Aaron was on his feet in a moment, wondering how his thoughts could have
wandered away so far from the Baltic as to let a sail from that quarter
cross the wide bay, and almost disappear behind La Roque Point
unperceived by him. But there were many things besides hemp which this
ship might be bringing to Jersey; tallow for the candles, or oil for the
soap which some of the islanders were enabled to manufacture for a far
larger market than their own; or corn for home consumption, while they
sent their own to England. This may seem to some an ingenious project,
designed to benefit the shipping interest. To permit ships from Russia
to sail by the coasts of England, and land their corn in Jersey and
Guernsey, from whence an equal supply has at last to be brought to
England, seems like a benevolent scheme to give employment to some who
would otherwise be paupers. It looks like an approach towards the
fulfilment of the aspirations of the ship-owner, that every
merchant-vessel should be permitted to sail three times round the island
of Great Britain before landing its cargo. But, for whomsoever the plan
was first devised,—whether for the ship or land owners of Britain,—its
effect is to enrich the inhabitants of Jersey and Guernsey at the
expense of the bread-eaters of England. These islands are exempt from
the bread-tax, as from all the bad taxes of Great Britain, except
tithes. Their inhabitants, being allowed to buy wheat, without
restriction, wherever they please, can purchase it at 45_s._ per
quarter, while that which their fields produce is bought by the English
labourer at some price between 60_s._ and 70_s._ The benefit which
accrues to the Jerseyman is the difference between the price he pays,
and that which he receives when the amount of duty is deducted;—a
benefit marked enough to induce him to call for supplies from a distant
shore, and to retain the merchants of his own port in his service. No
wonder that any foreign vessel which passed within sight of the heights
above Gorey might be supposed to be bringing corn to the port of St.
Heliers. No wonder that Aaron was bewildered in a manner which would
have stamped him a half-idiot in England, when a perfectly new incident
presently occurred.
As soon as the sea became dusky in the twilight, the two friends turned
their backs upon it, in order to pursue their way to the dwelling of
Aaron’s father,—a small farmhouse in the valley on the other side the
first ridge of hills which stretched north and south. They had not
proceeded far over the down when they were accosted by a person whose
appearance excited their wonder, while his business surprised them yet
more. Scarcely half-dressed, and unattended, though he was blind, he was
a mystery to Aaron.
“What sort of charity do you wish me to show you?” he asked, in answer
to the beggar’s petition.
“What you please, sir,” replied the beggar: “but I have not had a morsel
to-day, and I have no place to lay my head in to-night.”
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