Houma Ceres. [volume] (Houma, Parish of Terrebonne, La.) 1855-18??, 1855-10-11

Hear, heart said iii. Collect. You're
clever f!!ow, Peter. Go Oh my dear
boy, 90 on !
What result from charitable aid T con-
tinued be. .Ihe value OF labor is kept
at an unnatural level, State charity is state
robbery. private charity is bubble wrong.
"Y'hal's it, peterl' said Dir. Co.le'.
'sWha, do you think OF cur philosophy,
John
/ 81 don't like it don't believe it J said
John. "You were quite right to give the
man shilling, I'd have gave him shilling
myself
.Oh, YOU wosld-would your said Mr..
Co!et. Iou are very generous with your
shillings Would you Fly in the face OF
al! orthodox political economy, you VAN
dai z
.Yes,' said John. "as the vandals flew
/ in the face of Rome, and destroyed what
had become a falsehood aud nuisance.
"Poor john said Mr.. CoIlet. ''N e
shall never make anything of him, Peter.
Really, we'd bettertaIIs of something else.
J ohm. tel! us all about the last new novel;
They conversed on various topics until
the arrival of the invaild's early Leatime
parted uncle and nephews for the night.
Mary Sutton seized an opportunity the
next morning, after breakfast. to speak
with John Mean alone.
"John,' said she. ''do think more of your
own interest-oi our interest, What &C.
,.;.,, mn. tbor, 4,,r ,-o,, IN no co yioln MT
last night. and contradict Mr.. Collet so
shockingly? / saw Peter Finch laughing
Ito himself. John you must be more care
fll or we shall never be married.
"Well, Mary. dear, Iii do my best, said
i John. cit was tina: confounded Peter, with
his chain of iron maxims, that made me
! fly oft. Pm not an iceberg, Mary
"I'hanls heaven you're not! said Mary
shut an iceberg hoats-think oftha', John.
emember-every time you offend Mr..
i Colle., You please Mr. Finch
! $50 | do = said John. 'Yes I'll remem.
Der that
.Ifyou would only try TO be little
mean and hard-hearted, said Mary, 'just
a little to begin with. You would only
stoop to conquer, John,-and you deserve
to conquer
i SHAY / gain my deserts, them said
John. 'sAre you not to benny loving wife,
j Mary? And are you not to sit at needle
work in my studio, whilst paint my great
his torical picture! How can this come TO
pass if Mr.. Collet will 90 nothing fur us 7
..Ah hew indeed? 2 said Mary. 'Bu'
here's our friend Peter Finch. coming
Through the gate from his walk. leave
you together Aud so saying, she with
! drew. ssWhat Meadp said Peter Finch
! as he entered. 'sSuiking indoors of a
: fine morning like ths!' I've been all ihro
the village. Not an ugly place-bu'
fully muddy Pgs allowed to walk so on ;he
toot-path 7
s.Dreadfiilp exclaimed John. 81 sa,
I-you came out pretty strong last night
] said Peter. ''Quiie defed the old man
, But like pour spirit.
5 Il have no doubt you d. thought John.
"Oh when | was youth. | was little
that way myself said Peter. "But the
world--the world, my dear sir-soon cure.
us OF all romantic notions. regret, d
course, TO see poor people miserable, bn
n what's the use of regresting! It's no par'
r of the business of the superior classes te
!, interfere with the laws of supply and de.
mand, poor people must be miserable.
J, What can't be cured must be endured
!, "'fhat is to say" returned John, 'swha,
we can't cure, they must endure 2
] EXACTLY so.' said Peter.
j Mr.. Collet this day was too i'll TO leave
his bed. About noon he requested to see
his nephews in his bedroom. They found
him propped up by pillows, looking very
weak, but in good spirits, as usual.
"Well, boys, said he, ''here | am. you
see, brought to anchor at last ! The dc.
tor will be here soon. | suppose TO shake
his head and write recipes. Humbug, me
boys! Patients can do as much for them.
selves,I believe, as doctors can do fcl
them, they'll all in the dark toge,her-the
only difference is that the patients srope in
English, and the doctors grope in Latin!'
j s'You are too skeptical. SIR said John
/ Meade sspnnhE said NJ (yoIlot ct =.