The Parliament in London treats us Virginians like so many puling bairns.
We cannot sell our tobacco except to English merchants, and we cannot buy a horn spoon except it comes in an English ship.

What's the result of that?
You, as a merchant, can tell me fine.

The English fix what price they like for our goods, and it's the lowest conceivable, and they make their own price for what they sell us, and that's as high as a Jew's.

There's a fine profit there for the gentlemen-venturers of Bristol, but it's starvation and damnation for us poor Virginians." "What's the result ?" he cried again.

"Why, that there's nothing to be had in the land except what the merchants bring.