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The Earl rushed to the mantel-piece, where he saw a flacon of Otto's eau-de-Cologne, and, &c. "Or say it's a cheap furniture-shop, and it may be brought in just as easily, as thus: "'We are poor, Eliza, said Harry Hardhand, looking affectionately at his wife, 'but we have enough, love, have we not, for our humble wants?
I didn't want to take that thirty-five dollars, though I don't know what Mr. Hardhand would have done to us, if I hadn't." "Ellen said I ought to have given you a hundred, and I think so myself." "I am glad you didn't. Too much money makes us fat and lazy." Mr. Bayard laughed at the easy self-possession of the lad at his big talk; though, big as it was, it meant something.
All I want of you is not to insult my mother. You may say what you like to me; but don't you call her hard names." Mr. Hardhand, like all mean, little men, was a coward; and he was effectually intimidated by the bold and manly conduct of the boy. He changed his tone and manner at once. "You have no money for me, marm?" said he, edging towards the door.
Hardhand, that he entirely forgot the adventure of the morning; and he did not even think of the gold he had in his pocket. He loved his mother; he knew how hard she had worked for him and his brother and sisters; that she had burned the "midnight oil" at her clamps; and it made him feel very bad to near her abused as Mr. Hardhand was abusing her.
You have not done your duty to him. You have been remiss, marm!" continued Mr. Hardhand, growing bolder again, as he felt the power he wielded. "That will do, sir; you can go!" said Bobby, springing from his chair, and approaching Mr. Hardhand. "Go, and do your worst!" "Humph! you stump me do you?"
"You owe me sixty more," said he, maliciously, as he returned the note to his pocket book. "It must be paid immediately." "You must not be hard with me now, when I have paid more than you demanded." "I don't wish to come here again. That boy's impudence has put me all out of conceit with you and your family," replied Mr. Hardhand, assuming the most benevolent look he could command.
Now he owed no man any thing, and he felt as though he could hold up his head among the best people in the world. The little black house was paid for, and Bobby was proud that his own exertions had released his mother from her obligation to her hard creditor. Mr. Hardhand could no longer insult and abuse her.
But this was not the peculiar hardship of her situation, as her devoted son understood it. It was not the hard work alone which she was called upon to perform, not the coarseness of the fare upon which they lived, not the danger even of being turned out of doors, that distressed Bobby; it was that a wretch like Mr. Hardhand could insult and trample upon his mother.
"There is that boy, marm, idling away his time by the river, and eating you out of house and home," said the wretch. "Why don't you set him to work, and make him earn something?" "Bobby is a very good boy," meekly responded the widow Bright. "Humph! I should think he was. A great lazy lubber like him, living on his mother!" and Mr. Hardhand looked contemptuously at Bobby.
Hardhand. He was scolding and abusing his mother because she could not pay him the twenty-five dollars. Bobby's blood boiled with indignation, and his first impulse was to serve him as he had served Tom Spicer, only a few moments before; but Bobby, as we have before intimated, was a peaceful boy, and not disposed to quarrel with any person; so he contented himself with muttering a few hard words.
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