The Oak Shade, or, Records of a Village Literary Association
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The Oak Shade, or, Records of a Village Literary Association
American literature -- 19th century
I have an old friend who, adding to a mind accustomed to accurate
observation, more than fifty years of experience, frequently remarks
that he has never yet had half a dozen conversations with any person,
without detecting a falsehood.[1] It is well known that in our day it
is scarcely possible to bargain even with a saint, without discovering
him a liar; and I verily believe that had all who ever indulged this
habit been treated like Ananias and his spouse, the world would long
since have been depopulated. Fortunately, none are now so summarily
punished, or there would be a terrible “falling down and giving up
of the ghost.” For this generous forbearance, we may, perhaps, be
indebted to the superiority which we have acquired over these two
rude victims. We have certainly improved somewhat upon their example,
yet it must be owned that our progress in this habit has not been
commensurate with that made in the other improvements of the age. Some
of the fabrications of the Carthaginians and old Assyrians, noted
for their proficiency in this particular, were greatly superior to
any encountered in the present day. We have lost the ancient spirit,
which, it is feared, can only be revived by re-enacting some of the
ancient laws. For instance, in Sparta, it is said, thieves were
punished, not for stealing, but for permitting themselves to be caught;
the law-makers, no doubt, arguing that the fool deserves severer
chastisement than the rogue. Were the same rule adopted now as to
lying, it would soon close the mouths of those arrant bunglers who so
frequently provoke our ridicule and contempt.
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