for +sinners.</p> + +<p class="sig"><span class="smcap">"William Wilson."</span></p> +</div> + +<p>Mr. Trueman would never leave this poor penitent till he +was launched into eternity, but he attended him with the +minister in the cart. This pious clergyman never cared to +say what he thought of William's state. When Mr. Trueman +ventured to mention his hope, that though his penitence +was late, yet it was sincere, and spoke of the dying thief +on the cross as a ground of encouragement, the minister +with a very serious look, made this answer: "Sir, +that instance is too often brought forward on occasions to +which it does not apply: I do not choose to say any thing +to your application of it in the present case, but I will +answer you in the words of a good man speaking of the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_275" id="Page_275">[Pg 275]</a></span> +penitent thief: 'There is <i>one</i> such instance given that nobody +might despair, and there is <i>but</i> one, that nobody might +presume.'"</p> + +<p>Poor William was turned off just a quarter before eleven; +and may the Lord have mercy on his soul!</p> + + +<hr class="chapbreak" /> +<div><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_276" id="Page_276">[Pg 276]</a></span></div> + +<h2><a name="THE_TWO_WEALTHY_FARMERS" id="THE_TWO_WEALTHY_FARMERS"></a>THE TWO WEALTHY FARMERS, +<span class="subheading"><br />OR, THE HISTORY OF MR. BRAGWELL.</span> +</h2> + +<hr class="decobreak" /> +<h3>PART I.—THE VISIT.</h3> + + +<p>Mr. Bragwell and Mr. Worthy happened to meet last +year at Weyhill fair. They were glad to see each other, as +they had but seldom met of late; Mr. Bragwell having removed +some years before from Mr. Worthy's neighborhood, +to a distant village where he had bought an estate.</p> + +<p>Mr. Bragwell was a substantial farmer and grazier. He +had risen in the world by what worldly men call a run of +good fortune. He had also been a man of great industry; +that is, he had paid a diligent and constant attention to his +own interest. He understood business, and had a knack of +turning almost every thing to his own advantage. He had +that sort of sense which good men call cunning, and knaves +call wisdom. He was too prudent ever to do any thing so +wrong that the law could take hold of him; yet he was +not over scrupulous about the morality of an action, when +the prospect of enriching himself by it was very great, and +the chance of hurting his character was small. The corn +he sent home to his customers was not always quite so good +as the samples he had produced at market; and he now +and then forgot to name some capital blemish in the horses +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_277" id="Page_277">[Pg 277]</a></span> +he sold at fair. He scorned to be guilty of the petty fraud +of cheating in weights and measures, for he thought that +was a beggarly sin; but he valued himself on his skill in +making a bargain, and fancied it showed his superior knowledge +of the world to take advantage of the ignorance of a +dealer.</p> + +<p>It was his constant rule to undervalue every thing he +was about to buy, and to overvalue every thing he was +about to sell; but as he seldom lost sight of his discretion, +he avoided every thing that was very shameful; so that he +was considered merely as a hard dealer, and a keen hand at +a bargain. Now and then when he had been caught in +pushing his own advantage too far, he contrived to get out +of the scrape by turning the whole into a jest, saying it was +a good take in, a rare joke, and he had only a mind to +divert himself with the folly of his neighbor, who could be +so easily imposed on.</p> + +<p>Mr. Bragwell, however, in his way, set a high value on +his character: not indeed that he had a right sense of its +worth; he did not consider reputation as desirable because +it increases influence, and for that reason strengthens the +hands of a good man, and enlarges his sphere of usefulness: +but he made the advantage of reputation, as well as +of every other good, center in himself. Had he observed +a strict attention to principle, he feared he should not have +got on so fast in the world as those do who consult expediency +rather than probity, while, without a certain degree +of character, he knew also, that he should forfeit that confidence +which put other men in his power, and would set +them as much on their guard against him, as he, who +thought all mankind pretty much alike, was on his guard +against them.</p> + +<p>Mr. Bragwell had one favorite maxim; namely, that a +man's success in life was a sure proof of his wisdom: and +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_278" id="Page_278">[Pg 278]</a></span> +that all failure and misfortune was the consequence of a man's +own folly. As this opinion was first taken up by him from +vanity and ignorance, so it was more and more confirmed +by his own prosperity. He saw that he himself had succeeded +greatly without either money or education to begin +with, and he therefore now despised every man, however +excellent his character or talents might be, who had not +the same success in life. His natural disposition was not +particularly bad, but prosperity had hardened his heart. +He made his own progress in life the rule by which the +conduct of all other men was to be judged, without any allowance +for their peculiar disadvantages, or the visitations +of Providence. He thought, for his part, that every man +of sense could command success on his undertakings, and +control and dispose the events of his own life.</p> + +<p>But though he considered those who had had less success +than himself as no better than fools, yet he did not extend +this opinion to Mr. Worthy, whom he looked upon not +only as a good but a wise man. They had been bred up +when children in the same house; but with this difference, +that Worthy was the nephew of the master, and Bragwell +the son of the servant.</p> + +<p>Bragwell's father had been plowman in the family of +Mr. Worthy's uncle, a sensible man who farmed a small +estate of his own, and who, having no children, bred up +young Worthy as his son, instructed him in the business +of husbandry, and at his death left him his estate. The +father of Worthy was a pious clergyman, who lived with +his brother the farmer, in order to help out a narrow income. +He had bestowed much pains on the instruction of +his son, and used frequently to repeat to him a saying, which +he had picked up in a book written by one of the greatest +men this country ever produced—That there were two +things with which every man ought to be acquainted, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_279" id="Page_279">[Pg 279]</a></span> +<span class="smcap">Religion, and his own business</span>. While he therefore took +care that his son should be made an excellent farmer, he +filled up his leisure hours in improving his mind: so that +young Worthy had read more good books, and understood +them better, than most men in his station. His reading, +however, had been chiefly confined to husbandry and divinity, +the two subjects which were of the most immediate +importance to him.</p> + +<p>The reader will see by this time that Mr. Bragwell and +Mr. Worthy were as likely to be as opposite to each other +as two men could well be, who were nearly of the same +age and condition, and who were neither of them without +credit in the world. Bragwell indeed made far the greater +figure; for he liked to <i>cut a dash</i>, as he called it. It was +his delight to make the ancient gentry of the neighborhood +stare, at seeing a grazier vie with them in show, and exceed +them in expense. And while it was the study of Worthy +to conform to his station, and to set a good example to +those about him, it was the delight of Bragwell to eclipse, +in his way of life, men of larger fortune. He did not see +how much his vanity raised the envy of his inferiors, the +ill-will of his equals, and the contempt of his betters.</p> + +<p>His wife was a notable stirring woman, but vain, violent, +and ambitious; very ignorant, and very high-minded. She +had married Bragwell before he was worth a shilling, and +as she had brought him a good deal of money, she thought +herself the grand cause of his rising in the world; and +thence took occasion to govern him most completely. +Whenever he ventured to oppose her, she took care to put +him in mind that he owed every thing to her; that had it +not been for her, he might still have been stumping after a +plow-tail, or serving hogs in old Worthy's farm-yard; but +that it was she who made a gentleman of him. In order +to set about making him a gentleman, she had begun by +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_280" id="Page_280">[Pg 280]</a></span> +teasing him till he had turned away all his poor relations +who worked on the farm; she next drew him off from +keeping company with his old acquaintances, and at last +persuaded him to remove from the place where he had got +his money. Poor woman! she had not sense and virtue +enough to see how honorable it is for a man to raise himself +in the world by fair means, and then to help forward +his poor relations and friends; engaging their services by +his kindness, and endeavoring to turn his own advancement +in life to the best account, and of making it the instrument +of assisting those who had a natural claim to his protection.</p> + +<p>Mrs. Bragwell was an excellent mistress, according to her +own notions of excellence; for no one could say she ever +lost an opportunity of scolding a servant, or was ever guilty +of the weakness of overlooking a fault. Toward her two +daughters her behavior was far otherwise. In them she +could see nothing but perfections, but her extravagant +fondness for these girls was full as much owing to pride as +to affection. She was bent on making a family, and having +found out that she was too ignorant, and too much +trained to the habits of getting money, ever to hope to +make a figure herself, she looked to her daughters as the +persons who were to raise the family of the Bragwells; +and to this hope she foolishly submitted to any drudgery +for their sakes and bore every kind of impertinence from +them.</p> + +<p>The first wish of her heart was to set them above their +neighbors; for she used to say, what was the use of having +substance, if her daughters might not carry themselves +above girls who had nothing? To do her justice, she herself +would be about early and late to see that the business of +the house was not neglected. She had been bred to great +industry, and continued to work when it was no longer necessary, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_281" id="Page_281">[Pg 281]</a></span> +both from early habit, and the desire of heaping +up money for her daughters. Yet her whole notion of +gentility was, that it consisted in being rich and idle; and, +though she was willing to be a drudge herself, she resolved +to make her daughters gentlewomen on this principle. To +be well dressed, to eat elegantly, and to do nothing, or +nothing which is of any use, was what she fancied distinguished +people in genteel life. And this is too common +a notion of a fine education among a certain class; they +do not esteem things by their use, but by their show. +They estimate the value of their children's education by +the money it costs, and not by the knowledge and goodness +it bestows. People of this stamp often take a pride in the +expense of learning, instead of taking pleasure in the advantage +of it. And the silly vanity of letting others see that they +can afford any thing, often sets parents on letting their +daughters learn not only things of no use, but things which +may be really hurtful in their situation; either by setting +them above their proper duties, or by taking up their time +in a way inconsistent with them.</p> + +<p>Mrs. Bragwell sent her daughters to a boarding-school, +where she instructed them to hold up their heads as high +as any body; to have more spirit than <i>to be put upon</i> by +any one; never to be pitiful about money, but rather to +show that they could afford to spend with the best; to keep +company with the richest and most fashionable girls in the +school, and to make no acquaintance with the farmers' +daughters.</p> + +<p>They came home at the usual age of leaving school, with +a large portion of vanity grafted on their native ignorance. +The vanity was added, but the ignorance was not taken +away. Of religion they could not possibly learn any thing, +since none was taught, for at that place Christianity was +considered as a part of education which belonged only to +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_282" id="Page_282">[Pg 282]</a></span> +charity schools. They went to church indeed once a Sunday, +yet effectually to counteract any benefit such an attendance +might produce, it was the rule of the school that +they should use only French prayer-books; of course, such +superficial scholars as the Miss Bragwells would always be +literally praying in an unknown tongue; while girls of better +capacity and more industry would infallibly be picking +out the nominative case, the verb, and a participle of a +foreign language, in the solemn act of kneeling before the +Father of Spirits, "who searcheth the heart and trieth the +reins." During the remainder of the Sunday they learned +their worldly tasks, all except actual needle-work, which +omission alone marked the distinction of Sunday from other +days; and the governess being a French Roman Catholic, +it became a doubtful point with some people, whether her +zeal or her negligence in the article of religion would be +most to the advantage of her pupils. Of knowledge the +Miss Bragwells had got just enough to laugh at their fond +parents' rustic manners and vulgar language, and just +enough taste to despise and ridicule every girl who was not +as vainly dressed as themselves.</p> + +<p>The mother had been comforting herself for the heavy +expense of their bringing up, by looking forward to the +pleasure of seeing them become fine ladies, and the pride +of marrying them above their station; and to this hope she +constantly referred in all her conversations with them; assuring +them that all her happiness depended on their future +elevation.</p> + +<p>Their father hoped, with far more judgment, that they +would be a comfort to him both in sickness and in health. +He had no learning himself, and could write but poorly, and +owed what skill he had in figures to his natural turn of business. +He reasonably hoped that his daughters, after all the +money he had spent on them, would now write his letters +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_283" id="Page_283">[Pg 283]</a></span> +and keep his accounts. And as he was now and then laid up +with a fit of the gout, he was enjoying the prospect of having +two affectionate children to nurse him, as well as two +skillful assistants to relieve him.</p> + +<p>When they came home, however, he had the mortification +to find, that though he had two smart showy ladies to +visit him, he had neither dutiful daughters to nurse him, nor +faithful stewards to keep his books, nor prudent children to +manage his house. They neither soothed him by their +kindness when he was sick, nor helped him by their industry +when he was busy. They thought the maid might take +care of him in the gout as she did before; for they fancied +that nursing was a coarse and servile employment; and as +to their skill in ciphering he soon found, to his cost, that +though they knew how to <i>spend</i> both pounds, shillings, and +pence, yet they did not know how so well to cast them up. +Indeed it is to be regretted that women in general, especially +in the middle class, are so little grounded in so indispensable, +solid, and valuable an acquirement as arithmetic.</p> + +<p>Mrs. Bragwell being one day very busy in preparing a +great dinner for the neighbors, ventured to request her +daughters to assist in making the pastry. They asked her +with a scornful smile, whether she had sent them to a boarding +school to learn to cook; and added, that they supposed +she would expect them next to make hasty-puddings for +the hay-makers. So saying, they coolly marched off to their +music. When the mother found her girls too polite to be +of any use, she would take comfort in observing how her +parlor was set out with their filagree and flowers, their +embroidery and cut paper. They spent the morning in bed, +the noon in dressing, the evening at the <a class="corr" name="TC_13" id="TC_13" title="harpsicord">harpsichord</a>, and the +night in reading novels.</p> + +<p>With all these fine qualifications it is easy to suppose, +that as they despised their sober duties, they no less despised +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_284" id="Page_284">[Pg 284]</a></span> +their plain neighbors. When they could not get to +a horse-race, a petty-ball, or a strolling play, with some company +as idle and as smart as themselves, they were driven for +amusement to the circulating library. Jack, the plow-boy, +on whom they had now put a livery jacket, was employed +half his time in trotting backward and forward with the +most wretched trash the little neighboring bookshop could +furnish. The choice was often left to Jack, who could not +read, but who had general orders to bring all the new +things, and a great many of them.</p> + +<p>It was a misfortune, that at the school at which they had +been bred, and at some others, there was no system of education +which had any immediate reference to the station of life +to which the girls chiefly belonged. As persons in the middle +line, for want of that acquaintance with books, and with +life and manners, which the great possess, do not always see +the connection between remote consequences and their causes, +the evils of a corrupt and inappropriate system of education +do not strike <i>them</i> so forcibly; and provided <i>they +can pay for it</i>, which is made the grand criterion between +the fit and the unfit, they are too little disposed to consider +the value, or rather the worthlessness, of the thing which is +paid for: but literally go on to <i>give their money for that +which is not bread.</i></p> + +<p>Their subsequent course of reading serves to establish all +the errors of their education. Instead of such books as +might help to confirm and strengthen them in all the virtues +of their station, in humility, economy, meekness, contentment, +self-denial, and industry; the studies now adopted +are, by a graft on the old stock, made to grow on the habits +acquired at school. Of those novels and plays which are +so eagerly devoured by persons of this description, there +is perhaps scarce one which is not founded upon principles +which would lead young women of the middle ranks +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_285" id="Page_285">[Pg 285]</a></span> +to be discontented with their station. It is <i>rank</i>—it is +<i>elegance</i>—it is <i>beauty</i>—it is <i>sentimental feelings</i>—it is <i>sensibility</i>—it +is some needless, or some superficial, or some +hurtful quality, even in that fashionable person to whom the +author ascribes it, which is the ruling principle. This quality +transferred into the heart and the conduct of an illiterate +woman in an inferior station, becomes absurdity, becomes +sinfulness.</p> + +<p>Things were in this state in the family we are describing, +or rather growing worse; for idleness and vanity are never +at a stand; when these two wealthy farmers, Bragwell and +Worthy, met at Weyhill fair, as was said before. After +many hearty salutations had passed between them, it was +agreed that Mr. Bragwell should spend the next day with +his old friend whose house was not many miles distant. +Bragwell invited himself in the following manner: "We +have not had a comfortable day's chat for years," said he; +"and as I am to look at a drove of lean beasts in your +neighborhood, I will take a bed at your house, and we will +pass the evening debating as we used to do. You know I +always loved a bit of an argument, and am not reckoned to +make the worst figure at our club. I had not, to be sure, +such good learning as you had, because your father was a +parson, and you got it for nothing; but I can bear my part +pretty well for all that. When any man talks to me about +his learning, I ask if it has helped him to get a good estate; +if he says no, then I would not give him a rush for it; for +of what use is all the learning in the world, if it does not +make a man rich? But as I was saying, I will come and +see you to-morrow; but now don't let your wife put herself +in a fuss for me: don't alter your own plain way; for I am +not proud, I assure you, nor above my old friends; though +I thank God, I am pretty well in the world."</p> + +<p>To all this flourishing speech Mr. Worthy coolly answered, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_286" id="Page_286">[Pg 286]</a></span> +that certainly worldly prosperity ought never make +any man proud, since it is God who giveth strength to get +riches, and without his blessing, <i>'tis in vain to rise up early, +and to eat the bread of carefulness</i>.</p> + +<p>About the middle of the next day Mr. Bragwell reached +Mr. Worthy's neat and pleasant dwelling. He found every +thing in the reverse of his own. It had not so many ornaments, +but it had more comforts. And when he saw his +friend's good old-fashioned arm-chair in a warm corner, he +gave a sigh to think how his own had been banished to +make room for his daughter's piano-forte. Instead of made +flowers in glass cases, and tea-chests and screens too fine to +be used, which he saw at home, and about which he was +cautioned, and scolded as often as he came near them; his +daughters watching his motions with the same anxiety as +they would have watched the motions of a cat in a china +shop. Instead of this, I say, he saw some neat shelves of +good books for the service of the family, and a small medicine +chest for the benefit of the poor.</p> + +<p>Mrs. Worthy and her daughters had prepared a plain but +neat and good dinner. The tarts were so excellent that +Bragwell felt a secret kind of regret that his own daughters +were too genteel to do any thing so very useful. Indeed +he had been always unwilling to believe that any thing +which was very proper and very necessary, could be so extremely +vulgar and unbecoming as his daughters were always +declaring it to be. And his late experience of the +little comfort he found at home, inclined him now still more +strongly to suspect that things were not so right there as +he had been made to suppose. But it was in vain to speak; +for his daughters constantly stopped his mouth by a favorite +saying of theirs, which equally indicated affectation and +vulgarity, that it was better to be out of the world than out +of the fashion. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_287" id="Page_287">[Pg 287]</a></span></p> + +<p>Soon after dinner the women went out to their several +employments; and Mr. Worthy being left alone with his +guest, the following discourse took place:</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> You have a couple of sober, pretty looking +girls, Worthy; but I wonder they don't tiff off a little more. +Why, my girls have as much, fat and flour on their heads +as would half maintain my reapers in suet pudding.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Mr. Bragwell, in the management of my family, +I don't consider what I might afford only, though that is +one great point; but I consider also what is needful and +becoming in a man of my station; for there are so many +useful ways of laying out money, that I feel as if it were a +sin to spend one unnecessary shilling. Having had the blessing +of a good education myself I have been able to give +the like advantage to my daughters. One of the best lessons +I have taught them is, to know themselves; and one +proof that they have learned this lesson is, that they are not +above any of the duties of their station. They read and +write well, and when my eyes are bad, they keep my accounts +in a very pretty manner. If I had put them to learn +what you call <i>genteel things</i>, these might have been of no +use to them, and so both time and money thrown away; or +they might have proved worse than nothing to them by leading +them into wrong notions, and wrong company. Though +we do not wish them to do the laborious parts of the dairy +work, yet they always assist their mother in the <a class="corr" name="TC_14" id="TC_14" title="managment">management</a> +of it. As to their appearance, they are every day nearly as +you see them now, and on Sunday they are very neatly +dressed, but it is always in a decent and modest way. There +are no lappets, fringes, furbelows, and tawdry ornaments; +no trains, turbans, and flounces, fluttering about my cheese +and butter. And I should feel no vanity, but much mortification, +if a stranger, seeing Farmer Worthy's daughters at +church, should ask who those fine ladies were. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_288" id="Page_288">[Pg 288]</a></span></p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Now I own I should like to have such a question +asked concerning my daughters; I like to make people +stare and envy. It makes one feel one-self somebody. I +never feel the pleasure of having handsome things so much +as when I see they raise curiosity; and enjoy the envy of +others as a fresh evidence of my own prosperity. But as +to yourself, to be sure, you best know what you can afford; +and indeed that there is some difference between your daughters +and the Miss Bragwells.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> For my part, before I engage in any expense, I +always ask myself these two short questions; First, can I +afford it? Secondly, is it proper for me?</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Do you so? Now I own I ask myself but one; +for if I find I can afford it, I take care to make it proper +for me. If I can pay for a thing, no one has a right to +hinder me from having it.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Certainly. But a man's own prudence, his love +of propriety and sense of duty, ought to prevent him from +doing an improper thing, as effectually as if there were +somebody to hinder him.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Now, I think a man is a fool who is hindered +from having any thing he has a mind to; unless indeed, he +is in want of money to pay for it. I am no friend to debt. +A poor man must want on.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> But I hope my children have not learned to +want any thing which is not proper for them. They are +very industrious; they attend to business all day, and in +the evening they sit down to their work and a good book. +I take care that neither their reading nor conversation shall +excite any desires or tastes unsuitable to their condition. +They have little vanity, because the kind of knowledge they +have is of too sober a sort to raise admiration; and from +that vanity which attends a little smattering of frivolous +accomplishments, I have secured them, by keeping them in +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_289" id="Page_289">[Pg 289]</a></span> +total ignorance of all such. I think they live in the fear of +God. I trust they are humble and pious, and I am sure +they seem cheerful and happy. If I am sick, it is pleasant +to see them dispute which shall wait upon me; for they +say the maid can not do it so tenderly as themselves.</p> + +<p>This part of the discourse staggered Bragwell. An involuntary +tear rushed into his eye. Vain as he was, he +could not help feeling what a difference a religious and a +worldly education made on the heart, and how much the +former regulated even the natural temper. Another thing +which surprised him was, that these girls living a life of +domestic piety, without any public diversions, should be so +very cheerful and happy; while his own daughters, who +were never contradicted, and were indulged with continual +amusements, were always sullen and ill tempered. That +they who were more humored, should be less grateful, and +they who were more amused less happy, disturbed him +much. He envied Worthy the tenderness of his children, +though he would not own it, but turned it off thus:</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> But my girls are too smart to make mops of, +that is the truth. Though ours is a lonely village, it is +wonderful to see how soon they get the fashions. What +with the descriptions in the magazines, and the pictures in +the pocket-books, they have them in a twinkling and out-do +their patterns all to nothing. I used to take in the <i>Country +Journal</i>, because it was useful enough to see how oats +went, the time of high water, and the price of stocks. But +when my ladies came home, forsooth, I was soon wheedled +out of that, and forced to take a London paper, that tells a +deal about the caps and feathers, and all the trumpery of +the quality, and the French dress, and the French undress. +When I want to know what hops are a bag, they are snatching +the paper to see what violet soap is a pound. And as +to the dairy, they never care how cow's milk goes, as long +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_290" id="Page_290">[Pg 290]</a></span> +as they can get some stuff which they call milk of roses. +Seeing them disputing violently the other day about cream +and butter, I thought it a sign they were beginning to care +for the farm, till I found it was cold cream for the hands, +and jessamine butter for the hair.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> But do your daughters never read?</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Read! I believe they do too. Why our Jack, +the plow-boy, spends half his time in going to a shop in +our market town, where they let out books to read, with +marble covers. And they sell paper with all manner of +colors on the edges, and gim-cracks, and powder-puffs, and +wash-balls, and cards without any pips, and every thing in +the world that's genteel and of no use. 'Twas but the other +day I met Jack with a basket full of these books; so having +some time to spare, I sat down to see a little what they +were about.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Well, I hope you there found what was likely +to improve your daughters, and teach them the true use of +time.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> O, as to that, you are pretty much out. I +could make neither head nor tail of it; it was neither fish, +flesh, nor good red-herring; it was all about my lord, and +Sir Harry, and the captain. But I never met with such +nonsensical fellows in my life. Their talk was no more like +that of my old landlord, who was a lord you know, nor the +captain of our fencibles, than chalk is like cheese. I was +fairly taken in at first, and began to think I had got hold +of a <i>godly</i> book; for there was a deal about hope and despair, +and death, and heaven, and angels, and torments, and +everlasting happiness. But when I got a little on, I found +there was no meaning in all these words, or if any, it was a +bad meaning. Eternal misery, perhaps, only meant a +moment's disappointment about a bit of a letter; and everlasting +happiness meant two people talking nonsense together +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_291" id="Page_291">[Pg 291]</a></span> +for five minutes. In short, I never met with such a +pack of lies. The people talk such wild gibberish as no +folks in their sober senses ever did talk; and the things that +happen to them are not like the things that ever happen to +me or any of my acquaintance. They are at home one +minute, and beyond sea the next; beggars to-day, and lords +to-morrow; waiting-maids in the morning, and <a class="corr" name="TC_15" id="TC_15" title="dutchesses">duchesses</a> +at night. Nothing happens in a natural gradual way, as it +does at home; they grow rich by the stroke of a wand, and +poor by the magic of a word; the disinherited orphan of +this hour is the overgrown heir of the next; now a bride +and bridegroom turn out to be brother and sister, and the +brother and sister prove to be no relations at all. You and +I, master Worthy, have worked hard many years, and think +it very well to have scraped a trifle of money together; you, +a few hundreds, I suppose, and I a few thousands. But one +would think every man in these books had the bank of England +in his 'scrutoire. Then there is another thing which +I never met with in true life. We think it pretty well, you +know, if one has got one thing, and another has got another. +I will tell you how I mean. You are reckoned sensible, +our parson is learned, the squire is rich, I am rather +generous, one of your daughters is pretty, and both mine +are genteel. But in these books (except here and there +one, whom they make worse than Satan himself), every +man and woman's child of them, are all wise, and witty, +and generous, and rich, and handsome, and genteel; and +all to the last degree. Nobody is middling, or good in one +thing, and bad in another, like my live acquaintance; but +it is all up to the skies, or down to the dirt. I had rather +read Tom Hickathrift, or Jack the Giant Killer, a thousand +times.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> You have found out, Mr. Bragwell, that many +of these books are ridiculous; I will go further, and say, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_292" id="Page_292">[Pg 292]</a></span> +that to me they appear wicked also; and I should account +the reading of them a great mischief, especially to people in +middling and low life, if I only took into the account the +great loss of time such reading causes, and the aversion it +leaves behind for what is more serious and solid. But this, +though a bad part, is not the worst. These books give +false views of human life. They teach a contempt for humble +and domestic duties; for industry, frugality, and retirement. +Want of youth and beauty is considered in them as +ridiculous. Plain people, like you and me, are objects of +contempt. Parental authority is set at naught. Nay, plots +and contrivances against parents and guardians fill half the +volumes. They consider love as the great business of +human life, and even teach that it is impossible for this love +to be regulated or restrained; and to the indulgence of this +passion every duty is therefore sacrificed. A country life, +with a kind mother or a sober aunt, is described as a state +of intolerable misery; and one would be apt to fancy from +their painting, that a good country-house is a prison, and a +worthy father the jailor. Vice is set off with every ornament +which can make it pleasing and amiable; while virtue +and piety are made ridiculous, by tacking to them something +that is silly or absurd. Crimes which would be considered +as hanging matter at our county assizes—at least +if I were a juryman, I should bring in the whole train of +heroes, <i>Guilty—Death</i>—are here made to the appearance +of virtue, by being mixed with some wild flight of unnatural +generosity. Those crying sins, <span class="smcap">adultery, gaming, duels</span>, +and <span class="smcap">self-murder</span>, are made so familiar, and the wickedness +of them is so disguised by fine words and soft descriptions, +that even innocent girls get loose to their abhorrence, and +talk with complacency of <i>things which should not be so +much as named by them</i>.</p> + +<p>I should not have said so much on this mischief, continued +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_293" id="Page_293">[Pg 293]</a></span> +Mr. Worthy, from which I dare say, great folks fancy +people in our station are safe enough, if I did not know and +lament that this corrupt reading is now got down even +among some of the lowest class. And it is an evil which is +spreading every day. Poor industrious girls, who get their +bread by the needle or the loom, spend half the night in +listening to these books. Thus the labor of one girl is lost, +and the minds of the rest are corrupted; for though their +hands are employed in honest industry, which might help +to preserve them from a life of sin, yet their hearts are at +the very time polluted by scenes and descriptions which are +too likely to plunge them into it; and when their vain weak +heads compare the soft and delicious lives of the heroines in +the book, with their own mean garb and hard labor, the +effect is obvious; and I think I do not go too far when I +say, that the vain and showy manner in which young +women, who have to work for their bread, have taken to +dress themselves, added to the poison they draw from these +books, contribute together to bring them to destruction, +more than almost any other cause. Now tell me, do not +you think these wild books will hurt your daughters?</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Why I do think they are grown full of +schemes, and contrivances and whispers, that's the truth +on't. Every think is a secret. They always seem to be +on the look-out for something, and when nothing comes +on't, then they are sulky and disappointed. They will keep +company with their equals; they despise trade and farming; +and I own <i>I'm for the stuff</i>. I should not like them +to marry any but a man of substance, if he was ever so +smart. Now they will hardly sit down with a substantial +country dealer. But if they hear of a recruiting party in +our market-town, on goes the finery—off they are. Some +flimsy excuse is patched up. They want something at the +book-shop or the milliner's; because, I suppose, there is a +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_294" id="Page_294">[Pg 294]</a></span> +chance that some Jack-a-napes of an ensign may be there +buying sticking plaster. In short, I do grow a little uneasy; +for I should not like to see all I have saved thrown +away on a knapsack.</p> + +<p>So saying, they both rose and walked out to view the farm. +Mr. Bragwell affected greatly to admire the good order of +every thing he saw; but never forgot to compare it with +something larger, and handsomer, or better of his own. It +was easy to see that <i>self</i> was his standard of perfection in +every thing. All he himself possessed gained some increased +value in his eyes from being his; and in surveying +the property of his friend, he derived food for his vanity, +from things which seemed least likely to raise it. Every +appearance of comfort, of success, of merit, in any thing +which belonged to Mr. Worthy led him to speak of some +superior advantage of his own of the same kind; and it was +clear that the chief part of the satisfaction he felt in walking +over the farm of his friend, was caused by thinking how +much larger his own was.</p> + +<p>Mr. Worthy, who felt a kindness for him, which all his +vanity could not cure, was always on the watch how to turn +their talk on some useful point. And whenever people resolve +to go into company with this view, it is commonly +their own fault, if some opportunity of turning it to account +does not offer.</p> + +<p>He saw Bragwell was intoxicated with pride, and undone +by success; and that his family was in the high road to +ruin through mere prosperity. He thought that if some +means could be found to open his eyes on his own character, +to which he was now totally blind, it might be of the +utmost service to him. The more Mr. Worthy reflected, +the more he wished to undertake the kind office. He was +not sure that Mr. Bragwell would bear it, but he was very +sure it was his duty to attempt it. As Mr. Worthy was +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_295" id="Page_295">[Pg 295]</a></span> +very humble himself, he had great patience and forbearance +with the fault's of others. He felt no pride at having escaped +the errors into which they had fallen, for he knew +who it was had <i>made him to differ</i>. He remembered that +God had given him many advantages; a pious father and +a religious education: this made him humble under a sense +of his own sins, and charitable toward the sins of others, +who had not the same privileges.</p> + +<p>Just as he was going to try to enter into a very serious +conversation with his guest, he was stopped by the appearance +of his daughter, who told them supper was ready. +This interruption obliges me to break off also, and I shall +reserve what follows to the next month, when I promise +to give my readers the second part of this history.</p> + + +<hr class="secbreak" /> +<h3>PART II. +<span class="subheading2"><br />A CONVERSATION.</span> +</h3> + +<p>Soon after supper Mrs. Worthy left the room with her +daughters, at her husband's desire; for it was his intention +to speak more plainly to Bragwell than was likely to be +agreeable to him to hear before others. The two farmers +being seated at their little table, each in a handsome old-fashioned +great chair, Bragwell began:</p> + +<p>"It is a great comfort, neighbor Worthy, at a certain +time of life to be got above the world: my notion is, that +a man should labor hard the first part of his days, that he +may then sit down and enjoy himself the remainder. Now, +though I hate boasting, yet as you are my oldest friend, I +am about to open my heart to you. Let me tell you then +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_296" id="Page_296">[Pg 296]</a></span> +I reckon I have worked as hard as any man in my time, +and that I now begin to think I have a right to indulge a +little. I have got my money with character, and I mean +to spend it with credit. I pay every one his own, I set a +good example, I keep to my church, I serve God, I honor +the king, and I obey the laws of the land."</p> + +<p>"This is doing a great deal indeed," replied Mr. Worthy; +"but," added he, "I doubt that more goes to the making +up all these duties than men are commonly aware of. Suppose +then that you and I talk the matter over coolly; we +have the evening before us. What if we sit down together +as two friends and examine one another."</p> + +<p>Bragwell, who loved argument, and who was not a little +vain both of his sense and his morality, accepted the challenge, +and gave his word that he would take in good part +any thing that should be said to him. Worthy was about +to proceed, when Bragwell interrupted him for a moment, +by saying, "But stop, friend, before we begin I wish you +would remember that we have had a long walk, and I want +a little refreshment; have you no liquor that is stronger +than this cider? I am afraid it will give me a fit of the +gout."</p> + +<p>Mr. Worthy immediately produced a bottle of wine, and +another of spirits; saying, that though he drank neither +spirits nor even wine himself, yet his wife always kept +a little of each as a provision in case of sickness or accidents.</p> + +<p>Farmer Bragwell preferred the brandy, and began to +taste it. "Why," said he, "this is no better than English; +I always use foreign myself." "I bought this for foreign," +said Mr. Worthy. "No, no, it is English spirits, I assure +you; but I can put you into a way to get foreign nearly as +cheap as English." Mr. Worthy replied that he thought +that was impossible. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_297" id="Page_297">[Pg 297]</a></span></p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Oh no; there are ways and means—a word +to the wise—there is an acquaintance of mine that lives +upon the south coast—you are a particular friend and I will +get you half-a-dozen gallons for a trifle.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Not if it be smuggled, Mr. Bragwell, though I +should get it for sixpence a bottle. "Ask no questions," +said the other, "I never say any thing to any one, and who +is the wiser?" "And so this is your way of obeying the +laws of the land," said Mr. Worthy, "here is a fine specimen +of your morality."</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Come, come, don't make a fuss about trifles. +If <i>every one</i> did it indeed it would be another thing; but +as to <i>my</i> getting a little good brandy cheap, why that can't +hurt the revenue much.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Pray Mr. Bragwell, what should you think of a +man who would dip his hand into a bag and take out a few +guineas?</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Think? why I think that he should be hanged, +to be sure.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> But suppose that bag stood in the king's +treasury?</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> In the king's treasury! worse and worse! +What! rob the king's treasury! Well, I hope if any one +has done it, the robber will be taken up and executed; for +I suppose we shall be taxed to pay the damage.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Very true. If one man takes money out of +the treasury, others must be obliged to pay the more into it. +But what think you if the fellow should be found to have +stopped some money <i>in its way</i> to the treasury, instead of +taking it out of the bag after it got there?</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Guilty, Mr. Worthy; it is all the same in my +opinion. If I were judge I would hang him without benefit +of clergy.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Hark ye, Mr. Bragwell, he that deals in smuggled +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_298" id="Page_298">[Pg 298]</a></span> +brandy is the man who takes to himself the king's +money in its way to the treasury, and he as much robs the +government as if he dipped his hand into a bag of guineas +in the treasury chamber. It comes to the same thing +exactly. Here Bragwell seemed a little offended, and exclaimed, +"What, Mr. Worthy! do you pretend to say I am +not an honest man because I like to get my brandy as +cheap as I can? and because I like to save a shilling to my +family? Sir, I repeat it; I do my duty to God and my +neighbor. I say the Lord's prayer most days, I go to +church on Sundays, I repeat my creed, and keep the ten +commandments; and though I now and then get a little +brandy cheap, yet upon the whole, I will venture to say, I +do as much as can be expected of any man, and more than +the generality."</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Come then, since you say you keep the commandments, +you can not be offended if I ask you whether +you understand them.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> To be sure I do. I dare say I do: look ye, +Mr. Worthy, I don't pretend to much reading, I was not +bred to it as you were. If my father had been a parson, I +fancy I should have made as good a figure as some other +folks, but I hope good sense and <i>a good heart</i> may teach a +man his duty without much scholarship.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> To come to the point; let us now go through +the ten commandments, and let us take along with us those +explanations of them which our Saviour gave us in his sermon +on the mount.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Sermon on the mount! why the ten commandments +are in the 20th chapter of Exodus. Come, +come, Mr. Worthy, I know where to find the commandments +as well as you do; for it happens that I am churchwarden, +and I can see from the altar-piece where the ten +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_299" id="Page_299">[Pg 299]</a></span> +commandments are, without your telling me, for my pew +directly faces it.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> But I advise you to read the sermon on the +mount, that you may see the full meaning of them.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> What! do you want to make me believe +there are two ways of keeping the commandments?</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> No; but there may be two ways of understanding +them.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Well, I am not afraid to be put to the proof; +I defy any man to say I do not keep at least all the four +first that are on the left side of the altar-piece.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> If you can prove that, I shall be more ready +to believe you observe those of the other table; for he who +does his duty to God, will be likely to do his duty to his +neighbor also.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> What! do you think that I serve two Gods? +Do you think then that I make graven images, and worship +stocks or stones? Do you take me for a papist or an +idolater?</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Don't triumph quite so soon, Master Bragwell. +Pray is there nothing in the world you prefer to God, and +thus make an idol of? Do you not love your money, or +your lands, or your crops, or your cattle, or your own will, +or your own way, rather better than you love God? Do +you never think of these with more pleasure than you +think of him, and follow them more eagerly than your religious +duty?</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Oh! there's nothing about that in the 20th +chapter of Exodus.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> But Jesus Christ has said, "He that loveth +father or mother more than me is not worthy of me." +Now it is certainly a man's duty to love his father and his +mother; nay, it would be wicked not to love them, and yet +we must not love even these more than our Creator and our +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_300" id="Page_300">[Pg 300]</a></span> +Saviour. Well, I think on this principle, your heart pleads +guilty to the breach of the first and second commandments; +let us proceed to the third.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> That is about swearing, is it not?</p> + +<p>Mr. Worthy, who had observed Bragwell guilty of much +profaneness in using the name of his Maker (though all +such offensive words have been avoided in writing this history), +now told him that he had been waiting the whole +day for an opportunity to reprove him for his frequent +breach of the third commandment.</p> + +<p>"Good L—d! I break the third commandment!" said +Bragwell; "no indeed, hardly ever; I once used to swear a +little, to be sure, but I vow I never do it now, except now +and then when I happen to be in a passion: and in such a +case, why, good G—d, you know the sin is with those who +provoke me, and not with me; but upon my soul, I don't +think I have sworn an oath these three months; no, not I, +faith, as I hope to be saved."</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> And yet you have broken this holy law not +less than five or six times in the last speech you have +made.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Lord bless me! Sure you mistake. Good +heavens, Mr. Worthy, I call G—d to witness, I have neither +cursed nor swore since I have been in the house.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Mr. Bragwell, this is the way in which many +who call themselves very good sort of people deceive themselves. +What! is it no profanation of the name of your +Maker to use it lightly, irreverently and familiarly as you +have done? Our Saviour has not only told us not to swear +by the immediate name of God, but he has said, "swear +not at all, neither by heaven nor by the earth," and in order +to hinder our inventing any other irreligious exclamations +or expressions, he has even added, "but let your communications +be yea, yea, and nay, nay; for whatsoever is more +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_301" id="Page_301">[Pg 301]</a></span> +than this simple affirmation and denial cometh of evil." +Nay, more, so greatly do I reverence that high and holy +name, that I think even some good people have it too frequently +in their mouths; and that they might convey the +idea without the word.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Well, well, I must take a little more care, I +believe. I vow to heaven I did not know there had been +so much harm in it; but my daughters seldom speak without +using some of these words, and yet they wanted to +make me believe the other day that it was monstrous vulgar +to swear.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Women, even gentlewomen, who ought to correct +this evil habit in their fathers, and husbands, and children, +are too apt to encourage it by their own practice. +And indeed they betray the profaneness of their own minds +also by it; for none who venerate the holy name of God, +can either profane in this manner themselves, or hear others +do so without being exceedingly pained at it.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Well, since you are so hard upon me, I believe +I must e'en give up this point—so let us pass on to +the next, and here I tread upon sure ground; for as sharp +as you are upon me, you can't accuse me of being a Sabbath +breaker, since I go to church every Sunday of my life, +unless on some very extraordinary occasion.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> For those occasions the gospel allows, by saying, +"the Sabbath was made for man, and not man for the +Sabbath." Our own sickness, or attending on the sickness +of others, are lawful impediments.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Yes, and I am now and then obliged to look +at a drove of beasts, or to go a journey, or take some medicine, +or perhaps some friend may call upon me, or it may +be very cold, or very hot, or very rainy.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Poor excuse! Mr. Bragwell. Do you call these +lawful impediments? I am afraid they will not pass for such +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_302" id="Page_302">[Pg 302]</a></span> +on the day of judgment. But how is the rest of your Sunday +spent?