Port Tobacco times, and Charles County advertiser. (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1845-1898, 1855-08-02

is worthy young man. he IL industrious
IN the extreme, and attends 10 other peoples
business only when he's paid for it. He
despises sentiment, and always looks to the
main chance. But John Meade, my des,
Mary, may spoil canvas for ever, and not
grow rich. He's oil for art, and truth, and
social reform, and spiritual elevation, and
the Lord knows what. Peter Finch will
ride in his carriage, and splash poor John
Meade as he Hudes on fooi!'
The hsrsngue was here interrupted by q
ring at the gate, and Nj. Peter Finch wa.
announced. He had scarcely ,sken his sea-
when another pull .. the bell was heard, end
Mr.. John Meade was announced.
Mr.. Colleu eyed his two nephews with q
queer sor, Of smile, willis, they made
speeches expressive OF sorrow o. the nature
Of their visit. At last, stopping them.
Enough, boys, enoughr SAID he, Let
U. find some better subjec, to discuss than
the state Of an old mems health. went to
know q li,,ie more abou, you both. hsv'n,
seen much Of you up to the present time,
and, for anything know, you may be rogue'
or FOOLS
John Meade seemed rather TO vince under
this address but Peter Finch sal calm and
confident.
'To put case, now,' said Mr.. COLLECT
'this morning a poor wretch Of gardener
came begging here. He could ge, no work,
it seems, and said he wss starving. Well,
knew something about The fellow, and be-
lIeve he only told the truth !; so gave him
a shilling, TO get rid Of him. Now, Pm a.
frsid did wrong. Wha, reason had for
giving him shilling? Wha. claim had he
on me? p
what claim has he on anybody? The
value Of his labor in the marke, is all ,ha,
working msn has righ, TO; and when
his labor is Of no value, why, then he must
60 TO The Devil, or wherever else he can,
Eh, Peler' That's my philosopby-how
do you think ?
q quite agree with you, SIR sold Mr.
Finch; perfectly agree with YOU. The
value OF their labor in the MARKETS all that
lsborers can pretend to-alI the, they should
have. Nothing acts more perniciously than
the absurd ex'raneous support called shari-
ty.'
Hear, hear = said Mr.. Collect. "You're
boy, 90 on y
'Whs. results from charitable sid?' con-
linued Peter. 'The value Of labor is KEEP,
q. en- unnatural level. State charity is state
robbery !; private charity is public wrong'
That's it, Pe,err said Mr.. Colle.,.-
'Wha. do you think of our philosophy,
John?'
Il dom. like it; don't believe i,!' said
John. You were right TO give the man Q
shilling I'D have given him shilling my
self'
'Oh, you wonld-would you p said Mr.,
ColIeu. You're very generous with your
shillings. Would you fly in the face of ell
orthodox political economy, you Vandal =
in the face Of Rome, and destroyed whs,
had become (alsehood and nuisance
Poor John = said M. Collect, 'We shall
never make anything Of him, Peer. Really,
we'd belier talk Of something else, John,
tell US all about the las. new novel;
They conversed on various topics, until
The arrival Of the invsIid's early bed time
parted uncle and nephews for the night.
Mary Sutton seized On opportunity The
mex. morning, sfer breakfast, to speak with
John Meade alone.
'John,' said she, do think more of your
own in,eres.-of oUr interest. Whist &C.
casion for you 10 be so violent, lset night,
and con,radic, Mr.. Colleu so shockingly :
saw Peter Finch laughing to himself
John, you must be more careful, OF we
ehall never be married.
'WelI, Mary dear, III do my bes,,' said
= ~ Id 81
his chain Of iron msxims, 'ha. made me fly
out. I'm not an iceberg, Mary
thank heaven, you're no.n said Mary;
'but an iceberg floats think Of that, John.
Remember, every time you offend Mr.. COL
lett you please Mr.. Finch
so do !" said John. 'Yes; PIl remem.
Der thst.'
'If you would only try to be liule mean
and hard besr,ed.' said Mary jus, q lille
to begin with. You would only s,oop to
conquer, John, and you deserve 10 con-
quer.'
'Msy gain my deserts, then = said John.
'Are you no. to be my loving wife, Mary :
And are you not to 81. st needle ork in nv
studio, Wills, ] paint my great historical
picture How can this come to pass il Mr..
Collem would do nothing for us?'
'Ah, how indeed p said Mary. 'Bu.
here's our friend, Peter Finch, coming thro'
the gs,e from his walk. IIcave you ,oge,h-
err And, so saying, hs Withdrew.
'Whst, Meade !! said Pe.er Finch. ss he
entered. 'Shulking indoors on . 6ns morn
ing like this I've been oil through the vii.
lsge. Not an Ugly plaes-but wants look