The Bow of Orange Ribbon - A Romance of New York by Amelia Edith Huddleston Barr
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A man may call me every shameful name; but, unless I can show some
actual loss in money or money's worth, I have no redress. And suppose that I tried it, and that after long sufferance and delays I got my demands, pray, sir, tell me, how can offences which have flogged a man's most sacred feelings be atoned for by something to put in the pocket?" "Society, Neil"-- "Society, father, always convicts and punishes the man who takes an insult _on view_, without waiting for his indictment or trial." "There ought to be a law, Neil"-- "No law will administer itself, sir. The statute-book is a dead letter when it conflicts with public opinion. There is not a week passes but you may see that for yourself, father. If a man is insulted, he must protect his honour; and he will do so until the law is able to protect him better than his own strength." "There is another way--a mair Christian way"-- "The world has not taken it yet; at any rate, I am very sure none of the Semples have." "You are, maybe, o'er sure, Neil. Deacon Van Vorst has said mair than my natural man could thole, many a time, in the sessions and oot o' them; but the dominie aye stood between us wi' his word, and we hae managed so far to keep the peace, though a mair pig-headed, provoking, pugnacious auld Dutchman never sat down on the dominie's left hand." |
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