Illustrations of political economy, Volume 3 (of 9)Martineau, Harriet
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Illustrations of political economy, Volume 3 (of 9)
Martineau, Harriet
Didactic fiction, English; Political fiction, English; Social problems -- Fiction
“That would be telling no lie,” replied Jane, her face making the
confession which she kept her tongue from uttering.
“Well; and whose fault is it, my dear, that lies are told about the
matter? If the laws put such difficulty in the way of getting relief, we
are driven to tell fibs; for relief we must have.”
Mrs. Marshall, who had overheard some of the conversation, and now came
to Jane’s assistance, observed that the fault seemed to her to be in the
laws giving relief at all. Mischiefs out of number came of it, and no
good that she saw. The more relief the law gave, the more it might give,
to judge by the swarms of paupers; and all this made it the more
difficult for honest and independent folks to get their bread. She
thought her own experience, and Mrs. Bell’s together, might be enough to
show how bad the system was.
“Mine, I grant you,” cried Mrs. Bell; “but what have you had to do with
it? You, that pride yourself on never having touched a penny of parish
money.”
“Thanks, under God, to my husband, cousin Bell, we have been beholden to
nobody but ourselves for our living. We have never had to bear the
scornful glance from the rate-payers, nor the caprice of the overseer,
nor any of the uncertainty of depending on what might fail us, nor the
shame of calling our children paupers.—I say these things freely, cousin
Bell, because I know you have been too long used to them to mind
them.—We have never crossed the threshold of the workhouse on our own
account; nor ever been driven to expose our want when it was the
greatest; or tempted to fib by word or act to get more than our share of
other people’s money. Yet, the worst things we have suffered have risen
out of these poor-laws; and the worst thing about them is, that those
suffer by them who desire to have nothing to do with them. They prevent
people going where their labour is wanted, and would be well paid, and
keep them in a place where there are far more hands than there is work
for. Honest, hard-working men, like my husband, have always felt the
hardship of either being obliged to stay where wages were low from the
number of labourers, or to give up their settlements for the chance of
work in some other place.”
“He had better have run off by himself, and left his settlement to you
and the children,” observed Mrs. Bell.
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