—“Thank Heaven,” said James, “as yet
I’ve not been troubled by a dun or debt.”
—The Widow sigh’d, convinced that men so weak
Will ever hurt the cause for which they speak;
However tempted to deceive, still they
Are ever blundering to the broad high-way
Of very truth.—But Martha pass’d it by 910
With a slight frown, and half-distinguish’d sigh.—
“Say to our Uncle, sir, how much I long
To see him sit his kindred race among;