</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> O, why, I assure you I often go to church in +the afternoon also, and even if I am ever so sleepy.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> And so you finish your nap at church, I suppose.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Why, as to that, to be sure we do contrive to +have something a little nicer than common for dinner on a +Sunday: in consequence of which one eats, you know, a +little more than ordinary; and having nothing to do on +that day, has more leisure to take a cheerful glass; and all +these things will make one a little heavy, you know.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> And don't you take a little ride in the morning, +and look at your sheep when the weather is good; and so +fill your mind just before you go to church with thoughts +of them; and when the weather is bad, don't you settle an +account? or write a few letters of business after church.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> I can't say but I do; but that is nothing to +any body, as long as I set a good example by keeping to +my church.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> And how do you pass your Sunday evenings?</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> My wife and daughters go a visiting Sunday +afternoons. My daughters are glad to get out, at any rate; +and as to my wife, she says that being ready dressed, it is a +pity to lose the opportunity; besides, it saves her time on a +week day; so then you see I have it all my own way, and +when I have got rid of the ladies, who are ready to faint at +the smell of tobacco, I can venture to smoke a pipe, and +drink a sober glass of punch with half a dozen friends.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Which punch, being made of smuggled brandy, +and drank on the Lord's day, and very vain, as well as +profane and worldly company, you are enabled to break +both the law of God, and that of your country at a stroke: +and I suppose when you are got together, you speak of your +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_303" id="Page_303">[Pg 303]</a></span> +cattle, or of your crops, after which perhaps you talk over +a few of your neighbors' faults, and then you brag a little +of your own wealth or your own achievements.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Why, you seem to know us so well, that any +one would think you had been sitting behind the curtain; +and yet you are a little mistaken too; for I think we have +hardly said a word for several of our last Sundays on any +thing but politics.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> And do you find that you much improve your +Christian charity by that subject?</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Why to be sure we do quarrel till we are very +near fighting, that is the worst on't.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> And then you call names, and swear a little, I +suppose.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Why when one is contradicted and put in a +passion, you know, and when people especially if they are one's +inferiors, won't adopt one's opinions, flesh and blood won't +bear it.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> And when all your friends are gone home, what +becomes of the rest of the evening?</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> That is just as it happens; sometimes I read +the newspaper; and as one is generally most tired on the +days one does nothing, I go to bed earlier on Sundays than +on other days, that I may be more fit to get up to my business +the next morning.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> So you shorten Sunday as much as you can, by +cutting off a bit at both ends, I suppose; for I take it for +granted you lie a little later in the morning.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Come, come, we sha'n't get through the whole +ten to-night, if you stand snubbing one at this rate. You +may pass over the fifth; for my father and mother have +been dead ever since I was a boy, so I am clear of that +scrape.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> There are, however, many relative duties included +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_304" id="Page_304">[Pg 304]</a></span> +in that commandment; unkindness to all kindred is +forbidden.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> O, if you mean my turning off my nephew +Tom, the plowboy, you must not blame me for that, it +was all my wife's fault. He was as good a lad as ever lived +to be sure, and my own brother's son; but my wife could +not bear that a boy in a carter's frock should be about the +house, calling her aunt. We quarreled like dog and cat +about it; and when he was turned away she and I did not +speak for a week.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Which was a fresh breach of the commandment; +a worthy nephew turned out of doors, and a wife +not spoken to for a week, are no very convincing proofs of +your observance of the fifth commandment.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Well, I long to come to the sixth, for you don't +think I commit murder, I hope.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> I am not sure of that.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Murder! what, I kill any body?</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Why, the laws of the land, indeed, and the +disgrace attending it, are almost enough to keep any man +from actual murder; let me ask, however, do you never +give way to unjust anger, and passion, and revenge? as for +instance, do you never feel your resentment kindle against +some of the politicians who contradict you on a Sunday +night? and do you never push your animosity against somebody +that has affronted you, further than the occasion can +justify?</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Hark'ee, Mr. Worthy, I am a man of substance, +and no man shall offend me without my being even +with him. So as to injuring a man, if he affronts me first, +there's nothing but good reason in that.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Very well! only bear in mind, that you willfully +break this commandment, whether you abuse your servant, +are angry at your wife, watch for a moment to revenge +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_305" id="Page_305">[Pg 305]</a></span> +an injury on your neighbor, or even wreak your passion on +a harmless beast; for you have then the seeds of murder +working in your breast; and if there were no law, no gibbet, +to check you, and no fear of disgrace neither, I am not +sure where you would stop.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Why, Mr. Worthy, you have a strange way +of explaining the commandments; so you set me down for +a murderer, merely because I bear hatred to a man who has +done me a hurt, and am glad to do him a like injury in my +turn. I am sure I should want spirit if I did not.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> I go by the Scripture rule, which says, "he +that hateth his brother is a murderer," and again, "pray +for them that despitefully use you and persecute you." Besides, +Mr. Bragwell, you made it a part of your boast that +you said the Lord's prayer every day, wherein you pray to +God to forgive you your trespasses as you forgive them that +trespass against you. If therefore you do not forgive them +that trespass against you, in that case you daily pray that +your own trespasses may never be forgiven. Now own the +truth; did you last night lie down in a spirit of forgiveness +and charity with the whole world?</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Yes, I am in charity with the whole world in +general; because the greater part of it has never done me +any harm. But I won't forgive old Giles, who broke down +my new hedge yesterday for firing—Giles, who used to be +so honest.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> And yet you expect that God will forgive you +who have broken down his sacred laws, and have so often +robbed him of his right—you have robbed him of the honor +due unto his name—you have robbed him of his holy day +by doing your own work, and finding your own pleasure in +it—you have robbed his poor, particularly in the instance of +Giles, by withholding from them, as overseer, such assistance +as should prevent their being driven to the sin of stealing. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_306" id="Page_306">[Pg 306]</a></span></p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Why, you are now charging me with other +men's sins as well as my own.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Perhaps the sins which we cause other men to +commit, through injustice, inconsideration, and evil example, +may dreadfully swell the sum of our responsibility in +the great day of account.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Well, come, let us make haste and get through +these commandments. The next is, "Thou shalt not commit +adultery." Thank God, neither I nor my family can be +said to break the seventh commandment.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Here again, remember how Christ himself hath +said, "whoso looketh on a woman to lust after her, hath +already committed adultery with her in his heart." These +are no far-fetched expressions of mine, Mr. Bragwell, they are +the words of Jesus Christ. I hope you will not charge him +with having carried this too far; for if you do, you charge +him with being mistaken in the religion he taught; and this +can only be accounted for, by supposing him an impostor.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Why, upon my word, Mr. Worthy, I don't +like these sayings of his which you quote upon me so often, +and that is the truth of it, and I can't say I feel much disposed +to believe them.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> I hope you believe in Jesus Christ. I hope +you believe that creed of yours, which you also boasted of +repeating so regularly.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Well, well, I'll believe any thing you say, rather +than stand quarreling with you.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> I hope then, you will allow, that since it is +adultery to look at a woman with even an irregular thought, +it follows from the same rule, that all immodest dress in +your daughters, or indecent jests and double meanings in +yourself; all loose songs or novels; and all diversions also +which have a like dangerous tendency, are forbidden by the +seventh commandment; for it is most plain from what +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_307" id="Page_307">[Pg 307]</a></span> +Christ has said, that it takes in not only the act, but the inclination, +the desire, the indulged imagination; the act is +only the last and highest degree of any sin; the topmost +round, as it were, of a ladder, to which all the lower rounds +are only as so many steps and stages.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Strict indeed! Mr. Worthy; but let us go on +to the next; you won't pretend to say <i>I steal</i>; Mr. Bragwell, +I trust, was never known to rob on the highway, to +break open his neighbor's house, or to use false weights or +measures.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> No, nor have you ever been under any temptation +to do it, and yet there are a thousand ways of breaking +the eighth commandment besides actual stealing. For +instance do you never hide the faults of the goods you sell, +and heighten the faults of those you buy? Do you never +take advantage of an ignorant dealer, and ask more for a +thing than it is worth? Do you never turn the distressed +circumstances of a man who has something to sell, to your +unfair benefit; and thus act as unjustly by him as if you +had stolen? Do you never cut off a shilling from a workman's +wages, under the pretense which your conscience +can't justify? Do you never pass off an unsound horse for a +sound one? Do you never conceal the real rent of your +estate from the overseers, and thereby rob the poor-rates of +their legal due?</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Pooh! these things are done every day. I +sha'n't go to set up for being better than my neighbors in +these sort of things; these little matters will pass muster—I +don't set up for a reformer—if I am as good as the +rest of my neighbors, no man can call me to account: I am +not worse, I trust, and don't pretend to be better.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> You must be tried hereafter at the bar of God, +and not by a jury of your fellow-creatures; and the Scriptures +are given us, in order to show by what rule we shall +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_308" id="Page_308">[Pg 308]</a></span> +be judged. How many or how few do as you do, is quite +aside from the question; Jesus Christ has even told us to +strive to enter in at the <i>strait</i> gate; so we ought rather to take +fright, from our being like the common run of people, than +to take comfort from our being so.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Come, I don't like all this close work—it +makes a man feel I don't know how—I don't find myself so +happy as I did—I don't like this fishing in troubled waters; +I'm as merry as the day is long when I let these things +alone. I'm glad we are got to the ninth. But I suppose I +shall be lugged in there too, head and shoulders. Any one +now who did not know me, would really think I was a great +sinner, by your way of putting things; I don't bear false +witness, however.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> You mean, I suppose, you would not swear +away any man's life falsely before a magistrate, but do you +take equal care not to slander or backbite him? Do you +never represent a good action of a man you have quarreled +with, as if it were a bad one? or do you never make a bad +one worse than it is, by your manner of telling it? Even +when you invent no false circumstances, do you never give +such a color to those you relate, as to leave a false impression +on the mind of the hearers? Do you never twist a +story so as to make it tell a little better for yourself, and a +little worse for your neighbor, than truth and justice warrant?</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Why, as to that matter, all this is only natural.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Ay, much too natural to be right, I doubt. +Well, now we have got to the last of the commandments.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Yes, I have run the gauntlet finely through them +all; you will bring me in guilty here, I suppose, for the +pleasure of going through with it; for you condemn without +judge or jury, Master Worthy.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> The culprit, I think, has hitherto pleaded guilty +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_309" id="Page_309">[Pg 309]</a></span> +to the evidence brought against him. The tenth commandment, +however, goes to the root and principle of evil, it dives +to the bottom of things; this command checks the first +rising of sin in the heart; teaches us to strangle it in the +birth, as it were, before it breaks out in those acts which +are forbidden: as, for instance, every man covets before he +proceeds to steal; nay, many covet, knowing they can do it +with impunity, who dare not steal, lest they should suffer +for it.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Why, look'ee, Mr. Worthy, I don't understand +these new fashioned explanations; one should not have a +grain of sheer goodness left, if every thing one does is to be +fritted away at this rate. I am not, I own, quite so good as +I thought, but if what you say were true, I should be so +miserable, I should not know what to do with myself. +Why, I tell you all the world may be said to break the commandments +at this rate.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Very true. All the world, and I myself also, +are but too apt to break them, if not in the letter, at least +in the spirit of them. Why, then, all the world are (as the +Scripture expresses it) "guilty before God." And if guilty, +they should own they are guilty, and not stand up and justify +themselves, as you do, Mr. Bragwell.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Well, according to my notion, I am a very +honest man, and honesty is the sum and substance of all religion, +say I.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> All truth, honesty, justice, order, and obedience +grow out of the Christian religion. The true Christian +acts at all times, and on all occasions, from the pure and +spiritual principle of love to God and Christ. On this +principle he is upright in his dealings, true to his word, +kind to the poor, helpful to the oppressed. In short, if he +truly loves God, he <i>must</i> do justice, and <i>can't</i> help loving +mercy. Christianity is a uniform consistent thing. It does +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_310" id="Page_310">[Pg 310]</a></span> +not allow us to make up for the breach of one part of God's +law, by our strictness in observing another. There is no +sponge in one duty, that can wipe out the spot of another +sin.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Well, but at this rate, I should be always puzzling +and blundering, and should never know for certain +whether I was right or not; whereas I am now quite satisfied +with myself, and have no doubts to torment me.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> One way of knowing whether we really desire +to obey the whole law of God is this; when we find we +have as great a regard to that part of it, the breach of +which does not touch our own interest, as to that part which +does. For instance, a man robs me; I am in a violent passion +with him, and when it is said to me, doest thou well to +be angry? I answer, I do well. <i>Thou shalt not steal</i> is a +law of God, and this fellow has broken that law. Ay, but +says conscience, 'tis <i>thy own property</i> which is in question. +He has broken <i>thy</i> hedge, he has stolen <i>thy</i> sheep, he has +taken <i>thy</i> purse. Art thou therefore sure whether it is his +violation of thy property, or of God's law which provokes +thee? I will put a second case: I hear another swear most +grievously; or I meet him coming drunk out of an ale-house; +or I find him singing a loose, profane song. If I am +not as much grieved for this blasphemer, or this drunkard, +as I was for this robber; if I do not take the same pains to +bring him to a sense of his sin, which I did to bring the +robber to justice, "how dwelleth the love of God in me?" +Is it not clear that I value my own sheep more than God's +commandments? That I prize my purse more than I love +my Maker? In short, whenever I find out that I am more +jealous for my own property than for God's law; more +careful about my own reputation than <i>his</i> honor, I always +suspect I have got upon wrong ground, and that even my +right actions are not proceeding from a right principle. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_311" id="Page_311">[Pg 311]</a></span></p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Why, what in the world would you have me +do? It would distract me, if I must run up every little +action to its spring, in this manner.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> You must confess that your sins <i>are</i> sins. You +must not merely call them sins, while you see no guilt in +them; but you must confess them so as to hate and detest +them; so as to be habitually humbled under the sense of +them; so as to trust for salvation not in your freedom from +them, but in the mercy of a Saviour; and so as to make it +the chief business of your life to contend against them, and +in the main to forsake them. And remember, that if you +seek for a deceitful gayety, rather than a well-grounded +cheerfulness; if you prefer a false security to final safety, +and now go away to your cattle and your farm, and dismiss +the subject from your thoughts, lest it should make you uneasy, +I am not sure that this simple discourse may not appear +against you at the day of account, as a fresh proof +that you "loved darkness rather than light," and so increase +your condemnation.</p> + +<p>Mr. Bragwell was more affected than he cared to own. +He went to bed with less spirits and more humility than +usual. He did not, however, care to let Mr. Worthy see +the impression which it had made upon him; but at parting +next morning, he shook him by the hand more cordially +than usual, and made him promise to return his visit in a +short time.</p> + +<p>What befell Mr. Bragwell and his family on his going +home may, perhaps, make the subject of a future part of +this history.</p> + + +<hr class="secbreak" /> +<div><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_312" id="Page_312">[Pg 312]</a></span></div> +<h3>PART III. +<span class="subheading2"><br />THE VISIT RETURNED.</span> +</h3> + +<p>Mr. Bragwell, when he returned home from his visit to +Mr. Worthy, as recorded in the second part of this history, +found that he was not quite so happy as he had formerly +been. The discourses of Mr. Worthy had broken in not a +little on his comfort. And he began to suspect that he +was not so completely in the right as his vanity had led him +to believe. He seemed also to feel less satisfaction in the +idle gentility of his own daughters, since he had been witness +to the simplicity, modesty, and usefulness of those of +Mr. Worthy. And he could not help seeing that the vulgar +violence of his wife did not produce so much family +happiness at home, as the humble piety and quiet diligence +of Mrs. Worthy produced in the house of his friend.</p> + +<p>Happy would it have been for Mr. Bragwell, if he had +followed up those new convictions of his own mind, which +would have led him to struggle against the power of evil +principles in himself, and to have controlled the force of +evil habits in his family. But his convictions were just +strong enough to make him uneasy under his errors, without +driving him to reform them. The slight impression +soon wore off, and he fell back into his old practices. Still +his esteem for Mr. Worthy was not at all abated by the +plain-dealing of that honest friend. It is true, he dreaded +his piercing eye: he felt that his example held out a constant +reproof to himself. Yet such is the force of early affection +and rooted reverence, that he longed to see him at +his house. This desire, indeed, as is commonly the case, +was made up of mixed motives. He wished for the pleasure +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_313" id="Page_313">[Pg 313]</a></span> +of his friend's company; he longed for that favorite triumph +of a vulgar mind, an opportunity of showing him his +riches; and he thought it would raise his credit in the +world to have a man of Mr. Worthy's character at his +house.</p> + +<p>Mr. Bragwell, it is true, still went on with the same +eagerness in gaining money, and the same ostentation in +spending it. But though he was as covetous as ever, he +was not quite so sure that it was right to be so. While he +was actually engaged abroad indeed, in transactions with his +dealers, he was not very scrupulous about the means by +which he <i>got</i> his money; and while he was indulging in +festivity with his friends at home, he was easy enough as to +the manner in which he <i>spent</i> it. But a man can neither +be making bargains, nor making feasts always; there must +be some intervals between these two great objects for which +worldly men may be said to live; and in some of these intervals +the most worldly form, perhaps, some random plans +of amendment. And though many a one may say in the fullness +of enjoyment, "Soul take thine ease, eat, drink, and be +merry;" yet hardly any man, perhaps, allows himself to say, +even in the most secret moments, I will <i>never</i> retire from business—I +will <i>never</i> repent—I will <i>never</i> think of death—eternity +shall <i>never</i> come into my thoughts. The most that +such a one probably ventures to say is, I need not repent +<i>yet</i>; I will continue such a sin a little longer; it will be time +enough to think on the next world when I am no longer fit +for the business or the pleasures of this.</p> + +<p>Such was the case with Bragwell. He set up in his mind +a general distant sort of resolution, that <i>some years hence</i>, +when he should be a <i>few years older</i>, a <i>few</i> thousands richer; +when a few more of his <i>present schemes should be completed</i>, +he would then think of altering his course of life. +He would then certainly set about spending a religious old +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_314" id="Page_314">[Pg 314]</a></span> +age; he would reform some practices in his dealings, or +perhaps, quit business entirely; he would think about reading +good books, and when he had completed such a purchase, +he would even begin to give something to the poor; +but at present he really had little to spare for charity. The +very reason why he should have given more was just the +cause he assigned for not giving at all, namely the <i>hardness +of the times</i>. The true grand source of charity, self-denial, +never came into his head. <i>Spend less</i> that you may <i>save</i> +more, he would have thought a shrewd maxim enough. +But <i>spend less</i> that you may <i>spare more</i>, never entered into +his book of proverbs.</p> + +<p>At length the time came when Mr. Worthy had promised +to return his visit. It was indeed a little hastened by notice +that Mr. Bragwell would have in the course of the week +a piece of land to sell by auction; and though Mr. Worthy +believed the price was likely to be above his pocket, yet he +knew it was an occasion which would be likely to bring the +principal farmers of that neighborhood together, some of +whom he wanted to meet. And it was on this occasion +that Mr. Bragwell prided himself, that he should show his +neighbors so sensible a man as his dear friend Mr. Worthy.</p> + +<p>Worthy arrived at his friend's house on the Saturday, +time enough to see the house, and garden, and grounds of +Mr. Bragwell by daylight. He saw with pleasure (for he +had a warm and generous heart) those evident signs of his +friend's prosperity; but as he was a man of sober mind, and +was a most exact dealer in truth, he never allowed his +tongue the license of immodest commendation, which he +used to say either savored of flattery or envy. Indeed he +never rated mere worldly things so highly as to bestow upon +them undue praise. His calm approbation somewhat disappointed +the vanity of Mr. Bragwell, who could not help +secretly suspecting that his friend, as good a man as he was, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_315" id="Page_315">[Pg 315]</a></span> +was not quite free from envy. He felt, however, very much +inclined to forgive this jealousy, which he feared the sight +of his ample property, and handsome habitation must naturally +awaken in the mind of a man whose own possessions +were so inferior. He practiced the usual trick of ordinary +and vulgar minds, that of pretending himself to find some +fault with those things which were particularly deserving +praise, when he found Worthy disposed to pass them over in +silence.</p> + +<p>When they came in to supper, he affected to talk of the +comforts of Mr. Worthy's <i>little</i> parlor, by way of calling +his attention to his own large one. He repeated the word +<i>snug</i>, as applied to every thing at Mr. Worthy's, with the +plain design to make comparisons favorable to his own +more ample domains. He contrived, as he passed by his +chair, by a seeming accident, to push open the door of a +large beaufet in the parlor, in which all the finery was most +ostentatiously set out to view. He protested with a look +of satisfaction which belied his words, that for his part he +did not care a farthing for all this trumpery; and then +smiling and rubbing his hands, added, with an air of no +small importance, what a good thing it is though, for people +of substance, that the tax on plate is taken off. "You +are a happy man, Mr. Worthy; you do not feel these +things; tax or no tax, it is all the same to you." He took +care during this speech, by a cast of his eye, to direct Mr. +Worthy's attention to a great profusion of the brightest +cups, salvers, and tankards, and other shining ornaments, +which crowded the beaufet. Mr. Worthy gravely answered +Mr. Bragwell, "It was indeed a tax which could not affect +so plain a man as myself; but as it fell on a mere luxury, +and therefore could not hurt the poor, I was always sorry +that it could not be made productive enough to be continued. +A man in my middling situation, who is contented +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_316" id="Page_316">[Pg 316]</a></span> +with a good glass of beer, poured from a handsome earthen +mug, the glass, the mug, and the beer, all of English manufacture, +will be but little disturbed at taxes on plate or on +wine; but he will regret, as I do, that many of these taxes +are so much evaded, that new taxes are continually brought +on to make up the deficiencies of the old."</p> + +<p>During supper the young ladies sat in disdainful silence, +not deigning to bestow the smallest civility on so plain a +man as Mr. Worthy. They left the room with their mamma +as soon as possible, being impatient to get away to ridicule +their father's old-fashioned friend at full liberty.</p> + + +<h4>THE DANCE; OR, THE CHRISTMAS MERRY-MAKING; EXEMPLIFYING +THE EFFECTS OF MODERN EDUCATION IN A FARMHOUSE.</h4> + +<p>As soon as they were gone, Mr. Worthy asked Bragwell +how his family comforts stood, and how his daughters, who, +he said, were really fine young women, went on. "O, as +to that," replied Bragwell, "pretty much like other men's +handsome daughters, I suppose, that is, worse and worse. +I really begin to apprehend that their fantastical notions +have gained such a head, that after all the money I have +scraped together, I shall never get them well married.</p> + +<p>"Betsy has just lost as good an offer as any girl could +desire: young Wilson, an honest substantial grazier as any +in the country. He not only knows every thing proper for +his station, but is pleasing in his behavior, and a pretty +scholar into the bargain; he reads history-books and voyages +of a winter's evening, to his infirm father, instead of going +to the card-assembly in our town; he neither likes drinking +nor sporting, and is a sort of a favorite with our parson, +because he takes in the weekly numbers of a fine Bible with +cuts, and subscribes to the Sunday School, and makes a fuss +about helping the poor; and sets up soup-shops, and sells +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_317" id="Page_317">[Pg 317]</a></span> +bacon at an under price, and gives odd bits of ground to his +laborers to help them in these dear times, as they call them; +but I think they are good times for <i>us</i>, Mr. Worthy.</p> + +<p>"Well, for all this, Betsy only despised him, and laughed +at him; but as he is both handsome and rich, I thought +she might come round at last; and so I invited him to come +and stay a day or two at Christmas, when we have always +a little sort of merry-making here. But it would not do. +He scorned to talk that palavering stuff which she has been +used to in the marble-covered books I told you of. He told +her, indeed, that it would be the happiness of his heart to +live with her; which I own I thought was as much as could +be expected of any man. But miss had no notion of marrying +any one who was only desirous of living with her. No, +and forsooth, her lover must declare himself ready to die for +her, which honest Wilson was not such a fool as to offer to +do. In the afternoon, however, he got a little into her +favor by making out a rebus or two in the Lady's Diary, +and she condescended to say, she did not think Mr. Wilson +had been so good a scholar; but he soon spoiled all again. +We had a little dance in the evening. The young man, +though he had not much taste for those sort of gambols, +yet thought he could foot it a little in the old fashioned +way. So he asked Betsy to be his partner. But when he +asked what dance they should call, miss drew up her head, +and in a strange gibberish, said she should dance nothing +but a <i>Menuet de la Cour</i>, and ordered him to call it. Wilson +stared, and honestly told her she must call it herself; +for he could neither spell nor pronounce such outlandish +words, nor assist in such an outlandish performance. I +burst out a laughing, and told him, I supposed it something +like questions and commands; and if so, that was much +merrier than dancing. Seeing her partner standing stock +still, and not knowing how to get out of the scrape, the girl +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_318" id="Page_318">[Pg 318]</a></span> +began by herself, and fell to swimming, and sinking, and +capering, and flourishing, and posturing, for all the world +just like the man on the slack rope at our fair. But seeing +Wilson standing like a stuck pig, and we all laughing at +her, she resolved to wreak her malice upon him; so, with a +look of rage and disdain, she advised him to go down country +bumpkin, with the dairy maid, who would make a much +fitter partner, as well as wife, for him, than she could do.</p> + +<p>"'I am quite of your mind, miss,' said he, with more +spirit than I thought was in him; 'you may make a good +partner for a dance, but you would make a sad one to go +through life with. I will take my leave of you, miss, with +this short story. I had lately a pretty large concern in +hay-jobbing, which took me to London. I waited a good +while in the Hay-market for my dealer, and, to pass away +the time, I stepped into a sort of foreign singing play-house +there, where I was grieved to the heart to see young women +painted and dizened out, and capering away just as you +have been doing. I thought it bad enough in them, and +wondered the quality could be entertained with such indecent +mummery. But little did I think to meet with the +same paint, finery, and posturing tricks in a farm-house. +I will never marry a woman who despises me, nor the station +in which I should place her, and so I take my leave.' +Poor girl, how she <i>was</i> provoked! to be publicly refused, +and turned off, as it were, by a grazier! But it was of use +to some of the other girls, who have not held up their heads +quite so high since, nor painted quite so red, but have condescended +to speak to their equals.</p> + +<p>"But how I run on! I forget it is Saturday night, and +that I ought to be paying my workmen, who are all waiting +for me without." +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_319" id="Page_319">[Pg 319]</a></span></p> + + +<h4>SATURDAY NIGHT, OR THE WORKMEN'S WAGES.</h4> + +<p>As soon as Mr. Bragwell had done paying his men, Mr. +Worthy, who was always ready to extract something useful +from accidental circumstances, said to him, "I have made +it a habit, and I hope not an unprofitable one, of trying to +turn to some moral use, not only all the events of daily life, +but all the employments of it, too. And though it occurs +so often, I hardly know one that sets me thinking more +seriously than the ordinary business you have been discharging." +"Ay," said Bragwell, "it sets me thinking too, +and seriously, as you say, when I observe how much the +price of wages is increased." "Yes, yes, you are ready +enough to think of that," said Worthy, "but you say not a +word of how much the value of your land is increased, and +that the more you pay, the more you can afford to pay. +But the thoughts I spoke of are quite of another cast.</p> + +<p>"When I call in my laborers, on a Saturday night, to +pay them, it often brings to my mind the great and general +day of account, when I, and you, and all of us, shall be +called to our grand and awful reckoning, when we shall go +to receive <i>our</i> wages, master and servants, farmer and laborer. +When I see that one of my men has failed of the +wages he should have received, because he has been idling +at a fair; another has lost a day by a drinking-bout, a third +confesses that, though he had task-work, and might have +earned still more, yet he has been careless, and has not his +full pay to receive; this, I say, sometimes sets me on thinking +whether I also have made the most of my time. And +when I come to pay even the more diligent, who have +worked all the week, when I reflect that even these have +done no more than it was their duty to do, I can not help +saying to myself, Night is come, Saturday night is come. +No repentance, or diligence on the part of these poor men +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_320" id="Page_320">[Pg 320]</a></span> +can now make a bad week's work good. This week has +gone into eternity. To-morrow is the season of rest; working-time +is over. 'There is no knowledge nor device in the +grave.' My life also will soon be swallowed up in eternity; +soon the space allotted me for diligence, for labor, will be +over. Soon will the grand question be asked, 'What hast +thou done? Give an account of thy stewardship. Didst +thou use thy working days to the end for which they were +given? With some such <a class="corr" name="TC_16" id="TC_16" title="thougths">thoughts</a> I commonly go to bed, +and they help to quicken me to a keener diligence for the +next week."</p> + + +<h4>SOME ACCOUNT OF A SUNDAY IN MR. BRAGWELL'S FAMILY.</h4> + +<p>Mr. Worthy had been for so many years used to the sober +ways of his own well-ordered family, that he greatly disliked +to pass a Sunday in any house of which religion was +not the governing principle. Indeed, he commonly ordered +his affairs, and regulated his journeys with an eye to this +object. "To pass a Sunday in an irreligious family," said +he, "is always unpleasant, often unsafe. I seldom find I +can do them any good, and they may perhaps do me some +harm. At least, I am giving a sanction to their manner of +passing it, if I pass it in the same manner. If I reprove +them, I subject myself to the charge of singularity, and of +being righteous over-much; if I do <i>not</i> reprove them, I confirm +and strengthen them in evil. And whether I reprove +them or not, I certainly partake of their guilt, if I spend it +as they do."</p> + +<p>He had, however, so strong a desire to be useful to Mr. +Bragwell, that he at length determined to break through +his common practice, and pass the Sunday at his house. +Mr. Worthy was surprised to find that though the church +bell was going, the breakfast was not ready, and expressed +his wonder how this could be the case in so industrious a +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_321" id="Page_321">[Pg 321]</a></span> +family. Bragwell made some awkward excuses. He said +his wife worked her servants so hard all the week, that even +she, as notable as she was, a little relaxed from the strictness +of her demands on Sunday mornings; and he owned +that in a general way no one was up early enough for +church. He confessed that his wife commonly spent the +morning in making puddings, pies, syllabubs, and cakes, to +last through the week; as Sunday was the only leisure time +she and her maids had. Mr. Worthy soon saw an uncommon +bustle in the house. All hands were busy. It was +nothing but baking, and boiling, and stewing, and frying, +and roasting, and running, and scolding, and eating. The +boy was kept from church to clean the plate, the man to +gather the fruit, the mistress to make the cheese-cakes, the +maids to dress the dinner, and the young ladies to dress +themselves.</p> + +<p>The truth was, Mrs. Bragwell, who had heard much of +the order and good management of Mr. Worthy's family, +but who looked down with disdain upon them as far less +rich than herself, was resolved to indulge her vanity on the +present occasion. She was determined to be even with +Mrs. Worthy, in whose praises Bragwell had been so loud, +and felt no small pleasure in the hope of making her guest +uneasy, in comparing her with his own wife, when he +should be struck dumb with the display both of her skill +and her wealth. Mr. Worthy was indeed struck to behold +as large a dinner as he had been used to see at a justice's +meeting. He, whose frugal and pious wife had accustomed +him only to such a plain Sunday's dinner as could be +dressed without keeping any one from church, when he +surveyed the loaded table of his friend, instead of feeling +that envy which the grand preparations were meant to raise, +felt nothing but disgust at the vanity of his friend's wife, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_322" id="Page_322">[Pg 322]</a></span> +mixed with much thankfulness for the piety and simplicity +of his own.</p> + +<p>After having made the dinner wait a long time, the +Misses Bragwell marched in, dressed as if they were going +to the assize-ball; they looked very scornfully at having +been so hurried, though they had been dressing ever since +they got up, and their fond father, when he saw them so +fine, forgave all their impertinence, and cast an eye of triumph +on Mr. Worthy, who felt he had never loved his own +humble daughters so well as at that moment.</p> + +<p>In the afternoon the whole party went to church. To +do them justice, it was indeed their common practice once +a day, when the weather was good, and the road was neither +dusty nor dirty, when the minister did not begin too early, +when the young ladies had not been disappointed of their +bonnets on the Saturday night, and when they had no +smart company in the house, who rather wished to stay at +home. When this last was the case, which, to say the +truth, happened pretty often, it was thought a piece of good +manners to conform to the humor of the guests. Mr. Bragwell +had this day forborne to ask any of his usual company, +well knowing that their vain and worldly conversation +would only serve to draw on him some new reprimand from +his friend.</p> + +<p>Mrs. Bragwell and her daughters picked up, as usual, a +good deal of acquaintance at church. Many compliments +passed, and much of the news of the week was retailed before +the service began. They waited with impatience for +the reading <a class="corr" name="TC_17" id="TC_17" title=" ">of</a> the lessons as a licensed season for whispering, +and the subject begun during the lessons, was finished while +they were singing the psalms. The young ladies made an +appointment for the afternoon with a friend in the next pew, +while their mamma took the opportunity of inquiring aloud, +the character of a dairy maid, which she observed, with a +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_323" id="Page_323">[Pg 323]</a></span> +compliment to her own good management, would save time +on a week-day.</p> + +<p>Mr. Worthy, who found himself quite in a new world, +returned home with his friend alone. In the evening he +ventured to ask Bragwell, if he did not, on a Sunday +night at least, make it a custom to read and pray with his +family. Bragwell told him he was sorry to say he had no +family at home, else he should like to do it for the sake of +example. But as his servants worked hard all the week, +his wife was of opinion that they should then have a little +holiday. Mr. Worthy pressed it home upon him, whether +the utter neglect of his servants' principles was not likely +to make a heavy article in his final account; and asked +him if he did not believe that the too general liberty of +meeting together, jaunting, and diverting themselves on +Sunday evenings, was not often found to produce the worst +effects on the morals of servants and the good order of +families? "I put it to your conscience," said he, "Mr. +Bragwell, whether Sunday, which was meant as a blessing +and a benefit, is not, as it is commonly kept, turned into +the most mischievous part of the week, by the selfish kindness +of masters, who, not daring to set their servants about +any public work, allot them that day to follow their own +devices, that they themselves may, with more rigor, refuse +them a little indulgence, and a reasonable holiday, in the +working part of the week, which a good servant has now +and then a fair right to expect. Those masters who will +give them half, or all of the Lord's day, will not spare them +a single hour of a working day. <i>Their</i> work <i>must</i> be +done; God's work may be let alone."</p> + +<p>Mr. Bragwell owned that Sunday had produced many +mischiefs in his own family. That the young men and +maids, having no eye upon them, frequently went to improper +places with other servants turned adrift like themselves. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_324" id="Page_324">[Pg 324]</a></span> +That in these parties the poor girls were too frequently +led astray, and the men got to public houses and +fives-playing. But it was none of his business to watch +them. His family only did as others do; indeed it was his +wife's concern; and as she was so good a manager on other +days, that she would not spare them an hour to visit a sick +father or mother, it would be hard, she said, if they might +not have Sunday afternoon to themselves, and she could +not blame them for making the most of it. Indeed, she +was so indulgent in this particular, that she often excused +the men from going to church, that they might serve the +beasts, and the maids, that they might get the milking done +before the holiday part of the evening came on. She would +not, indeed, hear of any competition between doing <i>her</i> +work and taking their pleasure; but when the difference +lay between their going to church and taking their pleasure, +he <i>must</i> say that for his wife, she always inclined to +the good-natured side of the question. She is strict enough +in keeping them sober, because drunkenness is a costly sin; +and to do her justice, she does not care how little they sin +at her expense.</p> + +<p>"Well," said Mr. Worthy, "I always like to examine +both sides fairly, and to see the different effects of opposite +practices; now, which plan produces the greater share of +comfort to the master, and of profit to the servants in the +long run? Your servants, 'tis likely, are very much attached +to you, and very fond of living where they get their +own way in so great a point."</p> + +<p>"O, as to that," replied Bragwell, "you are quite out. +My house is a scene of discord, mutiny, and discontent. +And though there is not a better manager in England than +my wife, yet she is always changing her servants, so that +every quarter-day is a sort of jail delivery at my house; +and when they go off, as they often do, at a moment's warning, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_325" id="Page_325">[Pg 325]</a></span> +to own the truth, I often give them money privately, +that they may not carry my wife before the justice to get +their wages."</p> + +<p>"I see," said Mr. Worthy, "that all your worldly compliances +do not procure you even worldly happiness. As +to my own family, I take care to let them see that their +pleasure is bound up with their duty, and that what they +may call my strictness, has nothing in view but their safety +and happiness. By this means I commonly gain their love, +as well as secure their obedience. I know that, with all my +care, I am liable to be disappointed, 'from the corruption +that is in the world through sin.' But whenever this happens, +so far from encouraging me in remissness, it only +serves to quicken my zeal. If, by God's blessing, my servant +turns out a good Christian, I have been an humble instrument +in his hand of saving a soul committed to my charge."</p> + +<p>Mrs. Bragwell came home, but brought only one of her +daughters with her; the other, she said, had given them the +slip, and was gone with a young friend, and would not return +for a day or two. Mr. Bragwell was greatly displeased, +as he knew that young friend had but a slight character, +and kept bad acquaintances. Mrs. Bragwell came +in, all hurry and bustle, saying, if her family did not go to +bed with the lamb on Sundays, when they had nothing to +do, how could they rise with the lark on Mondays, when +so much was to be done.</p> + +<p>Mr. Worthy had this night much matter for reflection. +"We need not," said he, "go into the great world to look +for dissipation and vanity. We can find both in a farmhouse. +'As for me and my house,' continued he, 'we will +serve the Lord' every day, but especially on Sunday. 'It is +the day which the Lord hath made; hath made for himself; +we will rejoice in it,' and consider the religious use of +it, not only as a duty, but as a privilege." +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_326" id="Page_326">[Pg 326]</a></span></p> + +<p>The next morning Mr. Bragwell and his friend set out +early for the Golden Lion. What passed on this little journey, +my readers shall hear soon.</p> + + +<hr class="secbreak" /> +<h3>PART IV. +<span class="subheading2"><br />THE SUBJECT OF PRAYER DISCUSSED IN A MORNING'S RIDE.</span> +</h3> + +<p>It was mentioned in the last part of this history, that the +chief reason which had drawn Mr. Worthy to visit his +friend just at the present time was, that Mr. Bragwell had +a small estate to sell by auction. Mr. Worthy, though he +did not think he should be a bidder, wished to be present, +as he had business to settle with one or two persons who +were expected at the Golden Lion on that day, and he had +put off his visit till he had seen the sale advertised in the +county paper.</p> + +<p>Mr. Bragwell and Mr. Worthy set out early on the Monday +morning, on their way to the Golden Lion, a small inn +in a neighboring market-town. As they had time before +them, they had agreed to ride slowly that they might converse +on some useful subject, but here, as usual, they had +two opinions about the same thing. Mr. Bragwell's notion +of a useful subject was, something by which money was to +be got, and a good bargain struck. Mr. Worthy was no +less a man of business than his friend. His schemes were +wise, and his calculations just; his reputation for integrity +and good sense made him the common judge and umpire +in his neighbors' affairs, while no one paid a more exact attention +to every transaction of his own. But the business +of getting money was not with him the first, much less +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_327" id="Page_327">[Pg 327]</a></span> +was it the whole concern of the day. He sought, in the +<i>first place</i>, 'the kingdom of God and his righteousness.' +Every morning when he rose, he remembered that he had +a Maker to worship as well as a family to maintain. Religion, +however, never made him neglect business, though +it sometimes made him postpone it. He used to say, no +man had any reason to expect God's blessing through the +day who did not ask it in the morning; nor was he likely +to spend the day in the fear of God who did not begin it +with his worship. But he had not the less sense, spirit, and +activity, when he was among men abroad, because he had +first served God at home.</p> + +<p>As these two farmers rode along, Mr. Worthy took occasion, +from the fineness of the day, and the beauty of the +country through which they passed, to turn the discourse +to the goodness of God, and our infinite obligations to him. +He knew that the transition from thanksgiving to prayer +would be natural and easy; and he, therefore, sliding by +degrees into that important subject, observed that secret +prayer was a duty of universal obligation, which every man +has it in his power to fulfill, and which he seriously believed +was the ground-work of all religious practice, and of all +devout affections.</p> + +<p>Mr. Bragwell felt conscious that he was very negligent +and irregular in the performance of this duty; indeed, he +considered it as a mere ceremony, or at least, as a duty +which might give way to the slightest temptation of drowsiness +at night, or business in the morning. As he knew he +did not live in the conscientious performance of this practice, +he tried to ward off the subject, knowing what a home +way his friend had of putting things. After some evasion, +he at last said, he certainly thought private prayer a good +custom, especially for people who had time; and that those +who were sick, or old, or out of business, could not do better; +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_328" id="Page_328">[Pg 328]</a></span> +but that for his part, he believed much of these sort +of things was not expected from men in active life.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> I should think, Mr. Bragwell, that those who +are most exposed to temptations stand most in need of +prayer; now there are few, methinks, who are more exposed +to temptation than men in business; for those must +be in most danger, at least from the world, who have most +to do with it. And if this be true, ought we not to prepare +ourselves in the closet for the trials of the market, the +field, and the shop? It is but putting on our armor before +we go out to battle.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> For my part, I think example is the whole of +religion, and if the master of a family is orderly, and regular, +and goes to church, he does every thing which can be +required of him, and no one has a right to call him to an +account for any thing more.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Give me leave to say, Mr. Bragwell, that highly +as I rate a good example, still I must set a good principle +above it. I know I must keep good order, indeed, for the +sake of others; but I must keep a good conscience for my +own sake. To God I owe secret piety, I must, therefore, +pray to him in private; to my family I owe a Christian example, +and for that, among other reasons, I must not fail +to go to church.