their pockets, for that reason to think she may be rude to poor
folks; but though servants are poor, still surely they are richer
than she is; I should like to ask her how much she has got? and
which way she came by it? A child I am sure is no richer than a
beggar, for they have not a farthing that is not given them
through mere bounty; whereas a servant who works for his living,
has a right and just claim to his wages, and may truly call them
his own; but a child has not one farthing that is not its parents.
So here's my service to you, Miss,' said he, (again lifting the
ale-mug to his mouth) 'and wishing her a speedy reformation of
manners, I drink to her very good health.'

John drank to the bottom of the mug, and then shaking the last
drop into the ashes under the grate, he told the following story,
as he sat swinging the mug by its handle across his two
forefingers, which he had joined for that purpose.

'When my father was a young man he lived at one Mr. Speedgo's, as
upper footman: they were vastly rich. Mr. Speedgo was a
merchant, and by good luck he gathered gold as fast as his
neighbours would pick up stones (as a body may say). So they kept
two or three carriages, there was a coach, and a chariot, and a
phaeton, and I can't tell what besides, and a power of servants
you may well suppose to attend them all; and very well they lived,
with plenty of victuals and drink. But though they wanted for
nothing still they never much loved either their master or
mistress, they used to give their orders in so haughty and
imperious a manner; and if asked a civil question, answer so
shortly, as if they thought their servants not worthy of their
notice: so that, in short, no one loved them, nor their children