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Newton Forster

CHAPTER XIV
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Anxious days and sleepless nights await upon speculation.

A man with his capital embarked, who may be a beggar on the ensuing day, cannot lie down upon roses: he is the _slave_ of Mammon.

Who are greater _slaves_ than sailors?
So are soldiers, and all who hold employ under government.

So are politicians: they are _slaves_ to their tongues; for opinions once expressed, and parties once joined, at an age when reason is borne down by enthusiasm, and they are fixed for life against their conscience, and are unable to follow its dictates without blasting their characters.

Courtiers are _slaves_, you must acknowledge." "I beg your pardon," interrupted Kingston, "but I perceive that you make no distinction between those enthralled by their own consent, and _against_ it." "It is a distinction without a difference," replied the planter, "even if it were so, which it is not, but in particular cases.


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