To haud the wretch in order,’
but I prefer his other sentiment,
‘Just where ye feel your honor grip,
Let that aye be your border.
Its slightest touches instant pause,
Debar a’ side pretenses,
And resolutely keep its laws,
Uncaring consequences.’”
Said he, as he arose to go, “I hope I have not tired you. I have talked enough, so I will practice a little by seeing my poor families, for wishing the poor to be fed without giving them bread, would not be satisfactory to them now, nor to me hereafter.”
Such was Mr. Jasper. I liked him for his honesty and sincerity. I doubt if he ever uttered a word but what he believed, and what he said he felt, as if it was a part of himself.