Illustrations of political economy, Volume 6 (of 9)Martineau, Harriet
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Illustrations of political economy, Volume 6 (of 9)
Martineau, Harriet
Didactic fiction, English; Political fiction, English; Social problems -- Fiction
"And then," interrupted Lucy, "some Lapland children may read about
Rosamond's gallop down the Black Lane; and some little people in China
may be pleased at finding that she was fond of gold and silver fish.
Well, this does not seem very surprising when one thinks how many people
in America and in the East Indies know all about Rosamond already."
"I should like to be now sending my silks as far as our good books will
travel in time," observed Mr. Culver.
"And so you will, I suppose, papa, if so many people will wear silks as
you seemed to think just now."
"Your brothers may, after me; or their sons and grandsons, after them,"
replied Mr. Culver; "but it takes a long time for people to learn to
exchange freely and fairly against each other, when they have been
taught to be mutually jealous, and to fancy that if one party gains by
the exchange, the other must be a loser."
"But many more do buy silk than some time ago, papa."
"Yes, indeed," observed nurse; "when maid-servants begin, it is a pretty
good sign that silk is growing common."
"Then you will grow rich, papa. I should like you to grow rich."
Her father told her that a beginning was made by his having ceased to
grow poor. When smuggling should have ceased, and there should have been
time for the English manufacture to improve as the French had done, he
hoped he might be more in the way of growing rich than he had ever yet
been. Meanwhile, the more people wore silks, be they servant-maids or
the dames of New Zealand, the better for him; and for them, if they felt
more complacent in silk attire than in the woollen petticoats and
mantles of matting which their respective ancestors wore.
"The Bremes dance beautifully in their blue Gros-de-Naples frocks," Lucy
observed.
"Better than you in your white, my dear? Well, if all the world is to
wear more silk, it is time you and your sisters were beginning,--I
suppose you think. Hey, Lucy?"
Nurse was in possession of the young ladies ideas on this subject, and
took the present opportunity of putting her master in possession of them
likewise, together with her own.
"Well, nurse, I have no wish that my children should go on being envious
of the Bremes a moment longer than is necessary. So, silk frocks they
shall have. I shall send you in half a piece from the warehouse, which
will do very well. If you find a few blemishes in the warp, you can cut
them out in the making, I dare say; and, but for them, the fabric is
perfectly good."
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