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> You are talking, Mr. Worthy, as if I were an +enemy to religion. Sir, I am no heathen—Sir, I am a +Christian; I belong to the church; I go to church; I always +drink prosperity to the church. You yourself, as strict as +you are, in never missing it twice a day, are not a warmer +friend to the church than I am.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> That is to say, you know its inestimable value +as a political institution; but you do not seem to know that +a man may be very irreligious under the best religious institutions; +and that even the most excellent only furnishes the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_329" id="Page_329">[Pg 329]</a></span> +<i>means</i> of being religious, and is no more religion itself +than brick and mortar are prayers and thanksgivings. I +shall never think, however high their profession, and even +however regular their attendance, that those men truly respect +the church, who bring home little of that religion +which is taught in it into their own families or their own +hearts; or, who make the whole of Christianity to consist in +a mere formal attendance there. Excuse me, Mr. Bragwell.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Mr. Worthy, I am persuaded that religion is +quite a proper thing for the poor; and I don't think that the +multitude can ever be kept in order without it; and I am +a sort of a politician, you know. We <i>must</i> have bits, and +bridles, and restraints for the vulgar.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Your opinion is very just, as far as it goes; but +it does not go far enough, since it does not go to the root +of the evil; for while you value yourself on the soundness +of this principle as a politician, I wish you also to see the +reason of it as a Christian; depend upon it, if religion be +good for the community at large, it is equally good for +every family; and what is right for a family is equally +right for each individual in it. You have therefore yourself +brought the most unanswerable argument why you +ought to be religious yourself, by asking how we shall keep +others in order without religion. For, believe me, Mr. +Bragwell, there is no particular clause to except <i>you</i> in the +gospel. There are no exceptions there in favor of any one +class of men. The same restraints which are necessary for +the people at large, are equally necessary for men of every +order, high and low, rich and poor, bond and free, learned +and ignorant. If Jesus Christ died for no one particular +rank, class, or community, then there is no one rank, class, +or community, exempt from the obedience to his laws enjoined +by the gospel. May I ask you, Mr. Bragwell, what +is your reason for going to church? +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_330" id="Page_330">[Pg 330]</a></span></p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Sir, I am shocked at your question. How +can I avoid doing a thing so customary and so creditable? +Not go to church, indeed! What do you take me for, +Mr. Worthy? I am afraid you suspect me to be a papist, +or a heathen, or of some religion or other that is not Christian.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> If a foreigner were to hear how violently one +set of Christians in this country often speak against another, +how earnest would he suppose us all to be in religious matters: +and how astonished to discover that many a man has +perhaps little other proof to give of the sincerity of his own +religion, except the violence with which he hates the religion +of another party. It is not <i>irreligion</i> which such men +hate; but the religion of the man, or the party, whom we +are set against; now hatred is certainly no part of the religion +of the gospel. Well, you have told me why you go +to church; now pray tell me, why do you confess there on +your bended knees, every Sunday, that "you have erred +and strayed from God's ways?" "that there is no health in +you? that you have done what you ought not to do? and +that you are a miserable sinner?"</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Because it is in the Common Prayer Book, to +be sure; a book which I have heard you yourself say was +written by wise and good men; the glory of Christianity, +the pillars of the Protestant church.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> But have you no other reason?</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> No, I can't say I have.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> When you repeat that excellent form of +confession, do you really feel that you <i>are</i> a miserable +sinner?</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> No, I can't say I do. But that is no objection +to my repeating it: because it may suit the case of +many who are so. I suppose the good doctors who drew it +up, intended that part for wicked people only, such as +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_331" id="Page_331">[Pg 331]</a></span> +drunkards, and thieves, and murderers; for I imagine they +could not well contrive to make the same prayer quite suit +an honest man and a rogue; and so I suppose they thought +it better to make a good man repeat a prayer which suited +a rogue, than to make a rogue repeat a prayer which suited +a good man; and you know it is so customary for every +body to repeat the general confession, that it can't hurt the +credit of the most respectable persons, though every respectable +person must know they have no particular concern in +it; as they are not sinners.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Depend upon it, Mr. Bragwell, those good doctors +you speak of, were not quite of your opinion; they +really thought that what you call honest men were grievous +sinners in a certain sense, and that the best of us stand in need +of making that humble confession. Mr. Bragwell, do +you believe in the fall of Adam?</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> To be sure I do, and a sad thing for Adam it +was; why, it is in the Bible, is it not? It is one of the +prettiest chapters in Genesis. Don't <i>you</i> believe it, Mr. +Worthy?</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Yes, truly I do. But I don't believe it <i>merely</i> +because I read it in Genesis; though I know, indeed, that +I am bound to believe every part of the word of God. But +I have still an additional reason for believing in the fall of +the first man.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Have you, indeed? Now, I can't guess what +that can be.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Why, my own observation of what is within +myself teaches me to believe it. It is not only the third +chapter of Genesis which convinces me of the truth of the +fall, but also the sinful inclinations which I find in my +own heart corresponding with it. This is one of those +leading truths of Christianity of which I can never doubt +a moment: first because it is abundantly expressed or implied +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_332" id="Page_332">[Pg 332]</a></span> +in Scripture; and next, because the consciousness of +the evil nature, I carry about me confirms the doctrine +beyond all doubt. Besides, is it not said in Scripture, that +by one man sin entered into the world, and that "all we, +like lost sheep, have gone astray?" "that by one man's disobedience +many were made sinners?" and so again in twenty +more places that I could tell you of?</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Well; I never thought of this. But is not +this a very melancholy sort of doctrine, Mr. Worthy?</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> It is melancholy, indeed, if we stop here. But +while we are deploring this sad truth, let us take comfort +from another, that "as in Adam all die, so in Christ shall +all be made alive."</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Yes; I remember I thought those very fine +words, when I heard them said over my poor father's grave. +But as it was in the burial of the dead, I did not think of +taking it to myself; for I was then young and hearty, and +in little danger of dying, and I have been so busy ever +since, that I have hardly had time to think of it.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> And yet the service pronounced at the burial +of all who die, is a solemn admonition to all who live. It +is there said, as indeed the Scripture says also, "I am the +resurrection and the life; whosoever <i>believeth in me</i> shall +never die, but I will raise him up at the last day." Now +do you think you <i>believe in Christ</i>, Mr. Bragwell?</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> To be sure I do; why you are always fancying +me an atheist.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> In order to believe in Christ, we must believe +first in our own guilt and our own unworthiness; and when +we do this we shall see the use of a Saviour, and not till then.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Why, all this is a new way of talking. I +can't say I ever meddled with such subjects before in my +life. But now, what do you advise a man to do upon your +plan of religion? +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_333" id="Page_333">[Pg 333]</a></span></p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Why, all this leads me back to the ground +from which we set out, I mean the duty of prayer; for if +we believe that we have an evil nature within us, and that +we stand in need of God's grace to help us, and a Saviour +to redeem us, we shall be led of course to pray for what +we so much need; and without this conviction we shall not +be led to pray.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Well, but don't you think, Mr. Worthy, that +you good folks who make so much of prayer, have lower +notions than we have of the wisdom of the Almighty? +You think he wants to be informed of the thing you tell +him; whereas, I take it for granted that he knows them +already, and that, being so good as he is, he will give me +every thing he sees fit to give me, without my asking it.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> God, indeed, who knows all things, knows what +we want before we ask him; but still has he not said that, +"with prayer and supplication we must make known our +requests unto him?" Prayer is the way in which God has +said that his favor must be sought. It is the channel +through which he has declared it his sovereign will and +pleasure that his blessings should be conveyed to us. What +ascends up in prayer, descends to us again in blessings. It +is like the rain which just now fell, and which had been +drawn up from the ground in vapors to the clouds before it +descended from them to the earth in that refreshing shower. +Besides prayer has a good effect on our minds; it tends to +excite a right disposition toward God in us, and to keep up +a constant sense of our dependence. But above all, it is +the way to get the good things we want. "Ask," says the +Scripture, "and ye shall receive."</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Now, that is the very thing which I was going +to deny: for the truth is, men do not always get what they +ask; I believe if I could get a good crop for asking it, I +would pray oftener than I do. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_334" id="Page_334">[Pg 334]</a></span></p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Sometimes, Mr. Bragwell, men "ask and receive +not, because they ask amiss;" "they ask that they +may consume it on their lusts." They ask worldly blessings, +perhaps, when they should ask spiritual ones. Now, +the latter, which are the good things I spoke of, are always +granted to those who pray to God for them, though the +former are not. I have observed in the case of some +worldly things I have sought for, that the grant of my +prayer would have caused the misery of my life; so that +God equally consults our good in what he withholds, and +in what he bestows.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> And yet you continue to pray on, I suppose?</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Certainly; but then I try to mend as to the +object of my prayers. I pray for God's blessing and favor, +which is better than riches.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> You seem very earnest on this subject.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> To cut the matter short; I ask then, whether +prayer is not positively commanded in the gospel? When +this is the case, we can never dispute about the necessity or +the duty of a thing, as we may when there is no such command. +Here, however, let me just add also, that a man's +prayers may be turned into no small use in the way of discovering +to him whatever is amiss in his life.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> How so, Mr. Worthy?</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Why, suppose now, you were to try yourself +by turning into the shape of a prayer every practice in +which you allow yourself. For instance, let the prayer in +the morning be a sort of preparation for the deeds of the +day, and the prayer at night a sort of retrospection of those +deeds. You, Mr. Bragwell, I suspect, are a little inclined +to covetousness; excuse me, sir. Now, suppose after you +have been during a whole day a little too eager to get rich; +suppose, I say, you were to try how it would sound to beg +of God at night on your knees, to give you still more +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_335" id="Page_335">[Pg 335]</a></span> +money, though you have already so much that you know +not what to do with it. Suppose you were to pray in the +morning, "O Lord, give me more riches, though those +I have are a snare and a temptation to me;" and ask him +in the same solemn manner to bless all the grasping means +you intend to make use of in the day, to add to your substance?</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Mr. Worthy, I have no patience with you for +thinking I could be so wicked.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Yet to make such a covetous prayer as this is +hardly more wicked, or more absurd, than to lead the life +of the covetous, by sinning up to the spirit of that very +prayer which you would not have the courage to put into +words. Still further observe how it would sound to confess +your sins, and pray against them all, except one favorite +sin. "Lord, do thou enable me to forsake all my sins, except +the love of money;" "in this one thing pardon thy +servant." Or, "Do thou enable me to forgive all who +have injured me, except old Giles." This you will object +against as a wicked prayer, it must be wicked in practice. +It is even the more shocking to make it the language of +the heart, or of the life, than of the lips. And yet, because +you have been used to see people act thus, and have not +been used to hear them pray thus, you are shocked at the +one, and not shocked at the other.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Shocked, indeed! Why, at this rate, you would +teach one to hate one's self.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Hear me out, Mr. Bragwell; you turned your +good nephew, Tom Broad, out of doors, you know; you +owned to me it was an act of injustice. Now, suppose on +the morning of your doing so you had begged of God, in +a solemn act of prayer, to prosper the deed of cruelty and +oppression, which you intended to commit that day. I see +you are shocked at the thought of such a prayer. Well, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_336" id="Page_336">[Pg 336]</a></span> +then, would not hearty prayer have kept you from committing +that wicked action? In short, what a life must that be, +no act of which you dare beg God to prosper and bless? +If once you can bring yourself to believe that it is your +bounden duty to pray for God's blessing on your day's work, +you will certainly grow careful about passing such a day as +you may safely ask his blessing upon. The remark may be +carried to sports, diversions, company. A man, who once +takes up the serious use of prayer, will soon find himself +obliged to abstain from such diversions, occupations, and +societies, as he can not reasonably desire that God will +bless to him; and thus he will see himself compelled to +leave off either the practice or the prayer. Now, Mr. Bragwell, +I need not ask you which of the two he that is a real +Christian will give up, sinning or praying.</p> + +<p>Mr. Bragwell began to feel that he had not the best of +the argument, and was afraid he was making no great figure +in the eyes of his friend. Luckily, however, he was relieved +from the difficulty into which the necessity of making +some answer must have brought him, by finding they +were come to the end of their little journey: and he never +beheld the bunch of grapes, which decorated the sign of +the Golden Lion, with more real satisfaction.</p> + +<p>I refer my readers for the transactions at the Golden +Lion, and for the sad adventures which afterward befell Mr. +Bragwell's family, to the fifth part of the History of the +Two Wealthy Farmers. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_337" id="Page_337">[Pg 337]</a></span></p> + + +<hr class="secbreak" /> +<h3>PART V. +<span class="subheading2"><br />THE GOLDEN LION.</span> +</h3> + +<p>Mr. Bragwell and Mr. Worthy alighted at the Golden +Lion. It was market-day: the inn, the yard, the town was +all alive. Bragwell was quite in his element. Money, company, +and good cheer always set his spirits afloat. He felt +himself the principal man in the scene. He had three +great objects in view; the sale of his land; the letting Mr. +Worthy see how much he was looked up to by so many +substantial people, and the showing these people what a +wise man his most intimate friend, Mr. Worthy was. It was +his way to try to borrow a little credit from every person, +and every thing he was connected with, and by the credit to +advance his interest and increase his wealth.</p> + +<p>The farmers met in a large room; and while they were +transacting their various concerns, those whose pursuits +were the same naturally herded together. The tanners +were drawn to one corner, by the common interest which +they took in bark and hides. A useful debate was carrying +on at another little table, whether the practice of <i>sowing</i> +wheat or of <i>planting</i> it were most profitable. Another set +were disputing whether horses or oxen were best for plowing. +Those who were concerned in canals, sought the company +of other canalers; while some, who were interested in the +new bill for inclosures, wisely looked out for such as knew +most about waste lands.</p> + +<p>Mr. Worthy was pleased with all these subjects, and +picked up something useful on each. It was a saying of his, +that most men understood some one thing, and that he who +was wise would try to learn from every man something on +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_338" id="Page_338">[Pg 338]</a></span> +the subject he best knew; but Mr. Worthy made a further +use of the whole. What a pity is it, said he, that Christians +are not so desirous to turn their time to good account as men +of business are! When shall we see religious persons as +anxious to derive profit from the experience of others as these +farmers? When shall we see them as eager to turn their +time to good account? While I approve these men for not +being <i>slothful in business</i>, let me improve the hint, by being +also <i>fervent in spirit</i>.</p> + + +<h4>SHOWING HOW MUCH WISER THE CHILDREN OF THIS GENERATION +ARE THAN THE CHILDREN OF LIGHT.</h4> + +<p>When the hurry was a little over, Mr. Bragwell took a turn +on the bowling-green. Mr. Worthy followed him, to ask why +the sale of the estate was not brought forward. "Let the +auctioneer proceed to business," said he; "the company will +be glad to get home by daylight. I speak mostly with a +view to others; for I do not think of being a purchaser myself." +"I know it," said Bragwell, "or I would not be such a +fool as to let the cat out of the bag. But is it really possible," +proceeded he, with a smile of contempt, "that you should +think I will sell my estate before dinner? Mr. Worthy, you +are a clever man at books, and such things; and perhaps +can make out an account on paper in a handsomer manner +than I can. But I never found much was to be got by fine +writing. As to figures, I can carry enough of them in my +head to add, divide, and multiply more money than your +learning will ever give you the fingering of. You may beat +me at a book, but you are a very child at a bargain. Sell +my land before dinner, indeed!"</p> + +<p>Mr. Worthy was puzzled to guess how a man was to +show more wisdom by selling a piece of ground at one hour +than another, and desired an explanation. Bragwell felt +rather more contempt for his understanding than he had +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_339" id="Page_339">[Pg 339]</a></span> +ever done before. "Look'ee, Mr. Worthy," said he, "I do not +think that knowledge is of any use to a man, unless he has +sense enough to turn it to account. Men are my books, Mr. +Worthy; and it is by reading, spelling, and putting them +together to good purpose, that I have got up in the world. I +shall give you a proof of this to-day. These farmers are most +of them come to the Lion with a view of purchasing this bit +of land of mine, if they should like the bargain. Now, as +you know a thing can't be any great bargain both to the +buyer and the seller too, to them and to me, it becomes me +as a man of sense, who has the good of his family at heart, to +secure the bargain to myself. I would not cheat any man, +sir, but I think it fair enough to turn his weakness to my +own advantage; there is no law against that, you know; and +this is the use of one man's having more sense than another. +So, whenever I have a piece of land to sell, I always give +a handsome dinner, with plenty of punch and strong beer. +We fill up the morning with other business; and I carefully +keep back my talk about the purchase till we have dined. +At dinner we have, of course a slice of politics. This puts +most of us into a passion, and you know anger is thirsty. +Besides 'Church and King' naturally brings on a good +many other toasts. Now, as I am master of the feast, you +know it would be shabby in me to save my liquor; so I +push about the glass one way, and the tankard the other, +till all my company are as merry as kings. Every man is +delighted to see what a fine hearty fellow he has to deal +with, and Mr. Bragwell receives a thousand compliments. +By this time they have gained as much in good humor as +they have lost in sober judgment, and this is the proper moment +for setting the auctioneer to work, and this I commonly +do to such good purpose, that I go home with my +purse a score or two pounds heavier than if they had not +been warmed by their dinner. In the morning men are +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_340" id="Page_340">[Pg 340]</a></span> +cool and suspicious, and have all their wits about them; but +a cheerful glass cures all distrust. And what is lucky, I +add to my credit as well as my pocket, and get more praise +for my dinner than blame for my bargain."</p> + +<p>Mr. Worthy was struck with the absurd vanity which +could tempt a man to own himself guilty of an unfair +action for the sake of showing his wisdom. He was beginning +to express his disapprobation, when they were told +dinner was on the table. They went in, and were soon seated. +All was mirth and good cheer. Every body agreed that no +one gave such hearty dinners as Mr. Bragwell. Nothing +was pitiful where he was master of the feast. Bragwell, +who looked with pleasure on the excellent dinner before +him, and enjoyed the good account to which he should turn +it, heard their praises with delight, and cast an eye on +Worthy, as much as to say Who is the wise man now? Having +a mind, for his own credit, to make his friend talk, he +turned to him saying, "Mr. Worthy, I believe no people in +the world enjoy life more than men of our class. We have +money and power, we live on the fat of the land, and have +as good right to gentility as the best."</p> + +<p>"As to gentility, Mr. Bragwell," replied Worthy, "I am not +sure that this is among the wisest of our pretensions. But +I will say, that ours is a creditable and respectable business. +In ancient times, farming was the employment of princes +and patriarchs; and, now-a-days, an honest, humane, sensible, +English yeoman, I will be bold to say, is not only a +very useful, but an honorable character. But then, he +must not merely think of <i>enjoying life</i> as you call it, but he +must think of living up to the great ends for which he was +sent into the world. A wealthy farmer not only has it in +his power to live well, but to do much good. He is not +only the father of his own family, but his workmen, his dependants, +and the poor at large, especially in these hard +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_341" id="Page_341">[Pg 341]</a></span> +times. He has in his power to raise into credit all the +parish offices which have fallen into disrepute by getting +into bad hands; and he can convert, what have been +falsely thought mean offices, into very important ones, by +his just and Christian-like manner of filling them. An +upright juryman, a conscientious constable, a humane +overseer, an independent elector, an active superintendent +of a work-house, a just arbitrator in public disputes, a +kind counselor in private troubles; such a one, I say, fills +up a station in society no less necessary, and, as far as it +reaches, scarcely less important than that of a magistrate, +a sheriff of a county, or even a member of parliament. +That can never be a slight or degrading office, on which the +happiness of a whole parish may depend."</p> + +<p>Bragwell, who thought the good sense of his friend reflected +credit on himself, encouraged Worthy to go on, but he +did it in his own vain way. "Ay, very true, Mr. Worthy," +said he, "you are right; a leading man in our class ought to +be looked up to as an example, as you say; in order to +which, he should do things handsomely and liberally, and +not grudge himself, or his friends, any thing;" casting an +eye of complacency on the good dinner he had provided. +"True," replied Mr. Worthy, "he should be an example of +simplicity, sobriety, and plainness of manners. But he will +do well," added he, "not to affect a frothy gentility, which +will sit but clumsily upon him. If he has money, let him +spend prudently, lay up moderately for his children, and +give liberally to the poor. But let him rather seek to dignify +his own station by his virtues, than to get above it by +his vanity. If he acts thus, then, as long as his country +lasts, a farmer of England will be looked upon as one of its +most valuable members; nay more, by this conduct, he may +contribute to make England last the longer. The riches of +the farmer, corn and cattle, are the true riches of a nation; +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_342" id="Page_342">[Pg 342]</a></span> +but let him remember, that though corn and cattle <i>enrich</i> a +country, nothing but justice, integrity, and religion, can +<i>preserve</i> it."</p> + +<p>Here one of the company, who was known to be a man +of loose principles, and who seldom went to public worship, +said he had no objection to religion, and was always ready +to testify his regard to it by drinking church and king. On +this Mr. Worthy remarked, that he was afraid that too +many contented themselves with making this toast include +the whole of their religion, if not of their loyalty. "It is +with real sorrow," continued he, "that I am compelled to observe, +that though there are numberless honorable instances +to the contrary, yet I have seen more contempt and neglect +of Christianity in men of our calling, than in almost any +other. They too frequently hate the rector on account of +his tithes, to which he has as good a right as they have to +their farms, and the curate on account of his poverty; but +the truth is, religion itself is often the concealed object of +their dislike. I know too many, who, while they affect a +violent outward zeal for the church, merely because they +conceive its security to be somehow connected with their +own political advantages, yet prove the hollowness of their attachment, +by showing little regard to its ministers, and less +to its ordinance."</p> + +<p>Young Wilson, the worthy grazier, whom Miss Bragwell +turned off because he did not understand French dances, +thanked Mr. Worthy for what he had said, and hoped he +should be the better for it as long as he lived, and desired +his leave to be better acquainted. Most of the others declared +they had never heard a finer speech, and then, as is +usual, proceeded to show the good effect it had on them, +by loose conversation, hard drinking, and whatever could +counteract all that Worthy had been saying.</p> + +<p>Mr. Worthy was much concerned to hear Mr. Bragwell, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_343" id="Page_343">[Pg 343]</a></span> +after dinner, whisper to the waiter, to put less and less water +into every fresh bowl of punch. This was his old way; +if the time they had to sit was long, then the punch was to +be weaker, as he saw no good in wasting money to make it +stronger than the time required. But if time pressed, then +the strength was to be increased in due proportion, as a +small quantity must then intoxicate them as much in a +short time as would be required of a greater quantity had +the time been longer. This was one of Mr. Bragwell's nice +calculations; and this was the sort of skill on which he so +much valued himself.</p> + +<p>At length the guests were properly primed for business; +just in that convenient stage of intoxication which makes +men warm and rash, yet keeps short of that absolute drunkenness +which disqualifies for business, the auctioneer set to +work. All were bidders, and, if possibly, all would have +been purchasers; so happily had the feast and the punch +operated. They bid on with a still increasing spirit, till +they got so much above the value of the land, that Bragwell +with a wink and a whisper, said: "Who would sell his +land fasting? Eh! Worthy?" At length the estate was +knocked down, at a price very far above its worth.</p> + +<p>As soon as it was sold, Bragwell again said softly to +Worthy, "Five from fifty and there remain forty-five. The +dinner and drink won't cost me five pounds, and I have got +fifty more than the land was worth. Spend a shilling to +gain a pound! This is what I call practical arithmetic, +Mr. Worthy."</p> + +<p>Mr. Worthy was glad to get out of this scene; and seeing +that his friend was quite sober, he resolved as they rode +home, to deal plainly with him. Bragwell had found out, +among his calculations, that there were some sins which +could only be committed, by a prudent man, one at a time. +For instance, he knew that a man could not well get rich +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_344" id="Page_344">[Pg 344]</a></span> +and get drunk at the same moment; so that he used to +practice one first, and the other after; but he had found +out that some vices made very good company together; +thus, while he had watched himself in drinking, lest he +should become as unfit to sell as his guests were to buy, he +had indulged, without measure, in the good dinner he had +provided. Mr. Worthy, I say, seeing him able to bear +reason, rebuked him for this day's proceedings with some +severity. Bragwell bore his reproofs with that sort of +patience which arises from an opinion of one's own wisdom, +accompanied by a recent flush of prosperity. He behaved +with that gay good humor, which grows out of united vanity +and good fortune. "You are too squeamish, Mr. +Worthy," said he, "I have done nothing discreditable. +These men came with their open eyes. There is no compulsion +used. They are free to bid or to let it alone. I +make them welcome, and I shall not be thought a bit the +worse of by them to-morrow, when they are sober. Others +do it besides me, and I shall never be ashamed of any thing +as long as I have custom on my side."</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> I am sorry, Mr. Bragwell, to hear you support +such practices by such arguments. There is not, perhaps, +a more dangerous snare to the souls of men than is to be +found in that word <span class="smcap">custom</span>. It is a word invented to reconcile +corruption with credit, and sin with safety. But no +custom, no fashion, no combination of men, to set up a false +standard can ever make a wrong action right. That a +thing is often done, is so far from a proof of its being right, +that it is the very reason which will set a thinking man to +inquire if it be not really wrong, lest he should be following +"a multitude to do evil." Right is right, though only one +man in a thousand pursues it; and wrong will be forever +wrong, though it be the allowed practice of the other nine +hundred and ninety-nine. If this shameful custom be really +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_345" id="Page_345">[Pg 345]</a></span> +common, which I can hardly believe, that is a fresh reason +why a conscientious man should set his face against it. +And I must go so far as to say (you will excuse me, Mr. +Bragwell) that I see no great difference, in the eye of conscience, +whatever there may be in the eye of the law, between +your making a man first lose his reason, and then +getting fifty guineas out of his pocket, <i>because</i> he has lost +it, and your picking the fifty guineas out of his pocket, if +you had met him dead drunk in his way home to-night. +Nay, he who meets a man already drunk and robs him, +commits but one sin; while he who makes him drunk first +that he may rob him afterward, commits two.</p> + +<p>Bragwell gravely replied: "Mr. Worthy, while I have +the practice of people of credit to support me, and the law +of the land to protect me, I see no reason to be ashamed of +any thing I do." "Mr. Bragwell," answered Worthy, "a +truly honest man is not always looking sharp about him, to +see how far custom and the law will bear him out; if he +be honest on principle, he will consult the law of his conscience, +and if he be a Christian, he will consult the written +law of God. We never deceive ourselves more than +when we overreach others. You would not allow that you +had robbed your neighbor for the world, yet you are not +ashamed to own you have outwitted him. I have read this +great truth in the works of a heathen, Mr. Bragwell, that +the chief misery of man arises from his not knowing how +to make right calculations."</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Sir, the remark does not belong to me. I have +not made an error of a farthing. Look at the account, sir—right +to the smallest fraction.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Sir, I am talking of final accounts; spiritual +calculations; arithmetic in the long run. Now, in this, +your real Christian is the only true calculator; he has found +out that we shall be richer in the end, by denying, than by +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_346" id="Page_346">[Pg 346]</a></span> +indulging ourselves. He knows that when the balance +comes to be struck, when profit and loss shall be summed +up, and the final account adjusted, that whatever ease, prosperity, +and delight we had in this world, yet if we have lost +our souls in the end, we can not reckon that we have made +a good bargain. We can not pretend that a few items of +present pleasure make any great figure, set over against +the sum total of eternal misery. So you see it is only for +want of a good head at calculation that men prefer time to +eternity, pleasure to holiness, earth to heaven. You see if +we get our neighbor's money at the price of our own integrity; +hurt his good name, but destroy our own souls; +raise our outward character, but wound our inward conscience; +when we come to the last reckoning, we shall find +that we were only knaves in the second instance, but fools +in the first. In short, we shall find that whatever other +wisdom we possessed, we were utterly ignorant of the skill +of true calculation.</p> + +<p>Notwithstanding this rebuff, Mr. Bragwell got home in +high spirits, for no arguments could hinder him from feeling +that he had the fifty guineas in his purse.</p> + +<p>There is to a worldly man something so irresistible in the +actual possession of present, and visible, and palpable pleasure, +that he considers it as a proof of his wisdom to set +them in decided opposition to the invisible realities of +eternity.</p> + +<p>As soon as Bragwell came in, he gayly threw the money +he had received on the table, and desired his wife to lock it +up. Instead of receiving it with her usual satisfaction, she +burst into a violent fit of passion, and threw it back to him. +"You may keep your cash yourself," said she. "It is all +over—we want no more money. You are a ruined man! +A wicked creature, scraping and working as we have done +for her!" Bragwell trembled, but durst not ask what he +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_347" id="Page_347">[Pg 347]</a></span> +dreaded to hear. His wife spared him the trouble, by crying +out as soon as her rage permitted: "The girl is ruined; +Polly is gone off!" Poor Bragwell's heart sunk within +him; he grew sick and giddy, and as his wife's rage swallowed +up her grief, so, in his grief, he almost forgot his +anger. The purse fell from his hand, and he cast a look of +anguish upon it, finding, for the first time, that money could +not relieve his misery.</p> + +<p>Mr. Worthy, who, though much concerned, was less discomposed, +now called to mind, that the young lady had not +returned with her mother and sister the night before; he +begged Mrs. Bragwell to explain this sad story. She, instead +of soothing her husband, fell to reproaching him. "It +is all your fault," said she; "you were a fool for your pains. +If I had had my way the girls would never have kept company +with any but men of substance, and then they could +not have been ruined." "Mrs. Bragwell," said Worthy, +"if she has chosen a bad man, it would be still a misfortune, +even though he had been rich." "O, that would alter the +case," said she, "a <i>fat sorrow is better than a lean one</i>. But +to marry a beggar, there is no sin like that." Here Miss +Betsy, who stood sullenly by, put in a word, and said, her +sister, however, had not disgraced herself by having married +a farmer or a tradesman; she had, at least, made choice of +a gentleman. "What marriage! what gentleman!" cried +the afflicted father. "Tell me the worst;" He was now +informed that his darling daughter was gone off with a +strolling player, who had been acting in the neighboring +villages lately. Miss Betsy again put in, saying, he was no +stroller, but a gentleman in disguise, who only acted for his +own diversion. "Does he so," said the now furious Bragwell, +"then he shall be transported for mine."</p> + +<p>At this moment a letter was brought him from his new +son-in-law, who desired his leave to wait upon him, and implore +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_348" id="Page_348">[Pg 348]</a></span> +his forgiveness. He owned he had been shopman to +a haberdasher; but thinking his person and talents ought +not to be thrown away upon trade, and being also a little +behindhand, he had taken to the stage with a view of +making his fortune; that he had married Miss Bragwell +entirely for love, and was sorry to mention so paltry a thing +as money, which he despised, but that his wants were pressing: +his landlord, to whom he was in debt, having been so +vulgar as to threaten to send him to prison. He ended +with saying: "I have been obliged to shock your daughter's +delicacy, by confessing my unlucky real name. I believe +I owe part of my success with her, to my having assumed +that of Augustus Frederic Theodosius. She is inconsolable +at this confession, which, as you are now my +father, I must also make to you, and subscribe myself, with +many blushes, by the vulgar name of your dutiful son,</p> + +<p class="sig" style="margin-bottom:1.5em"> +<span class="smcap">"Timothy Incle."</span> +</p> + +<p>"O!" cried the afflicted father, as he tore the letter in a +rage, "Miss Bragwell married to a strolling actor! How +shall I bear it?" "Why, I would not bear it at all," cried +the enraged mother; "I would never see her; I would +never forgive her; I would let her starve at the corner of +the barn, while that rascal, with all those pagan, popish +names, was ranting away at the other." "Nay," said Miss +Betsy, "if he is only a shopman, and if his name be really +Timothy Incle, I would never forgive her neither. But +who would have thought it by his looks, and by his <i>monstrous +genteel</i> behavior? no, he never can have so vulgar a +name."</p> + +<p>"Come, come," said Mr. Worthy, "were he really an +honest haberdasher, I should think there was no other harm +done, except the disobedience of the thing. Mr. Bragwell, +this is no time to blame you, or hardly to reason with you. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_349" id="Page_349">[Pg 349]</a></span> +I feel for you sincerely. I ought not, perhaps, just at +present, to reproach you for the mistaken manner in which +you have bred up your daughters, as your error has brought +its punishment along with it. You now see, because you +now feel, the evil of a false education. It has ruined your +daughter; your whole plan unavoidably led to some such +end. The large sums you spent to qualify them, as you +thought, for a high station, only served to make them +despise their own, and could do them nothing but harm, +while your habits of life properly confined them to company +of a lower class. While they were better dressed than the +daughters of the first gentry, they were worse taught as to +real knowledge, than the daughters of your plowmen. Their +vanity has been raised by excessive finery, and kept alive +by excessive flattery. Every evil temper has been fostered +by indulgence. Their pride has never been controlled; their +self-will has never been subdued; their idleness has laid +them open to every temptation, and their abundance has +enabled them to gratify every desire; their time, that precious +talent, has been entirely wasted. Every thing they +have been taught to do is of no use, while they are utterly +unacquainted with all which they ought to have known. I +deplore Miss Polly's false step. That she should have married +a runaway shopman, turned stroller, I truly lament. +But for what better husband was she qualified? For the +wife of a farmer she was too idle; for the wife of a tradesman +she was too expensive; for the wife of a gentleman she +was too ignorant. You yourself was most to blame. You +expected her to act wisely, though you never taught her +that <i>fear of God which is the beginning of wisdom</i>. I owe +it to you, as a friend, and to myself as a Christian, to declare, +that your practices in the common transactions of +life, as well as your present misfortune, are almost the natural +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_350" id="Page_350">[Pg 350]</a></span> +consequences of those false principles which I protested +against when you were at my house."<a name="FNanchor_12" id="FNanchor_12"></a><a href="#Footnote_12" class="fnanchor">[12]</a></p> + +<p>Mrs. Bragwell attempted several times to interrupt Mr. +Worthy, but her husband would not permit it. He felt +the force of all his friend said, and encouraged him to proceed. +Mr. Worthy thus went on: "It grieves me to say +how much your own indiscretion has contributed even to +bring on your present misfortune. You gave your countenance +to this very company of strollers, though you knew +they were acting in defiance of the laws of the land, to say +no worse. They go from town to town, and from barn to +barn, stripping the poor of their money, the young of their +innocence, and all of their time. Do you remember with +how much pride you told me that you had bespoke <i>The +Bold Stroke for a Wife</i>, for the benefit of this very Mr. +Frederic Theodosius? To this pernicious ribaldry you not +only carried your own family, but wasted I know not how +much money in treating your workmen's wives and children, +in these hard times, too, when they have scarcely +bread to eat, or a shoe on their feet; and all this only that +you might have the absurd pleasure of seeing those flattering +words, <i>By desire of Mr. Bragwell</i>, stuck up in print at +the public house, on the blacksmith's shed, at the turnpike-gate, +and on the barn-door."</p> + +<p>Mr. Bragwell acknowledged that his friend's rebuke was +too just, and he looked so very contrite as to raise the pity +of Mr. Worthy, who, in a mild voice, thus went on: "What +I have said is not so much to reproach you with the ruin +of one daughter, as from a desire to save the other. Let +Miss Betsy go home with me. I do not undertake to be +her jailor, but I will be her friend. She will find in my +daughters kind companions, and in my wife a prudent guide. +I know she will dislike us at first, but I do not despair in +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_351" id="Page_351">[Pg 351]</a></span> +time of convincing her that a sober, humble, useful, pious +life, is as necessary to make us happy on earth, as it is to fit +us for heaven."</p> + +<p>Poor Miss Betsy, though she declared it would be <i>frightful +dull</i>, and <i>monstrous vulgar</i>, and <i>dismal melancholy</i>, yet +was she so terrified at the discontent and grumbling which +she would have to endure at home, that she sullenly consented. +She had none of that filial tenderness which led +her to wish to stay and sooth and comfort her afflicted +father. All she thought about was to get out of the way +of her mother's ill humor, and to carry so much of her finery +with her as to fill the Misses Worthy with envy and +respect. Poor girl! she did not know that envy was a +feeling they never indulged; and that fine clothes were the +last thing to draw their respect.</p> + +<p>Mr. Worthy took her home next day. When they reached +his house they found there young Wilson, Miss Betsy's old +admirer. She was much pleased at this, and resolved to +treat him well. But her good or ill treatment now signified +but little. This young grazier reverenced Mr. Worthy's +character, and ever since he had met him at the Lion, had +been thinking what a happiness it would be to marry a +young woman bred up by such a father. He had heard +much of the modesty and discretion of both the daughters, +but his inclination now determined him in favor of the +elder.</p> + +<p>Mr. Worthy, who knew him to be a young man of good +sense and sound principles, allowed him to become a visitor +at his house, but deferred his consent to the marriage till +he knew him more thoroughly. Mr. Wilson, from what he +saw of the domestic piety of this family, improved daily, +both in the knowledge and practice of religion; and Mr. +Worthy soon formed him into a most valuable character. +During this time Miss Bragwell's hopes had revived: but +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_352" id="Page_352">[Pg 352]</a></span> +though she appeared in a new dress almost every day, she +had the mortification of being beheld with great indifference +by one whom she had always secretly liked. Mr. +Wilson married before her face a girl who was greatly her +inferior in fortune, person, and appearance; but who was +humble, frugal, meek, and pious. Miss Bragwell now +strongly felt the truth of what Mr. Wilson had once told +her, that a woman may make an excellent partner for a +dance who would make a very bad companion for life.</p> + +<p>Hitherto Mr. Bragwell and his daughters had only learned +to regret their folly and vanity, as it had produced them +mortification in this life; whether they were ever brought +to a more serious sense of their errors may be seen in a future +part of this history.</p> + + +<hr class="secbreak" /> +<h3>PART VI. +<span class="subheading2"><br />GOOD RESOLUTIONS.</span> +</h3> + +<p>Mr. Bragwell was so much afflicted at the disgraceful +marriage of his daughter, who ran off with Timothy Incle, +the strolling player, that he never fully recovered his spirits. +His cheerfulness, which had arisen from a high opinion of +himself, had been confirmed by a constant flow of uninterrupted +success; and that is a sort of cheerfulness which is +very liable to be impaired, because it lies at the mercy of +every accident and cross event in life. But though his +pride was now disappointed, his misfortunes had not taught +him any humility, because he had not discovered that they +were caused by his own fault; nor had he acquired any patience +or submission, because he had not learned that all +afflictions come from the hand of God, to awaken us to a +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_353" id="Page_353">[Pg 353]</a></span> +deep sense of our sins, and to draw off our hearts from the +perishing vanities of this life. Besides, Mr. Bragwell was +one of those people who, if they would be thought to bear +with tolerable submission such trials as appear to be sent +more immediately from Providence, yet think they have +a sort of right to rebel at every misfortune which befalls +them through the fault of a fellow-creature; as if our fellow-creatures +were not the agents and instruments by which +Providence often sees fit to try or to punish us.</p> + +<p>In answer to his heavy complaints, Mr. Worthy wrote +him a letter in which he expatiated on the injustice of our +impatience, and on the folly of our vindicating ourselves +from guilt in the distinctions we make between those trials +which seem to come more immediately from God, and those +which proceed directly from the faults of our fellow-creatures. +"Sickness, losses, and death, we think," continued +he, "we dare not openly rebel against; while we fancy we +are quite justified in giving loose to our violence when we +suffer by the hand of the oppressor, the unkindness of the +friend, or the disobedience of the child. But this is one of +the delusions of our blinded hearts. Ingratitude, unkindness, +calumny, are permitted to assail us by the same power +who cuts off 'the desire of our eyes at a stroke.' The friend +who betrays us, and the daughter who deceives us, are instruments +for our chastisement, sent by the same purifying +hand who orders a fit of sickness to weaken our bodies, or +a storm to destroy our crop, or a fire to burn down our house. +And we must look for the same remedy in the one case as +in the other; I mean prayer and a deep submission to the +will of God. We must leave off looking at second causes, +and look more at Him who sets them in action. We must +try to find out the meaning of the Providence, and hardly +dare pray to be delivered from it till it has accomplished in +us the end for which it was sent." +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_354" id="Page_354">[Pg 354]</a></span></p> + +<p>His imprudent daughter Bragwell would not be brought +to see or forgive, nor was the degrading name of Mrs. Incle +ever allowed to be pronounced in his hearing. He had +loved her with an excessive and undue affection, and while +she gratified his vanity by her beauty and finery, he deemed +her faults of little consequence; but when she disappointed +his ambition by a disgraceful marriage, all his natural affection +only served to increase his resentment. Yet, though +he regretted her crime less than his own mortification, he +never ceased in secret to lament her loss. She soon found +out she was undone, and wrote in a strain of bitter repentance +to ask him for forgiveness. She owned that her husband, +whom she had supposed to be a man of fashion in +disguise, was a low person in distressed circumstances. She +implored that her father, though he refused to give her husband +that fortune for which alone it was now too plain he +married her, would at least allow her some subsistence; for +that Mr. Incle was much in debt, and, she feared, in danger +of a jail.</p> + +<p>The father's heart was half melted at this account, and +his affection was for a time awakened; but Mrs. Bragwell +opposed his sending her any assistance. She always made +it a point of duty never to forgive; for, she said, it only encouraged +those who had done wrong once to do worse next +time. For her part she had never yet been guilty of so +mean and pitiful a weakness as to forgive any one; for to +pardon an injury always showed either want of spirit to feel +it, or want of power to resent it. She was resolved she +would never squander the money for which she worked early +and late, on a baggage who had thrown herself away on a +beggar, while she had a daughter single, who might yet +raise her family by a great match. I am sorry to say that +Mrs. Bragwell's anger was not owing to the undutifulness +of the daughter, or the worthlessness of the husband; poverty +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_355" id="Page_355">[Pg 355]</a></span> +was in her eyes the grand crime. The doctrine of forgiveness, +as a religious principle, made no more a part of +Mr. Bragwell's system than of his wife's; but in natural +feeling, particularly for this offending daughter, he much +exceeded her.