Boston (Mass.) -- Fiction; Women philanthropists -- Fiction
“Of what value are the sacrifices of those who at bitter cost bought us
our freedom and privilege, if we are so lost to all sense of honor as to
tacitly say, ‘everything has been done for us, to be sure, but we can’t
be expected to go out of our way to see that it is passed along to those
who are less favored’?”
Mr. Mather made a gesture of dissent and looked up as if to speak; but
Mildred did not notice him. She was gazing with fixed eyes into the
shadows, and seemed to have forgotten her little audience and to be
addressing herself to an unnumbered throng of unseen listeners. Her
bosom heaved and her breath came and went quickly as she went on with
her relentless sarcasm.
“Yes, our business as immortal sons of God is first of all to look out
for our precious selves. Let us all see to it that no annoying social or
economic questions shall disturb our minds. Let us not be distracted
from our culture and amusements by being forced to waste time in
settling the prosaic bread and butter problems of the ‘lower classes.’
Let us wash our hands of all responsibility. Why should we hold
ourselves debtors either to the Greeks or to the barbarians?
“Oh, we are not hard-hearted. We would live and let live. But we can
count it no part of our business to soil our fingers by lending a hand
to the poor wretch whose blind guide has led him into the miry ditch.
“Let him who ‘despises his birthright’ just think for an instant what
citizenship on the continent of Europe means. You talk about finding
‘more fun’ in Paris and Vienna than here, yes, to be sure; for there you
have nothing to do but to skim the cream of everything and dream away
your youth surrounded by all that the thought of the ages and modern
science can devise to stimulate your already fastidious palate. But
suppose you were a _citizen_ of Germany or Austria or Russia, and must
spend from three to six of the best years of your life in active service
in the army; suppose you were taxed to the extent of over thirty per
cent. of your earnings like the people of Italy; suppose you knew that
your country was growing poorer and taxation was on the frightful
increase as is the case in continental countries; suppose you were taxed
to support a church in which you did not believe, and a government which
granted you no representation; suppose privilege and prejudice hung like
a millstone round every effort for your social advancement!
“Why,” continued Mildred after a moment’s pause, “just imagine for an
instant all that is involved in the difference in comfort and mode of
life from the simple statement that during the ten years from 1870 to
1880, when the United States decreased its aggregate taxation nine per
cent., Germany increased hers over fifty per cent. Imagine, if you can,
what it means to the lives of millions of human beings when I say that
during a period when the wealth of Europe decreased per caput three per
cent. that of our country increased nearly forty per cent.
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