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
'And charges them what he pleases for the goods they must purchase?'
'It is pretty much so, ma'am. They must have the necessaries of life you
know, ma'am; and although they purchase only such things as their
families absolutely need, yet it is so managed, that they are brought a
little in debt at each settlement. Some think that he charges almost
double what the goods cost him; but, situated as they are, no one dares
complain, and so they go on from year to year.'
'This is slavery I think, Mary, with a vengeance,' said Mr. Rutherford,
looking at his wife.
'It is just as we expected, my dear.'
'Well, I hope, Mr. Rutherford, that I have not done injustice to Mr.
Cross. He has been good to me and mine. Perhaps, after all, the people
think hard of him without sufficient cause.'
'You have only confirmed my suspicions of the state of things here. You
know that I own a large part of these barrens; and, therefore, it is my
duty to look into matters, and not suffer evils to exist, if I can
remedy them.'
Mr. Rutherford then proceeded to touch upon matters more immediately
relating to the widow's personal interests, and which, in fact, had been
one of the objects of his visit. It was in reference to her removal from
this region, so destitute of privileges, to her former home, beneath his
own roof, where her children could be usefully employed, and herself
made comfortable.
It was some time before she could make any reply to this generous offer.
'You must not hesitate, Mrs. Brown, to accept this offer; for I assure
you, that I heartily join with my husband in it.'
'Oh, I thank you, ma'am; I believe you are sincere, and are acting from
the kindest motives, and perhaps you will think it strange that I should
hesitate a moment about accepting it.'
Just then, the conversation was interrupted by the entrance of Hettie.
Her appearance surprised Mr. and Mrs. Rutherford--the fine glow on her
cheek, the raven blackness of her hair and eyes, the pleasant smile that
immediately lighted up her countenance, the simple curtsey that she
dropped, all so pretty and so natural--they had not expected to meet so
lovely a flower in such a waste; and the widow must not be blamed if she
indulged some little pride as she presented her to their friend. Hettie
was her bright star; hope always rose when she appeared. An increasing
interest was excited in the minds of Mr. and Mrs. Rutherford, and the
subject of her removal again introduced.
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