</p> + +<p>In a few months the youngest Miss Bragwell desired leave +to return home from Mr. Worthy's. She had, indeed, only +consented to go thither as a less evil of the two, than staying +in her father's house after her sister's elopement. But +the sobriety and simplicity of Mr. Worthy's family were +irksome to her. Habits of vanity and idleness were become +so rooted in her mind, that any degree of restraint +was a burden; and though she was outwardly civil, it was +easy to see that she longed to get away. She resolved, +however, to profit by her sister's faults; and made her parents +easy by assuring them she would never throw herself +away on a <i>man who was worth nothing</i>. Encouraged by +these promises, which her parents thought included the +whole sum and substance of human wisdom, and which was +all, they said, they could in reason expect, her father allowed +her to come home.</p> + +<p>Mr. Worthy, who accompanied her, found Mr. Bragwell +gloomy and dejected. As his house was no longer a scene +of vanity and festivity, Mr. Bragwell tried to make himself +and his friend believe that he was grown religious; whereas +he was only become discontented. As he had always +fancied that piety was a melancholy, gloomy thing, and as +he felt his own mind really gloomy, he was willing to think +that he was growing pious. He had, indeed, gone more +constantly to church, and had taken less pleasure in feasting +and cards, and now and then read a chapter in the Bible; +but all this was because his spirits were low, and not +because his heart was changed. The outward actions were +more regular, but the inward man was the same. The +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_356" id="Page_356">[Pg 356]</a></span> +forms of religion were resorted to as a painful duty; but +this only added to his misery, while he was utterly ignorant +of its spirit and power. He still, however, reserved religion +as a loathsome medicine, to which he feared he must +have recourse at last, and of which he even now considered +every abstinence from pleasure, or every exercise of piety +as a bitter dose. His health also was impaired, so that his +friend found him in a pitiable state, neither able to receive +pleasure from the world, which he so dearly loved, nor +from religion, which he so greatly feared. He expected to +have been much commended by Mr. Worthy for the change +in his way of life; but Worthy, who saw that the alteration +was only owing to the loss of animal spirits, and to the +casual absence of temptation, was cautious of flattering him +too much. "I thought, Mr. Worthy," said he, "to have +received some comfort from you. I was told, too, that religion +was full of comfort, but I do not much find it." +"You were told the truth," replied Worthy; "religion is +full of comfort, but you must first be brought into a state +fit to receive it before it can become so; you must be +brought to a deep and humbling sense of sin. To give you +comfort while you are puffed up with high thoughts of yourself, +would be to give you a strong cordial in a high fever. +Religion keeps back her cordials till the patient is lowered +and emptied—emptied of self, Mr. Bragwell. If you had a +wound, it must be examined and cleansed, ay, and probed +too, before it would be safe to put on a healing plaster. +Curing it to the outward eye, while it was corrupt at bottom, +would only bring on a mortification, and you would +be a dead man, while you trusted that the plaster was curing +you. You must be, indeed, a Christian before you can +be entitled to the comforts of Christianity."</p> + +<p>"I am a Christian," said Mr. Bragwell; "many of my +friends are Christians, but I do not see as it has done us much +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_357" id="Page_357">[Pg 357]</a></span> +good." "Christianity itself," answered Worthy, "can not +make us good, unless it be applied to our hearts. Christian +privileges will not make us Christians, unless we make use +of them. On that shelf I see stands your medicine. The +doctor orders you to take it. <i>Have</i> you taken it?" "Yes," +replied Bragwell. "Are you the better for it?" said Worthy. +"I think I am," he replied. "But," added Mr. Worthy, +"are you the better because the doctor has ordered it +merely, or because you have also taken it?" "What a foolish +question," cried Bragwell; "why to be sure the doctor +might be the best doctor, and his physic the best physic in +the world; but if it stood forever on the shelf, I could not +expect to be cured by it. My doctor is not a mountebank. +He does not pretend to cure by a charm. The physic is +good, and as it suits my case, though it is bitter, I take it."</p> + +<p>"You have now," said Mr. Worthy, "explained undesignedly +the reason why religion does so little good in the +world. It is not a mountebank; it does not work by a +charm; but it offers to cure your worst corruptions by +wholesome, though sometimes bitter prescriptions. But you +will not take them; you will not apply to God with the +same earnest desire to be healed with which you apply to +your doctor; you will not confess your sins to one as honestly +as you tell your symptoms to the other, nor read your +Bible with the same faith and submission with which +you take your medicine. In reading it, however, you must +take care not to apply to yourself the comforts which are +not suited to your case. You must, by the grace of God, +be brought into a condition to be entitled to the promises, +before you can expect the comfort of them. Conviction is +not conversion; that worldly discontent, which is the effect +of worldly disappointment, is not that <i>godly sorrow which +worketh repentance</i>. Besides, while you have been pursuing +all the gratifications of the world, do not complain that you +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_358" id="Page_358">[Pg 358]</a></span> +have not all the comforts of religion too. Could you live +in the full enjoyment of both, the <i>Bible would not be true</i>."</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> Well, sir, but I do a good action sometimes; +and God, who knows he did not make us perfect, will accept +it, and for the sake of my good actions will forgive my +faults.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Depend upon it, God will never forgive your +sins for the sake of your virtues. There is no commutation +tax there. But he will forgive them on your sincere repentance +for the sake of Jesus Christ. Goodness is not a single +act to be done; so that a man can say, I have achieved it, +and the thing is over; but it is a habit that is to be constantly +maintained; it is a continual struggle with the opposite +vice. No man must reckon himself good for any +thing he has already done; though he may consider it as +an evidence that he is in the right way, if he feels a constant +disposition to resist every evil temper. But every Christian +grace will always find work enough; and he must not fancy +that because he has conquered once, his virtue may now sit +down and take a holiday.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> But I thought we Christians need not be +watchful against sin; because Christ, as you so often tell +me, died for sinners.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> Do not deceive yourself: the evangelical doctrines, +while they so highly exalt a Saviour, do not diminish +the heinousness of sin, they rather magnify it. Do not +comfort yourself by extenuation or mitigation of sin; but +by repentance toward God, and faith in our Lord Jesus +Christ. It is not by diminishing or denying your debt; but +by confessing it, by owning that you have nothing to pay, +that forgiveness is to be hoped.</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> I don't understand you. You want to have +me as good as a saint, and as penitent as a sinner at the +same time. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_359" id="Page_359">[Pg 359]</a></span></p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> I expect of every real Christian, that is, every +real penitent, that he should labor to get his heart and life +impressed with the stamp of the gospel. I expect to see +him aiming at a conformity in spirit and in practice to the +will of God in Jesus Christ. I expect to see him gradually +attaining toward the entire change from his natural self. +When I see a man at constant war with those several pursuits +and tempers which are with peculiar propriety termed +<i>worldly</i>, it is a plain proof to me that the change must have +passed on him which the gospel emphatically terms becoming +"a new man."</p> + +<p><i>Bragwell.</i> I hope then I am altered enough to please +you. I am sure affliction has made such a change in me, +that my best friends hardly know me to be the same man.</p> + +<p><i>Worthy.</i> That is not the change I mean. 'Tis true, from +a merry man you have become a gloomy man; but that is +because you have been disappointed in your schemes: the +principle remains unaltered. A great match for your single +daughter would at once restore all the spirits you have lost +by the imprudence of your married one. The change the +gospel requires is of quite another cast: it is having "a +new heart and a right spirit;" it is being "God's workmanship;" +it is being "created anew in Christ Jesus unto good +works;" it is becoming "new creatures;" it is "old things +being done away, and all things made new;" it is by so +"learning the truth as it is in Jesus—to the putting off the +old man, and putting on the new, which after God is created +in righteousness and true holiness;" it is by "partaking of +the divine nature." Pray observe, Mr. Bragwell, these are +not my words, nor words picked out of any fanatical book; +they are the words of that gospel you profess to believe; +it is not a new doctrine, it is as old as our religion itself. +Though I can not but observe, that men are more reluctant +in believing, more averse to adopting this doctrine than almost +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_360" id="Page_360">[Pg 360]</a></span> +any other: and indeed I do not wonder at it; for +there is perhaps no one which so attacks corruption in its +strongholds; no one which so thoroughly prohibits a lazy +Christian from uniting a life of sinful indulgence with an +outward profession of piety.</p> + +<p>Bragwell now seemed resolved to set about the matter in +earnest; but he resolved in his own strength: he never +thought of applying for assistance to the Fountain of Wisdom; +to Him who giveth might to them who have no +strength. Unluckily the very day Mr. Worthy took leave, +there happened to be a grand ball at the next town, on account +of the assizes. An assize-ball, courteous reader! is +a scene to which gentlemen and ladies periodically resort to +celebrate the crimes and calamities of their fellow-creatures, +by dancing and music, and to divert themselves with feasting +and drinking, while unhappy wretches are receiving +sentence of death.</p> + +<p>To this ball Miss Bragwell went, dressed out with a +double portion of finery, pouring out on her head, in addition +to her own ornaments, the whole band-box of feathers, +beads, and flowers, her sister had left behind her. While +she was at the ball her father formed many plans of religious +reformation; he talked of lessening his business, that +he might have more leisure for devotion; though not <i>just +now</i>, while the markets were so high; and then he began +to think of sending a handsome subscription to the Infirmary; +though, on second thoughts he concluded that he +needed not be in a <i>hurry</i>, but might as well leave it in his +will; though to <i>give</i>, and <i>repent</i>, and <i>reform</i>, were three +things he was bent upon. But when his daughter came +home at night so happy and so fine! and telling how she +had danced with Squire Squeeze, the great corn contractor, +and how many fine things he had said to her, Mr. Bragwell +felt the old spirit of the world return in its full force. A +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_361" id="Page_361">[Pg 361]</a></span> +marriage with Mr. Dashall Squeeze, the contractor, was +beyond his hopes; for Mr. Squeeze was supposed from a +very low beginning to have got rich during the war.</p> + +<p>As for Mr. Squeeze, he had picked up as much of the +history of his partner between the dances as he desired; he +was convinced there would be no money wanting; for Miss +Bragwell, who was now looked on as an only child, must +needs be a great fortune, and Mr. Squeeze was too much +used to advantageous contracts to let this slip. As he was +gaudily dressed, and possessed all the arts of vulgar flattery, +Miss Bragwell eagerly caught at his proposal to wait +on her father next day. Squeeze was quite a man after +Bragwell's own heart, a genius at getting money, a fine dashing +fellow at spending it. He told his wife that this was the +very sort of man for his daughter; for he got money like a +Jew and spent it like a prince; but whether it was fairly +got or wisely spent, he was too much a man of the world +to inquire. Mrs. Bragwell was not so run away with by +appearances but that she desired her husband to be careful, +and make himself quite sure it was the right Mr. Squeeze, +and no impostor. But being assured by her husband that +Betsy would certainly keep her carriage, she never gave +herself one thought with what sort of a man she was to +ride in it. To have one of her daughters drive in her own +coach, filled up all her ideas of human happiness, and drove +the other daughter quite out of her head. The marriage +was celebrated with great splendor, and Mr. and Mrs. +Squeeze set off for London, where they had taken a house.</p> + +<p>Mr. Bragwell now tried to forget that he had any other +daughter; and if some thoughts of the resolutions he had +made of entering on a more religious course would sometimes +force themselves upon him, they were put off, like +the repentance of Felix, <i>to a more convenient season</i>; and +finding he was likely to have a grandchild, he became +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_362" id="Page_362">[Pg 362]</a></span> +more worldly and more ambitious than ever; thinking this +a just pretense for adding house to house, and field to field. +And there is no stratagem by which men more fatally deceive +themselves, than when they make even unborn children +a pretense for that rapine, or that hoarding, of which +their own covetousness is the true motive. Whenever he +ventured to write to Mr. Worthy about the wealth, the +gayety, and the grandeur of Mr. and Mrs. Squeeze, that +faithful friend honestly reminded him of the vanity and uncertainty +of worldly greatness, and the error he had been +guilty of in marrying his daughter before he had taken +time to inquire into the real character of the man, saying, +that he could not help foreboding that the happiness of a +match made at a ball might have an untimely end.</p> + +<p>Notwithstanding Mr. Bragwell had paid down a larger +fortune than was prudent, for fear Mr. Squeeze should fly +off, yet he was surprised to receive very soon a pressing +letter from him, desiring him to advance a considerable +sum, as he had the offer of an advantageous purchase, +which he must lose for want of money. Bragwell was +staggered, and refused to comply; but his wife told him he +must not be shabby to such a gentleman as Squire Squeeze; +for that she heard on all sides such accounts of their grandeur, +their feasts, their carriages, and their liveries, that she +and her husband ought even to deny themselves comforts +to oblige such a generous son, who did all this in honor of +their daughter; besides, if he did not send the money soon, +they might be obliged to lay down their coach, and then +she would never be able to show her face again. At length +Mr. Bragwell lent him the money on his bond; he knew +Squeeze's income was large; for he had carefully inquired +into this particular, and for the rest he took his word. +Mrs. Squeeze also got great presents from her mother, by +representing to her how expensively they were forced to +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_363" id="Page_363">[Pg 363]</a></span> +live to keep up their credit, and what honor she was conferring +on the family of the Bragwell's, by spending their +money in such grand company. Among many other letters +she wrote her the following:</p> + +<div class="letter"> +<p class="head">"TO MRS. BRAGWELL.</p> + +<p>"You can't imagine, dear, mother, how charmingly we +live. I lie a-bed almost all day, and am up all night; but +it is never dark, for all that, for we burn such numbers of +candles all at once, that the sun would be of no use at all +in London. Then I am so happy; for we are never quiet a +moment, Sundays or working-days; nay, I should not know +which was which, only that we have most pleasure on a +Sunday; because it is the only day on which people have +nothing to do but to divert themselves. Then the great +folks are all so kind, and so good; they have not a bit of +pride, for they will come and eat and drink, and win my +money, just as if I was their equal; and if I have got but a +cold, they are so very unhappy that they send to know +how I do; and though I suppose they can't rest till the footman +has told them, yet they are so polite, that if I have +been dying they seem to have forgotten it the next time we +meet, and not to know but they have seen me the day before. +Oh! they are true friends; and for ever smiling, and +so fond of one another, that they like to meet and enjoy +one another's company by hundreds, and always think the +more the merrier. I shall never be tired of such a delightful +life.</p> + +<p class="sig">"Your dutiful daughter,<br /> +<span class="smcap">"Betsy Squeeze."</span></p> +</div> + +<p>The style of her letters, however, altered in a few months. +She owned that though things went on gayer and grander +than ever, yet she hardly ever saw her husband, except her +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_364" id="Page_364">[Pg 364]</a></span> +house was full of company, and cards or dancing was going +on; that he was often so busy abroad he could not come +home all night; that he always borrowed the money her +mother sent her when he was going out on this nightly business; +and that the last time she had asked <i>him</i> for money +he cursed and swore, and bid her apply to the old farmer +and his rib, who were made of money. This letter Mrs. +Bragwell concealed from her husband.</p> + +<p>At length, on some change in public affairs, Mr. Squeeze, +who had made an overcharge of some thousand pounds in +one article, lost his contract; he was found to owe a large +debt to government, and his accounts must be made up immediately. +This was impossible; he had not only spent his +large income, without making any provision for his family, +but had contracted heavy debts by gaming and other vices. +His creditors poured in upon him. He wrote to Bragwell +to borrow another sum; but without hinting at the loss of +his contract. These repeated demands made Bragwell so +uneasy, that instead of sending him the money, he resolved +to go himself secretly to London, and judge by his own +eyes how things were going on, as his mind strangely misgave +him. He got to Mr. Squeeze's house about eleven at +night, and knocked gently, concluding that they must be gone +to bed. But what was his astonishment to find the hall was +full of men; he pushed through in spite of them, though to +his great surprise they insisted on knowing his name, saying +they must carry it to their lady. This affronted him; he +refused, saying, "It is not because I am ashamed of my +name, it will pass for thousands in any market in the west +of England. Is this your London manners, not to let a man +of my credit in without knowing his name indeed!" What +was his amazement to see every room as full of card-tables +and of fine gentlemen and ladies as it would hold. All was +so light, and so gay, and so festive, and so grand, that he +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_365" id="Page_365">[Pg 365]</a></span> +reproached himself for his suspicions, thought nothing too +good for them, and resolved secretly to give Squeeze another +five hundred pounds to help to keep up so much grandeur +and happiness. At length seeing a footman he knew, +he asked him where were his master and mistress, for he +could not pick them out among the company; or rather his +ideas became so confused with the splendor of the scene, +that he did not know whether they were there or not. The +man said, that his master had just sent for his lady up +stairs, and he believed that he was not well. Mr. Bragwell +said he would go up himself and look for his daughter, +as he could not speak so freely to her before all that company.</p> + +<p>He went up, knocked at the chamber door, and its not +being opened, made him push it with some violence. He +heard a bustling noise within, and again made a fruitless +attempt to open the door. At this the noise increased, and +Mr. Bragwell was struck to the heart at the sound of a pistol +from within. He now kicked so violently against the +door that it burst open, when the first sight he saw was his +daughter falling to the ground in a fit, and Mr. Squeeze dying +by a shot from a pistol which was dropping out of his +hand. Mr. Bragwell was not the only person whom the +sound of the pistol had alarmed. The servants, the company, +all heard it, and all ran up to the scene of horror. +Those who had the best of the game took care to bring up +their tricks in their hands, having had the prudence to leave +the very few who could be trusted, to watch the stakes, +while those who had the prospect of losing profiled by the +confusion, and threw up their cards. All was dismay and +terror. Some ran for a surgeon, others examined the dying +man; some removed Mrs. Squeeze to her bed, while poor +Bragwell could neither see, nor hear, nor do any thing. One +of the company took up a letter which lay open upon the table, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_366" id="Page_366">[Pg 366]</a></span> +and was addressed to him; they read it, hoping it might +explain the horrid mystery. It was as follows:</p> + +<div class="letter"> +<p class="head">"TO MR. BRAGWELL.</p> + +<p>"Sir—Fetch home your daughter; I have ruined her, myself, +and the child to which she every hour expects to be a mother. +I have lost my contracts. My debts are immense. You +refuse me money; I must die then; but I will die like a man +of spirit. They wait to take me to prison; I have two executions +in my house; but I have ten card-tables in it. I +would die as I have lived. I invited all this company, and +have drank hard since dinner to get primed for this dreadful +deed. My wife refuses to write to you for another thousand, +and she must take the consequences. <i>Vanity</i> has +been my ruin; it has caused all my crimes. Whoever is +resolved to live beyond his income is liable to every sin. +He can never say to himself, Thus far shalt thou go and no +further. Vanity led me to commit acts of rapine, that I +might live in splendor; vanity makes me commit self-murder, +because I will not live in poverty. The new philosophy +says that death is an eternal sleep; but the new philosophy +lies. Do you take heed; it is too late for me: the dreadful +gulf yawns to swallow me; I plunge into perdition: there +is no repentance in the grave, no hope in hell.</p> + +<p class="sig">"Yours, etc.<br /> +<span class="smcap">"Dashall Squeeze."</span></p></div> + +<p>The dead body was removed, and Mr. Bragwell remaining +almost without speech or motion, the company began to +think of retiring, much out of humor at having their party +so disagreeably broken up: they comforted themselves however, +that it was so <i>early</i> (for it was now scarcely twelve) +they could finish their evening at another party or two; so +completely do habits of <i>pleasure</i>, as it is called, harden the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_367" id="Page_367">[Pg 367]</a></span> +heart, and steel it not only against virtuous impressions, but +against natural feelings! Now it was, that those who had +nightly rioted at the expense of these wretched people, were +the first to abuse them. Not an offer of assistance was +made to this poor forlorn woman; not a word of kindness +or of pity; nothing but censure was now heard, "Why +must these upstarts ape people of quality?" though as long +as these upstarts could feast them, their vulgarity and their +bad character had never been produced against them. "As +long as thou dost well unto thyself, men shall speak good of +thee." One guest who, unluckily, had no other house to go +to, coolly said, as he walked off, "Squeeze might as well +have put off shooting himself till morning. It was monstrously +provoking that he could not wait an hour or two."</p> + +<p>As every thing in the house was seized Mr. Bragwell prevailed +on his miserable daughter, weak as she was, next +morning to set out with him to the country. His acquaintance +with polite life was short, but he had seen a great deal +in a little time. They had a slow and sad journey. In +about a week, Mrs. Squeeze lay-in of a dead child; she herself +languished a few days, and then died; and the afflicted +parents saw the two darling objects of their ambition, for +whose sakes they had made <i>too much haste to be rich</i>, carried +to the land where all things are forgotten. Mrs. Bragwell's +grief, like her other passions, was extravagant; and +poor Bragwell's sorrow was rendered so bitter by self-reproach, +that he would have quite sunk under it, had he not +thought of his old expedient in distress, that of sending for +Mr. Worthy to comfort him.</p> + +<p>It was Mr. Worthy's way, to warn people of those misfortunes +which he saw their faults must needs bring on them; +but not to reproach or desert them when the misfortunes +came. He had never been near Bragwell during the short +but flourishing reign of the Squeezes: for he knew that +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_368" id="Page_368">[Pg 368]</a></span> +prosperity made the ears deaf and the heart hard to counsel; +but as soon as he heard his friend was in trouble, he set out +to go to him. Bragwell burst into a violent fit of tears +when he saw him, and when he could speak, said, "This +trial is more than I can bear." Mr. Worthy kindly took +him by the hand, and when he was a little composed, said, +"I will tell you a short story. There was in ancient times +a famous man who was a slave. His master, who was very +good to him, one day gave him a bitter melon, and made +him eat it: he ate it up without one word of complaint. +'How was it possible,' said the master, 'for you to eat so +very nauseous and disagreeable a fruit?' The slave replied, +'My good master, I have received so many favors from +your bounty, that it is no wonder if I should once in my life +eat one bitter melon from your hands.' This generous answer +so struck the master, that the history says he gave him +his liberty. With such submissive sentiments, my friend, +should man receive his portion of sufferings from God, from +whom he receives so many blessings. You in particular +have received 'much good at the hand of God, shall you +not receive evil also?'"</p> + +<p>"O! Mr. Worthy!" said Bragwell, "this blow is too heavy +for me, I can not survive this shock: I do not desire it, I only +wish to die." "We are very apt to talk most of dying when +we are least fit for it," said Worthy. "This is not the language +of that submission which makes us prepare for death; +but of that despair which makes us out of humor with life. +O! Mr. Bragwell! you are indeed disappointed of the grand +ends which made life so delightful to you; but till your +heart is humbled, till you are brought to a serious conviction +of sin, till you are brought to see what is the true end +of life, you can have no hope in death. You think you +have no business on earth, because those for whose sake you +too eagerly heaped up riches are no more. But is there not +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_369" id="Page_369">[Pg 369]</a></span> +under the canopy of heaven some afflicted being whom you +may yet relieve, some modest merit which you may bring +forward, some helpless creature you may save by your advice, +some perishing Christian you may sustain by your wealth? +When you have no sins of your own to repent of, no mercies +of God to be thankful for, no miseries of others to relieve, +then, and not till then, I consent you should sink down in +despair, and call on death to relieve you."</p> + +<p>Mr. Worthy attended his afflicted friend to the funeral +of his unhappy daughter and her babe. The solemn service, +the committing his late gay and beautiful daughter to +darkness, to worms, and to corruption; the sight of the +dead infant, for whose sake he had resumed all his schemes +of vanity and covetousness, when he thought he had got +the better of them; the melancholy conviction that all +human prosperity ends in <i>ashes to ashes, and dust to dust</i>, +had brought down Mr. Bragwell's self-sufficient and haughty +soul into something of that humble frame in which Mr. +Worthy had wished to see it. As soon as they returned +home, he was beginning to seize the favorable moment for +fixing these serious impressions, when they were unseasonably +interrupted by the parish officer, who came to ask Mr. +Bragwell what he was to do with a poor dying woman who +was traveling the country with her child, and was taken in +a fit under the church-yard wall? "At first they thought +she was dead," said the man, "but finding she still breathed, +they have carried her into the work-house till she could give +some account of herself."</p> + +<p>Mr. Bragwell was impatient at the interruption, which +was, indeed, unseasonable, and told the man that he was at +that time too much overcome by sorrow to attend to business, +but he would give him an answer to-morrow. "But, +my friend," said Mr. Worthy, "the poor woman may die to-night; +your mind is indeed not in a frame for worldly business; +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_370" id="Page_370">[Pg 370]</a></span> +but there is no sorrow too great to forbid our attending +the calls of duty. An act of Christian charity will not +disturb, but improve the seriousness of your spirit; and +though you can not dry your own tears, God may in great +mercy permit you to dry those of another. This may be +one of those occasions for which I told you life was worth +keeping. Do let us see this woman." Bragwell was not +in a state either to consent or refuse, and his friend drew +him to the work-house, about the door of which stood a +crowd of people. "She is not dead," said one, "she moves +her head." "But she wants air," said all of them, while +they all, according to custom, pushed so close upon her +that it was impossible she could get any. A fine boy of +two or three years old stood by her, crying, "Mammy is +dead, mammy is starved." Mr. Worthy made up to the +poor woman, holding his friend by the arm; in order to +give her air he untied a large black bonnet which hid her +face, when Mr. Bragwell, at that moment casting his eyes +on her saw in this poor stranger the face of his own runaway +daughter, Mrs. Incle. He groaned, but could not +speak; and as he was turning away to conceal his anguish, +the little boy fondly caught hold of his hand, lisping out, +"O stay and give mammy some bread." His heart yearned +toward the child; he grasped his little hand in his, while +he sorrowfully said to Mr. Worthy, "It is too much, send +away the people. It is my dear naughty child; '<i>my +punishment is greater than I can bear</i>.'" Mr. Worthy desired +the people to go and leave the stranger to them; but +by this time she was no stranger to any of them. Pale and +meager as was her face, and poor and shabby as was her +dress, the proud and flaunting Miss Polly Bragwell was +easily known by every one present. They went away, but +with the mean revenge of little minds, they paid themselves +by abuse, for all the airs and insolence they had once endured +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_371" id="Page_371">[Pg 371]</a></span> +from her. "Pride must have a fall," said one, "I +remember when she was too good to speak to a poor body," +said another. "Where are her flounces and furbelows +now? It is come home to her at last; her child looks as +if he would be glad of the worst bit she formerly denied +us."</p> + +<p>In the mean time Mr. Bragwell had sunk into an old +wicker chair which stood behind, and groaned out, "Lord, +forgive my hard heart! Lord, subdue my proud heart; +<i>create a clean heart, O God! and renew a right spirit within +me</i>." These were perhaps the first words of genuine prayer +he had ever offered up in his whole life. Worthy overheard +it, and in his heart rejoiced; but this was not a time for +talking, but doing. He asked Bragwell what was to be +done with the unfortunate woman, who now seemed to +recover fast, but she did not see them, for they were behind. +She embraced her boy, and faintly said, "My child, what +shall we do? <i>I will arise and go to my father, and say +unto him, Father, I have sinned against heaven and before +thee.</i>" This was a joyful sound to Mr. Worthy, who was +inclined to hope that her heart might be as much changed +for the better as her circumstances were altered for the +worse; and he valued the goods of fortune so little, and +contrition of soul so much, that he began to think the +change on the whole might be a happy one. The boy then +sprung from his mother, and ran to Bragwell, saying, "Do +be good to mammy." Mrs. Incle looking round, now perceived +her father; she fell at his feet, saying, "O forgive +your guilty child, and save your innocent one from starving." +Bragwell sunk down by her, and prayed God to +forgive both her and himself, in terms of genuine sorrow. +To hear words of real penitence and heart-felt prayer +from this once high-minded father and vain daughter, was +music to Worthy's ears, who thought this moment of outward +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_372" id="Page_372">[Pg 372]</a></span> +misery was the only joyful one he had ever spent in +the Bragwell family.</p> + +<p>He was resolved not to interfere, but to let the father's +own feelings work out the way into which he was to act.</p> + +<p>Bragwell said nothing, but slowly led to his own house, +holding the little boy by the hand, and pointing to Worthy +to assist the feeble steps of his daughter, who once more +entered her father's doors; but the dread of seeing her +mother quite overpowered her. Mrs. Bragwells heart was +not changed, but sorrow had weakened her powers of resistance; +and she rather suffered her daughter to come in, +than gave her a kind reception. She was more astonished +than pleased; and even in this trying moment, was more +disgusted with the little boy's mean clothes, than delighted +with his rosy face. As soon as she was a little recovered, +Mr. Bragwell desired his daughter to tell him how she happened +to be at that place at that time.</p> + +<p>In a weak voice she began: "My tale, sir, is short, but +mournful." Now, I am very sorry that my readers must +wait for this short, but mournful tale, a little longer.</p> + + +<hr class="secbreak" /> +<h3>PART VII. +<span class="subheading2"><br />MRS. INCLE'S STORY.</span> +</h3> + +<p>"I left your house, dear father," said Mrs. Incle, "with +a heart full of vain triumph. I had no doubt but my husband +was a great man, who put on that disguise to obtain +my hand. Judge, then, what I felt to find that he was a +needy impostor, who wanted my money, but did not care +for me. This discovery, though it mortified, did not humble +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_373" id="Page_373">[Pg 373]</a></span> +me. I had neither affection to bear with the man who +had deceived me, nor religion to improve by the disappointment. +I have found that change of circumstances does not +change the heart, till God is pleased to do it. My misfortune +only taught me to rebel more against him. I +thought God unjust; I accused my father, I was envious of +my sister, I hated my husband; but never once did I blame +myself.</p> + +<p>"My husband picked up a wretched subsistence by joining +himself to any low scheme of idle pleasure that was +going on. He would follow a mountebank, carry a dice-box, +or fiddle at the fair. He was always taunting me for +that gentility on which I so much valued myself. 'If I +had married a poor working girl,' said he, 'she could now +have got her bread; but a fine lady without money is a +disgrace to herself, a burden to her husband, and a plague +to society.' Every trial which affection might have made +lighter, we doubled by animosity; at length my husband +was detected in using false dice; he fought with his accuser, +both were seized by a press-gang, and sent to sea. +I was now left to the wide world; and miserable as I had +thought myself before, I soon found there were higher degrees +of misery. I was near my time, without bread for +myself, or hope for my child. I set out on foot in search +of the village where I had heard my husband say his friends +lived. It was a severe trial to my proud heart to stoop to +those low people; but hunger is not delicate, and I was +near perishing. My husband's parents received me kindly, +saying, that though they had nothing but what they earned +by their labor, yet I was welcome to share their hard fare; +for they trusted that God who sent mouths would send meat +also. They gave me a small room in their cottage, and +furnished me with many necessaries, which they denied +themselves." +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_374" id="Page_374">[Pg 374]</a></span></p> + +<p>"O! my child!" interrupted Bragwell, "every word cuts +me to the heart. These poor people gladly gave thee of +their little, while thy rich parents left thee to starve."</p> + +<p>"How shall I own," continued Mrs. Incle, "that all this +goodness could not soften my heart; for God had not yet +touched it. I received all their kindness as a favor done to +them; and thought them sufficiently rewarded for their +attentions by the rank and merit of their daughter-in-law. +When my father brought me home any little dainty which +he could pick up, and my mother kindly dressed it for me, +I would not condescend to eat it with them, but devoured it +sullenly in my little garret alone, suffering them to fetch +and carry every thing I wanted. As my haughty behavior +was not likely to gain their affection, it was plain they did +not love me; and as I had no notion that there were any +motives to good actions but fondness, or self-interest, I was +puzzled to know what could make them so kind to me; for +of the powerful and constraining law of Christian charity I +was quite ignorant. To cheat the weary hours, I looked +about for some books, and found, among a few others of the +same cast, 'Doddridge's Rise and Progress of Religion in +the Soul.' But all those sort of books were addressed to +<i>sinners</i>; now as I knew I was not a sinner, I threw them +away in disgust. Indeed, they were ill suited to a taste +formed by plays and novels, to which reading I chiefly trace +my ruin; for, vain as I was, I should never have been guilty +of so wild a step as to run away, had not my heart been +tainted and my imagination inflamed by those pernicious +books.</p> + +<p>"At length my little George was born. This added to +the burden I had brought on this poor family, but it did +not diminish their kindness, and we continued to share their +scanty fare without any upbraiding on their part, or any +gratitude on mine. Even this poor baby did not soften my +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_375" id="Page_375">[Pg 375]</a></span> +heart; I wept over him, indeed, day and night, but they +were tears of despair; I was always idle, and wasted those +hours in sinful murmurs at his fate, which I should have +employed in trying to maintain him. Hardship, grief, and +impatience, at length brought on a fever. Death seemed +now at hand, and I felt a gloomy satisfaction in the thought +of being rid of my miseries, to which I fear was added a +sullen joy, to think that you, sir, and my mother, would be +plagued to hear of my death when it would be too late; and +in this your grief I anticipated a gloomy sort of revenge. +But it pleased my merciful God not to let me thus perish in +my sins. My poor mother-in-law sent for a good clergyman, +who pointed out the danger of dying in that hard and +unconverted state, so forcibly, that I shuddered to find on +what a dreadful precipice I stood. He prayed with me +and for me so earnestly, that at length God, who is sometimes +pleased to magnify his own glory in awakening those +who are dead in trespasses and sins, was pleased of his free +grace, to open my blind eyes, and soften my stony heart. +I saw myself a sinner, and prayed to be delivered from the +wrath of God, in comparison of which the poverty and disgrace +I now suffered appeared as nothing. To a soul convinced +of sin, the news of a Redeemer was a joyful sound. +Instead of reproaching Providence, or blaming my parents, +or abusing my husband, I now learned to condemn myself, +to adore that God who had not cut me off in my ignorance, +to pray for pardon for the past, and grace for the time to +come. I now desired to submit to penury and hunger, so +that I might but live in the fear of God in this world, and +enjoy his favor in the next. I now learned to compare my +present light sufferings, the consequence of my own sin, +with those bitter sufferings of my Saviour, which he endured +for my sake, and I was ashamed of murmuring. But self-ignorance, +conceit, and vanity were so rooted in me, that my +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_376" id="Page_376">[Pg 376]</a></span> +progress was very gradual, and I had the sorrow to feel how +much the power of long bad habits keeps down the growth +of religion in the heart, even after the principle itself has +begun to take root. I was so ignorant of divine things, +that I hardly knew words to frame a prayer; but when I +got acquainted with the Psalms, I there learned how to +pour out the fullness of my heart, while in the gospel I +rejoiced to see what great things God had done for my +soul.</p> + +<p>"I now took down once more from the shelf 'Doddridge's +Rise and Progress;' and oh! with what new eyes +did I read it! I now saw clearly, that not only the thief +and the drunkard, the murderer and the adulterer are sinners, +for that I knew before! but I found out that the unbeliever, +the selfish, the proud, the worldly-minded, all, in +short, who live without God in the world, are sinners. I +did not now apply the reproofs I met with to my husband, +or my father, or other people, as I used to do; but brought +them home to myself. In this book I traced, with strong +emotions and close self-application, the sinner through all +his course; his first awakening, his convictions, repentance, +joys, sorrows, backsliding, and recovering, despondency, +and delight, to a triumphant death-bed; and God was +pleased to make it a chief instrument in bringing me to +himself. Here it is," continued Mrs. Incle, untying her +little bundle, and taking out a book; "accept it, my dear +father, and I will pray that God may bless it to you, as He +has done to me.</p> + +<p>"When I was able to come down, I passed my time with +these good old people, and soon won their affection. I was +surprised to find they had very good sense, which I never +had thought poor people could have; but, indeed, worldly +persons do not know how much religion, while it mends +the heart, enlightens the understanding also. I now regretted +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_377" id="Page_377">[Pg 377]</a></span> +the evenings I had wasted in my solitary garret, when +I might have passed them in reading the Bible with these +good folks. This was their refreshing cordial after a weary +day, which sweetened the pains of want and age. I one +day expressed my surprise that my unfortunate husband, +the son of such pious parents, should have turned out so +ill: the poor old man said with tears, 'I fear we have been +guilty of the sin of Eli; our love was of the wrong sort. +Alas! like him, <i>we honored our son more than God</i>, and +God has smitten us for it. We showed him by our example, +what was right; but through a false indulgence, we +did not correct him for what was wrong. We were blind +to his faults. He was a handsome boy, with sprightly +parts: we took too much delight in these outward things. +He soon got above our management, and became vain, idle, +and extravagant; and when we sought to restrain him, it +was then too late. We humbled ourselves before God; but +he was pleased to make our sin become its own punishment. +Timothy grew worse and worse, till he was forced +to abscond for a misdemeanor, after which we never saw +him, but have often heard of him changing from one idle +way of life to another; <i>unstable as water</i>, he has been a +footman, a soldier, a shopman, a gambler, and a strolling +actor. With deep sorrow we trace back his vices to our +ungoverned fondness; that lively and sharp wit, by which +he has been able to carry on such a variety of wild schemes, +might, if we had used him to bear reproof in his youth, +have enabled him to have done great service for God and +his country. But our flattery made him wise in his own +conceit; and there is more hope of a fool than of him. +We indulged our own vanity, and have destroyed his +soul.'"</p> + +<p>Here Mr. Worthy stopped Mrs. Incle, saying, that whenever +he heard it lamented that the children of pious parents +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_378" id="Page_378">[Pg 378]</a></span> +often turned out so ill, he could not help thinking that there +must be frequently something of this sort of error in the +bringing them up; he knew, indeed, some instances to the +contrary, in which the best means had failed; but he believed, +that from Eli, the priest, to Incle, the laborer, much +more than half the failures of this sort might be traced to +some mistake, or vanity, or bad judgment, or sinful indulgence +in the parents.</p> + +<p>"I now looked about," continued Mrs. Incle, "in order +to see in what I could assist my poor mother; regretting +more heartily than she did, that I knew no one thing that +was of any use. I was so desirous of humbling myself +before God and her, that I offered even to try to wash." +"You wash!" exclaimed Bragwell, starting up with great +emotion, "Heaven forbid, that with such a fortune and +education, Miss Bragwell should be seen at a washing-tub." +This vain father, who could bear to hear of her distresses +and her sins, could not bear to hear of her washing. Mr. +Worthy stopped him, saying, "As to her fortune, you know +you refused to give her any; and as to her education, you +see it had not taught her how to do any thing better; I am +sorry you do not see in this instance, the beauty of Christian +humility. For my own part I set a greater value on +such an active proof of it, than on a whole volume of professions." +Mr. Bragwell did not quite understand this, and +Mrs. Incle went on. "What to do to get a penny I knew +not. Making of filagree, or fringe, or card-purses, or cutting +out paper, or dancing and singing was of no use in +our village. The shopkeeper, indeed, would have taken +me, if I had known any thing of accounts; and the clergyman +could have got me a nursery-maid's place, if I could +have done good plain work. I made some awkward attempts +to learn to spin and knit, when my mother's wheel +or knitting lay by, but I spoiled both through my ignorance. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_379" id="Page_379">[Pg 379]</a></span> +At last I luckily thought upon the fine netting I +used to make for my trimmings, and it struck me that I +might turn this to some little account. I procured some +twine, and worked early and late to make nets for fishermen, +and cabbage-nets. I was so pleased that I had at +last found an opportunity to show my good will by this +mean work, that I regretted my little George was not big +enough to contribute his share to our support, by traveling +about to sell my nets."</p> + +<p>"Cabbage-nets!" exclaimed Bragwell; "there's no bearing +this. Cabbage-nets! My grandson hawk cabbage-nets! +How could you think of such a scandalous thing?" +"Sir," said Mrs. Incle, mildly, "I am now convinced that +nothing is scandalous which is not wicked. Besides, we +were in want; and necessity, as well as piety, would have +reconciled me to this mean trade." Mr. Bragwell groaned, +and bade her go on.</p> + +<p>"In the mean time my little George grew a fine boy; +and I adored the goodness of God who in the sweetness of +maternal love, had given me a reward for many sufferings. +Instead of indulging a gloomy distrust about the fate of +this child, I now resigned him to the will of God. Instead +of lamenting because he was not likely to be rich, I was +resolved to bring him up with such notions as might make +him contented to be poor. I thought if I could subdue all +vanity and selfishness in him, I should make him a happier +man than if I had thousands to bestow on him; and I +trusted that I should be rewarded for every painful act of +self-denial, by the future virtue and happiness of my child. +Can you believe it, my dear father, my days now passed +not unhappily? I worked hard all day, and that alone is a +source of happiness beyond what the idle can guess. After +my child was asleep at night, I read a chapter in the Bible +to my parents, whose eyes now began to fail them. We +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_380" id="Page_380">[Pg 380]</a></span> +then thanked God over our frugal supper of potatoes, and +talked over the holy men of old, the saints, and the martyrs +who would have thought our homely fare a luxury. We +compared our peace, and liberty, and safety, with their +bonds, and imprisonment, and tortures; and should have +been ashamed of a murmur. We then joined in prayer, in +which my absent parents and my husband were never forgotten, +and went to rest in charity with the whole world, +and at peace with our own souls."</p> + +<p>"Oh! my forgiving child!" interrupted Mr. Bragwell, +sobbing; "and didst thou really pray for thy unnatural +father? and didst thou lay thee down in rest and peace? +Then, let me tell thee, thou wast better off than thy mother +and I were. But no more of this; go on."</p> + +<p>"Whether my father-in-law had worked beyond his +strength, in order to support me and my child, I know not, +but he was taken dangerously ill. While he lay in this +state, he received an account that my husband was dead in +the West Indies of the yellow fever, which has carried off +such numbers of our countrymen; we all wept together, +and prayed that his awful death might quicken us in preparing +for our own. This shock joined to the fatigue of +nursing her sick husband, soon brought my poor mother to +death's door. I nursed them both, and felt a satisfaction in +giving them all I had to bestow, my attendance, my tears, +and my prayers. I, who was once so nice and so proud, so +disdainful in the midst of plenty, and so impatient under +the smallest inconvenience, was now enabled to glorify God +by my activity and by my submission. Though the sorrows +of my heart were enlarged, I cast my burden on Him +who cares for the weary and heavy-laden. After having +watched by these poor people the whole night, I sat down +to breakfast on my dry crust and coarse dish of tea, without +a murmur: my greatest grief was, lest I should bring +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_381" id="Page_381">[Pg 381]</a></span> +away the infection to my dear boy; for the fever was now +become putrid. I prayed to know what it was my duty to +do between my dying parents and my helpless child. To +take care of the sick and aged, seemed to be my first duty; +so I offered up my child to Him who is the father of the +fatherless, and He in mercy spared him to me.</p> + +<p>"The cheerful piety with which these good people +breathed their last, proved to me that the temper of mind +with which the pious poor commonly meet death, is the +grand compensation made them by Providence for all the +hardships of their inferior condition. If they have had +few joys and comforts in life already, and have still fewer +hopes in store, is not all fully made up to them by their +being enabled to leave this world with stronger desires of +heaven, and without those bitter regrets after the good +things of this life, which add to the dying tortures of the +worldly rich? To the forlorn and destitute, death is not so +terrible as it is to him who <i>sits at ease in his possessions</i>, +and who fears that this night his soul shall be required of +him."</p> + +<p>Mr. Bragwell felt this remark more deeply than his +daughter meant he should. He wept, and bade her proceed.</p> + +<p>"I followed my departed parents to the same grave, and +wept over them, but not as one who had no hope. They +had neither houses nor lands to leave me, but they had left +me their Bible, their blessing, and their example, of which +I humbly trust I shall feel the benefits when all the riches +of this world shall have an end. Their few effects, consisting +of some poor household goods, and some working-tools, +hardly sufficed to pay their funeral expenses. I was soon +attacked with the same fever, and saw myself, as I thought, +dying the second time; my danger was the same, but my +views were changed. I now saw eternity in a more awful +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_382" id="Page_382">[Pg 382]</a></span> +light than I had done before, when I wickedly thought +death might be gloomily called upon as a refuge from every +common trouble. Though I had still reason to be humble +on account of my sin, yet, by the grace of God, I saw +death stripped of his sting and robbed of his terrors, +<i>through him who loved me, and gave himself for me</i>; and +in the extremity of pain, <i>my soul rejoiced in God my +Saviour</i>.