me a prey to the oppressive insolence of proud prosperity.--It is that
only which can inflict a wound on the ingenuous mind.--These are the
stings of poverty! Misfortunes never create respect: dependence of
course meets with many slights--On such occasions, some show their
_malice_, and are witty on our _misfortunes_; others their judgment,
by sage reflections on our conduct; but few their charity.--They
alone have a right to censure, who have hearts to assist: the rest is
cruelty, not justice[28].
I found that my father's collection of curiosities, for which he
had expended all his fortune, did no more than pay his debts. On this
occasion all my acquaintances forsook me. A rich aunt was the only
person who recollected such a being existed (my lover excepted).
She afforded me help, but more as if she had been giving _alms_ to
a _stranger_, than _relief_ to a relation. How few are acquainted
with the art of conferring favors in that happy manner that doubles
the value of the obligation! If in doing good, people consulted the
circumstances and inclinations of those they oblige--if, instead of
shocking their self-love, (inherent in us all) they knew how to take
advantage of it, with as much address as the flatterer employs to
gain his ends, the empire of morality would long ago have extended
its bounds, and the numbers of its adherents would have greatly
increased.--This is the more easily done, as the _distressed_ think
any mark of attention shown them by the _wealthy_, _a real favor_--But
_neglect_ in general is the _portion_ of the _necessitous_--and
_outrage alone_ employed to recover _the guilty_.
Lord Ogilby could not help here, with some warmth, asking where Sir
Harry Bingley was all this time. Miss Harris bowed, and resumed her
story. "Alas!" said she, "the Marquis of M---- his uncle, on whom he
had considerable expectations, insisted on his marrying Lady Ann
Frivolité--and though he absolutely declined this overture, he thought
in prudence, he ought to defer for some time entering into another
engagement until he could bring his uncle to hearken to it."
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