I've Been Thinking; or, the Secret of SuccessRoe, A. S. (Azel Stevens)
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I've Been Thinking; or, the Secret of Success
Roe, A. S. (Azel Stevens)
Conduct of life -- Fiction; Diligence -- Fiction; Success -- Fiction
Things had, indeed, gone prosperously with them. Their trade, although
small at first, rapidly increased; the opportunity they afforded the
inhabitants to dispose of their productions advantageously, soon
stimulated to increased cultivation. A display of goods from the city
introduced a better and neater style of dress, and that led to more
neatness in their dwellings, and every thing around them. The timber
from the barrens became an article of great demand; and those
comparatively valueless wilds bade fair to yield an immense revenue to
their owners.
But in addition to all this, a few wealthy families from other parts,
attracted by the pleasantness of the location, had come among them; and
with these was the early patron of our boys--Major Morris and his lovely
family. He had not retired from the service; for the sound of war was
rumbling in the distance, and dark clouds were fast rising on our
political horizon, and it was no time for a brave and good man to
withdraw from his country's need. But he was tired of the unsettled
manner of life to which he had been so long subjected, and resolved, so
soon as a favorable opportunity should offer, to retire, and enjoy the
sweets of home and domestic life. He had long admired the location, but
perhaps might not have decided to make it his place of residence, but
for an old friend of his--one whose life had been spent upon the ocean,
and who could no more be easy without the sight and smell of salt-water
than the fish who sport upon its sunny bosom--Commodore Trysail, a
bluff, high-tempered, warm-hearted sailor. He had won high honors early
in life, but for some cause, in an hour of excitement, had thrown up his
commission. He had amassed a handsome fortune since then by engaging in
the East India trade; and although never condescending to command even
his own ship, he had made several voyages to Bengal, attending solely to
business matters. He had now some fine vessels of his own, and having
relinquished all idea of going abroad, had resolved to locate where he
could enjoy what he had so long been accustomed to, without storms and
billows. Having visited the place, in company with Major Morris, he was
at once charmed, and they both decided to make it their home, and do
what they could to build up things around them. No wonder, then, if six
years has affected such an entire change in the aspect of things.
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