CHAPTER XVI.
PHILOSOPHY.
Abel Newt believed in his lucky star.

He had managed Uncle Savory--couldn't he manage the world?
"My son," said Mr.Boniface Newt, "you are now about to begin the world." (Begin?
thought Abel.) "You are now coming into my house as a merchant.

In this world we must do the best we can.

It is a great pity that men are not considerate, and all that.

But they are not.