The Southern Literary Messenger, Vol. II., No. 12, November, 1836Various
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The Southern Literary Messenger, Vol. II., No. 12, November, 1836
Various
American literature -- 19th century -- Periodicals
“‘O, no,’ replied Roberts, with a laugh, ‘we have learned rather too
much for that. But I have been talking with him; he will open a bank
to-night, and he agrees that you and I shall be equally interested. It
shall be my business to get him betters; and as there are several here
whose pocket-books are well filled, I think we shall make a handsome
adventure of it. For the sake of appearances, you know, we too must
bet against him, and he will permit us to win largely, for the purpose
of enticing others. Is it not capitally contrived?’
“‘But may not this Wallis betray us hereafter?’
“‘Not the slightest danger of it; he is as close as wax. I know him of
old; and besides, he is under obligations to me that he cannot violate
if he would.’
“‘Roberts,’ said I, ‘do you feel no remorse? Does not conscience
upbraid you with the meanness, the guilt of your course? Have you no
misgivings, when you behold the agony of those you defraud?’
“‘Have _you_ such feelings?’ said Roberts.
“‘I have!’ replied I. ‘They torture me by night and by day. The hell
that burned within me when, like a madman, I scattered my wealth to
the winds, was ease, was happiness, to what I now endure, and if
the hour of detection should ever come,—but that——I could not and I
would not survive!’ I clasped my hands together, and shook with fear
at the very thought.
“Roberts gazed at me some little time in silence, and his countenance
assumed a bitter sneer. At length he broke forth.
“‘Conscience! Remorse! ha! ha! Because I have lived too long to be a
dupe? Most men, in the greenness of youth, are fools, and ripen, with
age and experience, into knaves. There are some, however, who are
early wise, and they, if circumstances permit, become great and
distinguished; and some, who are always silly, and these are reckoned
virtuous, and become the footballs of the others. For my part _I_ was
not made to be kicked. I have found out that I must be the wolf or the
lamb; I prefer to be the beast of power. There is not one of those men
that you see there, who would not, if they could, strip us to the last
farthing. I play their own game, and place them where they would place
me. And for this, forsooth, I must feel remorse! I find the whole
system of society based upon a cheat; every one endeavors to overreach
his neighbor, and the most successful is the most respected. Shall I
not strive among the rest? You have been defrauded of a princely
fortune and reduced to absolute want. I have let you into the secret
of your misfortunes, and taught you how to retaliate your wrongs on
others, and you prate to me of conscience and remorse. Well then, if
conscience be to you this dreadful torment, in the name of common
sense obey its dictates. Be wholly one thing or another. Go to those
with whom you have played of late, and hand them back their money.
Tell them they were cheated; that you see through the evil of your
ways, and come to make restitution; once more throw yourself back on
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