“They have lived too fast. Poverty, my dear Susan, is an evil, nay, a curse, or not, just as people choose to make it. Be prudent, live within your means, and small though they may be, there will always be enough for happiness.”
Susan, whose feelings were deeply interested in this question, said,
“But, aunt, do you think it is Lucy’s fault that her husband is cross and poor?”
“Not entirely, my dear. A man should govern himself, and his own destiny. But still, I think a prudent, firm wife, a fine balance-wheel. Lucy did not use her influence rightly. She never seemed to know the power she had in her hands. She rather encouraged her husband’s extravagance; and it has been debt that has been the ruin of their happiness. Had they begun differently, it would have ended differently. God only knows, now, poor things, where they will wind up.”
The error was, they started wrong.
I’VE BEEN UPON THE BRINY DEEP.
A NEW SONG
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