</p> + +<p>"I recovered, however, and was chiefly supported by the +kind clergyman's charity. When I felt myself nourished +and cheered by a little tea or broth, which he daily sent me +from his own slender provision, my heart smote me, to think +how I had daily sat down at home to a plentiful dinner, without +any sense of thankfulness for my own abundance, or +without inquiring whether my poor sick neighbors were +starving: and I sorrowfully remembered, that what my +poor sister and I used to waste through daintiness, would +now have comfortably fed myself and child. Believe me, +my dear mother, a laboring man who has been brought +low by a fever, might often be restored to his work some +weeks sooner, if on his recovery he was nourished and +strengthened by a good bit from a farmer's table. Less +than is often thrown to a favorite spaniel would suffice; so +that the expense would be almost nothing to the giver, +while to the receiver it would bring health, and strength, +and comfort, and recruited life. And it is with regret I +must observe, that young women in our station are less attentive +to the comforts of the poor, less active in visiting +the cottages of the sick, less desirous of instructing the +young, and working for the aged, than many ladies of +higher rank. The multitude of opportunities of this sort +which we neglect, among the families of our father's distressed +tenants and workmen, will, I fear, one day appear +against us. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_383" id="Page_383">[Pg 383]</a></span></p> + +<p>"By the time I was tolerably recovered, I was forced to +leave the house. I had no human prospect of assistance. +I humbly asked of God to direct my steps, and to give me +entire obedience to his will. I then cast my eye mournfully +on my child; and, though prayer had relieved my +heart of a load which without it would have been intolerable, +my tears flowed fast, while I cried out in the bitterness +of my soul, <i>How many hired servants of my father have +bread enough, and to spare, and I perish with hunger.</i> +This text appeared a kind of answer to my prayer, and +gave me courage to make one more attempt to soften you +in my favor. I resolved to set out directly to find you, to +confess my disobedience, and to beg a scanty pittance with +which I and my child might be meanly supported in some +distant county, where we should not, by our presence, disgrace +our more happy relations. We set out and traveled +as fast as my weak health and poor George's little feet and +ragged shoes would permit. I brought a little bundle of +such work and necessaries as I had left, by selling which we +subsisted on the road." "I hope," interrupted Bragwell, +"there were no cabbage-nets in it?" "At least," said her +mother, "I hope you did not sell them near home?" "No; +I had none left," said Mrs. Incle, "or I should have done it. +I got many a lift in a wagon for my child and my bundle, +which was a great relief to me, as I should have had both +to carry. And here I can not help saying, I wish drivers +would not be too hard in their demands; if they help a poor +sick traveler on a mile or two, it proves a great relief to +weary bodies and naked feet; and such little cheap charities +may be considered as <i>the cup of cold water</i>, which, if given +on right grounds, <i>shall not lose its reward</i>." Here Bragwell +sighed to think that when mounted on his fine bay +mare, or driving his neat chaise, it had never once crossed +his mind that the poor way-worn foot traveler was not +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_384" id="Page_384">[Pg 384]</a></span> +equally at his ease, nor had it ever occurred to him that +shoes were a necessary accommodation. Those who want +nothing are apt to forget how many there are who want +every thing. Mrs. Incle went on; "I got to this village +about seven this morning; and while I sat on the church-yard +wall to rest and meditate how I should make myself +known at home, I saw a funeral; I inquired whose it was, +and learned it was my sister's. This was too much for me, +and I sank down in a fit, and knew nothing that happened +to me from that moment, till I found myself in the work-house +with my father and Mr. Worthy."</p> + +<p>Here Mrs. Incle stopped. Grief, shame, pride, and remorse, +had quite overcome Mr. Bragwell. He wept like a +child, and said he hoped his daughter would pray for him; +for that he was not in a condition to pray for himself, though +he found nothing else could give him any comfort. His deep +dejection brought on a fit of sickness. "O! said he, I now +begin to feel an expression in the sacrament which I used +to repeat without thinking it had any meaning, the <i>remembrance +of my sins is grievous, the burden of them is intolerable</i>. +O! it is awful to think what a sinner a man may be, +and yet retain a decent character! How many thousands +are in my condition, taking to themselves all the credit of +their prosperity, instead of giving God the glory! heaping +up riches to their hurt, instead of dealing their bread to the +hungry! O! let those who hear of the Bragwell family, +never say that <i>vanity is a little sin</i>. In <i>me</i> it has been the +fruitful parent of a thousand sins—selfishness, hardness of +heart, forgetfulness of God. In one of my sons vanity was +the cause of rapine, injustice, extravagance, ruin, self-murder. +Both my daughters were undone by vanity, thought it only +wore the more harmless shape of dress, idleness, and dissipation. +The husband of my daughter Incle it destroyed, +by leading him to live above his station, and to despise +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_385" id="Page_385">[Pg 385]</a></span> +labor. Vanity insnared the souls even of his pious parents, +for while it led them to wish their son in a better condition, +it led them to allow such indulgences as were unfit for his +own. O! you who hear of us, humble yourselves under +the mighty hand of God; resist high thoughts; let every +imagination be brought into obedience to the Son of God. +If you set a value on finery look into that grave; behold +the moldering body of my Betsy, who now says to <i>Corruption, +thou art my father, and to the worm, thou art my +mother, and my sister</i>. Look to the bloody and brainless +head of her husband. O, Mr. Worthy, how does Providence +mock at human foresight! I have been greedy of gain, +that the son of Mr. Squeeze might be a great man; he is +dead; while the child of Timothy Incle, whom I had doomed +to beggary, will be my heir. Mr. Worthy, to you I commit +this boy's education; teach him to value his immortal +soul more, and the good things of this life less than I have +done. Bring him up in the fear of God, and in the government +of his passions. Teach him that unbelief and pride +are at the root of all sin. I have found this to my cost. I +trusted in my riches; I said, 'To-morrow shall be as this +day and more abundant.' I did not remember that <i>for +all these things God would bring me to judgment</i>. I am not +sure that I believe in a judgment: I am not sure that I believe +in a God."</p> + +<p>Bragwell at length grew better, but he never recovered +his spirits. The conduct of Mrs. Incle through life was +that of an humble Christian. She sold all her sister's finery +which her father had given her, and gave the money to the +poor; saying, "It did not become one who professed penitence +to return to the gayeties of life." Mr. Bragwell did +not oppose this; not that he had fully acquired a just notion +of the self-denying spirit of religion, but having a +head not very clear at making distinctions, he was never +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_386" id="Page_386">[Pg 386]</a></span> +able after the sight of Squeeze's mangled body, to think of +gayety and grandeur, without thinking at the same time of +a pistol and bloody brains; for, as his first introduction into +gay life had presented him with all these objects at one +view, he never afterward could separate them in his mind. +He even kept his fine beaufet of plate always shut; because +it brought to his mind the grand unpaid-for sideboard that +he had seen laid out for Mr. Squeeze's supper, to the remembrance +of which he could not help tacking the idea of +debts, prisons, executions, and self-murder.</p> + +<p>Mr. Bragwell's heart had been so buried in the love of +the world, and evil habits had become so rooted in him, that +the progress he made in religion was very slow; yet he +earnestly prayed and struggled against sin and vanity; and +when his unfeeling wife declared she could not love the +boy unless he was called by their name instead of Incle, +Bragwell would never consent, saying he stood in need of +every help against pride. He also got the letter which +Squeeze wrote just before he shot himself, framed and glazed; +this he hung up in his chamber, and made it a rule to +go and read it as often as he found his heart disposed to <span class="smcap">vanity</span>.</p> + + +<hr class="chapbreak" /> +<div><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_387" id="Page_387">[Pg 387]</a></span></div> + +<h2><a name="TIS_ALL_FOR_THE_BEST" id="TIS_ALL_FOR_THE_BEST"></a>'TIS ALL FOR THE BEST.<a name="FNanchor_13" id="FNanchor_13"></a><a href="#Footnote_13" class="fnanchor">[13]</a></h2> +<hr class="decobreak" /> + + +<p>"It is all for the best," said Mrs. Simpson, whenever any +misfortune befell her. She had got such a habit of vindicating +Providence, that instead of weeping and wailing +under the most trying dispensations, her chief care was to +convince herself and others, that however great might be +her sufferings, and however little they could be accounted +for at present, yet that the Judge of all the earth could not +but do right. Instead of trying to clear herself from any +possible blame that might attach to her under those misfortunes +which, to speak after the manner of men, she might +seem not to have <i>deserved</i>, she was always the first to justify +Him who had inflicted it. It was not that she superstitiously +converted every visitation into a <i>punishment</i>; she +entertained more correct ideas of that God who overrules +all events. She knew that some calamities were sent to exercise +her faith, others to purify her heart; some to chastise +her rebellious will, and all to remind her that this "was +not her rest;" that this world was not the scene for the full +and final display of retributive justice. The honor of God +was dearer to her than her own credit, and her chief desire +was to turn all events to his glory. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_388" id="Page_388">[Pg 388]</a></span></p> + +<p>Though Mrs. Simpson was the daughter of a clergyman, +and the widow of a genteel tradesman, she had been reduced +by a succession of misfortunes, to accept of a room +in an almshouse. Instead of repining at the change; instead +of dwelling on her former gentility, and saying, "how +handsomely she had lived once; and how hard it was to be +reduced; and she little thought ever to end her days in an +alms-house"—which is the common language of those who +were never so well off before—she was thankful that such +an asylum was provided for want and age; and blessed God +that it was to the Christian dispensation alone that such +pious institutions owed their birth.</p> + +<p>One fine evening, as she was sitting reading her Bible on +the little bench shaded with honey-suckles, just before her +door, who should come and sit down by her but Mrs. Betty, +who had formerly been lady's maid at the nobleman's house +in the village of which Mrs. Simpson's father had been minister. +Betty, after a life of vanity, was, by a train of misfortunes, +brought to this very alms-house; and though she +had taken no care by frugality and prudence to avoid it, she +thought it a hardship and disgrace, instead of being thankful, +as she ought to have been, for such a retreat. At first +she did not know Mrs. Simpson; her large bonnet, cloak, +and brown stuff gown (for she always made her appearance +conform to her circumstances) being very different from the +dress she had been used to wear when Mrs. Betty had seen +her dining at the great house; and time and sorrow had +much altered her countenance. But when Mrs. Simpson +kindly addressed her as an old acquaintance, she screamed +with surprise. "What! you, madam?" cried she; "you in +an alms-house, living on charity; you, who used to be so +charitable yourself, that you never suffered any distress in +the parish which you could prevent?" "That may be one +reason, Betty," replied Mrs. Simpson, "why Providence has +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_389" id="Page_389">[Pg 389]</a></span> +provided this refuge for my old age. And my heart overflows +with gratitude when I look back on his goodness." +"No such great goodness, methinks," said Betty; "why, +you were born and bred a lady, and are now reduced to +live in an alms-house." "Betty, I was born and bred a +sinner, undeserving of the mercies I have received." "No +such great mercies," said Betty. "Why, I heard you had +been turned out of doors; that your husband had broke; +and that you had been in danger of starving, though I did +not know what was become of you." "It is all true, Betty, +glory be to God! it is all true."</p> + +<p>"Well," said Betty, "you are an odd sort of a gentlewoman. +If from a prosperous condition I had been made a +bankrupt, a widow, and a beggar, I should have thought it +no such mighty matter to be thankful for: but there is no +accounting for taste. The neighbors used to say that all +your troubles must needs be a judgment upon you; but I +who knew how good you were, thought it very hard you +should suffer so much; but now I see you reduced to an +alms-house, I beg your pardon, madam, but I am afraid +the neighbors were in the right, and that so many misfortunes +could never have happened to you without you had +committed a great many sins to deserve them; for I always +thought that God is so just that he punishes us for all our +bad actions, and rewards us for all our good ones." "So +he does, Betty; but he does it in his own way, and at his +own time, and not according to our notions of good and +evil; for his ways are not as our ways. God, indeed, punishes +the bad, and rewards the good; but he does not do it +fully and finally in this world. Indeed he does not set such +a value on outward things as to make riches, and rank, and +beauty, and health, the reward of piety; that would be acting +like weak and erring men, and not like a just and holy +God. Our belief in a future state of rewards and punishments +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_390" id="Page_390">[Pg 390]</a></span> +is not always so strong as it ought to be, even now; +but how totally would our faith fail, if we regularly saw +every thing made even in this world. We shall lose nothing +by having pay-day put off. The longest voyages make +the best returns. So far am I from thinking that God is +less just, and future happiness less certain, because I see the +wicked sometimes prosper, and the righteous suffer in this +world, that I am rather led to believe that God is more just +and heaven more certain: for, in the first place, God will +not put off his favorite children with so poor a lot as the +good things of this world; and next, seeing that the best +men here below do not often attain to the best things; why +it only serves to strengthen my belief that they are not the +best things in His eye; and He has most assuredly reserved +for those that love Him such 'good things as eye has not +seen nor ear heard.' God, by keeping man in Paradise +while he was innocent, and turning him into this world as +soon as he had sinned, gave a plain proof that he never intended +the world, even in its happiest state, as a place of +reward. My father gave me good principles and useful +knowledge; and while he taught me by a habit of constant +employment to be, if I may so say, independent of the +world; yet he led me to a constant sense of dependence on +God—" "I do not see, however," interrupted Mrs. Betty, +"that your religion has been of any use to you. It has +been so far from preserving you from trouble, that I think +you have had more than the usual share."</p> + +<p>"No," said Mrs. Simpson; "nor did Christianity ever +pretend to exempt its followers from trouble; this is no +part of the promise. Nay, the contrary is rather stipulated: +'In the world ye shall have tribulation.' But if it has not +taught me to escape sorrow, I humbly hope it has taught +me how to bear it. If it has taught me not to feel, it has +taught me not to murmur. I will tell you a little of my +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_391" id="Page_391">[Pg 391]</a></span> +story: as my father could save little or nothing for me, he +was desirous of seeing me married to a young gentleman in +the neighborhood, who expressed a regard for me. But +while he was anxiously engaged in bringing this about, my +good father died."</p> + +<p>"How very unlucky," interrupted Betty.</p> + +<p>"No, Betty," replied Mrs. Simpson, "it was very providential; +this man, though he maintained a decent character, +had a good fortune, and lived soberly, yet he would not +have made me happy." "Why, what could you want +more of a man?" said Betty. "Religion," returned Mrs. +Simpson. "As my father made a creditable appearance, +and was very charitable; and as I was an only child, this +gentleman concluded that he could give me a considerable +fortune; for he did not know that all the poor in his +parish are the children of every pious clergyman. Finding +I had little or nothing left me, he withdrew his attentions." +"What a sad thing!" cried Betty. "No, it was all for the +best; Providence overruled his covetousness for my good. +I could not have been happy with a man whose soul was set +on the perishable things of this world; nor did I esteem +him, though I labored to submit my own inclinations to +those of my kind father. The very circumstance of being +left penniless produced the direct contrary effect on Mr. +Simpson: he was a sensible young man, engaged in a prosperous +business. We had long highly valued each other; +but while my father lived, he thought me above his hopes. +We were married; I found him an amiable, industrious, +good-tempered man; he respected religion and religious +people; but with excellent dispositions, I had the grief to +find him less pious than I had hoped. He was ambitious, +and a little too much immersed in worldly schemes; +and though I knew it was all done for my sake, yet that +did not blind me so far as to make me think it right. He +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_392" id="Page_392">[Pg 392]</a></span> +attached himself so eagerly to business, that he thought +every hour lost in which he was not doing something that +would tend to raise me to what he called my proper rank. +The more prosperous he grew the less religious he became: +and I began to find that one might be unhappy with a husband +one tenderly loved. One day as he was standing on +some steps to reach down a parcel of goods, he fell from +the top and broke his leg in two places."</p> + +<p>"What a dreadful misfortune!" said Mrs. Betty. "What +a signal blessing!" said Mrs. Simpson. "Here I am sure I +had reason to say all was for the best; from the very hour +in which my outward troubles began, I date the beginning +of my happiness. Severe suffering, a near prospect of +death, absence from the world, silence, reflection, and above +all, the divine blessing on the prayers and Scriptures I read to +him, were the means used by our merciful Father to turn my +husband's heart. During his confinement he was awakened +to a deep sense of his own sinfulness, of the vanity of all +this world has to bestow, and of his great need of a Saviour. +It was many months before he could leave his bed; +during this time his business was neglected. His principal +clerk took advantage of his absence to receive large sums +of money in his name, and absconded. On hearing of this +great loss, our creditors came faster upon us than we could +answer their demands; they grew more impatient as we +were less able to satisfy them; one misfortune followed another, +till at length Mr. Simpson became a bankrupt."</p> + +<p>"What an evil!" exclaimed Betty. "Yet it led in the +end to much good," resumed Mrs. Simpson. "We were +forced to leave the town in which we had lived with so +much credit and comfort, and to betake ourselves to a mean +lodging in a neighboring village, till my husband's strength +should be recruited, and till we could have time to look +about us and see what was to be done. The first night we +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_393" id="Page_393">[Pg 393]</a></span> +got to this poor dwelling, my husband felt very sorrowful, +not for his own sake, but that he had brought so much +poverty on me, whom he had so dearly loved; I, on the +contrary, was unusually cheerful, for the blessed change in +his mind had more than reconciled me to the sad change +in his circumstances. I was contented to live with him in +a poor cottage for a few years on earth, if it might contribute +to our spending a blessed eternity together in heaven. +I said to him, 'Instead of lamenting that we are now reduced +to want all the comforts of life, I have sometimes +been almost ashamed to live in the full enjoyments of them, +when I have reflected that my Saviour not only chose to +deny himself all these enjoyments, but even to live a life of +hardship for my sake; not one of his numerous miracles +tended to his own comfort; and though we read at different +times that he both hungered and thirsted, yet it was not +for his own gratification that he once changed water into +wine; and I have often been struck with the near position +of that chapter in which this miracle is recorded, to that in +which he thirsted for a draught of water at the well in Samaria.<a name="FNanchor_14" id="FNanchor_14"></a><a href="#Footnote_14" class="fnanchor">[14]</a> +It was for others, not himself, that even the humble +sustenance of barley-bread was multiplied. See here, +we have a bed left us (I had, indeed, nothing but straw to +stuff it with), but the Saviour of the world "had not where +to lay his head."' My husband smiled through his tears, +and we sat down to supper. It consisted of a roll and a +bit of cheese which I had brought with me, and we <a class="corr" name="TC_18" id="TC_18" title="eat">ate</a> it +thankfully. Seeing Mr. Simpson beginning to relapse into +distrust, the following conversation, as nearly as I can remember, +took place between us. He began by remarking, +that it was a mysterious Providence that he had been less +prosperous since he had been less attached to the world, +and that his endeavors had not been followed by that success +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_394" id="Page_394">[Pg 394]</a></span> +which usually attends industry. I took the liberty to +reply: 'Your heavenly Father sees on which side your +danger lies, and is mercifully bringing you, by these disappointments, +to trust less in the world and more in himself. +My dear Mr. Simpson,' added I, 'we trust every body but +God. As children, we obey our parents implicitly, because +we are taught to believe all is for our good which they +command or forbid. If we undertake a voyage, we trust +entirely to the skill and conduct of the pilot; we never torment +ourselves in thinking he will carry us east, when he has +promised to carry us west. If a dear and tried friend makes +us a promise, we depend on him for the performance, and +do not wound his feelings by our suspicions. When you +used to go your annual journey to London, in the mail-coach, +you confided yourself to the care of the coachman +that he would carry you where he had engaged to do so; +you were not anxiously watching him, and distrusting and +inquiring at every turning. When the doctor sends home +your medicine, don't you so fully trust in his ability and +good will that you swallow it down in full confidence? +You never think of inquiring what are the ingredients, why +they are mixed in that particular way, why there is more +of one and less of another, and why they are bitter instead +of sweet! If one dose does not cure you, he orders another, +and changes the medicine when he sees the first does +you no good, or that by long use the same medicine has lost +its effect; if the weaker fails, he prescribes you a stronger; +you swallow all, you submit to all, never questioning the +skill or kindness of the physician. God is the only being +whom we do not trust, though He is the only one who is +fully competent, both in will and power, to fulfill all his +promises; and who has solemnly and repeatedly pledged +himself to fulfill them in those Scriptures which we receive +as his revealed will.'</p> +<p> +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_395" id="Page_395">[Pg 395]</a></span></p> +<p>"Mr. Simpson thanked me for my little sermon, as he +called it; but said, at the same time, that what made my +exhortations produce a powerful effect on his mind was, the +patient cheerfulness with which he was pleased to say I +bore my share in our misfortunes. A submissive behavior, +he said, was the best practical illustration of a real faith. +When we had thanked God for our supper, we prayed together; +after which we read the eleventh chapter of the +epistle to the Hebrews. When my husband had finished +it, he said, 'Surely, if God's chief favorites have been martyrs, +is not that a sufficient proof that this world is not a +place of happiness, no earthly prosperity the reward of virtue? +Shall we, after reading this chapter, complain of our +petty trials? Shall we not rather be thankful that our affliction +is so light?'</p> + +<p>"Next day Mr. Simpson walked out in search of some +employment, by which we might be supported. He got a +recommendation to Mr. Thomas, an opulent farmer and factor, +who had large concerns, and wanted a skillful person to +assist him in keeping his accounts. This we thought a fortunate +circumstance, for we found that the salary would serve +to procure us at least all the necessaries of life. The farmer +was so pleased with Mr. Simpson's quickness, regularity, +and good sense, that he offered us, of his own accord, +a neat little cottage of his own, which then happened to be +vacant, and told us we should live rent free, and promised +to be a friend to us." "All <i>does</i> seem for the best now, +indeed," interrupted Mrs. Betty. "We shall see," said +Mrs. Simpson, and thus went on:</p> + +<p>"I now became very easy and very happy; and was +cheerfully employed in putting our few things in order, and +making every thing look to the best advantage. My husband, +who wrote all day for his employer, in the evening +assisted me in doing up our little garden. This was a +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_396" id="Page_396">[Pg 396]</a></span> +source of much pleasure to us; we both loved a garden, and +we were not only contented but cheerful. Our employer +had been absent some weeks on his annual journey. He +came home on a Saturday night, and the next morning sent +for Mr. Simpson to come and settle his accounts, which +were got behind-hand by his long absence. We were just +going to church, and Mr. Simpson sent back word that he +would call and speak to him on his way home. A second +message followed, ordering him to come to the farmer's directly; +he agreed that he would walk round that way, and +that my husband should call and excuse his attendance.</p> + +<p>"The farmer, more ignorant and worse educated than his +plowman, with all that pride and haughtiness which the +possession of wealth, without knowledge or religion is apt +to give, rudely asked my husband what he meant by sending +him word that he would not come to him till the next +day; and insisted that he should stay and settle the accounts +then. 'Sir,' said my husband, in a very respectful manner, +'I am on my road to church, and I am afraid shall be too +late.' 'Are you so?' said the farmer. 'Do you know +who sent for you? You may, however, go to church, if +you will, so you make haste back; and, d'ye hear, you may +leave your accounts with me, as I conclude you have brought +them with you; I will look them over by the time you return, +and then you and I can do all I want to have done to-day +in about a couple of hours, and I will give you home +some letters to copy for me in the evening.' 'Sir,' +answered my husband, 'I dare not obey you; it is Sunday.' +'And so you refuse to settle my accounts only because it +is Sunday.' 'Sir,' replied Mr. Simpson, 'if you would +give me a handful of silver and gold I dare not break the +commandment of my God.' 'Well,' said the farmer, 'but +this is not breaking the commandment; I don't order you +to drive my cattle, or to work in my garden, or to do any +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_397" id="Page_397">[Pg 397]</a></span> +thing which you might fancy would be a bad example.' +'Sir,' replied my husband, 'the example indeed goes a +great way, but it is not the first object. The deed is wrong +in itself.' 'Well, but I shall not keep you from church; +and when you have been there, there is no harm in doing a +little business, or taking a little pleasure the rest of the day.' +'Sir,' answered my husband, 'the commandment does not +say, thou shalt keep holy the Sabbath <i>morning</i>, but the +Sabbath <i>day</i>.' 'Get out of my house, you puritanical +rascal, and out of my cottage too,' said the farmer; 'for if +you refuse to do my work, I am not bound to keep my engagement +with you; as you will not obey me as a master, +I shall not pay you as a servant.' 'Sir,' said Mr. Simpson, +'I would gladly obey you, but I have a Master in +heaven whom I dare not disobey.' 'Then let him find +employment for you,' said the enraged farmer; 'for I fancy +you will get but poor employment on earth with these scrupulous +notions, and so send home my papers, directly, and +pack off out of the parish.' 'Out of your cottage,' said +my husband, 'I certainly will; but as to the parish, I +hope I may remain in that, if I can find employment.' 'I +will make it too hot to hold you,' replied the farmer, 'so you +had better troop off bag and baggage: for I am overseer, +and as you are sickly, it is my duty not to let any vagabonds +stay in the parish who are likely to become chargeable.'</p> + +<p>"By the time my husband returned home, for he found +it too late to go to church, I had got our little dinner ready; +it was a better one than we had for a long while been accustomed +to see, and I was unusually cheerful at this improvement +in our circumstances. I saw his eyes full of +tears, and oh! with what pain did he bring himself to tell +me that it was the last dinner we must ever eat in this house. +I took his hand with a smile, and only said, 'the Lord gave +and the Lord taketh away, blessed be the name of the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_398" id="Page_398">[Pg 398]</a></span> +Lord.' 'Notwithstanding this sudden stroke of injustice,' +said my husband, 'this is still a happy country. Our employer, +it is true, may turn us out at a moment's notice, because +it is his own, but he has no further power over us; +he can not confine or punish us. His riches, it is true, give +him power to insult, but not to oppress us. The same laws +to which the affluent resort, protect <i>us</i> also. And as to our +being driven out from a cottage, how many persons of the +highest rank have lately been driven out from their palaces +and castles; persons too, born in a station which he never +enjoyed, and used to all the indulgences of that rank and +wealth we never knew, are at this moment wandering over +the face of the earth, without a house or without bread; +exiles and beggars; while we, blessed be God, are in our +own native land; we have still our liberty, our limbs, the +protection of just and equal laws, our churches, our Bibles, +and our Sabbaths.'</p> + +<p>"This happy state of my husband's mind hushed my +sorrows, and I never once murmured; nay, I sat down to +dinner with a degree of cheerfulness, endeavoring to cast +all our care on 'Him that careth for us.' We had begged +to stay till the next morning, as Sunday was not the day on +which we liked to remove; but we were ordered not to +sleep another night in that house; so as we had little to +carry, we marched off in the evening to the poor lodging +we had before occupied. The thought that my husband +had cheerfully renounced his little all for conscience sake, +gave an unspeakable serenity to my mind; and I felt thankful +that though cast down we were not forsaken: nay I felt +a lively gratitude to God, that while I doubted not he would +accept this little sacrifice, as it was heartily made for his +sake, he had graciously forborne to call us to greater trials."</p> + +<p>"And so you were turned adrift once more? Well, +ma'am, saving your presence, I hope you won't be such a +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_399" id="Page_399">[Pg 399]</a></span> +fool as to say all was for the best now." "Yes, Betty: He +who does all things well, now made his kind Providence +more manifest than ever. That very night, while we were +sweetly sleeping in our poor lodging, the pretty cottage, out of +which we were so unkindly driven, was burned to the ground +by a flash of lightning which caught the thatch, and so completely +consumed the whole little building that had it not +been for the merciful Providence who thus overruled the +cruelty of the farmer for the preservation of our lives, we +must have been burned to ashes with the house. 'It was +the Lord's doing, and it was marvelous in our eyes.' 'O +that men would therefore praise the Lord for his goodness, +and for all the wonders that he doeth for the children of +men!'</p> + +<p>"I will not tell you all the trials and afflictions which +befell us afterward. I would also spare my heart the sad +story of my husband's death." "Well, that was another +blessing too, I suppose," said Betty. "Oh, it was the severest +trial ever sent me!" replied Mrs. Simpson, a few tears +quietly stealing down her face. "I almost sunk under it. +Nothing but the abundant grace of God could have carried +me through such a visitation; and yet I now feel it to be +the greatest mercy I ever experienced; he was my idol; +no trouble ever came near my heart while he was with me. +I got more credit than I deserved for my patience under +trials, which were easily borne while he who shared and +lightened them was spared to me. I had indeed prayed and +struggled to be weaned from this world, but still my affection +for him tied me down to the earth with a strong cord: +and though I did earnestly try to keep my eyes fixed on the +eternal world, yet I viewed it with too feeble a faith; I +viewed it at too great a distance. I found it difficult to realize +it—I had deceived myself. I had fancied that I bore +my troubles so well from the pure love of God, but I have +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_400" id="Page_400">[Pg 400]</a></span> +since found that my love for my husband had too great a +share in reconciling me to every difficulty which I underwent +for him. I lost him; the charm was broken, the cord +which tied me down to earth was cut, this world had nothing +left to engage me. Heaven had now no rival in my +heart. Though my love of God had always been sincere, +yet I found there wanted this blow to make it perfect. But +though all that had made life pleasant to me was gone, I +did not sink as those who have no hope. I prayed that I +might still, in this trying conflict, be enabled to adorn the +doctrine of God my Saviour.</p> + +<p>"After many more hardships, I was at length so happy +as to get an asylum in this alms-house. Here my cares are +at an end, but not my duties." "Now you are wrong +again," interrupted Mrs. Betty; "your duty is now to take +care of yourself: for I am sure you have nothing to spare." +"There <i>you</i> are mistaken again," said Mrs. Simpson. "People +are so apt to fancy that money is all in all, that all the +other gifts of Providence are overlooked as things of no +value. I have here a great deal of leisure; a good part of +this I devote to the wants of those who are more distressed +than myself. I work a little for the old, and I instruct the +young. My eyes are good: this enables me to read the +Bible either to those whose sight is decayed, or who were +never taught to read. I have tolerable health; so that I +am able occasionally to sit up with the sick; in the intervals +of nursing I can pray with them. In my younger +days I thought it not much to sit up late for my pleasure; +shall I now think much of sitting up now and then to +watch by a dying bed? My Saviour waked and watched +for me in the garden and on the mount; and shall I do nothing +for his suffering members? It is only by keeping his +sufferings in view that we can truly practice charity to others, +or exercise self-denial to ourselves." +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_401" id="Page_401">[Pg 401]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Well," said Mrs. Betty, "I think if I had lived in such +genteel life as you have done, I could never be reconciled to +an alms-house; and I am afraid I should never forgive any +of those who were the cause of sending me there, particularly +that farmer Thomas who turned you out of doors."</p> + +<p>"Betty," said Mrs. Simpson, "I not only forgive him +heartily, but I remember him in my prayers, as one of those +instruments with which it has pleased God to work for my +good. Oh! never put off forgiveness to a dying bed! +When people come to die, we often see how the conscience +is troubled with sins, of which before they hardly felt the +existence. How ready are they to make restitution of ill-gotten +gain; and this perhaps for two reasons; from a +feeling conviction that it can be of no use to them where +they are going, as well as from a near view of their own +responsibility. We also hear from the most hardened, of +death-bed forgiveness of enemies. Even malefactors at +Tyburn forgive. But why must we wait for a dying bed +to do what ought to be done now? Believe me, that scene +will be so full of terror and amazement to the soul, that we +had not need load it with unnecessary business."</p> + +<p>Just as Mrs. Simpson was saying these words, a letter +was brought her from the minister of the parish where the +farmer lived, by whom Mrs. Simpson had been turned out +of the cottage. The letter was as follows:</p> + +<div class="letter"> +<p>"<span class="smcap">Madam</span>—I write to tell you that your old oppressor, +Mr. Thomas, is dead. I attended him in his last moments. +O, may my latter end never be like his! I shall not soon +forget his despair at the approach of death. His riches, +which had been his sole joy, now doubled his sorrows; for +he was going where they could be of no use to him; and +he found too late that he had laid up no treasure in +heaven. He felt great concern at his past life, but for nothing +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_402" id="Page_402">[Pg 402]</a></span> +more than his unkindness to Mr. Simpson. He charged +me to find you out, and let you know that by his will he +bequeathed you five hundred pounds as some compensation. +He died in great agonies, declaring with his last breath, +that if he could live his life over again, he would serve +God, and strictly observe the Sabbath.</p> + +<p class="sig">"Yours, etc.<br /> +<span class="smcap">"J. Johnson."</span></p></div> + +<p>Mrs. Betty, who had listened attentively to the letter, +jumped up, clapped her hands, and cried out, "Now all is +for the best, and I shall see you a lady once more." "I +am, indeed, thankful for this money," said Mrs. Simpson, +"and am glad that riches were not sent me till I had +learned, as I humbly hope, to make a right use of them. +But come, let us go in, for I am very cold, and find I have +sat too long in the night air."</p> + +<p>Betty was now ready enough to acknowledge the hand +of Providence in this prosperous event, though she was +blind to it when the dispensation was more dark. Next +morning she went early to visit Mrs. Simpson, but not seeing +her below, she went up stairs, where, to her great sorrow, +she found her confined to her bed by a fever, caught +the night before, by sitting so late on the bench, reading +the letter and talking it over. Betty was now more ready +to cry out against Providence than ever. "What! to catch +a fever while you were reading that very letter which told +you about your good fortune; which would have enabled +you to live like a lady as you are. I never will believe this +is for the best; to be deprived of life just as you were beginning +to enjoy it!"</p> + +<p>"Betty," said Mrs. Simpson, "we must learn not to rate +health nor life itself too highly. There is little in life, for +its own sake, to be so fond of. As a good archbishop used +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_403" id="Page_403">[Pg 403]</a></span> +to say, ''tis but the same thing over again, or probably +worse: so many more nights and days, summers and winters, +a repetition of the same pleasures, but with less relish +for them; a return of the same or greater pains, but with +less strength, and perhaps less patience to bear them.'" +"Well," replied Betty, "I did think that Providence was +at last giving you your reward." "Reward!" cried Mrs. +Simpson. "O, no! my merciful Father will not put me +off with so poor a portion as wealth; I feel I shall die." +"It is very hard, indeed," said Betty, "so good as you are, +to be taken off just as your prosperity was beginning." +"You think I am good just now," said Mrs. Simpson, "because +I am prosperous. Success is no sure mark of God's +favor; at this rate, you, who judge by outward things, +would have thought Herod a better man than John the +Baptist; and if I may be allowed to say so, you, on your +principles, that the sufferer is the sinner, would have believed +Pontius Pilate higher in God's favor than the Saviour +whom he condemned to die, for your sins and mine."</p> + +<p>In a few days Mrs. Betty found that her new friend was +dying, and though she was struck at her resignation, she +could not forbear murmuring that so good a woman should +be taken away at the very instant which she came into +possession of so much money. "Betty," said Mrs. Simpson +in a feeble voice, "I believe you love me dearly, you would +do any thing to cure me; yet you do not love me so well +as God loves me, though <i>you</i> would raise me up, and He +is putting a period to my life. He has never sent me a +single stroke which was not absolutely necessary for me. +You, if you could restore me, might be laying me open to +some temptation from which God, by removing, will deliver +me. Your kindness in making this world so smooth for +me, I might forever have deplored in a world of misery. +God's grace in afflicting me, will hereafter be the subject of +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_404" id="Page_404">[Pg 404]</a></span> +my praises in a world of blessedness. Betty," added the +dying woman, "do you really think that I am going to a +place of rest and joy eternal?" "To be sure I do," said +Betty. "Do you firmly believe that I am going to the +assembly of the first-born; to the spirits of just men made +perfect, to God the judge of all; and to Jesus the Mediator +of the new Covenant?" "I am sure you are," said Betty. +"And yet," resumed she, "you would detain me from all +this happiness; and you think my merciful Father is using +me unkindly by removing me from a world of sin, and sorrow, +and temptation, to such joys as have not entered into +the heart of man to conceive; while it would have better +suited your notions of reward to defer my entrance into the +blessedness of heaven, that I might have enjoyed a legacy +of a few hundred pounds! Believe my dying words—<span class="smcap">all +is for the best</span>."</p> + +<p>Mrs. Simpson expired soon after, in a frame of mind which +convinced her new friend, that "God's ways are not as our +ways."</p> + + +<hr class="chapbreak" /> +<div><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_405" id="Page_405">[Pg 405]</a></span></div> + +<h2><a name="A_CURE_FOR_MELANCHOLY" id="A_CURE_FOR_MELANCHOLY"></a>A CURE FOR MELANCHOLY.<a name="FNanchor_15" id="FNanchor_15"></a><a href="#Footnote_15" class="fnanchor">[15]</a> +<span class="subheading2"><br />SHOWING THE WAY TO DO MUCH GOOD WITH LITTLE MONEY.</span> +</h2> +<hr class="decobreak" /> + + +<p>Mrs. Jones was the widow of a great merchant. She +was liberal to the poor, as far as giving them money went; +but as she was too much taken up with the world, she did +not spare so much of her time and thoughts about doing +good as she ought; so that her money was often ill bestowed. +In the late troubles, Mr. Jones, who had lived in +an expensive manner, failed; and he took his misfortunes +so much to heart, that he fell sick and died. Mrs. Jones +retired, on a very narrow income, to the small village of +Weston, where she seldom went out, except to church. +Though a pious woman, she was too apt to indulge her sorrow; +and though she did not neglect to read and pray, yet +she gave up a great part of her time to melancholy thoughts, +and grew quite inactive. She well knew how sinful it +would be for her to seek a remedy for her grief in worldly +pleasures, which is a way many people take to cure afflictions; +but she was not aware how wrong it was to weep +away that time which might have been better spent in drying +the tears of others.</p> + +<p>It was happy for her, that Mr. Simpson, the vicar of +Weston, was a pious man. One Sunday he happened to +preach on the good Samaritan. It was a charity sermon, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_406" id="Page_406">[Pg 406]</a></span> +and there was a collection at the door. He called on Mrs. +Jones after church, and found her in tears. She told him +she had been much moved by his discourse, and she wept +because she had so little to give to the plate, for though she +felt very keenly for the poor in these dear times, yet she +could not assist them. "Indeed, sir," added she, "I never +so much regretted the loss of my fortune as this afternoon, +when you bade us <i>go and do likewise</i>." "You do not," +replied Mr. Simpson, "enter into the spirit of our Saviour's +parable, if you think you can not <i>go and do likewise</i> without +being rich. In the case of the Samaritan, you may observe, +that charity was bestowed more by kindness, and care, +and medicine, than by money. You, madam, were as much +concerned in the duties inculcated in my sermon as Sir +John with his great estate; and, to speak plainly, I have +been sometimes surprised that you should not put yourself +in the way of being more useful."</p> + +<p>"Sir," said Mrs. Jones, "I am grown shy of the poor +since I have nothing to give them." "Nothing! madam?" +replied the clergyman; "Do you call your time, your +talents, your kind offices, nothing? Doing good does not +so much depend on the riches as on the heart and the will. +The servant who improved his two talents was equally +commended by his Lord with him who had ten; and it +was not poverty, but selfish indolence, which drew down so +severe a condemnation on him who had only one. It is by +our conformity to Christ, that we must prove ourselves +Christians. You, madam, are not called upon to work +miracles, nor to preach the gospel, yet you may in your +measure and degree, resemble your Saviour <i>by going about +and doing good</i>. A plain Christian, who has sense and +leisure, by his pious exertions and prudent zeal, may, in a +subordinate way, be helping on the cause of religion, as +well as of charity, and greatly promote, by his exertions +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_407" id="Page_407">[Pg 407]</a></span> +and example, the labors of the parish minister. The generality, +it is true, have but an under part to act; but to all +God assigns some part, and he will require of all whose lot +is not very laborious, that they not only <i>work out their own +salvation</i>, but that they promote the cause of religion, and +the comfort and salvation of others.</p> + +<p>"To those who would undervalue works of mercy as +evidences of piety, I would suggest a serious attention to +the solemn appeal which the Saviour of the world makes, +in that awful representation of the day of judgment, contained +in the twenty-fifth chapter of Matthew, both to those +who have neglected, and to those who have performed such +works; performed them, I mean, on right principles. With +what a gracious condescension does he promise to accept +the smallest kindness done to his suffering members for his +sake. You, madam, I will venture to say, might do more +good than the richest man in the parish could do by merely +giving his money. Instead of sitting here, brooding over +your misfortunes, which are past remedy, bestir yourself to +find out ways of doing much good with little money; or +even without any money at all. You have lately studied +economy for yourself; instruct your poor neighbors in that +important art. They want it almost as much as they want +money. You have influence with the few rich persons in +the parish; exert that influence. Betty, my house-keeper, +shall assist you in any thing in which she can be useful. +Try this for one year, and if you then tell me that you +should have better shown your love to God and man, and +been a happier woman, had you continued gloomy and inactive, +I shall be much surprised, and shall consent to your +resuming your present way of life."</p> + +<p>The sermon and this discourse together made so deep an +impression on Mrs. Jones, that she formed a new plan of +life, and set about it at once, as every body does who is in +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_408" id="Page_408">[Pg 408]</a></span> +earnest. Her chief aim was the happiness of her poor +neighbors in the next world; but she was also very desirous +to promote their present comfort; and indeed the kindness +she showed to their bodily wants gave her such an access +to their houses and hearts, as made them better disposed to +receive religious counsel and instruction. Mrs. Jones was +much respected by all the rich persons in Weston, who had +known her in her prosperity. Sir John was thoughtless, +lavish, and indolent. The squire was over frugal, but +active, sober, and not ill-natured. Sir John loved pleasure, +the squire loved money. Sir John was one of those popular +sort of people who get much praise, and yet do little good; +who subscribe with equal readiness to a cricket match or a +charity school; who take it for granted that the poor are +to be indulged with bell-ringing and bonfires, and to be +made drunk at Christmas; this Sir John called being kind +to them; but he thought it was folly to teach them, and +madness to think of reforming them. He was, however, +always ready to give his guinea; but I question whether +he would have given up his hunting and his gaming to +have cured every grievance in the land. He had that sort +of constitutional good nature which, if he had lived much +within sight of misery, would have led him to be liberal; +but he had that selfish love of ease, which prompted him to +give to undeserving objects, rather than be at the pains to +search out the deserving. He neither discriminated between +the degrees of distress, nor the characters of the distressed. +His idea of charity was, that a rich man should +occasionally give a little of his superfluous wealth to the +first object that occurred; but he had no conception that it +was his duty so to husband his wealth and limit his expenses, +as to supply a regular fund for established charity. +And the utmost stretch of his benevolence never led him to +suspect that he was called to abridge himself in the most +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_409" id="Page_409">[Pg 409]</a></span> +idle article of indulgence, for a purpose foreign to his own +personal enjoyment. On the other hand, the squire would +assist Mrs. Jones in any of her plans if it cost him nothing; +so she showed her good sense by never asking Sir John for +advice, or the squire for subscriptions, and by this prudence +gained the full support of both.</p> + +<p>Mrs. Jones resolved to spend two or three days in a week +in getting acquainted with the state of the parish, and she +took care never to walk out without a few little good books +in her pocket to give away. This, though a cheap, is a +most important act of charity; it has its various uses; it +furnishes the poor with religious knowledge, which they +have so few ways of obtaining; it counteracts the wicked +designs of those who have taught us at least one lesson, by +their zeal in the dispersion of <i>wicked</i> books—I mean the +lesson of vigilance and activity; and it is the best introduction +for any useful conversation which the giver of the book +may wish to introduce.</p> + +<p>She found that among the numerous wants she met with, +no small share was owing to bad management, or to imposition; +she was struck with the small size of the loaves. +Wheat was now not very dear, and she was sure a good +deal of blame rested with the baker. She sent for a shilling +loaf to the next great town, where the mayor often sent to +the bakers' shops to see that the bread was proper weight. +She weighed her town loaf against her country loaf, and +found the latter two pounds lighter than it ought to be. +This was not the sort of grievance to carry to Sir John; but +luckily the squire was also a magistrate, and it was quite in +his way; for though he would not give, yet he would counsel, +calculate, contrive, reprimand, and punish. He told her +he could remedy the evil if some one would lodge an information +against her baker; but that there was no act of +justice which he found it so difficult to accomplish. