CASE. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 Alpha... 150 12 120 25 8 2 10 8.33 12.5 Beta.... 150 13 130 15.38 8.66 1.34 10 7.7 11.53 Gamma... 150 10 100 50 6.6 3.4 10 10 15 Delta... 140 12 120 16.66 8.6 1.4 10 7.14* 11.6 Epsilon. 140 11 110 27.2 7.85 2.15 10 9.09 12.7 Zeta.... 130 12 120 8.3 9.23 0.77 10 8.33 10.8 Eta..... 130 10 100 30 7.7 2.3 10 10 13 Theta... 120 11 110 9 9.17 0.83 10 9.09 10.9 Iota.... 120 10 100 20 8.33 1.67 10 10 12 Kappa... 110 10 100 10 9.09 0.91 10 10 11 Lambda.. 110 9 90 22.2 8.18 1.82 10 11.1 12.2 My...... 100 9 90 11.1 9 1 10 11.1 11.1 Ny...... 100 8 80 25 8 2 10 12.5 12.5 Xi...... 90 8 80 12.5 8.88 1.12 10 12.5 11.25 1.--Quarters of Corn produced by Ten Men. 2.--Yearly Corn Wages to each Laborer. 3.--Yearly Corn Wages of the whole Ten Men. 4.--Rate of Profits under the foregoing Circumstances. 5.--Quantity of Labor required to produce the Wages of Ten Men. 6.--Quantity of Profits on the Advance of Labor. 7.--Invariable Value of the Wages of a given Number of Men. 8.--Value of 100 Quarters of Corn under the varying Circumstances supposed. 9.--Value of the Product of the Labor of Ten Men under the Circumstances supposed. [Footnote: *This is an oversight on the part of Mr. Malthus, and not an error of the press; for 7.14 would be the value of the 100 quarters on the supposition that the entire product of the ten men (namely, 140 quarters) went to wages; but the wages in this case (Delta) being 120 quarters, the true value on the principle of this table is manifestly 8.33.] SECTION I. _Phæd_. Now, X., you know that I abhor arithmetical calculations; besides which, I have no faith in any propositions of a political economist which he cannot make out readily without all this elaborate machinery of tables and figures. Under these circumstances, I put it to you, as a man of feeling, whether you ought to inflict upon me this alarming pile of computations; which, by your gloomy countenance, I see that you are meditating. _X_. Stop, recollect yourself: not I it is, remember, that impose this elaborate "table" upon you, but Mr. Malthus. The yoke is his. I am the man sent by Providence to lighten this yoke. Surrender yourself, therefore, to my guidance, Phædrus, and I will lead you over the hill by so easy a road that you shall never know you have been climbing. You see that there are nine columns; _that_, I suppose, does not pass your skill in arithmetic. Now, then, to simplify the matter, begin by dismissing from your attention every column but the first and the last; fancy all the rest obliterated. _Phæd_. Most willingly; it is a heavenly fancy. _X_. Next look into the first column, and tell me what you see there.