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The Black Baronet; or, The Chronicles Of Ballytrain

CHAPTER XVII
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Poor darlins! Yes, darlins, your father is now goin' to fight your battle--to put himself, for your sakes, against the laws of man, but not against the laws of nature that God has put into my heart for my dying childre.

Either the one funeral will carry three corpses to the grave, or I will bring yez relief.

It's comin' near, and I'll stand undher this tree." In accordance with this resolution, he planted himself under a large clump of trees where, like the famished tiger, he awaited the arrival of the carriage.

And, indeed, it is obvious that despair, and hunger, and sorrow, had brought him down to the first elements of mere animal life; and finding not by any process of reasoning or inference, but by the agonizing pressure of stern reality, that the institutions of social civilization were closed against him and his, he acted precisely as a man would act in a natural and savage state, and who had never been admitted to a participation in the common rights of humanity--we mean, the right to live honestly, when willing and able to contribute his share of labor and industry to the common stock.
Let not our readers mistake us.

We are not defending the crime of robbery, neither would we rashly palliate it, although there are instances of it which deserve not only palliation, but pardon.


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