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_410" id="Page_410">[Pg 410]</a></span></p> + + +<h3>THE INFORMER.</h3> + +<p>She dropped in on the blacksmith. He was at dinner. +She inquired if his bread was good. "Ay, good enough, mistress; +for you see it is as white as your cap, if we had but +more of it. Here's a sixpenny loaf; you might take it for +a penny roll!" He then heartily cursed Crib the baker, +and said he ought to be hanged. Mrs. Jones now told him +what she had done; how she had detected the fraud, and +assured him the evil should be redressed on the morrow, +provided he would appear and inform. "I inform," said +he, with a shocking oath, "hang an informer! I scorn the +office." "You are nice in the wrong place," replied Mrs. +Jones; "for you don't scorn to abuse the baker, nor to be +in a passion, nor to swear, though you scorn to redress +a public injury, and to increase your children's bread. Let +me tell you there's nothing in which you ignorant people +mistake more than in your notions about <i>informers</i>. Informing +is a lawful way of obtaining redress; and though +it is a mischievous and a hateful thing to go to a justice +about every trifling matter, yet laying an information on important +occasions, without malice, or bitterness of any kind, +is what no honest man ought to be ashamed of. The shame +is to commit the offense, not to inform against it. I, for +my part, should perhaps do right, if I not only informed +against Crib, for making light bread, but against you, for +swearing at him."</p> + +<p>"Well, but madam," said the smith, a little softened, +"don't you think it a sin and a shame to turn informer?" +"So far from it, that when a man's motives are good," said +Mrs. Jones, "and in clear cases as the present, I think it a +duty and a virtue. If it is right that there should be laws, +it must be right that they should be put in execution; but +how can this be, if people will not inform the magistrates +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_411" id="Page_411">[Pg 411]</a></span> +when they see the laws broken? I hope I shall always be +afraid to be an offender against the laws, but not to be an +informer in support of them. <i>An informer by trade</i> is +commonly a knave. A rash, malicious, or passionate informer +is a firebrand; but honest and prudent informers +are almost as useful members of society as the judges of +the land. If you continue in your present mind on this +subject, do not you think that you will be answerable for +the crimes you might have prevented by informing, and +thus become a sort of accomplice of the villains who commit +them."</p> + +<p>"Well, madam," said the smith, "I now see plainly +enough that there is no shame in turning informer when +my cause is good." "And your <i>motive right</i>; always +mind that," said Mrs. Jones. Next day the smith attended, +Crib was fined in the usual penalty, his light bread was +taken from him and given to the poor. The justices resolved +henceforward to inspect the bakers in their district; +and all of them, except Crib, and such as Crib, were glad +of it; for honesty never dreads a trial. Thus had Mrs. Jones +the comfort of seeing how useful people may be without +expense; for if she could have given the poor fifty pounds, +she would not have done them so great, or so lasting a +benefit, as she did them in seeing their loaves restored to +their lawful weight: and the true light in which she had +put the business of <i>informing</i> was of no small use, in giving +the neighborhood right views on that subject.</p> + +<p>There were two shops in the parish; but Mrs. Sparks, at +the Cross, had not half so much custom as Wills, at the +Sugarloaf, though she sold her goods a penny in a shilling +cheaper, and all agreed that they were much better. Mrs. +Jones asked Mrs. Sparks the reason, "Madam," said the +shopkeeper, "Mr. Wills will give longer trust. Besides +his wife keeps shop on a Sunday morning while I am at +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_412" id="Page_412">[Pg 412]</a></span> +church." Mrs. Jones now reminded Mr. Simpson to read +the king's proclamation against vice and immorality next +Sunday at church; and prevailed on the squire to fine any +one who should keep open shop on a Sunday. This he +readily undertook: for while Sir John thought it <i>good-natured</i> +to connive at breaking the laws, the squire fell into +the other extreme, of thinking that the zealous enforcing +of penal statutes would stand in the stead of all religious +restraints. Mrs. Jones proceeded to put the people in mind +that a shopkeeper who would sell on a Sunday, would be +more likely to cheat them all the week, than one who went +to church.</p> + +<p>She also labored hard to convince them how much they +would lessen their distress, if they would contrive to deal +with Mrs. Sparks for ready money, rather than with Wills +on long credit; those who listened to her found their circumstances +far more comfortable at the year's end, while +the rest, tempted, like some of their betters, by the pleasure +of putting off the evil day of payment, like them, at last +found themselves plunged in debt and distress. She took +care to make a good use of such instances in her conversation +with the poor, and by perseverance, she at length +brought them so much to her way of thinking, that Wills +found it to be his interest to alter his plan, and sell his +goods on as good terms, and as short credit as Mrs. Sparks +sold hers. This completed Mrs. Jones's success; and she +had the satisfaction of having put a stop to three or four +great evils in the parish of Weston, without spending a +shilling in doing it.</p> + +<p>Patty Smart and Jenny Rose were thought to be the +two best managers in the parish. They both told Mrs. +Jones, that the poor would get the coarse pieces of meat +cheaper, if the gentlefolks did not buy them for soups and +gravy. Mrs. Jones thought there was reason in this: so +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_413" id="Page_413">[Pg 413]</a></span> +away she went to Sir John, the squire, the surgeon, the attorney, +and the steward, the only persons in the parish who +could afford to buy these costly things. She told them, +that if they would all be so good as to buy only prime +pieces, which they could very well afford, the coarse and +cheap joints would come more within the reach of the +poor. Most of the gentry readily consented. Sir John +cared not what his meat cost him, but told Mrs. Jones, in +his gay way, that he would eat any thing, or give any +thing, so that she would not tease him with long stories +about the poor. The squire said he should prefer vegetable +soups, because they were cheaper, and the doctor preferred +them because they were wholesomer. The steward chose +to imitate the squire; and the attorney found it would be +quite ungenteel to stand out. So gravy soups became +very unfashionable in the parish of Weston; and I am +sure if rich people did but think a little on this subject, +they would become as unfashionable in many other places. +When wheat grew cheaper, Mrs. Jones was earnest with +the poor women to bake large brown loaves at home, instead +of buying small white ones at the shop. Mrs. Betty +had told her, that baking at home would be one step toward +restoring the good old management. Only Betty +Smart and Jenny Rose baked at home in the whole parish; +and who lived so well as they did? Yet the general objection +seemed reasonable. They could not bake without +yeast, which often could not be had, as no one brewed, except +the great folks and the public houses. Mrs. Jones +found, however, that Patty and Jenny contrived to brew as +well as to bake. She sent for these women, knowing that +from them she could get truth and reason. "How comes +it," she said to them, "that you two are the only two poor +women in the parish who can afford to brew a small cask +of beer? Your husbands have no better wages than other +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_414" id="Page_414">[Pg 414]</a></span> +men." "True, madam," said Patty, "but they never set +foot in a public house. I will tell you the truth. When I +first married, our John went to the Checkers every night, +and I had my tea and fresh butter twice a-day at home. +This slop, which consumed a deal of sugar, began to <i>rake</i> +my stomach sadly, as I had neither meat nor rice; at last +(I am ashamed to own it) I began to take a drop of gin to +quiet the pain, till in time, I looked for my gin as regularly +as for my tea. At last the gin, the ale-house, and the tea +began to make us both sick and poor, and I had like to +have died with my first child. Parson Simpson then talked +so finely to us on the subject of improper indulgences, that +we resolved, by the grace of God, to turn over a new leaf, +and I promised John, if he would give up the Checkers, I +would break the gin bottle, and never drink tea in the afternoon, +except on Sundays, when he was at home to drink it +with me. We have kept our word, and both our eating +and drinking, our health and our consciences are better for +it. Though meat is sadly dear, we can buy two pounds of +fresh meat for less than one pound of fresh butter, and it +gives five times the nourishment. And dear as malt is, I +contrive to keep a drop of drink in the house for John, and +John will make me drink half a pint with him every evening, +and a pint a-day when I am a nurse."</p> + + +<h3>PUBLIC HOUSES.</h3> + +<p>As one good deed, as well as one bad one, brings on another, +this conversation set Mrs. Jones on inquiring why so +many ale-houses were allowed. She did not choose to talk +to Sir John on this subject, who would only have said, "let +them enjoy themselves, poor fellows: if they get drunk +now and then, they work hard." But those who have this +false good-nature forget that while the man is <i>enjoying +himself</i>, as it is called, his wife and children are ragged and +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_415" id="Page_415">[Pg 415]</a></span> +starving. True Christian good-nature never indulges one at +the cost of many, but is kind to all. The squire who was +a friend to order, took up the matter. He consulted Mr. +Simpson. "The Lion," said he, "is necessary. It stands +by the roadside; travelers must have a resting-place. As +to the Checkers and the Bell, they do no good, but much +harm." Mr. Simpson had before made many attempts to +get the Checkers put down, but, unluckily, it was Sir +John's own house, and kept by his late butler. Not that +Sir John valued the rent, but he had a false kindness, which +made him support the cause of an old servant, though he +knew he was a bad man, and kept a disorderly house. The +squire, however, now took away the license from the Bell. +And a fray happening soon after at the Checkers (which +was near the church) in time of divine service, Sir John +was obliged to suffer the house to be put down as a nuisance. +You would not believe how many poor families were +able to brew a little cask, when the temptation of those +ale-houses was taken out of their way. Mrs. Jones, in her +evening walks, had the pleasure to see many an honest man +drinking his wholesome cup of beer by his own fire-side, +his rosy children playing about his knees, his clean cheerful +wife singing her youngest baby to sleep, rocking the cradle +with her foot, while with her hands she was making a +dumpling for her kind husband's supper. Some few, I am +sorry to say, though I don't chose to name names, still preferred +getting drunk once a week at the Lion, and drinking +water at other times. Thus Mrs. Jones, by a little exertion +and perseverance, added to the temporal comforts of a whole +parish, and diminished its immorality and extravagance in +the same proportion.</p> + +<p>The good women being now supplied with yeast from +each other's brewings, would have baked, but two difficulties +still remained. Many of them had no ovens; for +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_416" id="Page_416">[Pg 416]</a></span> +since the new bad management had crept in, many cottages +have been built without this convenience. Fuel also was +scarce at Weston. Mrs. Jones advised the building a large +parish oven. Sir John subscribed to be rid of her importunity, +and the squire, because he thought every improvement +would reduce the poor's rate. It was soon accomplished; +and to this oven, at a certain hour, three times a +week, the elder children carried their loaves which their +mothers had made at home, and paid a half-penny, or a +penny, according to their size, for the baking.</p> + +<p>Mrs. Jones found that no poor women in Weston could +buy a little milk, as the farmers' wives did not care to rob +their dairies. This was a great distress, especially when +the children were sick. So Mrs. Jones advised Mrs. Sparks, +at the Cross, to keep a couple of cows, and sell out the +milk by halfpennyworths. She did so, and found, that +though this plan gave her some additional trouble, she got +full as much by it as if she had made cheese and butter. +She always sold rice at a cheap rate; so that, with the help +of the milk and the public oven, a fine rice-pudding was to +be had for a trifle.</p> + + +<h3>CHARITY SCHOOLS FOR SERVANTS.</h3> + +<p>The girls' school, in the parish, was fallen into neglect; +for though many would be subscribers, yet no one would +look after it. I wish this was the case at Weston only: +many schools have come to nothing, and many parishes are +quite destitute of schools, because too many gentry neglect +to make it a part of the duty of their grown-up daughters +to inspect the instruction of the poor. It was not in Mr. +Simpson's way to see if girls were taught to work. The +best clergyman can not do every thing. This is ladies' business. +Mrs. Jones consulted her counselor, Mrs. Betty, and +they went every Friday to the school, where they invited +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_417" id="Page_417">[Pg 417]</a></span> +mothers, as well as daughters, to come, and learn to cut out +to the best advantage. Mrs. Jones had not been bred to +these things; but by means of Mrs. Cowper's excellent cutting-out +book, she soon became mistress of the whole art. +She not only had the girls taught to make and mend, but +to wash and iron too. She also allowed the mother or eldest +daughter of every family to come once a week, and +learn how to dress <i>one cheap dish</i>. One Friday, which was +cooking day, who should pass but the squire, with his gun +and dogs. He looked into the school for the first time. +"Well, madam," said he, "what good are you doing here? +What are your girls learning and earning? Where are your +manufactures? Where is your spinning and your carding?" +"Sir," said she, "this is a small parish, and you know ours +is not a manufacturing county; so that when these girls +are women, they will be not much employed in spinning. +We must, in the kind of good we attempt to do, consult the +local genius of the place: I do not think it will answer to +introduce spinning, for instance, in a country where it is +quite new. However, we teach them a little of it, and still +more of knitting, that they may be able to get up a small +piece of household linen once a year, and provide the family +with the stockings, by employing the odds and ends of their +time in these ways. But there is another manufacture +which I am carrying on, and I know of none within my own +reach which is so valuable." "What can that be?" said +the squire. "<i>To make good wives for working men</i>," said +she. "Is not mine an excellent staple commodity? I am +teaching these girls the arts of industry and good management. +It is little encouragement to an honest man to work +hard all the week, if his wages are wasted by a slattern at +home. Most of these girls will probably become wives to +the poor, or servants to the rich; to such the common arts +of life are of great value: now, as there is little opportunity +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_418" id="Page_418">[Pg 418]</a></span> +for learning these at the school-house, I intend to propose +that such gentry as have sober servants, shall allow one of +these girls to come and work in their families one day in a +week, when the house-keeper, the cook, the house-maid or +the laundry-maid, shall be required to instruct them in their +several departments. This I conceive to be the best way of +training good servants. They would serve this kind of regular +apprenticeship to various sorts of labor. Girls who +come out of charity-schools, where they have been employed +in knitting, sewing, and reading, are not sufficiently prepared +for hard or laborious employments. I do not in +general approve of teaching charity children to write, for the +same reason. I confine within very strict limits my plan of +educating the poor. A thorough knowledge of religion, and +of some of those coarser arts of life by which the community +may be best benefitted, includes the whole stock of instruction, +which, unless in very extraordinary cases, I would wish +to bestow."</p> + +<p>"What have you got on the fire, madam?" said the +squire; "for your pot really smells as savory as if Sir John's +French cook had filled it." "Sir," replied Mrs. Jones, "I have +lately got acquainted with Mrs. Whyte who has given us an +account of her cheap dishes, and nice cookery, in one of the +Cheap Repository little books.<a name="FNanchor_16" id="FNanchor_16"></a><a href="#Footnote_16" class="fnanchor">[16]</a> Mrs. Betty and I have +made all her dishes, and very good they are; and we have +got several others of our own. Every Friday we come here +and dress one. These good woman see how it is done, and +learn to dress it at their own house. I take home part for +my own dinner, and what is left I give to each in turn. I +hope I have opened their eyes on a sad mistake they have +got into, <i>that we think any thing is good enough for the +poor</i>. Now, I do <i>not</i> think any thing good enough for the +poor which is not clean, wholesome, and palatable, and +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_419" id="Page_419">[Pg 419]</a></span> +what I myself would not cheerfully eat, if my circumstances +required it."</p> + +<p>"Pray, Mrs. Betty," said the squire, "oblige me with a +basin of your soup." The squire found it so good after his +walk, that he was almost sorry that he had promised to buy +no more legs of beef, and declared, that not one sheep's head +should ever go to his kennel again. He begged his cook +might have the recipe, and Mrs. Jones wrote it out for her. +She has also been so obliging as to favor me with a copy +of all her recipes. And as I hate all monopoly, and see no +reason why such cheap, nourishing, and savory dishes +should be confined to the parish of Weston, I print them, +that all other parishes may have the same advantage. Not +only the poor, but all persons with small income may be +glad of them.'</p> + +<p>"Well, madam," said Mr. Simpson, who came in soon +after, "which is best, to sit down and cry over our misfortunes, +or to bestir ourselves to do our duty to the world?" +"Sir," replied Mrs. Jones, "I thank you for the useful lesson +you have given me. You have taught me that an excessive +indulgence of sorrow is not piety, but selfishness; that the +best remedy for our own afflictions is to lessen the afflictions +of others, and thus evidence our submission to the will +of God, who perhaps sent these very trials to abate our own +self-love, and to stimulate our exertions for the good of +others. You have taught me that our time and talents are +to be employed with zeal in God's service, if we wish for his +favor here or hereafter; and that one great employment of +those talents which he requires, is the promotion of the +present, and much more the future happiness of all around +us. You have taught me that much good may be done +with little money; and that the heart, the head, and the +hand are of some use as well as the purse. I have also +learned another lesson, which I hope not to forget, that +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_420" id="Page_420">[Pg 420]</a></span> +Providence, in sending these extraordinary seasons of scarcity +and distress, which we have lately twice experienced, has +been pleased to overrule these trying events to the general +good; for it has not only excited the rich to an increased liberality, +as to actual contribution, but it has led them to get +more acquainted with the local wants of their poor brethren, +and to interest themselves in their comfort; it has led to +improved modes of economy, and to a more feeling kind of +beneficence. Above all, without abating any thing of a just +subordination, it has brought the affluent to a nearer knowledge +of the persons and characters of their indigent neighbors; +it has literally brought 'the rich and poor to meet +together;' and this I look upon to be one of the essential +advantages attending Sunday-schools also, where they are +carried on upon true principles, and are sanctioned by +the visits as well as supported by the contributions of the +wealthy."</p> + +<p>May all who read this account of Mrs. Jones, and who +are under the same circumstances, go <i>and do likewise</i>.</p> + + + +<hr class="chapbreak" /> +<p><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_421" id="Page_421">[Pg 421]</a><br /> +<a name="Page_422" id="Page_422">[Pg 422]</a></span></p> + +<h2>ALLEGORIES.</h2> + +<hr class="chapbreak" /> +<div><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_423" id="Page_423">[Pg 423]</a></span></div> + +<h2><a name="THE_PILGRIMS" id="THE_PILGRIMS"></a>THE PILGRIMS.</h2> +<hr class="decobreak" /> + + +<p>Methought I was once upon a time traveling through a +certain land which was very full of people; but, what was +rather odd, not one of all this multitude was at home; they +were all bound to a far distant country. Though it was +permitted by the lord of the land that these pilgrims might +associate together for their present mutual comfort and +convenience; and each was not only allowed, but commanded, +to do the others all the services he could upon +their journey, yet it was decreed, that every individual traveler +must enter the far country singly. There was a great +gulf at the end of the journey, which every one must pass +alone, and at his own risk, and the friendship of the whole +united world could be of no use in shooting that gulf. The +exact time when each was to pass was not known to any; +this the lord always kept a close secret out of kindness, yet +still they were as sure that the time must come, and that at +no very great distance, as if they had been informed of the +very moment. Now, as they knew they were always liable +to be called away at an hour's notice, one would have +thought they would have been chiefly employed in packing +up, and preparing, and getting every thing in order. But +this was so far from being the case, that it was almost the +only thing which they did not think about.</p> + +<p>Now, I only appeal to you, my readers, if any of you are setting +out upon a little common journey, if it is only to London +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_424" id="Page_424">[Pg 424]</a></span> +or York, is not all your leisure time employed in settling +your business at home, and packing up every little necessary +for your expedition? And does not the fear of neglecting +any thing you ought to remember, or may have +occasion for, haunt your mind, and sometimes even intrude +upon you unseasonably? And when you are actually on +your journey, especially if you have never been to that place +before, or are likely to remain there, don't you begin to +think a little about the pleasures and the employment of +the place, and to wish to know a little what sort of a city +London or York is? Don't you wonder what is doing there, +and are you not anxious to know whether you are properly +qualified for the business or the company you expect to be +engaged in? Do you never look at the map or consult +Brooke's Gazetteer? And don't you try to pick up from +your fellow-passengers in the stage-coach any little information +you can get? And though you may be obliged, out +of civility, to converse with them on common subjects, yet +do not your secret thoughts still run upon London or York, +its business, or its pleasures? And above all, if you are +likely to set out early, are you not afraid of oversleeping, +and does not that fear keep you upon the watch, so that +you are commonly up and ready before the porter comes to +summon you? Reader! if this be your case, how surprised +will you be to hear that the travelers to the <i>far country</i> +have not half your prudence, though embarked on a journey +of infinitely more importance, bound to a land where +nothing can be sent after them, in which, when they are +once settled, all errors are irretrievable.</p> + +<p>I observed that these pilgrims, instead of being upon +the watch, lest they should be ordered off unprepared; instead +of laying up any provision, or even making memoranda +of what they would be likely to want at the end +of their journey, spent most of their time in crowds, either +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_425" id="Page_425">[Pg 425]</a></span> +in the way of traffic or diversion. At first, when I saw +them so much engaged in conversing with each other, I +thought it a good sign, and listened attentively to their talk, +not doubting but the chief turn of it would be about the +climate, or treasures, or society, they should probably meet +with in the <i>far country</i>. I supposed they might be also discussing +about the best and safest road to it, and that each +was availing himself of the knowledge of his neighbor, on +a subject of equal importance to all. I listened to every +party, but in scarcely any did I hear one word about the +land to which they were bound, though it was their home, +the place where their whole interest, expectation, and inheritance +lay; to which also great part of their friends were +gone before, and whither they were sure all the rest would +follow. Instead of this, their whole talk was about the business, +or the pleasure, or the fashion of the strange but bewitching +country which they were merely passing through, +in which they had not one foot of land which they were sure +of calling their own for the next quarter of an hour. What +little estate they had was <i>personal</i>, and not real, and that +was a mortgaged, life-hold tenement of clay, not properly +their own, but only lent to them on a short, uncertain lease, +of which three-score years and ten was considered as the +longest period, and very few indeed lived in it to the end of +the term; for this was always at the <i>will of the lord</i>, part +of whose prerogative it was, that he could take away the +lease at pleasure, knock down the stoutest tenement at a +single blow, and turn out the poor shivering, helpless inhabitant +naked, to that <i>far country</i> for which he had made no +provision. Sometimes, in order to quicken the pilgrim in his +preparation, the lord would break down the tenement by +slow degrees; sometimes he would let it tumble by its own +natural decay; for as it was only built to last a certain term, +it would often grow so uncomfortable by increasing dilapidations +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_426" id="Page_426">[Pg 426]</a></span> +even before the ordinary lease was out, that the +lodging was hardly worth keeping, though the tenant could +seldom be persuaded to think so, but finally clung to it to +the last. First the thatch on the top of the tenement +changed color, then it fell off and left the roof bare; then +the grinders ceased because they were few; then the windows +became so darkened that the owner could scarcely see +through them; then one prop fell away, then another, then +the uprights became bent, and the whole fabric trembled +and tottered, with every other symptom of a falling house. +But what was remarkable, the more uncomfortable the house +became, and the less prospect there was of staying in it, the +more preposterously fond did the tenant grew of his precarious +habitation.</p> + +<p>On some occasions the lord ordered his messengers, of +which he had a great variety, to batter, injure, deface, and +almost demolish the frail building, even while it seemed new +and strong; this was what the landlord called <i>giving warning</i>, +but many a tenant would not take warning, and so fond +of staying where he was, even under all these inconveniences, +that at last he was cast out by ejectment, not being +prevailed on to leave the dwelling in a proper manner, +though one would have thought the fear of being turned +out would have whetted his diligence in preparing for <i>a better +and more enduring inheritance</i>. For though the people +were only tenants at will in these crazy tenements, yet, +through the goodness of the same lord, they were assured +that he never turned them out of these habitations before he +had on his part provided for them a better, so that there +was not such a landlord in the world, and though their +present dwelling was but frail, being only slightly run up +to serve the occasion, yet they might hold their future possession +by a most certain tenure, the <i>word of the lord himself</i>. +This word was entered in a covenant, or title-deed, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_427" id="Page_427">[Pg 427]</a></span> +consisting of many sheets, and because a great many good +things were given away in this deed, a book was made of +which every soul might get a copy.</p> + +<p>This indeed had not always been the case, because, till a +few ages back, there had been a sort of monopoly in the +case, and "the wise and prudent," that is the cunning and +fraudful, had hid these things from "the babes and sucklings;" +that is, from the low and ignorant, and many frauds +had been practiced, and the poor had been cheated of their +right; so that not being allowed to read and judge for +themselves, they had been sadly imposed upon; but all +these tricks had been put an end to more than two hundred +years when I passed through the country, and the meanest +man who could read might then have a copy; so that he +might see himself what he had to trust to; and even those +who could not read, might hear it read once or twice every +week, at least, without pay, by learned and holy men, whose +business it was. But it surprised me to see how few comparatively +made use of these vast advantages. Of those +who had a copy, many laid it carelessly by, expressed a +<i>general</i> belief in the truth of the title-deed, a <i>general</i> satisfaction +that they should come in for a share of the inheritance, +a <i>general</i> good opinion of the lord whose word it +was, and a <i>general</i> disposition to take his promise upon +trust, always, however, intending, at a <i>convenient season</i> to +inquire further into the matter; but this convenient season +seldom came; and this neglect of theirs was construed by +their lord into a forfeiture of the inheritance.</p> + +<p>At the end of this country lay the vast gulf mentioned +before; it was shadowed over by a broad and thick cloud, +which prevented the pilgrims from seeing in a distinct manner +what was doing behind it, yet such beams of brightness +now and then darted through the cloud, as enabled +those who used a telescope, provided for that purpose, to +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_428" id="Page_428">[Pg 428]</a></span> +see the <i>substance of things hoped for</i>; but it was not every +one who could make use of this telescope; no eye indeed +was <i>naturally</i> disposed to it; but an earnest desire of getting +a glimpse of the invisible realities, gave such a strength +and steadiness to the eye which used the telescope, as enabled +it to discern many things which could not be seen by +the natural sight. Above the cloud was this inscription: +"<i>The things which are seen are temporal, but the things +which are not seen are eternal.</i>" Of these last things many +glorious descriptions had been given; but as those splendors +were at a distance, and as the pilgrims in general did not +care to use the telescope, these distant glories made little impression.</p> + +<p>The glorious inheritance which lay beyond the cloud, was +called "<i>The things above</i>," while a multitude of trifling objects, +which appeared contemptibly small when looked at +through the telescope, were called "<i>the things below</i>." Now +as we know it is nearness which gives size and bulk to any +object, it was not wonderful that these ill-judging pilgrims +were more struck with these baubles and trifles, which by +laying close at hand, were visible and tempting to the naked +eye, and which made up the sum of <i>the things below</i>, than +with the remote glories of <i>the things above</i>; but this was +chiefly owing to their not making use of the telescope, +through which, if you examined thoroughly <i>the things below</i>, +they seemed to shrink almost down to nothing, which +was indeed their real size: while <i>the things above</i> appeared +the more beautiful and vast, the more the telescope was +used. But the surprising part of the story was this; not +that the pilgrims were captivated at first sight with <i>the +things below</i>, for that was natural enough; but that when +they had tried them all over and over, and found themselves +deceived and disappointed in almost every one of them, it +did not at all lessen their fondness, and they grasped at +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_429" id="Page_429">[Pg 429]</a></span> +them again with, the same eagerness as before. There were +some gay fruits which looked alluring, but on being opened, +instead of a kernel, they were found to contain rottenness; +and those which seemed the fullest, often proved on trial to +be quite hollow and empty. Those which were the most +tempting to the eye, were often found to be wormwood to +the taste, or poison to the stomach, and many flowers that +seemed most bright and gay had a worm gnawing at the +root; and it was observable that on the finest and brightest +of them was seen, when looked at through the telescope, +the word <i>vanity</i> inscribed in large characters.</p> + +<p>Among the chief attractions of <i>the things below</i> were +certain little lumps of yellow clay, on which almost every +eye and every heart was fixed. When I saw the variety of +uses to which this clay could be converted, and the respect +which was shown to those who could scrape together the +greatest number of pieces, I did not much wonder at the +general desire to pick up some of them; but when I beheld +the anxiety, the wakefulness, the competitions, the contrivances, +the tricks, the frauds, the scuffling, the pushing, +the turmoiling, the kicking, the shoving, the cheating, the +circumvention, the envy, the malignity, which was excited +by a desire to possess this article; when I saw the general +scramble among those who had little to get much, and of +those who had much to get more, then I could not help applying +to these people a proverb in use among us, <i>that gold +may be bought too dear</i>.</p> + +<p>Though I saw that there were various sorts of baubles +which <a class="corr" name="TC_19" id="TC_19" title="ergaged">engaged</a> the hearts of different travelers, such as an +ell of red or blue ribbon, for which some were content to +forfeit their future inheritance, committing the sin of Esau, +without his temptation of hunger; yet the yellow clay I +found was the grand object for which most hands were +scrambling, and most souls were risked. One thing was extraordinary, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_430" id="Page_430">[Pg 430]</a></span> +that the nearer these people were to being +turned out of their tenements, the fonder they grew of these +pieces of clay; so that I naturally concluded they meant to +take the clay with them to the <i>far country</i>, to assist them +in their establishment in it; but I soon learned this clay +was not current there, the lord having further declared to +these pilgrims that as <i>they had brought nothing into this +world, they could carry nothing away</i>.</p> + +<p>I inquired of the different people who were raising the +various heaps of clay, some of a larger, some of a smaller +size, why they discovered such unremitting anxiety, and for +whom? Some, whose piles were immense, told me they +were heaping up for their children; this I thought very +right, till, on casting my eyes around, I observed many of +the children of these very people had large heaps of their +own. Others told me it was for their grand-children; but +on inquiry I found these were not yet born, and in many +cases there was little chance that they ever would. The +truth, on a close examination, proved to be, that the true +genuine heapers really heaped for themselves; that it was +in fact neither for friend nor child, but to gratify an inordinate +appetite of their own. Nor was I much surprised +after this to see these yellow hoards at length <i>canker, and +the rust of them become a witness against the hoarders, and +eat their flesh as it were fire</i>.</p> + +<p>Many, however, who had set out with a high heap of +their father's raising, before they had got one third of their +journey, had scarcely a single piece left. As I was wondering +what had caused these enormous piles to vanish in so +short a time, I spied scattered up and down the country all +sorts of odd inventions, for some or other of which the +vain possessors of the great heaps of clay had trucked and +bartered them away in fewer hours than their ancestors had +spent years in getting them together. O what a strange +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_431" id="Page_431">[Pg 431]</a></span> +unaccountable medley it was! and what was ridiculous +enough, I observed that the greatest quantity of the clay +was always exchanged for things that were of no use that I +could discover, owing I suppose to my ignorance of the +manners of the country.</p> + +<p>In one place I saw large heaps exhausted, in order to set +two idle pampered horses a running; but the worst of the +joke was, the horses did not run to fetch or carry any +thing, and of course were of no kind of use, but merely to let +the gazers see which could run fastest. Now, this gift of +swiftness, exercised to no useful purpose, was only one out +of many instances, I observed, of talents employed to no +end. In another place I saw whole piles of the clay spent +to maintain long ranges of buildings full of dogs, on provisions +which would have nicely fattened some thousands of +pilgrims, who sadly wanted fattening, and whose ragged +tenements were out at elbows, for want of a little help to +repair them. Some of the piles were regularly pulled down +once in seven years, in order to corrupt certain needy pilgrims +to belie their consciences, by doing that for a bribe +which they were bound to do from principle. Others were +spent in playing with white stiff bits of paper, painted over +with red and black spots, in which I thought there must be +some conjuring, because the very touch of these painted +pasteboards made the heaps fly from one to another, and +back again to the same, in a way that natural causes could +not account for. There was another proof that there must +be some magic in this business which was that if a pasteboard +with red spots fell into a hand which wanted a black +one, the person changed color, his eyes flashed fire, and he +discovered other symptoms of madness, which showed there +was some witchcraft in the case. These clean little pasteboards, +as harmless as they looked, had the wonderful power +of pulling down the highest piles in less time than all +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_432" id="Page_432">[Pg 432]</a></span> +the other causes put together. I observed that many small +piles were given in exchange for an enchanted liquor which +when the purchaser had drank to a little excess, he lost +the power of managing the rest of his heap without losing +the love of it; and thus the excess of indulgence, by making +him a beggar, deprived him of that very gratification +on which his heart was set.</p> + +<p>Now I find it was the opinion of sober pilgrims, that +either hoarding the clay, or trucking it for any such purposes +as the above, was thought exactly the same offense in +the eyes of the lord; and it was expected that when they +should come under his more immediate jurisdiction in the +<i>far country</i>, the penalty annexed to hoarding and squandering +would be nearly the same. While I examined the +countenances of the owners of the heaps, I observed that +those who I well knew never intended to make any use at +all of their heap, were far more terrified at the thought of +losing it, or of being torn from it, than those were who were +employing it in the most useful manner. Those who best +knew what to do with it, set their hearts least upon it, and +were always most willing to leave it. But such riddles +were common in this odd country. It was indeed a very +land of paradoxes.</p> + +<p>Now I wondered why these pilgrims, who were naturally +made erect with an eye formed to look up to <i>the things +above</i>, yet had their eyes almost constantly bent in the other +direction, riveted to the earth, and fastened <i>on things below</i>, +just like those animals who walk on all fours. I was told +they had not always been subject to this weakness of sight, +and proneness to earth; that they had originally been upright +and beautiful, having been created after the image of +the lord, who was himself the perfection of beauty; that he +had, at first, placed them in a far superior situation, which +he had given them in perpetuity; but that their first ancestors +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_433" id="Page_433">[Pg 433]</a></span> +fell from it through pride and carelessness; that +upon this the freehold was taken away, they lost their original +strength, brightness, and beauty, and were driven out +into this strange country, where, however, they had every +opportunity given them of recovering their original health, +and the lord's favor and likeness; for they were become so +disfigured, and were grown so unlike him, that you would +hardly believe they were his own children, though, in some, +the resemblance was become again visible.</p> + +<p>The lord, however, was so merciful, that, instead of giving +them up to the dreadful consequences of their own +folly, as he might have done without any impeachment of +his justice, he gave them immediate comfort, and promised +them that, in due time, his own son should come down and +restore them to the future inheritance which he should purchase +for them. And now it was, that in order to keep up +their spirits, after they had lost their estate through the +folly of their ancestors, that he began to give them a part +of their former title-deed. He continued to send them portions +of it from time to time by different faithful servants, +whom, however, these ungrateful people generally used ill, +and some of whom they murdered. But for all this, the +lord was so very forgiving, that he at length sent these +mutineers a proclamation of full and free pardon by his son. +This son, though they used him in a more cruel manner +than they had done any of his servants, yet after having +<i>finished the work his father gave him to do</i>, went back +into the <i>far country</i> to prepare a place for all them who +believe in him; and there he still lives; begging and pleading +for those unkind people, whom he still loves and forgives, +and will restore to the purchased inheritance on the +easy terms of their being heartily sorry for what they have +done, thoroughly desirous of pardon, and convinced that <i>he +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_434" id="Page_434">[Pg 434]</a></span> +is able and willing to save to the uttermost all them that +come unto him</i>.</p> + +<p>I saw, indeed, that many old offenders appeared to be +sorry for what they had done; that is, they did not like to +be punished for it. They were willing enough to be delivered +from the penalty of their guilt, but they did not +heartily wish to be delivered from the power of it. Many +declared, in the most public manner, once every week, that +they were sorry they had done amiss; <i>that they had erred +and strayed like lost sheep</i>, but it was not enough to <i>declare</i> +their sorrow, ever so often, if they gave no other sign of +their penitence. For there was so little truth in them, that +the lord required other proofs of their sincerity beside their +own word, for they often lied with their lips and dissembled +with their tongue. But those who professed to be penitent +must give some outward proof of it. They were neither allowed +to raise heaps of clay, by circumventing their neighbors, +or to keep great piles lying by them useless; nor must +they barter them for any of those idle vanities which reduced +the heaps on a sudden; for I found that among the +grand articles of future reckoning, the use they had made +of the heaps would be a principal one.</p> + +<p>I was sorry to observe many of the fairer part of these +pilgrims spend too much of their heaps in adorning and +beautifying their tenements of clay, in painting, whitewashing, +and enameling them. All those tricks, however, +did not preserve them from decay; and when they grew +old, they even looked worse for all this cost and varnish. +Some, however, acted a more sensible part, and spent no +more upon their moldering tenements than just to keep +them whole and clean, and in good repair, which is what +every tenant ought to do; and I observed, that those who +were most moderate in the care of their own tenements, +were most attentive to repair and warm the ragged tenements +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_435" id="Page_435">[Pg 435]</a></span> +of others. But none did this with much zeal or acceptance, +but those who had acquired a habit of overlooking +<i>the things below</i>, and who also, by the constant use of +the telescope had got their natural weak and dim sight so +strengthened, as to be able to discern pretty distinctly the +nature of the <i>things above</i>. The habit of fixing their eyes +on these glories made all the shining trifles, which compose +the mass of <i>things below</i>, at last appear in their own diminutive +littleness. For it was in this case particularly true, +that things are only big or little by comparison; and there +was no other way of making the <i>things below</i>, appear as +small as they really were, but by comparing them, by means +of the telescope, with the <i>things above</i>. But I observed +that the false judgment of the pilgrims ever kept pace with +their wrong practices; for those who kept their eyes fastened +on the <i>things below</i>, were reckoned wise in their generation, +while the few who looked forward to the future glories, +were accounted by the bustlers, or heapers, to be either fools +or mad.</p> + +<p>Most of these pilgrims went on in adorning their tenements, +adding to their heaps, grasping the <i>things below</i> as +if they would never let them go, shutting their eyes, instead +of using their telescope, and neglecting their title-deed, as +if it was the parchment of another man's estate, and not of +their own; till one after another each felt his tenement +tumbling about his ears. Oh! then what a busy, bustling, +anxious, terrifying, distracting moment was that! What a +deal of business was to be done, and what a strange time +was this to do it in! Now, to see the confusion and dismay +occasioned by having left every thing to the last minute. +First, some one was sent for to make over the yellow heaps, +to another, which the heaper now found would be of no use +to himself in shooting the gulf; a transfer which ought to +have been made while the tenement was sound. Then +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_436" id="Page_436">[Pg 436]</a></span> +there was a consultation between two or three masons at +once perhaps, to try to patch up the walls, and strengthen +the props, and stop the decays of the tumbling tenement; +but not till the masons were forced to declare it was past +repairing (a truth they were rather too apt to keep back) +did the tenant seriously think it was time to pack up, prepare +and begone. Then what sending for the wise men +who professed to explain the title-deed! And oh! what +remorse that they had neglected to examine it till their +senses were too confused for so weighty a business! What +reproaches, or what exhortations to others, to look better +after their own affairs than they had done. Even to the +wisest of the inhabitants the falling of their tenements was +a solemn thing; solemn, but not surprising; they had long +been packing up and preparing; they praised their lord's +goodness that they had been suffered to stay so long; many +acknowledged the mercy of their frequent warnings, and +confessed that those very dilapidations which had made the +house uncomfortable had been a blessing, as it had set them +on diligent preparation for their future inheritance; had +made them more earnest in examining their title to it, and +had set them on such a frequent application to the telescope, +that the <i>things above</i> had seemed every day to approach +nearer and nearer, and the <i>things below</i> to recede and vanish +in proportion. These desired not to be <i>unclothed but to be +clothed upon, for they knew that if their tabernacle was +dissolved, they had an house not made with hands, eternal +in the heavens</i>.</p> + + +<hr class="chapbreak" /> +<div><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_437" id="Page_437">[Pg 437]</a></span></div> + +<h2><a name="THE_VALLEY_OF_TEARS" id="THE_VALLEY_OF_TEARS"></a>THE VALLEY OF TEARS. +<span class="subheading"><br />A VISION;</span> +<span class="subheading2"><br />OR, BEAR YE ONE ANOTHER'S BURDENS.</span> +</h2> +<hr class="decobreak" /> + + +<p>Once upon a time methought I set out upon a long journey, +and the place through which I traveled appeared to +be a dark valley, which was called the Valley of Tears. It +had obtained this name, not only on account of the many +sorrowful adventures which poor passengers commonly meet +with in their journey through it; but also because most of +these travelers entered it weeping and crying, and left it in +very great pain and anguish. This vast valley was full of +people of all colors, ages, sizes and descriptions. But +whether white or black, or tawny, all were traveling the +same road; or rather they were taking different little paths +which all led to the same common end.</p> + +<p>Now it was remarkable, that notwithstanding the different +complexions, ages, and tempers of this vast variety of people, +yet all resembled each other in this one respect, that +each had a burden on his back which he was destined to +carry through the toil and heat of the day, until he should +arrive, by a longer or shorter course, at his journey's end. +These burdens would in general have made the pilgrimage +quite intolerable, had not the lord of the valley, out of his +great compassion for these poor pilgrims, provided, among +other things, the following means for their relief. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_438" id="Page_438">[Pg 438]</a></span></p> + +<p>In their full view over the entrance of the valley, there +were written, in great letters of gold, the following words:</p> + +<p class="blockquot center">BEAR YE ONE ANOTHER'S BURDENS.</p> + +<p>Now I saw in my vision that many of the travelers hurried +on without stopping to read this inscription, and others, +though they had once read it, yet paid little or no attention +to it. A third sort thought it very good advice for other +people, but very seldom applied it to themselves. They +uniformly desired to avail themselves of the assistance which +by this injunction others were bound to offer them, but seldom +considered that the obligation was mutual, and that +reciprocal wants and reciprocal services formed the strong +cord in the bond of charity. In short, I saw that too many +of these people were of opinion that they had burdens +enough of their own, and that there was therefore no occasion +to take upon them those of others; so each tried to +make his own load as light, and his own journey as pleasant +as he could, without so much as once casting a thought on +a poor overloaded neighbor. Here, however, I have to +make a rather singular remark, by which I shall plainly +show the folly of these selfish people. It was so ordered +and contrived by the lord of this valley, that if any one +stretched out his hand to lighten a neighbor's burden, in +fact he never failed to find that he at that moment also +lightened his own. Besides the benefit of helping each +other, was as mutual as the obligation. If a man helped +his neighbor, it commonly happened that some other neighbor +came by-and-by and helped him in his turn; for there +was no such thing as what we called <i>independence</i> in the +whole valley. Not one of all these travelers, however stout +and strong, could move on comfortably without assistance, +for so the lord of the valley, whose laws were all of them +kind and good, had expressly ordained. