Sheppard Lee, Written by Himself. Vol. 1 (of 2) — John Shaqi
Sheppard Lee, Written by Himself. Vol. 1 (of 2)Bird, Robert Montgomery
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Sheppard Lee, Written by Himself. Vol. 1 (of 2)
Bird, Robert Montgomery
American fiction -- 19th century; Satire
And, in truth, I believe it would; for Jim would never have cheated
me, except on a small scale; and if he had done no work himself, it is
very certain he would have made everybody else work; for he was a hard
master when he had anybody under him.
I may here observe, and I will do the old fellow the justice
to confess, that I found him exceedingly useful during all my
difficulties. What labour was bestowed upon the farm, was bestowed
almost altogether by him and his wife Dinah. It is true he did just
what he liked, and without consulting me,--planting and harvesting, and
even selling what he raised, as if he were the master and owner of all
things, and laying out what money he obtained by the sales, just as his
own wisdom prompted; and finding I could do nothing better, I even let
him have his own way; and it was perhaps to my advantage that I did.
But I grew poorer and poorer, notwithstanding: and at that period,
which I shall ever be inclined to consider as the true beginning of my
eventful life, I was reduced almost to the point of despair; for my
necessities had compelled me to mortgage the few miserable acres I had
left, and I saw nothing but utter ruin staring me in the face.
CHAPTER VI.
SHEPPARD LEE EXPERIENCES HIS SHARE OF THE RESPECT THAT IS ACCORDED TO
"HONEST POVERTY."--HIS INGENIOUS AND HIGHLY ORIGINAL DEVICES TO AMEND
HIS FORTUNE.
It may be asked, why I made no efforts to retrieve my fortunes? I
answer to that, that I made many, but was so infatuated that I never
once thought of resorting to the most obvious, rational, and only
means; that is to say, of cultivating with industry my forty acres, as
my father had done before me. This idea, so sluggish was my mind, or so
confused by its distresses, never once occurred to me; or if it did,
it presented so many dreary images, and so long a prospect of dull and
disagreeable labour, that I had not the spirit to pursue it. The little
toil I was forced to endure--for my necessities now compelled me at
times to work with my own hands--appeared to me intolerably irksome;
and I was glad to attempt any thing else that seemed to promise me good
luck, and did not require positive labour.
The first plan of bettering my fortune that I conceived, was to buy
some chances in a lottery, which I thought an easy way of making money;
as indeed it is, when a man can make any. I had my trouble for my
pains, with just as many blanks as I had bought tickets; upon which I
began to see clearly that adventuring in a lottery was nothing short of
gambling, as it really is; and so I quitted it.
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