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THE VICAR OF WAKEFIELD

" Why, Mr Jenkinson," replied I, " thank Heaven, my children are pretty tolerable in morals; and if they be good, it matters little for the rest."
" I fancy, Sir," returned my fellow-prisoner, " that it must give you great comfort to have all this little family about you."
" A comfort, Mr Jenkinson! " replied I; " yes, it is indeed a comfort, and I would not be without them for all the world; for they can make a dungeon seem a palace. There is but one way in this life of wounding my happiness, and that is by injuring them."
" I am afraid then, Sir," cried he, " that I am in some measure culpable; for I think I see here (looking at my son Moses) one that I have injured, and by whom I wish to be forgiven."
My son immediately recollected his voice and features, though he had before seen him in disguise, and taking him by the hand, with a smile, forgave him. " Yet," continued he, " I can't help wondering at what you could see in my face, to think me a proper mark for deception."
" My dear Sir," returned the other, " it was not your face, but your white stockings, and the black ribbon in your hair, that allured me. But, no disparagement to your parts, I have deceived wiser men than you in my time; and yet, with all my tricks, the blockheads have been too many for me at last."
" I suppose," cried my son, " that the narrative of such a life as yours must be extremely instructive and amusing."
" Not much of either," returned Mr jenkinson. " Those relations which describe the tricks and vices only of mankind, by increasing our suspicion in life, retard our success. The traveller that distrusts every

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