A Grandmother's Recollections by Ella Rodman
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"I suppose not," rejoined the visitor. "But what would you value him at in case any accident happened to him through the carelessness of others? What sum would pay you for it?" "A hundred dollars would cover his value," said the farmer, after some consideration, "but has any thing happened to him, that you ask these questions?" "Yes," replied the lord, "I have unfortunately shot him--and here is two hundred dollars as an equivalent." Lord Spencer won his wager, for the farmer had made at least a hundred dollars, and being extremely fond of money, he could not regret the loss of his colt. "This is a specimen, Amy, of what lords are; so do not go to forming any exalted notions of them, as of a superior race of beings. It was very cruel in Lord Spencer to shoot the poor animal--but it was honorable in him to make up the farmer's loss, for it doubled the amount of wages he gained; yet to sum up the proceeding, it was wrong--for besides killing an inoffensive animal, it did not belong to him." Aunt Henshaw seldom failed to point out the right and wrong in her stories, for she feared that I would be carried away with whatever was most dazzling, and thus form erroneous impressions. It is an excellent maxim that "people should be just before they are generous;" and did all bear this in mind while admiring actions that often dazzle with a false glitter, they would assume a totally different appearance. Every few days there was an inundation of different cousins who lived but a few miles distant; and then there was so much shaking of great |
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