The Life of Benjamin Franklin: With Many Choice Anecdotes and admirable sayings of this great man never before published by any of his biographersWeems, M. L. (Mason Locke)
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The Life of Benjamin Franklin: With Many Choice Anecdotes and admirable sayings of this great man never before published by any of his biographers
Weems, M. L. (Mason Locke)
Franklin, Benjamin, 1706-1790; Statesmen -- United States -- Biography
It is not easy to describe the agitation of Ben's mind on making this
discovery; nor the alternate chill and fever, that discoloured his
cheeks, as he reflected on his own egregious folly in this affair.
"What demon," said he to himself, as he bit his lip, "could have put
it into my head to tell Collins that I had Vernon's money! Didn't I
know that a drunkard has no more reason in him than a hog; and can no
better be satisfied, unless like him he is eternally pulling at his
filthy swill? And have I indeed been all this time throwing away
Vernon's money for brandy to addle the brain of this poor _self-made_
brute? Well then, I am served exactly as I deserve, for thus making
myself a pander to his vices. But now that the money is all gone, and
I without a shilling to replace it, what's to be done? Vernon will, no
doubt, soon learn that I have collected his money; and will of course
be daily expecting to hear from me. But what can I write? To tell him
that I have collected his money, but lent it to a poor, pennyless sot,
will sound like a pretty story, to a man of business! And if I don't
write to him, what will he think of me, and what will become of that
high opinion he had formed of me, on which it appeared he would have
trusted me with thousands? So you see, I have got myself into a pretty
hobble. And worse than all yet, how shall I ever again lift up my
booby face to my affectionate brother John, after having thus basely
stabbed him, through his friend, as also through the honour of our
family! O my dear, dear old father; now I see your wisdom and my own
folly! A thousand times did you tell me I was too young; too
inexperienced yet, to undertake by myself.--But no. It would not all
do. For the life of you, you could not lead or drive such divine
counsel into this conceited noddle of mine. I despised it as the
_weakness of old age_, and much too _slow_ for me. I wanted to save
time, and get three or four years ahead of other young men; and that
tempted me to disobedience. Well, I am justly punished for it! My
bubble is broke. And now I see I shall be thrown back as long as if I
had continued the apprentice of my brother James!!"
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