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_439" id="Page_439">[Pg 439]</a></span></p> + +<p>I stood still to watch the progress of these poor wayfaring +people, who moved slowly on, like so many ticket-porters, +with burdens of various kinds on their backs; of +which some were heavier and some were lighter, but from +a burden of one kind or other, not one traveler was entirely +free. There might be some difference in the degree, and +some distinction in the nature, but exemption there was +none.</p> + + +<h3>THE WIDOW.</h3> + +<p>A sorrowful widow, oppressed with the burden of grief +for the loss of an affectionate husband, moved heavily on, +and would have been bowed down by her heavy load, had +not the surviving children, with great alacrity, stepped forward +and supported her. Their kindness, after a while, so +much lightened the load which threatened at first to be intolerable, +that she even went on her way with cheerfulness, +and more than repaid their help, by applying the strength +she derived from it to their future assistance.</p> + + +<h3>THE HUSBAND.</h3> + +<p>I next saw a poor old man tottering under a burden so +heavy, that I expected him every moment to sink under it. +I peeped into his pack, and saw it was made up of many +sad articles: there were poverty, oppression, sickness, debt, +and, what made by far the heaviest part, undutiful children. +I was wondering how it was that he got on even so well as +he did, till I spied his wife, a kind, meek, Christian woman, +who was doing her utmost to assist him. She quietly got +behind, gently laid her shoulder to the burden, and carried +a much larger portion of it than appeared to me when I +was at a distance. It was not the smallest part of the benefit +that she was anxious to conceal it. She not only sustained +him by her strength, but cheered him by her counsels. +She told him, that "through much tribulation we +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_440" id="Page_440">[Pg 440]</a></span> +must enter into rest;" that "he that overcometh shall inherit +all things." In short, she so supported his fainting +spirit, that he was enabled to "run with patience the race +which was set before him."</p> + + +<h3>THE KIND NEIGHBOR.</h3> + +<p>An infirm, blind woman was creeping forward, with a +very heavy burden, in which were packed sickness and +want, with numberless other of those raw materials out of +which human misery is worked up. She was so weak that +she could not have got on at all, had it not been for the +kind assistance of another woman almost as poor as herself, +who, though she had no light burden of her own, cheerfully +lent a helping hand to a fellow-traveler who was still more +heavily laden. This friend had indeed little or nothing to +give, but the very voice of kindness is soothing to the +weary. And I remarked in many other cases, that it was +not so much the degree of the help afforded, as the manner +of helping that lightened the burdens. Some had a coarse, +rough, clumsy way of assisting a neighbor, which, though +in fact it might be of real use, yet seemed, by galling the +traveler, to add to the load it was intended to lighten; while +I observed in others that so cheap a kindness as a mild +word, or even an affectionate look made a poor burdened +wretch move on cheerily. The bare feeling that some human +being cared for him, seemed to lighten the load. But +to return to this kind neighbor. She had a little old book +in her hand, the covers of which were worn out by much +use. When she saw the blind woman ready to faint, she +would read her a few words out of this book, such as the +following: "Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the +kingdom of heaven." "Blessed are they that mourn, for +they shall be comforted." "I will never leave thee nor forsake +thee." "For our light affliction, which is but for a +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_441" id="Page_441">[Pg 441]</a></span> +moment, worketh out for us a far more exceeding and eternal +weight of glory." These quickened the pace, and sustained +the spirits of the blind traveler; and the kind neighbor, +by thus directing the attention of the poor sufferer to +the blessings of a better world, helped to enable her to sustain +the affliction of this, more effectually than if she had +had gold and silver to bestow on her.</p> + + +<h3>THE CLERGYMAN.</h3> + +<p>A pious minister, sinking under the weight of a distressed +parish, whose worldly wants he was totally unable +to bear, was suddenly relieved by a charitable widow, who +came up and took all the sick and hungry on her own +shoulders as her part of the load. The burden of the parish, +thus divided, became tolerable. The minister being no +longer bowed down by the temporal distresses of his people, +applied himself cheerfully to his own part of the weight. +And it was pleasant to see how those two persons, neither +of them very strong, or rich, or healthy, by thus kindly +uniting together, were enabled to bear the weight of a +whole parish; though singly, either of them must have +sunk under the attempt. And I remember one great grief +I felt during my whole journey was, that I did not see more +of this union and concurring kindness—more of this acting +in concert, by which all the burdens might have been +so easily divided. It troubled me to observe, that of all +the laws of the valley there was not one more frequently +broken than <i>the law of kindness</i>.</p> + + +<h3>THE NEGROES.</h3> + +<p>I now spied a swarm of poor black men, women, and +children, a multitude which no man could number; these +groaned, and toiled, and sweated, and bled under far heavier +loads than I have yet seen. But for a while no man +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_442" id="Page_442">[Pg 442]</a></span> +helped them; at length a few white travelers were touched +with the sorrowful sighing of those millions, and very heartily +did they put their hands to the burdens; but their number +was not quite equal to the work they had undertaken. +I perceived, however, that they never lost sight of these +poor heavily-laden wretches; though often repulsed, they +returned again to the charge; though discomfited, they renewed +the effort, and some even pledged themselves to an +annual attempt till the project was accomplished; and as +the number of these generous helpers increased every year, +I felt a comfortable hope, that before all the blacks got out +of the valley, the whites would fairly divide the burden, and +the loads would be effectually lightened.</p> + +<p>Among the travelers, I had occasion to remark, that +those who most kicked and struggled under their burdens, +only made them so much the heavier, for their shoulders +became extremely galled by these vain and ineffectual struggles. +The load, if borne patiently, would in the end have +turned even to the advantage of the bearers, for so the lord +of the valley had kindly decreed; but as to these grumblers, +they had all the smart, and none of the benefit; they +had the present suffering without the future reward. But +the thing which made all these burdens seem so very heavy +was, that in every one without exception, there was a certain +<i>inner packet</i>, which most of the travelers took pains to +conceal, and kept carefully wrapped up; and while they +were forward enough to complain of the other part of their +burdens, few said a word about this, though in truth it was +the pressing weight of this <i>secret packet</i> which served to +render the general burden so intolerable. In spite of all +their caution, I contrived to get a peep at it. I found in +each that this packet had the same label—the word <span class="smcap">sin</span> was +written on all as a general title, and in ink so black that +they could not wash it out. I observed that most of them +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_443" id="Page_443">[Pg 443]</a></span> +took no small pains to hide the writing; but I was surprised +to see that they did not try to get rid of the load but +the label. If any kind friend who assisted these people in +bearing their burdens, did but so much as hint at the <i>secret +packet</i>, or advise them to get rid of it, they took fire +at once, and commonly denied they had any such article in +their portmanteau; and it was those whose <i>secret packet</i> +swelled to the most enormous size, who most stoutly denied +they had any.</p> + +<p>I saw with pleasure, however, that some who had long +labored heartily to get rid of this inward packet, at length +found it much diminished, and the more this packet shrunk +in size, the lighter was the other part of their burden also. +I observed, moreover, that though the label always remained +in some degree indelible, yet that those who were in earnest +to get rid of the load, found that the original traces of the +label grew fainter also; it was never quite obliterated in +any, though in some cases it seemed nearly effaced.</p> + +<p>Then methought, all at once, I heard a voice, as it had +been the voice of an angel, crying out and saying, "Ye unhappy +pilgrims, why are ye troubled about the burden +which ye are doomed to bear through this valley of tears? +Know ye not, that as soon as ye shall have escaped out of +this valley the whole burden shall drop off, provided ye neglect +not to remove that inward weight, that secret load of +<span class="smcap">sin</span> which principally oppresses you? Study, then, the +whole will of the lord of this valley. Learn from him how +this heavy part of your burdens may now be lessened, and +how at last it may be removed forever. Be comforted. +Faith and hope may cheer you even in this valley. The +passage, though it seems long to weary travelers, is comparatively +short, for beyond there is a land of everlasting rest, +where ye shall hunger no more, neither thirst any more; +where ye shall be led by living fountains of waters, and all +tears shall be wiped away from your eyes."</p> + + +<hr class="chapbreak" /> +<div><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_444" id="Page_444">[Pg 444]</a></span></div> + +<h2><a name="THE_STRAIT_GATE_AND_THE_BROAD_WAY" id="THE_STRAIT_GATE_AND_THE_BROAD_WAY"></a>THE STRAIT GATE AND THE BROAD WAY.</h2> +<hr class="decobreak" /> + + +<p>Now, I had a second vision of what was passing in the +Valley of Tears. Methought I saw again the same kind of +travelers whom I had seen in the former part, and they +were wandering at large through the same vast wilderness. +At first setting out on his journey, each traveler had a small +lamp so fixed in his bosom that it seemed to make a part of +himself; but as this natural light did not prove to be sufficient +to direct them in the right way, the king of the +country, in pity to their wanderings and blindness, out of +his gracious condescension, promised to give these poor +wayfaring people an additional supply of light from his own +royal treasury. But as he did not choose to lavish his +favors where there seemed no disposition to receive them, +he would not bestow any of his oil on such as did not think +it worth asking for. "Ask and ye shall have," was the +universal rule he laid down for them. But though they +knew the condition of the obligation, many were prevented +from asking through pride and vanity, for they thought +they had light enough already, preferring the feeble glimmering +of their own lamp to all the offered light from the +king's treasury. Yet it was observed of those who had rejected +it, as thinking they had enough, that hardly any +acted up to what even their own natural light showed them. +Others were deterred from asking, because they were told +that this light not only pointed out the dangers and difficulties +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_445" id="Page_445">[Pg 445]</a></span> +of the road, but by a certain reflecting power, it +turned inward on themselves, and revealed to them ugly +sights in their own hearts, to which they rather chose to be +blind; for those travelers were of that preposterous number +who "chose darkness rather than light," and for the old +obvious reason—"because their deeds were evil." Now, it +was remarkable that these two properties were inseparable, +and that the lamp would be of little outward use, except to +those who used it as an internal reflector. A threat and a +promise also never failed to accompany the offer of this +light from the king: a promise that to those who improved +what they had, more should be given; and a threat, that +from those who did not use it wisely, should be taken away +even what they had.</p> + +<p>I observed that when the road was very dangerous; when +terrors, and difficulties, and death beset the fervent traveler; +then, on their faithful importunity, the king voluntarily +gave large and bountiful supplies of light, such as in common +seasons never could have been expected: always proportioning +the quantity to the necessity of the case; "as +their day was, such was their light and strength."</p> + +<p>Though many chose to depend entirely on their own original +lamp, yet it was observed that this light was apt to go +out if left to itself. It was easily blown out by those violent +gusts which were perpetually howling through the wilderness; +and indeed it was the natural tendency of that unwholesome +atmosphere to extinguish it, just as you have +seen a candle go out when exposed to the vapors and foul +air of a damp room. It was a melancholy sight to see multitudes +of travelers heedlessly pacing on boasting they had +light enough of their own, and despising the offer of more.</p> + +<p>But what astonished me most of all was, to see many, +and some of them too accounted men of first rate wit, actually +busy in blowing out their own light, because while +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_446" id="Page_446">[Pg 446]</a></span> +any spark of it remained, it only served to torment them, +and point out things which they did not wish to see. And +having once blown out their own light, they were not easy +till they had blown out that of their neighbors also; so that +a good part of this wilderness seemed to exhibit a sort of +universal <i>blindman's buff</i>, each endeavoring to catch his +neighbor, while his own voluntary blindness exposed him +to be caught himself; so that each was actually falling into +the snare he was laying for another till at length, as selfishness +is the natural consequence of blindness, "catch he +that catch can," became the general motto of the wilderness.</p> + +<p>Now I saw in my vision, that there were some others who +were busy in strewing the most gaudy flowers over the +numerous bogs, and precipices, and pitfalls with which the +wilderness abounded; and thus making danger and death +look so gay, that poor thoughtless creatures seemed to delight +in their own destruction. Those pitfalls did not appear +deep or dangerous to the eye, because over them were +raised gay edifices with alluring names. These were filled +with singing men and singing women, and with dancing, +and feasting, and gaming, and drinking, and jollity, and +madness. But though the scenery was gay, the footing was +unsound. The floors were full of holes, through which the +unthinking merry-makers were continually sinking. Some +tumbled through in the middle of a song; more at the end +of a feast; and though there was many a cup of intoxication +wreathed round with flowers, yet there was always +poison at the bottom. But what most surprised me was +that though no day passed over their heads in which some +of the most merry-makers did not drop through, yet their +loss made little impression on those who were left. Nay, +instead of being awakened to more circumspection and +self-denial by the continual dropping off of those about +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_447" id="Page_447">[Pg 447]</a></span> +them, several of them seemed to borrow from thence an +argument of a direct contrary tendency, and the very shortness +of time was only urged as a reason to use it more +sedulously for the indulgence in sensual delights. "Let us +eat and drink, for to-morrow we die." "Let us crown ourselves +with rose-buds before they are withered." With +these and a thousand other such like inscriptions, the gay +garlands of the wilderness were decorated. Some admired +poets were set to work to set the most corrupt sentiments to +the most harmonious tunes; these were sung without scruple, +chiefly indeed by the looser sons of riot, but not seldom +also by the more orderly daughters of sobriety, who were not +ashamed to sing to the sound of instruments, sentiments so +corrupt and immoral, that they would have blushed to speak +or read them; but the music seemed to sanctify the corruption, +especially such as was connected with love or drinking.</p> + +<p>Now I observed that all the travelers who had so much +as a spark of life left, seemed every now and then, as they +moved onward, to cast an eye, though with very different +degrees of attention, toward the <i>Happy Land</i>, which they +were told lay at the end of their journey: but as they could +not see very far forward, and as they knew there was a <i>dark +and shadowy valley</i> which must needs be crossed before +they could attain to the <i>Happy Land</i>, they tried to turn +their attention from it as much as they could. The truth is, +they were not sufficiently apt to consult a map and a road-book +which the King had given them, and which pointed +out the path to the <i>Happy Land</i> so clearly that the "wayfaring +men, though simple, could not err." This map also +defined very correctly the boundaries of the <i>Happy Land</i> +from the <i>Land of Misery</i>, both of which lay on the other +side of the dark and shadowy valley; but so many beacons +and lighthouses were erected, so many clear and explicit +directions furnished for avoiding the one country and attaining +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_448" id="Page_448">[Pg 448]</a></span> +the other, that it was not the King's fault, if even one +single traveler got wrong. But I am inclined to think that, +in spite of the map and road-book, and the King's word, and +his offers of assistance to get them thither, that the travelers +in general did not heartily and truly believe, after all, +that there was any such country as the <i>Happy Land</i>; or +at least the paltry and transient pleasures of the wilderness +so besotted them, the thoughts of the dark and shadowy +valley so frightened them, that they thought they should be +more comfortable by banishing all thought and forecast, and +driving the subject quite out of their heads.</p> + +<p>Now, I also saw in my dream, that there were two roads +through the wilderness, one of which every traveler must +needs take. The first was narrow, and difficult, and rough, +but it was infallibly safe. It did not admit the traveler to +stray either to the right hand or the left, yet it was far from +being destitute of real comforts or sober pleasures. The +other was a <i>broad</i> and <i>tempting way</i>, abounding with luxurious +fruits and gaudy flowers, to tempt the eye and please +the appetite. To forget this <i>dark valley</i>, through which +every traveler was well assured he must one day pass, +seemed the object of general desire. To this grand end, all +that human ingenuity could invent was industriously set to +work. The travelers read, and they wrote, and they painted, +and they sung, and they danced, and they drank as they +went along, not so much because they all cared for these +things, or had any real joy in them, as because this restless +activity served to divert their attention from ever being fixed +on the <i>dark and shadowy valley</i>.</p> + +<p>The King, who knew the thoughtless tempers of the travelers, +and how apt they were to forget their journey's +end, had thought of a thousand kind little attentions to +warn them of their dangers: and as we sometimes see in +our gardens written on a board in great letters, <span class="smcap">Beware of +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_449" id="Page_449">[Pg 449]</a></span> +spring guns—man traps are set here</span>; So had this king +caused to be written and stuck up before the eyes of the +travelers, several little notices and cautions; such as, +"Broad is the way that leadeth to destruction."—"Take +heed, lest you also perish." "Woe to them that rise up +early to drink wine." "The pleasures of sin are but for a +season," etc. Such were the notices directed to the <i>broad-way</i> +travelers; but they were so busily engaged in plucking +the flowers sometimes before they were blown, and in devouring +the fruits often before they were ripe, and in loading themselves +with <i>yellow clay</i>, under the weight of which millions +perished, that they had no time so much as to look at the +king's directions. Many went wrong because they preferred +a merry journey to a safe one, and because they were terrified +by certain notices chiefly intended for the <i>narrow-way</i> +travelers; such as, "ye shall weep and lament, but the +world shall rejoice;" but had these foolish people allowed +themselves time or patience to read to the end, which they +seldom would do, they would have seen these comfortable +words added, "But your sorrow shall be turned into joy;" +also "your joy no man taketh from you;" and, "they that +sow in tears shall reap in joy."</p> + +<p>Now, I also saw in my dream, that many travelers who had +a strong dread of ending at the <i>Land of Misery</i> walked up to +the <i>Strait Gate</i>, hoping that though the entrance was narrow, +yet if they could once get in, the road would widen; but +what was their grief, when on looking more closely they +saw written on the inside, "Narrow is the way;" this made +them take fright; they compared the inscriptions with +which the whole way was lined, such as, "Be ye not conformed +to this world; deny yourselves, take up your cross," +with all the tempting pleasures of the wilderness. Some +indeed recollected the fine descriptions they had read of the +<i>Happy Land</i>, the <i>Golden City</i>, and the <i>River of Pleasure</i>, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_450" id="Page_450">[Pg 450]</a></span> +and they sighed; but then those joys were distant, and from +the faintness of their light, they soon got to think that what +was remote might be uncertain, and while the present good +increased in bulk the distant good receded, diminished, disappeared. +Their faith failed; they would trust no further +than they could see; they drew back and got into the +<i>Broad Way</i>, taking a common but sad refuge in the number, +the fashion, and the gayety of their companions. When +these faint-hearted people, who yet had set out well, turned +back, their light was quite put out, and then they became +worse than those who had made no attempt to get in. +"For it is impossible, that is, it is next to impossible, for +those who were once enlightened, and have tasted of the +heavenly gift, and the good word of God, and the powers +of the world to come, if they fall away to renew them again +to repentance."</p> + +<p>A few honest, humble travelers not naturally stronger +than the rest, but strengthened by their trust in the king's +word, came up, by the light of their lamps, and meekly entered +in at the <i>Strait Gate</i>; as they advanced further they +felt less heavy, and though the way did not in reality grow +wider, yet they grew reconciled to the narrowness of it, +especially when they saw the walls here and there studded +with certain jewels called <i>promises</i>, such as: "He that +endureth to the end shall be saved;" and "my grace is sufficient +for you." Some, when they were almost ready to +faint, were encouraged by seeing that many niches in the +<i>Narrow Way</i> were filled with statues and pictures of saints +and martyrs, who had borne their testimony at the stake, +that the <i>Narrow Way</i> was the safe way; and these travelers, +instead of sinking at the sight of the painted wheel and +gibbet, the sword and furnace, were animated with these +words written under them, "Those that wear white robes, +came out of great tribulation," and "be ye followers of +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_451" id="Page_451">[Pg 451]</a></span> +those who through faith and patience inherit the promises."</p> + +<p>In the mean time there came a great multitude of travelers +all from Laodicea; this was the largest party I had yet +seen; these were <i>neither hot nor cold</i>, they would not give +up future hope, and they could not endure present pain. +So they contrived to deceive themselves, by fancying that +though they resolved to keep the <i>Happy Land</i> in view, yet +there must needs be many different ways which lead to it, +no doubt all equally sure, without all being equally rough; +so they set on foot certain little contrivances to attain the +end without using the means, and softened down the spirit +of the king's directions to fit them to their own practice. +Sometimes they would split a direction in two, and only +use that half which suited them. For instance when they +met with the following rule on the way-post: "Trust in +the Lord and be doing good," they would take the first half, +and make themselves easy with a general sort of trust, that +through the mercy of the king all would go well with them, +though they themselves did nothing. And on the other +hand, many made sure that a few good works of their own +would do their business, and carry them safely to the <i>Happy +Land</i>, though they did <i>not</i> trust in the Lord, nor place +any faith in his word. So they took the second half of the +spliced direction. Thus some perished by a lazy faith, and +others by a working pride.</p> + +<p>A large party of Pharisees now appeared, who had so +neglected their lamp that they did not see their way at all, +though they fancied themselves to be full of light; they +kept up appearances so well as to delude others, and most +effectually to delude themselves with a notion that they +might be found in the right way at last. In this dreadful +delusion they went on to the end, and till they were finally +plunged in the dark valley, never discovered the horrors +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_452" id="Page_452">[Pg 452]</a></span> +which awaited them on the dismal shore. It was remarkable +that while these Pharisees were often boasting how +bright their light burned, in order to get the praise of men, +the humble travelers, whose steady light showed their good +works to others, refused all commendation, and the brighter +their light shined before men, so much the more they insisted +that they ought to glorify not themselves, but their +Father which is in heaven.</p> + +<p>I now set myself to observe what was the particular lot, +molestation and hinderance which obstructed particular +travelers in their endeavors to enter in at the <i>Strait Gate</i>. +I remarked a huge portly man who seemed desirous of +getting in, but he carried about him such a vast provision +of bags full of gold, and had on so many rich garments, +which stuffed him out so wide, that though he pushed and +squeezed, like one who had really a mind to get in, yet he +could not possibly do so. Then I heard a voice crying, +"Woe to him who loadeth himself with thick clay." The +poor man felt something was wrong, and even went so far +as to change some of his more cumbersome vanities into +others which seemed less bulky, but still he and his pack +were much too wide for the gate. He would not, however, +give up the matter so easily, but began to throw away +a little of the coarser part of his baggage, but still I remarked +that he threw away none of the vanities which lay +near his heart. He tried again, but it would not do; still +his dimensions were too large. He now looked up and +read these words, "How hardly shall those who have riches +enter into the kingdom of God." The poor man sighed to +find that it was impossible to enjoy his fill of both worlds, +and "went away sorrowing." If he ever afterward cast +a thought toward the <i>Happy Land</i>, it was only to regret +that the road which led to it was too narrow to admit any +but the meager children of want, who were not so incumbered +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_453" id="Page_453">[Pg 453]</a></span> +by wealth as to be too big for the passage. Had he +read on, he would have seen that "with God all things are +possible."</p> + +<p>Another advanced with much confidence of success, for +having little worldly riches or honor, the gate did not seem +so strait to him. He got to the threshold triumphantly, +and seemed to look back with disdain on all that he was +quitting. He soon found, however, that he was so bloated +with pride, and stuffed out with self-sufficiency, that he +could not get in. Nay, he was in a worse way than the +rich man just named; for <i>he</i> had been willing to throw +away some of his outward luggage, whereas this man refused +to part with a grain of that vanity and self-applause +which made him too large for the way. The sense of his +own worth so swelled him out that he stuck fast in the +gateway, and could neither get in nor out. Finding now +that he must cut off all these big thoughts of himself, if +he wished to be reduced to such a size as to pass the gate, +he gave up all thoughts of it. He scorned that humility +and self-denial which might have shrunk him down to the +proper dimensions; the more he insisted on his own qualifications +for entrance, the more impossible it became to +enter, for the bigger he grew. Finding that he must become +quite another manner of man before he could hope +to get in, he gave up the desire; and I now saw that though +when he set his face toward the <i>Happy Land</i> he could not +get an inch forward, yet the instant he made a motion to +turn back into the world, his speed became rapid enough, +and he got back into the <i>Broad Way</i> much sooner than he +got out of it.</p> + +<p>Many, who for a time were brought down from their +usual bulk by some affliction, seemed to get in with ease. +They now thought all their difficulties over, for having been +surfeited with the world during their late disappointment, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_454" id="Page_454">[Pg 454]</a></span> +they turned their backs upon it willingly enough, and +fancied they were tired of it. A fit of sickness, perhaps, +which is very apt to <i>reduce</i>, had for a time brought their +bodies into subjection, so that they were enabled just to get +in at the gateway; but as soon as health and spirit returned, +the way grew narrower and narrower to them; and +they could not get on, but turned short, and got back into +the world. I saw many attempt to enter who were stopped +short by a large burden of <i>worldly cares</i>; others by a load of +<i>idolatrous attachments</i>; but I observed that nothing proved +a more complete bar than that vast <i>bundle of prejudices</i> +with which multitudes were loaded. Others were fatally +obstructed by loads of <i>bad habits</i>, which they would not lay +down, though they knew it prevented their entrance.</p> + +<p>Some few, however, of most descriptions, who had kept +their <i>light</i> alive by craving constant supplies from the king's +treasury, got through at last by a strength which they felt +not to be their own. One poor man, who carried the +largest bundle of bad habits I had seen, could not get on a +step; he never ceased, however, to implore for light enough +to see where his misery lay; he threw down one of his +bundles, then another, but all to little purpose; still he +could not stir. At last <i>striving as if in agony</i> (which is +the true way of entering) he threw down the heaviest article +in his pack; this was <i>selfishness</i>; the poor fellow felt +relieved at once, his light burned brightly, and the rest of +his pack was as nothing.</p> + +<p>Then I heard a great noise as of carpenters at work. I +looked what this might be, and saw many sturdy travelers, +who, finding they were too bulky to get through, took it +into their heads not to reduce themselves, but to widen the +gate; they hacked on this side, and hewed on that; but all +their hacking, and hewing, and hammering was to no purpose, +they got their labor for their pains. It would have +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_455" id="Page_455">[Pg 455]</a></span> +been possible for them to have reduced themselves, had they +attempted it, but to widen the narrow way was impossible.</p> + +<p>What grieved me most was to observe that many who +had got on successfully a good way, now stopped to rest +and to admire their own progress. While they were thus +valuing themselves on their attainments, their light diminished. +While these were boasting how far they had left +others behind who had set out much earlier, some slower +travelers, whose beginning had not been so promising, but +who had walked meekly and circumspectly, now outstripped +them. These last walked not as though they had already +attained; but this one thing they did, forgetting the things +which were behind, they pushed forward to the mark, for +the prize of their high calling. These, though naturally +weak, yet <i>by laying aside every weight, finished the race +that was before them</i>. Those who had kept their "light +burning," who were not "wise in their own conceit," who +"laid their help on one that is mighty," who had "chosen +to suffer affliction rather than to enjoy the pleasures of sin +for a season," came at length to the <i>Happy Land</i>. They +had indeed the <i>Dark and Shadowy Valley</i> to cross, but +even there they found a <i>rod and a staff</i> to comfort them. +Their light instead of being put out by the damps of the +Valley and of the Shadow of Death, often burned with added +brightness. Some indeed suffered the terrors of a short +eclipse; but even then their light, like that of a dark +lantern, was not put out; it was only turned for a while +from him who carried it, and even these often finished their +course with joy. But be that as it might, the instant they +reached the <i>Happy Land</i>, all tears were wiped from their +eyes, and the king himself came forth and welcomed them +into his presence, and put a crown upon their heads, with +these words, "Well done, good and faithful servant, enter +thou into the joy of thy Lord."</p> + + +<hr class="chapbreak" /> +<div><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_456" id="Page_456">[Pg 456]</a></span></div> + +<h2><a name="PARLEY_THE_PORTER" id="PARLEY_THE_PORTER"></a>PARLEY, THE PORTER: +<span class="subheading2"><br />SHOWING HOW ROBBERS WITHOUT CAN NEVER GET INTO A HOUSE, +UNLESS THERE ARE TRAITORS WITHIN.</span> +</h2> +<hr class="decobreak" /> + + +<p>There was once a certain nobleman who had a house or +castle situated in the midst of a great wilderness, but inclosed +in a garden. Now there was a band of robbers in +the wilderness who had a great mind to plunder and destroy +the castle, but they had not succeeded in their endeavors, +because the master had given strict orders to "<i>watch without +ceasing</i>." To quicken their vigilance he used to tell +them that their care would soon have an end: that though +the nights to watch were dark and stormy, yet they were +but few; the period of resistance was short, that of rest +would be eternal.</p> + +<p>The robbers, however, attacked the castle in various ways. +They tried at every avenue, watched to take advantage of +every careless moment; looked for an open door or a neglected +window. But though they often made the bolts +shake and the windows rattle, they could never greatly hurt +the house, much less get into it. Do you know the reason? +It was because the servants were never off their guard. +They heard the noises plain enough, and used to be not a +little frightened, for they were aware both of the strength +and perseverance of their enemies. But what seemed +rather odd to some of these servants, the lord used to tell +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_457" id="Page_457">[Pg 457]</a></span> +them, that while they continued to be afraid they would be +safe; and it passed into a sort of proverb in that family, +"Happy is he that feareth always." Some of the servants, +however, thought this a contradiction.</p> + +<p>One day, when the master was going from home, he +called his servants all together, and spoke to them as follows: +"I will not repeat to you the directions I have so +often given you; they are all written down in <span class="smcap">the book of +laws</span>, of which every one of you has a copy. Remember, +it is a very short time that you are to remain in this castle; +you will soon remove to my more settled habitation, to a +more durable house, not made with hands. As that house +is never exposed to any attack, so it never stands in need +of any repair; for that country is never infested by any +sons of violence. Here you are servants; there you will +be princes. But mark my words, and you will find the +same in <span class="smcap">the book of my laws</span>, whether you will ever attain +to <i>that</i> house, will depend on the manner in which you defend +yourselves in <i>this</i>. A stout vigilance for a short time +will secure your certain happiness forever. But every +thing depends on your present exertions. Don't complain +and take advantage of my absence, and call me a hard +master, and grumble that you are placed in the midst of +a howling wilderness without peace or security. Say not, +that you are exposed to temptations without any power to +resist them. You have some difficulties, it is true, but you +have many helps and many comforts to make this house +tolerable, even before you get to the other. Yours is not +a hard service; and if it were, 'the time is short.' You +have arms if you will use them, and doors if you will bar +them, and strength if you will use it. I would defy all the +attacks of the robbers without, if I could depend on the +fidelity of the people within. If the thieves ever get in and +destroy the house, it must be by the connivance of one of +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_458" id="Page_458">[Pg 458]</a></span> +the family. <i>For it is a standing law of this castle, that +mere outward attack can never destroy it, if there be no consenting +traitor within.</i> You will stand or fall as you will +observe this rule. If you are finally happy, it will be by my +grace and favor; if you are ruined, it will be your own fault."</p> + +<p>When the nobleman had done speaking, every servant +repeated his assurance of attachment and firm allegiance to +his master. But among them all, not one was so vehement +and loud in his professions as old Parley, the porter. Parley, +indeed, it was well known, was always talking, which +exposed him to no small danger; for as he was the foremost +to promise, so he was the slackest to perform: and, +to speak the truth, though he was a civil-spoken fellow, his +lord was more afraid of him, with all his professions, than +he was of the rest who protested less. He knew that Parley +was vain, credulous, and self-sufficient; and he always +apprehended more danger from Parley's impertinence, curiosity, +and love of novelty, than even from the stronger vices +of some of his other servants. The rest indeed, seldom got +into any scrape of which Parley was not the cause in some +shape or other.</p> + +<p>I am sorry to be obliged to confess, that though Parley +was allowed every refreshment, and all the needful rest +which the nature of his place permitted, yet he thought it +very hard to be forced to be so constantly on duty. "Nothing +but watching," said Parley. "I have, to be sure, many +pleasures, and meat sufficient; and plenty of chat, in virtue +of my office, and I pick up a good deal of news of the +comers and goers by day, but it is hard that at night I must +watch as narrowly as a house-dog, and yet let in no company +without orders; only because there is said to be a few +straggling <i>robbers</i> here in the wilderness, with whom my +master does not care to let us be acquainted. He pretends +to make us vigilant through fear of the robbers, but I suspect +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_459" id="Page_459">[Pg 459]</a></span> +it is only to make us mope alone. A merry companion +and a mug of beer would make the night pass cheerily." +Parley, however, kept all these thoughts to himself, or uttered +them only when no one heard, for talk he must. He +began to listen to the nightly whistling of the robbers under +the windows with rather less alarm than formerly, and +was sometimes so tired of watching, that he thought it was +even better to run the risk of being robbed once, than to +live always in the fear of robbers.</p> + +<p>There were certain bounds in which the lord allowed his +servants to walk and divert themselves at all proper seasons. +A pleasant garden surrounded the castle, and a thick hedge +separated this garden from the wilderness which was infested +by the robbers; in this garden they were permitted +to amuse themselves. The master advised them always to +keep within these bounds. "While you observe this rule," +said he, "you will be safe and well; and you will consult +your own safety and happiness, as well as show your love +to me, by not venturing over to the extremity of your +bounds; he who goes as far as he dares, always shows a +wish to go further than he ought, and commonly does so."</p> + +<p>It was remarkable, that the nearer these servants kept to +the castle, and the further from the <i>hedge</i>, the more ugly +the wilderness appeared. And the nearer they approached +the forbidden bounds, their own home appeared more dull, +and the wilderness more delightful. And this the master +knew when he gave his orders; for he never either did or +said any thing without a good reason. And when his +servants sometimes desired an explanation of the reason, he +used to tell them they would understand it when they came +<i>to the other house</i>; for it was one of the pleasures of that +house, that it would explain all the mysteries of this, and +any little obscurities in the master's conduct would be then +made quite plain. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_460" id="Page_460">[Pg 460]</a></span></p> + +<p>Parley was the first who promised to keep clear of the +<i>hedge</i>, and yet was often seen looking as near as he durst. +One day he ventured close up to the hedge, put two or three +stones one on another, and tried to peep over. He saw one +of the robbers strolling as near as he could be on the forbidden +side. This man's name was Mr. Flatterwell, a smooth, +civil man, "whose words were softer than butter, having +war in his heart." He made several low bows to Parley.</p> + +<p>Now, Parley knew so little of the world, that he actually +concluded all robbers must have an ugly look which should +frighten you at once, and coarse brutal manners which would +at first sight show they were enemies. He thought, like a +poor ignorant fellow as he was, that this mild, specious person +could never be one of the band. Flatterwell accosted +Parley with the utmost civility, which put him quite off his +guard; for Parley had no notion that he could be an enemy +who was so soft and civil. For an open foe he would have +been prepared. Parley, however, after a little discourse +drew this conclusion, that either Mr. Flatterwell could not +be one of the gang, or that if he was, the robbers themselves +could not be such monsters as his master had described, +and therefore it was a folly to be afraid of them.</p> + +<p>Flatterwell began, like a true adept in his art, by lulling +all Parley's suspicions asleep; and instead of openly abusing +his master, which would have opened Parley's eyes at +once, he pretended rather to commend him in a general way, +as a person who meant well himself, but was too apt to suspect +others. To this Parley assented. The other then ventured +to hint by degrees, that though the nobleman might +be a good master in the main, yet he must say he was a +little strict, and a little stingy, and not a little censorious. +That he was blamed by the <i>gentlemen of the wilderness</i> for +shutting his house against good company, and his servants +were laughed at by people of spirit for submitting to the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_461" id="Page_461">[Pg 461]</a></span> +gloomy life of the castle, and the insipid pleasures of the +garden, instead of ranging in the wilderness at large.</p> + +<p>"It is true enough," said Parley, who was generally of +the opinion of the person he was talking with, "my master +is rather harsh and close. But to own the truth, all the +barring, and locking, and bolting, is to keep out a set of +gentlemen, who he assures us are <i>robbers</i>, and who are +waiting for an opportunity to destroy us. I hope no offense, +sir, but by your livery I suspect you, sir, are one of the +gang he is so much afraid of."</p> + +<p><i>Flatterwell.</i> Afraid of me? Impossible, dear Mr. Parley. +You see, I do not look like an enemy. I am unarmed; +what harm can a plain man like me do?</p> + +<p><i>Parley.</i> Why, that is true enough. Yet my master says, +if we were to let you into the house, we should be ruined +soul and body.</p> + +<p><i>Flatterwell.</i> I am sorry, Mr. Parley, to hear so sensible a +man as you are, so deceived. This is mere prejudice. He +knows we are cheerful entertaining people, foes to gloom +and superstition, and therefore he is so morose he will not +let you get acquainted with us.</p> + +<p><i>Parley.</i> Well; he says you are a band of thieves, gamblers, +murderers, drunkards, and atheists.</p> + +<p><i>Flatterwell.</i> Don't believe him; the worst we should do, +perhaps is, we might drink a friendly glass with you to your +master's health, or play an innocent game of cards just to +keep you awake, or sing a cheerful song with the maids; +now is there any harm in all this?</p> + +<p><i>Parley.</i> Not the least in the world. And I begin to +think there is not a word of truth in all my master says.</p> + +<p><i>Flatterwell.</i> The more you know us, the more you will +like us. But I wish there was not this ugly hedge between +us. I have a great deal to say, and I am afraid of being +overheard. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_462" id="Page_462">[Pg 462]</a></span></p> + +<p>Parley was now just going to give a spring over the +hedge, but checked himself, saying, "I dare not come on +your side, there are people about, and every thing is carried +to the master." Flatterwell saw by this that his new friend +was kept on his own side of the hedge by fear rather than +by principle, and from that moment he made sure of him. +"Dear Mr. Parley," said he, "if you will allow me the +honor of a little conversation with you, I will call under the +window of your lodge this evening. I have something to +tell you greatly to your advantage. I admire you exceedingly. +I long for your friendship; our whole brotherhood +is ambitious of being known to so amiable a person." "O +dear," said Parley, "I shall be afraid of talking to you at +night. It is so against my master's orders. But did you +say you had something to tell me to my advantage?"</p> + +<p><i>Flatterwell.</i> Yes, I can point out to you how you may be +a richer, a merrier, and a happier man. If you will admit +me to-night under the window, I will convince you that it +is prejudice and not wisdom, which makes your master bar +his door against us; I will convince you that the mischief +of a <i>robber</i>, as your master scurrilously calls us, is only in +the name; that we are your true friends, and only mean to +promote your happiness.</p> + +<p>"Don't say <i>we</i>," said Parley, "pray come alone; I would +not see the rest of the gang for the world; but I think +there can be no great harm in talking to <i>you</i> through the +bars, if you come alone; but I am determined not to let +you in. Yet I can't say but I wish to know what you can +tell me so much to my advantage; indeed, if it is for my +good I ought to know it."</p> + +<p><i>Flatterwell. (going out, turns back.)</i> Dear Mr. Parley, +there is one thing I had forgotten. I can not get over the +hedge at night without assistance. You know there is a +secret in the nature of that hedge; you in the house may +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_463" id="Page_463">[Pg 463]</a></span> +get over it, into the wilderness of your own accord, but we +can not get to your side by our own strength. You must +look about to see where the hedge is thinnest, and then set +to work to clear away here and there a little bough for me, +it won't be missed; and if there is but the smallest hole +made on your side, those on ours can get through, otherwise +we do but labor in vain. To this Parley made some +objection, through the fear of being seen. Flatterwell replied, +that the smallest hole from within would be sufficient, +for he could then work his own way. "Well," said Parley, +"I will consider of it. To be sure I shall even then be +equally safe in the castle, as I shall have all the bolts, bars, +and locks between us, so it will make but little difference."</p> + +<p>"Certainly not," said Flatterwell, who knew it would +make all the difference in the world. So they parted with +mutual protestations of regard. Parley went home charmed +with his new friend. His eyes were now clearly opened as +to his master's prejudices against the <i>robbers</i>, and he was +convinced there was more in the name than in the thing. +"But," said he, "though Mr. Flatterwell is certainly an +agreeable companion, he may not be so safe an inmate. +There can, however, be no harm in talking at a distance, +and I certainly won't let him in."</p> + +<p>Parley, in the course of the day, did not forget his promise +to thin the hedge of separation a little. At first he +only tore off a handful of leaves, then a little sprig, then he +broke away a bough or two. It was observable, the larger +the branch became, the worse he began to think of his +master, and the better of himself. Every peep he took +through the broken hedge increased his desire to get out into +the wilderness, and made the thoughts of the castle more +irksome to him. He was continually repeating to himself, +"I wonder what Mr. Flatterwell can have to say so much to +my advantage? I see he does not wish to hurt my master, +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_464" id="Page_464">[Pg 464]</a></span> +he only wishes to serve me." As the hour of meeting, +however, drew near, the master's orders now and then came +across Parley's thoughts. So to divert them, he took up +<span class="smcap">the book</span>. He happened to open it at these words: "My +son, if sinners entice thee, consent thou not." For a moment +his heart failed him. "If this admonition should be +sent on purpose?" said he; but no, 'tis a bugbear. My +master told me that if I went to the bounds I should get +over the hedge. Now I went to the utmost limits, and did +<i>not</i> get over. Here conscience put in: "Yes, but it was because +you were watched." "I am sure," continued Parley, +"one may always stop where one will, and this is only a +trick of my master's to spoil sport. So I will even hear +what Mr. Flatterwell has to say so much to my advantage. +I am not obliged to follow his counsels, but there can be no +harm in hearing them."</p> + +<p>Flatterwell prevailed on the rest of the robbers to make +no public attack on the castle that night. "My brethren," +said he, "you now and then fail in your schemes, because +you are for violent beginnings, while my smooth, insinuating +measures hardly ever miss. You come blustering and +roaring, and frighten people, and set them on their guard. +You inspire them with terror of <i>you</i>, while my whole +scheme is to make them think well of <i>themselves</i>, and ill +of their master. If I once get them to entertain hard +thoughts of him, and high thoughts of themselves, my business +is done, and they fall plump into my snares. So let +this delicate affair alone to me: Parley is a softly fellow, he +must not be frightened, but cajoled. He is the very sort of +a man to succeed with; and worth a hundred of your sturdy, +sensible fellows. With them we want strong arguments +and strong temptations; but with such fellows as Parley, +in whom vanity and sensuality are the leading qualities (as, +let me tell you, is the case with far the greater part) flattery +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_465" id="Page_465">[Pg 465]</a></span> +and a promise of ease and pleasure, will do more than +your whole battle array. If you will let me manage, I will +get you all into the castle before midnight."</p> + +<p>At night the castle was <a class="corr" name="TC_20" id="TC_20" title="barricadoed">barricaded</a> as usual, and no one +had observed the hole which Parley had made in the hedge. +This oversight arose that night from the servants' neglecting +one of the master's standing orders—to make a nightly +examination of the state of things. The neglect did not +proceed so much from willful disobedience, as from having +passed the evening in sloth and diversion, which often +amounts to nearly the same in its consequences.</p> + +<p>As all was very cheerful within, so all was very quiet +without. And before they went to bed, some of the servants +observed to the rest, that as they heard no robbers that +night, they thought they might now begin to remit something +of their diligence in bolting and barring: that all this +fastening and locking was very troublesome, and they hoped +the danger was now pretty well over. It was rather remarkable, +that they never made these sort of observations, but +after an evening of some excess, and when they had neglected +their <i>private business with their master</i>. All, however, except +Parley, went quietly to bed, and seemed to feel uncommon +security.