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
Peter now heard a great noise in the street, and hurrying to the place
from whence it proceeded, he witnessed a grand display of pugilistic
skill. What had given origin to the quarrel he was unable to ascertain,
yet so bitter was the rage of the antagonists, who numbered some dozen
or more, that it had already lasted a considerable time, nor did it
seem to be in the least abating. There were but two spectators to the
scene, one of whom appeared to be much frightened and concerned, and
was using every persuasion to pacify the heated combatants. The other
looked calmly on, perfectly composed at what he saw, until unable to
contain himself any longer, he approached his friend and very mildly
addressed him: “Sir, I crave your pardon for having been amused at
your generous but mistaken efforts to quell this foolish quarrel. You
must know that there are those in this strange world of ours who have
totally blunted every feeling of refinement, and utterly destroyed
whatever moral sensibility they may once have possessed. Upon such your
honest appeals are always in vain. That they should not be entirely
placed beneath mortality, however, God has kindly endowed them with a
physical sensibility, through which you may often successfully reach
their depraved minds and obdurate hearts. You have appealed to the
moral feelings of these rioters to no purpose; and now, to demonstrate
what I have said, let me ascertain what impression can be made upon
their physical sensibilities.” Thus saying, he threw off a portion of
his cumbersome apparel, and giving notice that he had watched their
proceedings for upwards of an hour, he declared that the battle must
now be ended. This proving ineffectual, he entered into their midst,
and making several (to use a technical phrase,) “feel the unpleasant
weight of his fists,” he soon dispersed the boisterous crowd. An odd
mode, thought Peter, of making peace, yet in this instance a very
effectual one.
Immediately after quiet had been restored, the street suddenly became
very populous, and Peter’s attention was arrested by the occupant of
a splendid conveyance, who was industriously engaged in answering the
polite recognitions that greeted him from every side. That this was a
personage of no little distinction seemed so evident that Peter asked
of the first passer-by what place of trust or honor he filled to such
general satisfaction. The inquiry simply elicited the information that
he was a private gentleman, who had succeeded in amassing great wealth
by taking usury from the poor, and selling worthless stocks to all whom
he could deceive into a purchase. He was but one of many illustrations
of what Juvenal has written,
“That sins alike unlike rewards have found,
And whilst this villain’s hang’d, the other’s crowned.”
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