</p> + +<p>Parley crept down to his lodge. He had half a mind to +go to bed too. Yet he was not willing to disappoint Mr. +Flatterwell. So civil a gentleman! To be sure he might +have had bad designs. Yet what right had he to suspect +any body who made such professions, and who was so very +civil? "Besides, it is something for my advantage," added +Parley. "I will not open the door, that is certain; but as +he is to come alone, he can do me no harm through the +bars of the windows: and he will think I am a coward if I +don't keep my word. No, I will let him see that I am not +afraid of my own strength; I will show him I can go what +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_466" id="Page_466">[Pg 466]</a></span> +length I please, and stop short <i>when</i> I please." Had Flatterwell +heard this boastful speech, he would have been quite +sure of his man.</p> + +<p>About eleven, Parley heard the signal agreed upon. It +was so gentle as to cause little alarm. So much the worse. +Flatterwell never frightened any one, and therefore seldom +failed of any one. Parley stole softly down, planted himself +at his little window, opened the casement, and spied his +new friend. It was pale starlight. Parley was a little +frightened; for he thought he perceived one or two persons +behind Flatterwell; but the other assured him it was only +his own shadow, which his fears had magnified into a company. +"Though I assure you," said he, "I have not a +friend but what is as harmless as myself."</p> + +<p>They now entered into serious discourse, in which Flatterwell +showed himself a deep politician. He skillfully +mixed up in his conversation a proper proportion of praise +on the pleasures of the wilderness, of compliments to Parley, +of ridicule on his master, and of abusive sneers on the +<span class="smcap">book</span> in which the master's laws were written. Against +this last he had always a particular spite, for he considered +it as the grand instrument by which the lord maintained his +servants in their allegiance; and when they could once be +brought to sneer at the <span class="smcap">book</span> there was an end of submission +to the lord. Parley had not penetration enough to see +his drift. "As to the <span class="smcap">book</span>, Mr. Flatterwell," said he, "I +do not know whether it be true or false. I rather neglect +than disbelieve it. I am forced, indeed, to hear it read once +a week, but I never look into it myself, if I can help it." +"Excellent," said Flatterwell to himself, "that is just the +same thing. This is safe ground for me. For whether a +man does not believe in the <span class="smcap">book</span>, or does not attend to it, +it comes pretty much to the same, and I generally get him +at last." +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_467" id="Page_467">[Pg 467]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Why can not we be a little nearer, Mr. Parley," said +Flatterwell; "I am afraid of being overheard by some of +your master's spies. The window from which you speak is +so high; I wish you would come down to the door." +"Well," said Parley, "I see no great harm in that. There +is a little wicket in the door through which we may converse +with more ease and equal safety. The same fastenings +will be still between us." So down he went, but not without +a degree of fear and trembling. The little wicket being +now opened, and Flatterwell standing close on the outside +of the door, they conversed with great ease. "Mr. Parley," +said Flatterwell, "I should not have pressed you so much +to admit me into the castle, but out of pure disinterested +regard to your own happiness. I shall get nothing by it, +but I can not bear to think that a person so wise and amiable +should be shut up in this gloomy dungeon, under a +hard master, and a slave to the unreasonable tyranny of +his <span class="smcap">book of laws</span>. If you admit me, you need have no +more waking, no more watching." Here Parley involuntarily +slipped back the bolt of the door. "To convince you +of my true love," continued Flatterwell, "I have brought a +bottle of the most delicious wine that grows in the wilderness. +You shall taste it, but you must put a glass through +the wicket to receive it, for it is a singular property of this +wine, that we of the wilderness can not succeed in conveying +it to you of the castle, without you hold out a vessel to +receive it." "O here is a glass," said Parley, holding out a +large goblet, which he always kept ready to be filled by any +chance-comer. The other immediately poured into the +capacious goblet a large draught of that delicious intoxicating +liquor, with which the family of the Flatterwells have +for near six thousand years gained the hearts, and destroyed +the souls of all the inhabitants of the castle, whenever they +have been able to prevail on them to hold out a hand to receive +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_468" id="Page_468">[Pg 468]</a></span> +it. This the wise, master of the castle well knew +would be the case, for he knew what was in men; he knew +their propensity to receive the delicious poison of the Flatterwells; +and it was for this reason that he gave them <span class="smcap">the +book</span> of his laws, and planted the hedge and invented the +bolts, and doubled the lock.</p> + +<p>As soon as poor Parley had swallowed the fatal draught, +it acted like enchantment. He at once lost all power of +resistance. He had no sense of fear left. He despised his +own safety, forgot his master, lost all sight of the home in +the other country, and reached out for another draught as +eagerly as Flatterwell held out the bottle to administer it. +"What a fool have I been," said Parley, "to deny myself +so long!" "Will you now let me in?" said Flatterwell. +"Ay, that I will," said the deluded Parley. Though the +train was now increased to near a hundred robbers, yet so +intoxicated was Parley, that he did not see one of them except +his new friend. Parley eagerly pulled down the bars, +drew back the bolts and forced open the locks; thinking +he could never let in his friend soon enough. He had, +however, just presence of mind to say, "My dear friend I +hope you are alone." Flatterwell swore he was—Parley +opened the door—in rushed, not Flatterwell only, but the +whole banditti, who always lurked behind in his train. +The moment they had got sure possession, Flatterwell +changed his soft tone, and cried in a voice of thunder, +"Down with the castle; kill, burn, and destroy."</p> + +<p>Rapine, murder, and conflagration, by turns took place. +Parley was the very first whom they attacked. He was +overpowered with wounds. As he fell he cried out, "O my +master, I die a victim to my unbelief in thee, and to my +own vanity and imprudence. O that the guardians of all +other castles would hear me with my dying breath repeat +my master's admonition, that <i>all attacks from without will +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_469" id="Page_469">[Pg 469]</a></span> +not destroy unless there is some confederate within</i>. O that +the keepers of all other castles would learn from my ruin, +that he who parleys with temptation is already undone. +That he who allows himself to go to the very bounds will +soon jump over the hedge; that he who talks out of the window +with the enemy, will soon open the door to him: that +he who holds out his hand for the cup of sinful flattery, +loses all power of resisting; that when he opens the door +to one sin, all the rest fly in upon him, and the man perishes +as I now do."</p> + + +<hr class="chapbreak" /> +<div><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_470" id="Page_470">[Pg 470]</a></span></div> + +<h2><a name="THE_GRAND_ASSIZES_ETC" id="THE_GRAND_ASSIZES_ETC"></a>THE GRAND ASSIZES, ETC.; +<span class="subheading"><br />OR, GENERAL JAIL DELIVERY.</span> +</h2> +<hr class="decobreak" /> + + +<p>There was in a certain country a great king, who was +also a judge. He was very merciful, but he was also very +just; for he used to say, that justice was the foundation of +all goodness, and that indiscriminate and misapplied mercy +was in fact injustice. His subjects were apt enough, in a +general way, to extol his merciful temper, and especially +those subjects who were always committing crimes which +made them particularly liable to be punished by his justice. +This last quality they constantly kept out of sight, till they +had cheated themselves into a notion that he was too good +to punish at all.</p> + +<p>Now it had happened a long time before, that this whole +people had broken their allegiance, and had forfeited the +king's favor, and had also fallen from a very prosperous +state in which he had originally placed them, having one +and all become bankrupts. But when they were over head +and ears in debt, and had nothing to pay, the king's son +most generously took the whole burden of their debts on +himself; and, in short, it was proposed that all their affairs +should be settled, and their very crimes forgiven (for they +were criminals as well as debtors), provided only they would +show themselves sincerely sorry for what they had done +themselves, and be thankful for what had been done for +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_471" id="Page_471">[Pg 471]</a></span> +them. I should, however, remark, that a book was also +given them, in which a true and faithful account of their +own rebellion was written; and of the manner of obtaining +the king's pardon, together with a variety of directions +for their conduct in time to come; and in this book it was +particularly mentioned, that after having lived a certain +number of years in a remote part of the same king's country, +yet still under his eye and jurisdiction, there should be +a <i>grand assizes</i>, when every one was to be publicly tried +for his past behavior; and after this trial was over, certain +heavy punishments were to be inflicted on those who should +have still persisted in their rebellion, and certain high premiums +were to be bestowed as a gracious reward upon the +penitent and obedient.</p> + +<p>It may be proper here to notice, that this king's court +differed in some respect from our courts of justice, being +indeed a sort of court of appeal, to which questions were +carried after they had been imperfectly decided in the common +courts! And although with us all criminals are tried +(and a most excellent mode of trial it is) by a jury of their +peers, yet in this king's country the mode was very different; +for since every one of the people had been in a certain +sense criminals, the king did not think it fair to make them +judges also. It would, indeed, have been impossible to +follow in all respects the customs which prevail with us, for +the crimes with which men are charged in our courts are +mere <i>overt acts</i>, as the lawyers call them, that is, acts which +regard the outward behavior; such as the acts of striking, +maiming, stealing, and so forth. But in this king's court +it was not merely outward sins, but sins of the heart also +which were to be punished. Many a crime, therefore, +which was never heard of in the court of King's Bench, or +at the Old Bailey, and which indeed could not be cognizable +by these courts, was here to be brought to light, and +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_472" id="Page_472">[Pg 472]</a></span> +was reserved for this great day. Among these were pride, +and oppression, and envy, and malice, and revenge, and +covetousness, and secret vanity of mind, and evil thoughts +of all sorts, and all sinful wishes and desires. When covetousness, +indeed, put men on committing robbery, or when +malice drove them to acts of murder, then the common +courts immediately judged the criminal, without waiting for +these great assizes; nevertheless, since even a thief and +murderer would now and then escape in the common +courts, for want of evidence, or through some fault or other +of the judge or jury, the escape was of little moment to the +poor criminal, for he was sure to be tried again by this great +king; and even though the man should have been punished +in some sense before, yet he had now a further and more +lasting punishment to fear, unless, indeed, he was one of those +who had obtained (by the means I before spoke of) this +great king's pardon. The <i>sins of the heart</i>, however, were by +far the most numerous sort of sins, which were to come before +this great tribunal; and these were to be judged by this +great king in person, and by none but himself; because he +alone possessed a certain power of getting at all secrets.</p> + +<p>I once heard of a certain king of Sicily, who built a +whispering gallery in the form of an ear, through which +he could hear every word his rebellious subjects uttered, +though spoken ever so low. But this secret of the king of +Sicily was nothing to what this great king possessed; for +he had the power of knowing every thought which was +conceived in the mind, though it never broke out into +words, or proceeded to actions.</p> + +<p>Now you may be ready to think, perhaps, that these +people were worse off than any others, because they were +to be examined so closely, and judged so strictly. Far from +it; the king was too just to expect bricks without giving +them straw; he gave them, therefore, every help that they +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_473" id="Page_473">[Pg 473]</a></span> +needed. He gave them a book of directions, as I before +observed; and because they were naturally short-sighted, +he supplied them with a glass for reading it, and thus the +most dim-sighted might see, if they did not willfully shut +their eyes: but though the king <i>invited</i> them to open their +eyes, he did not <i>compel</i> them; and many remain stone +blind all their lives with the book in their hand, because +they would not use the glass, nor take the proper means +for reading and understanding all that was written for them. +The humble and sincere learned in time to see even that +part of the book which was least plainly written; and it +was observed that the ability to understand it depended +more on the heart than the head; an evil disposition +blinded the sight, while humility operated like an eye-salve.</p> + +<p>Now it happened that those who had been so lucky as +to escape the punishment of the lower courts, took it into +their heads that they were all very good sort of people, and +of course very safe from any danger at this <i>great assize</i>. +This grand intended trial, indeed, had been talked of so +much, and put off so long (for it had seemed long at least +to these short-sighted people) that many persuaded themselves +it would never take place at all; and far the greater +part were living away therefore, without ever thinking +about it; they went on just as if nothing at all had been +done for their benefit; and as if they had no king to +please, no king's son to be thankful to, no book to guide +themselves by, and as if the assizes were never to come +about.</p> + +<p>But with this king <i>a thousand years were as a day, for +he was not slack concerning his promises, as some men count +slackness</i>. So at length the solemn period approached. +Still, however, the people did not prepare for the solemnity, +or rather, they prepared for it much as some of the people +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_474" id="Page_474">[Pg 474]</a></span> +of our provincial towns are apt to prepare for the annual +assize times; I mean by balls and feastings, and they saw +their own trial come on with as little concern as is felt by +the people in our streets when they see the judge's procession +enter the town; they indeed comfort themselves that +it is only those in the prisons who are guilty.</p> + +<p>But when at last the day came, and every man found +that he was to be judged for himself; and that somehow +or other, all his secrets were brought out, and that there +was now no escape, not even a short reprieve, things began +to take a more serious turn. Some of the worst of the +criminals were got together debating in an outer court of +the grand hall; and there they passed their time, not in +compunction and tears, not in comparing their lives with +what was required in that book which had been given +them, but they derived a fallacious hope by comparing +themselves with such as had been still more notorious offenders.</p> + +<p>One who had grown wealthy by rapine and oppression, +but had contrived to keep within the letter of the law, insulted +a poor fellow as a thief, because he had stolen a loaf +of bread. "You are far wickeder than I was," said a citizen +to his apprentice, "for you drank and swore at the ale-house +every Sunday night." "Yes," said the poor fellow, +"but it was your fault that I did so, for you took no care +of my soul, but spent all your Sabbaths in jaunting abroad +or in rioting at home; I might have learned, but there +was no one to teach me; I might have followed a good +example, but I saw only bad ones. I sinned against less +light than you did." A drunken journeyman who had +spent all his wages on gin, rejoiced that he had not spent a +great estate in bribery at elections, as the lord of his manor +had done, while a perjured elector boasted that he was no +drunkard like the journeyman; and the member himself +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_475" id="Page_475">[Pg 475]</a></span> +took comfort that he had never <i>received</i> the bribes which +he had not been ashamed to <i>offer</i>.</p> + +<p>I have not room to describe the awful pomp of the court, +nor the terrible sounding of the trumpet which attended +the judge's entrance, nor the sitting of the judge, nor the +opening of the books, nor the crowding of the millions, +who stood before him. I shall pass over the multitudes +who were tried and condemned to dungeons and chains, +and eternal fire, and to perpetual banishment from the +presence of the king, which always seemed to be the saddest +part of the sentence. I shall only notice further, a few +who brought some plea of merit, and claimed a right to be +rewarded by the king, and even deceived themselves so far +as to think that his own book of laws would be their justification.</p> + +<p>A thoughtless spendthrift advanced without any contrition, +and said, "that he had lived handsomely, and had +hated the covetous whom God abhorreth; that he trusted +in the passage of the book which said, that <i>covetousness was +idolatry</i>; and that he therefore hoped for a favorable sentence." +Now it proved that this man had not only avoided +covetousness, but that he had even left his wife and children +in want through his excessive prodigality. The judge +therefore immediately pointed to that place in the book +where it is written, <i>he that provideth not for his household +is worse than an infidel. He that liveth in pleasure is dead +while he liveth</i>; "thou," said he, "<i>in thy lifetime, receivedst +thy good things, and now thou must be tormented</i>." +Then a miser, whom hunger and hoarding had worn to skin +and bone, crept forward, and praised the sentence passed +on the extravagant youth, "and surely," said he, "since he +is condemned, I am a man that may make some plea to +favor—I was never idle or drunk, I kept my body in subjection, +I have been so self-denying that I am certainly a +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_476" id="Page_476">[Pg 476]</a></span> +saint: I have loved neither father nor mother, nor wife nor +children, to excess, in all this I have obeyed the book of +the law." Then the judge said, "But where are thy works +of mercy and thy labors of love? see that family which +perished in thy sight last hard winter while thy barns were +overflowing; that poor family were my representatives; +yet they were hungry, and thou gavest them no meat. <i>Go +to, now, thou rich man, weep and howl for the miseries that +are come upon you. Your gold and silver is cankered, and +the rust of them shall be a witness against you, and shall +eat your flesh as it were fire.</i>"</p> + +<p>Then came up one with a most self-sufficient air. He walked +up boldly, having in one hand the plan of a hospital which +he had built, and in the other the drawing of the statue +which was erecting for him in the country that he had just +left, and on his forehead appeared, in gold letters, the list +of all the public charities to which he had subscribed. He +seemed to take great pleasure in the condemnation of the +miser, and said, "Lord when saw I thee hungry and fed +thee not, or in prison and visited thee not? I have visited +the fatherless and widow in their affliction." Here the +judge cut him short, by saying, "True, thou didst visit the +fatherless, but didst thou fulfill equally that other part of +my command, 'to keep thyself unspotted from the world.' +No, thou wast conformed to the world in many of its sinful +customs, thou didst follow a multitude to do evil; thou +didst love the world and the things of the world; and the +motive to all thy charities was not a regard to me but to +thy own credit with thy fellow-men. Thou hast done +every thing for the sake of reputation, and now thou art +vainly trusting in thy deceitful works, instead of putting all +thy trust in my son, who has offered himself to be a surety +for thee. Where has been that humility and gratitude to +him which was required of thee? No, thou wouldest be +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_477" id="Page_477">[Pg 477]</a></span> +thine own surety: thou hast trusted in thyself: thou hast +made thy boast of thine own goodness; thou hast sought +after and thou hast enjoyed the praise of men, and verily I +say unto thee, 'thou hast had thy reward.'"</p> + +<p>A poor, diseased, blind cripple, who came from the very +hospital which this great man had built, then fell prostrate +on his face, crying out, "Lord be merciful to me a sinner!" +on which the judge, to the surprise of all, said, "Well done, +good and faithful servant." The poor man replied, "Lord, I +have done nothing!" "But thou hast 'suffered well:'" said +the judge; "thou hast been an example of patience and +meekness, and though thou hadst but few talents, yet thou +hast well improved those few; thou hadst time, this thou +didst spend in the humble duties of thy station, and also in +earnest prayer; thou didst pray even for that proud founder +of the hospital, who never <a class="corr" name="TC_21" id="TC_21" title="prayd">prayed</a> for himself; thou wast indeed +blind and lame, but it is no where said, My son give +me thy feet, or thine eyes, but Give me thy heart; and even +the few faculties I did grant thee, were employed to my +glory; with thine ears thou didst listen to my word, with +thy tongue thou didst show forth my praise: 'enter thou +into the joy of thy Lord.'"</p> + +<p>There were several who came forward, and boasted of +some single and particular virtue, in which they had been +supposed to excel. One talked of his generosity, another +of his courage, and a third of his fortitude; but it proved +on a close examination, that some of those supposed virtues +were merely the effect of a particular constitution of body; +the others proceeded from a false motive, and that not a +few of them were actual vices, since they were carried to excess; +and under the pretense of fulfilling one duty, some +other duty was lost sight of; in short, these partial virtues +were none of them practiced in obedience to the will of the +King, but merely to please the person's own humor, or to +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_478" id="Page_478">[Pg 478]</a></span> +gain praise, and they would not, therefore, stand this day's +trial, for "he that had kept the whole law, and yet had willfully +and habitually offended in any one point, was declared +guilty of breaking the whole."</p> + +<p>At this moment a sort of thick scales fell from the eyes +of the multitude. They could now no longer take comfort, +as they had done for so many years, by measuring their +neighbors' conduct against their own. Each at once saw +himself in his true light, and found, alas! when it was too +late, that he should have made the book which had been +given him his rule of practice before, since it now proved to +be the rule by which he was to be judged. Nay, every one +now thought himself even worse than his neighbor, because, +while he only <i>saw</i> and <i>heard</i> of the guilt of others, he <i>felt</i> +his own in all its aggravated horror.</p> + +<p>To complete their confusion they were compelled to acknowledge +the justice of the judge who condemned them: +and also to approve the favorable sentence by which thousands +of other criminals had not only their lives saved, but +were made happy and glorious beyond all imagination; not +for any great merits which they had to produce, but in consequence +of their sincere repentance, and their humble +acceptance of the pardon offered to them by the King's son. +One thing was remarkable, that whilst most of those who +were condemned, never expected condemnation, but even +claimed a reward for their supposed innocence or goodness, +all who were really rewarded and forgiven were sensible +that they owed their pardon to a mere act of grace, and +they cried out with one voice, "Not <a class="corr" name="TC_22" id="TC_22" title="not unto unto us, not us">unto us, not unto us</a>, +but unto thy name be the praise!"</p> + + +<hr class="chapbreak" /> +<div><span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_479" id="Page_479">[Pg 479]</a></span></div> + +<h2><a name="THE_SERVANT_MAN_TURNED_SOLDIER" id="THE_SERVANT_MAN_TURNED_SOLDIER"></a>THE SERVANT MAN TURNED SOLDIER; +<span class="subheading"><br />OR, THE FAIR-WEATHER CHRISTIAN.</span> +</h2> +<hr class="decobreak" /> + + +<p>William was a lively young servant, who lived in a <i>great, +but very irregular family</i>. His place was on the whole +agreeable to him, and suited to his gay and thoughtless +temper. He found a plentiful table and a good cellar. +There was, indeed, a great deal of work to be done, though +it was performed with much disorder and confusion. The +family in the main were not unkind to him, though they +often contradicted and crossed him, especially when things +went ill with themselves. This, William never much liked, +for he was always fond of having his own way. There was +a merry, or rather a noisy and riotous servants' hall; for +disorder and quarrels are indeed the usual effects of plenty +and unrestrained indulgence. The men were smart, but +idle; the maids were showy but licentious, and all did +pretty much as they liked for a time, but the time was commonly +short. The wages were reckoned high, but they +were seldom paid, and it was even said by sober people, +that the family was insolvent, and never fulfilled any of +their flattering engagements, or their most positive promises; +but still, notwithstanding their real poverty, things +went on with just the same thoughtlessness and splendor, +and neither master nor servants looked beyond the jollity +of the present hour. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_480" id="Page_480">[Pg 480]</a></span></p> + +<p>In this unruly family there was little church-going, and +still less praying at home. They pretended, indeed, in a +general way, to believe in the Bible, but it was only an outward +profession; few of them read it at all, and even of those +who did read still fewer were governed by it. There was +indeed a Bible lying on the table in the great hall, which +was kept for the purpose of administering an oath, but was +seldom used on any other occasion, and some of the heads +of the family were of opinion that this was its only real use, +as it might serve to keep the lower parts of it in order.</p> + +<p>William, who was fond of novelty and pleasure, was apt +to be negligent of the duties of the house. He used to stay +out on his errands, and one of his favorite amusements was +going to the parade to see the soldiers exercise. He saw +with envy how smartly they were dressed, listened with +rapture to the music, and fancied that a soldier had nothing +to do but to walk to and fro in a certain regular order, to +go through a little easy exercise, in short, to live without +fighting, fatigue, or danger.</p> + +<p>O, said he, whenever he was affronted at home, what a +fine thing it must be to be a soldier! to be so well dressed, +to have nothing to do but to move to the pleasant sound +of fife and drum, and to have so many people come to look +at one, and admire one. O it must be a fine thing to be a +soldier!</p> + +<p>Yet when the vexation of the moment was over, he found +so much ease and diversion in the great family, it was so +suited to his low taste and sensual appetites, that he thought +no more of the <a class="corr" name="TC_23" id="TC_23" title="mattter">matter</a>. He forgot the glories of a soldier, +and eagerly returned to all the mean gratifications of the +kitchen. His evil habits were but little attended to by +those with whom he lived; his faults, among which were +lying and swearing, were not often corrected by the family, +who had little objections to those sins, which only offended +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_481" id="Page_481">[Pg 481]</a></span> +God and did not much affect their own interest or property. +And except that William was obliged to work rather more +than he liked, he found little, while he was young and +healthy, that was very disagreeable in this service. So he +went on, still thinking, however, when things went a little +cross, what a fine thing it was to be a soldier! At last one day +as he was waiting at dinner, he had the misfortune to let fall +a china dish, and broke it all to pieces. It was a curious +dish, much valued by the family, as they pretended; this +family were indeed apt to set a false fantastic value on +things, and not to estimate them by their real worth. The +heads of the family, who had generally been rather patient +and good-humored with William, as I said before, for those +vices, which though offensive to God did not touch their +own pocket, now flew out into a violent passion with him, +called him a thousand hard names, and even threatened to +horsewhip him for his shameful negligence.</p> + +<p>William in a great fright, for he was a sad coward at bottom, +ran directly out of the house to avoid the threatened +punishment; and happening just at that very time to pass +by the parade where the soldiers chanced to be then exercising, +his resolution was taken in a moment. He instantly +determined to be no more a slave, as he called it; he +would return no more to be subject to the humors of a tyrannical +family: no, he was resolved to be free; or at least, +if he must serve, he would serve no master but the king.</p> + +<p>William, who had now and then happened to hear from +the accidental talk of the soldiers that those who served +the great family he had lived with, were slaves to their tyranny +and vices, had also heard in the same casual manner, +that the service of the king was <i>perfect freedom</i>. +Now he had taken it into his head to hope that this might +be a freedom to do evil, or at least to do nothing, so he +thought it was the only place in the world to suit him. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_482" id="Page_482">[Pg 482]</a></span></p> + +<p>A fine likely young man as William was, had no great +difficulty to get enlisted. The few forms were soon settled, +he received the bounty money as eagerly as it was offered, +took the oaths of allegiance, was joined to the regiment and +heartily welcomed by his new comrades. He was the happiest +fellow alive. All was smooth and calm. The day +happened to be very fine, and therefore William always +reckoned upon a fine day. The scene was gay and lively, +the music cheerful, he found the exercise very easy, and he +thought there was little more expected from him.</p> + +<p>He soon began to flourish away in his talk; and when he +met with any of his old servants, he fell a prating about +marches and counter-marches, and blockades, and battles, +and sieges, and blood, and death, and triumphs, and victories, +all at random, for these were words and phrases he had +picked up without at all understanding what he said. He +had no knowledge, and therefore he had no modesty; he had +no experience, and therefore he had no fears.</p> + +<p>All seemed to go on swimmingly, for he had as yet no +trial. He began to think with triumph what a mean life +he had escaped from in the old quarrelsome family, and +what a happy, honorable life he should have in the army. +O there was no life like the life of a soldier!</p> + +<p>In a short time, however, war broke out; his regiment +was one of the first which was called out to actual and hard +service. As William was the most raw of all the recruits, +he was the first to murmur at the difficulties and hardships, +the cold, the hunger, the fatigue and danger of being a soldier. +O what watchings, and perils, and trials, and hardships, +and difficulties, he now thought attended a military life! +Surely, said he, I could never have suspected all this misery +when I used to see the men on the parade in our town.</p> + +<p>He now found, when it was too late, that all the field-days +he used to attend, all the evolutions and exercises which +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_483" id="Page_483">[Pg 483]</a></span> +he had observed the soldiers to go through in the calm +times of peace and safety, were only meant to fit, train and +qualify them for the actual service which they were now +sent out to perform by the command of the king.</p> + +<p>The truth is, William often complained when there was +no real hardship to complain of; for the common troubles +of life fell out pretty much alike to the great family which +William had left, and to the soldiers in the king's army. +But the spirit of obedience, discipline, and self-denial of the +latter seemed hardships to one of William's loose turn of +mind. When he began to murmur, some good old soldier +clapped him on the back, saying, Cheer up lad, it is a kingdom +you are to strive for, if we faint not, henceforth there +is laid up for us a great reward; we have the king's word +for it, man. William observed, that to those who truly believed +this, their labors were as nothing, but he himself did +not at the bottom believe it; and it was observed, of all the +soldiers who failed, the true cause was that they did not +really believe the king's promise. He was surprised to see +that those soldiers, who used to bluster and boast, and deride +the assaults of the enemy, now began to fall away; +while such as had faithfully obeyed the king's orders, and +believed in his word, were sustained in the hour of trial. +Those who had trusted in their own strength all fainted on +the slightest attack, while those who had put on the armor +of the king's providing, the sword, and the shield, and the +helmet, and the breast-plate, and whose feet were shod according +to order, now endured hardship as good soldiers, +and were enabled to fight the good fight.</p> + +<p>An engagement was expected immediately. The men +were ordered to prepare for battle. While the rest of the +corps were so preparing, William's whole thoughts were +bent on contriving how he might desert. But alas! he was +watched on all sides, he could not possibly devise any means +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_484" id="Page_484">[Pg 484]</a></span> +to escape. The danger increased every moment, the battle +came on. William, who had been so sure and confident before +he entered, flinched in the moment of trial, while his +more quiet and less boastful comrades prepared boldly to +do their duty. William looked about on all sides, and saw +that there was no eye upon him, for he did not know that +the king's eye was everywhere at once. He at last thought +he spied a chance of escaping, not from the enemy, but +from his own army. While he was endeavoring to escape, +a ball from the opposite camp took off his leg. As he fell, +the first words which broke from him were, While I was in +my duty I was preserved; in the very act of deserting I +am wounded. He lay expecting every moment to be trampled +to death, but as the confusion was a little over, he was +taken off the field by some of his own party, laid in a place +of safety, and left to himself after his wound was dressed.</p> + +<p>The skirmish, for it proved nothing more, was soon over. +The greater part of the regiment escaped in safety. William +in the mean time suffered cruelly both in mind and +body. To the pains of a wounded soldier, he added the +disgrace of a coward, and the infamy of a deserter. O, +cried he, why was I such a fool as to leave the <i>great family</i> +I lived in, where there was meat and drink enough and to +spare, only on account of a little quarrel? I might have +made up that with them as we had done our former quarrels. +Why did I leave a life of ease and pleasure, where I +had only a little rub now and then, for a life of daily discipline +and constant danger? Why did I turn soldier? O +what a miserable animal is a soldier!</p> + +<p>As he was sitting in this weak and disabled condition, +uttering the above complaints, he observed a venerable old +officer, with thin gray locks on his head, and on his face, +deep wrinkles engraved by time, and many an honest scar +inflicted by war. William had heard this old officer highly +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_485" id="Page_485">[Pg 485]</a></span> +commended for his extraordinary courage and conduct in +battle, and in peace he used to see him cool and collected, +devoutly employed in reading and praying in the interval of +more active duties. He could not help comparing this officer +with himself. I, said he, flinched and drew back, and +would even have deserted in the moment of peril, and now +in return, I have no consolation in the hour of repose and +safety. I would not fight then, I can not pray now. O +why would I ever think of being a soldier? He then began +afresh to weep and lament, and he groaned so loud that +he drew the notice of the officer, who came up to him, +kindly sat down by him, took him by the hand, and inquired +with as much affection as if he had been his brother, +what was the matter with him, and what particular distress, +more than the common fortune of war it was which drew +from him such bitter groans? "I know something of surgery," +added he, "let me examine your wound, and assist +you with such little comfort as I can."</p> + +<p>William at once saw the difference between the soldiers +in the king's army, and the people in the great family; the +latter commonly withdrew their kindness in sickness and +trouble, when most wanted, which was just the very time +when the others came forward to assist. He told the officer +his little history, the manner of his living in the great +family, the trifling cause of his quarreling with it, the +slight ground of his entering into the king's service. +"Sir," said he, "I quarreled with the family and I thought +I was at once fit for the army: I did not know the qualifications +it required. I had not reckoned on discipline, and +hardships, and self-denial. I liked well enough to sing a +loyal song, or drink the king's health, but I find I do not +relish working and fighting for him, though I rashly promised +even to lay down my life for his service if called upon, +when I took the bounty money and the oath of allegiance. +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_486" id="Page_486">[Pg 486]</a></span> +In short, sir, I find that I long for the ease and sloth, the +merriment and the feasting of my old service; I find I can +not be a soldier, and, to speak truth, I was in the very act of +deserting when I was stopped short by the cannon-ball. So +that I feel the guilt of desertion, and the misery of having +lost my leg into the bargain."</p> + +<p>The officer thus replied: "Your state is that of every +worldly irreligious man. The great family you served is a +just picture of the world. The wages the world promises +to those who are willing to do its work are high, but the +payment is attended with much disappointment; nay, the +world, like your great family, is in itself insolvent, and in +its very nature incapable of making good the promises +and of paying the high rewards which it holds out to tempt +its credulous followers. The ungodly world, like your family, +cares little for church, and still less for prayer; and considers +the Bible rather as an instrument to make an oath binding, +in order to keep the vulgar in obedience, than as containing +in itself a perfect rule of faith and practice, and as a title-deed +to heaven. The generality of men love the world as you +did your service, while it smiles upon them, and gives them +easy work and plenty of meat and drink; but as soon as it +begins to cross and contradict them, they get out of humor +with it, just as you did with your service. They then think +its drudgery hard, its rewards low. They find out that it is +high in its expectations from them, and slack in its payments +to them. And they begin to fancy (because they do not +hear religious people murmur as they do) that there must +be some happiness in religion. The world, which takes no +account of their deeper sins, at length brings them into discredit +for some act of imprudence, just as your family overlooked +your lying and swearing, but threatened to drub you +for breaking a china dish. Such is the judgment of the +world! it patiently bears with those who only break the +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_487" id="Page_487">[Pg 487]</a></span> +laws of God, but severely punishes the smallest negligence +by which they themselves are injured. The world sooner +pardons the breaking ten commandments of God, than even +a china dish of its own.</p> + +<p>"After some cross or opposition, worldly men, as I said +before, begin to think how much content and cheerfulness +they remember to have seen in religious people. They +therefore begin to fancy that religion must be an easy and +delightful, as well as a good thing. They have heard that, +<i>her ways are ways of pleasantness, and all her paths are +peace</i>; and they persuade themselves, that by this is meant +worldly pleasantness and sensual peace. They resolve at +length to try it, to turn their back upon the world, to engage +in the service of God and turn Christians; just as you +resolved to leave your old service, to enter into the service +of the king and turn soldier. But as you quitted your place +in a passion, so they leave the world in a huff. They do +not count the cost. They do not calculate upon the darling +sin, the habitual pleasures, the ease, and vanities, which they +undertake by their new engagements to renounce, no more +than you counted what indulgences you were going to give +up when you quitted the luxuries and idleness of your place +to enlist in the soldier's warfare. They have, as I said, seen +Christians cheerful, and they mistook the ground of their +cheerfulness; they fancied it arose, not because through +grace they had conquered difficulties, but because they had +no difficulties in their passage. They fancied that religion +found the road smooth, whereas it only helps to bear with +a rough road without complaint. They do not know +that these Christians are of good cheer, not because the +world is free from tribulation, but because Christ, their captain, +has <i>overcome the world</i>. But the <a class="corr" name="TC_24" id="TC_24" title="irreligous">irreligious</a> man, who +has only seen the outside of a Christian in his worldly intercourse, +knows little of his secret conflicts, his trials, his +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_488" id="Page_488">[Pg 488]</a></span> +self-denials, his warfare with the world without; and with +his own corrupt desires within.</p> + +<p>"The irreligious man quarrels with the world on some +such occasion as you did with your place. He now puts on +the outward forms and ceremonies of religion, and assumes +the badge of Christianity, just as you were struck with the +show of a field-day; just as you were pleased with the +music and the marching, and put on the cockade and red +coat. All seems smooth for a little while. He goes +through the outward exercise of a Christian, a degree of +credit attends his new profession, but he never suspects there +is either difficulty or discipline attending it; he fancies religion +is a thing for talking about, and not a thing of the +heart and the life. He never suspects that all the psalm-singing +he joins in, and the sermons he hears, and the +other means he is using, are only as the exercise and the +evolutions of the soldiers, to fit and prepare him for actual +service; and that these means are no more religion itself, +than the exercises and evolutions of your parade were real +warfare.</p> + +<p>"At length some trial arises: this nominal Christian is +called to differ from the world in some great point; something +happens which may strike at his comfort, or his +credit, or security. This cools his zeal for religion, just as +the view of an engagement cooled your courage as a soldier. +He finds he was only <i>angry</i> with the world, he was not +<i>tired</i> of it. He was out of humor with the world, not because +he had seen through its vanity and emptiness, but +because the world was out of humor with him. He +finds that it is an easy thing to be a fair-weather Christian, +bold where there is nothing to be done, and confident where +there is nothing to be feared. Difficulties unmask him to +others; temptations unmask him to himself; he discovers, +that though he is a high professor, he is no Christian; just +<span class="pagenum"><a name="Page_489" id="Page_489">[Pg 489]</a></span> +as you found out that your red coat and your cockade, your +shoulder-knot and your musket, did not prevent you from +being a coward.</p> + +<p>"Your misery in the military life, like that of the nominal +Christian, arose from your love of ease, your cowardice, +and your self-ignorance. You rushed into a new way of +life without trying after one qualification for it. A total +change of heart and temper were necessary for your new +calling. With new views and principles the soldier's life +would have been not only easy, but delightful to you. But +while with a new profession you retained your old nature +it is no wonder if all discipline seemed intolerable to you.</p> + +<p>"The true Christian, like the brave soldier, is supported +under dangers by a strong faith that the fruits of that victory +for which he fights will be safety and peace. But, alas! +the pleasures of this world are present and visible; the rewards +for which he strives are remote. He therefore fails, +because nothing short of a lively faith can ever outweigh +a strong present temptation, and lead a man to prefer the +joys of conquest to the pleasures of indulgence."</p> + +<p class="theend">THE END.</p> + + +<div class="footnotes"> +<h2>FOOTNOTES</h2> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_1" id="Footnote_1"></a><a href="#FNanchor_1"><span class="label">[1]</span></a> This piece of frugal industry is not imaginary, but a real fact, +as is the character of the shepherd, and his uncommon knowledge +of the Scriptures.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_2" id="Footnote_2"></a><a href="#FNanchor_2"><span class="label">[2]</span></a> Printed for the Cheap Repository.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_3" id="Footnote_3"></a><a href="#FNanchor_3"><span class="label">[3]</span></a> See Romans, vii.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_4" id="Footnote_4"></a><a href="#FNanchor_4"><span class="label">[4]</span></a> It is with regret I have lately observed that the fashionable +author and singer of songs more loose, profane, and corrupt, than +any of those here noticed, not only received a prize as the reward +of his important services, but also received the public acknowledgments +of an illustrious society for having contributed to the happiness +of their country.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_5" id="Footnote_5"></a><a href="#FNanchor_5"><span class="label">[5]</span></a> See Dodd's Sayings.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_6" id="Footnote_6"></a><a href="#FNanchor_6"><span class="label">[6]</span></a> See Cheap Repository, Tract on the Scarcity, printed for T. +Evans, Long-lane, West Smithfield, London.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_7" id="Footnote_7"></a><a href="#FNanchor_7"><span class="label">[7]</span></a> It was this consideration chiefly, which stimulated the conductors +of the Cheap Repository to send forth that variety of little +books so peculiarly suited to the young. They considered that by +means of Sunday Schools, multitudes were now taught to read, who +would be exposed to be corrupted by all the ribaldry and profaneness +of loose songs, vicious stories, and especially by the new influx +of corruption arising from jacobinial and atheistical pamphlets, and +that it was a bounden duty to counteract such temptations.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_8" id="Footnote_8"></a><a href="#FNanchor_8"><span class="label">[8]</span></a> This practice is too common. Those fairs which profess to be +kept on Monday, commonly begin on the Sunday. It is much to +be wished that magistrates would put a stop to it, as Mr. Simpson +did at Weston, at the request of Mrs. Jones. There is another +great evil worth the notice of justices. In many villages, during +the fair, ale is sold at private houses, which have no license, to the +great injury of sobriety and good morals.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_9" id="Footnote_9"></a><a href="#FNanchor_9"><span class="label">[9]</span></a> These prayers may be had also divided into two parts, one fit for +private persons, the other for families, price one half-penny.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_10" id="Footnote_10"></a><a href="#FNanchor_10"><span class="label">[10]</span></a> The Philanthropic.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_11" id="Footnote_11"></a><a href="#FNanchor_11"><span class="label">[11]</span></a> For an authentic account of numberless frauds of this kind, see +that very useful work of Mr. Colquhoun on the "Police of the Metropolis +of London."</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_12" id="Footnote_12"></a><a href="#FNanchor_12"><span class="label">[12]</span></a> See Part II.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_13" id="Footnote_13"></a><a href="#FNanchor_13"><span class="label">[13]</span></a> A profligate wit of a neighboring country having attempted to +turn this doctrine into ridicule, under the same title here assumed, +it occurred to the author that it might not be altogether useless to +illustrate the same doctrine on Christian principles.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_14" id="Footnote_14"></a><a href="#FNanchor_14"><span class="label">[14]</span></a> See John, chap. ii.; and John, chap. iv.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_15" id="Footnote_15"></a><a href="#FNanchor_15"><span class="label">[15]</span></a> This was first printed under the title of <span class="smcap">The Cottage Cook</span>.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_16" id="Footnote_16"></a><a href="#FNanchor_16"><span class="label">[16]</span></a> See the Way to Plenty for a number of cheap recipes.</p></div> +</div> + + +<div class="trnote"> +<h2><a name="trcorrections" id="trcorrections"></a>Transcriber's corrections</h2> +<ul> +<li><a href="#TC_1">p. 27</a>: and[nd] agreed that though a good dinner was not to be despised,</li> +<li><a href="#TC_2">p. 44</a>: this favor, but also for his readiness in the catechism[cathecism], and</li> +<li><a href="#TC_3">p. 47</a>: out ran Jack, nothing could stop him, and not a stitch[stich] more</li> +<li><a href="#TC_4">p. 65</a>: night, sticking to his old notion of not putting[puting] off till to-morrow</li> +<li><a href="#TC_5">p. 90</a>: had so often[ofted] assured him, that a young fellow of five and</li> +<li><a href="#TC_6">p. 127</a>: this, Tom never could bear to see a wanton stroke[stoke] inflicted.</li> +<li><a href="#TC_7">p. 169</a>: of[fo] him. I doubt whether she would have been as much</li> +<li><a href="#TC_8">p. 183</a>: gown rather too much, I am not quite sure; certain it[is] is,</li> +<li><a href="#TC_9">p. 187</a>: what was his[her] surprise to hear these words: "O Lord have</li> +<li><a href="#TC_10">p. 220</a>: Was such a boy likely to do such a deed?[!]</li> +<li><a href="#TC_11">p. 227</a>: stole the apples![?]"</li> +<li><a href="#TC_12">p. 255</a>: I value a guinea; no, sir, I despise money; it[is] is trash; it is</li> +<li><a href="#TC_13">p. 283</a>: the noon in dressing, the evening at the harpsichord[harpsicord], and the</li> +<li><a href="#TC_14">p. 287</a>: work, yet they always assist their mother in the management[managment]</li> +<li><a href="#TC_15">p. 291</a>: to-morrow; waiting-maids in the morning, and duchesses[dutchesses]</li> +<li><a href="#TC_16">p. 320</a>: given? With some such thoughts[thougths] I commonly go to bed,</li> +<li><a href="#TC_17">p. 322</a>: the reading [of] the lessons as a licensed season for whispering,</li> +<li><a href="#TC_18">p. 393</a>: bit of cheese which I had brought with me, and we ate[eat] it</li> +<li><a href="#TC_19">p. 429</a>: which engaged[ergaged] the hearts of different travelers, such as an</li> +<li><a href="#TC_20">p. 465</a>: At night the castle was barricaded[barricadoed] as usual, and no one</li> +<li><a href="#TC_21">p. 477</a>: of the hospital, who never prayed[prayd] for himself; thou wast indeed</li> +<li><a href="#TC_22">p. 478</a>: they cried out with one voice, "Not unto us, not unto us[not unto unto us, not us],</li> +<li><a href="#TC_23">p. 480</a>: no more of the matter[mattter]. He forgot the glories of a soldier,</li> +<li><a href="#TC_24">p. 487</a>: has <i>overcome the world</i>. 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