"There are many older than you, my child, who come to wrong conclusions for want of thinking."
"Now, Harry Aikin," said Uncle Phil, who (as our readers may be) was getting tired and sleepy, "I don't see the use of so much thinking; thinking is dreadful puzzling work, I tell you! The whole of it is, you must just do your duty thoroughly, and then you'll be contented in this world, and happy in the next; and poverty or riches won't make a straw's difference either way."
"But 'tis a comfort, father," said Susan, "to the poor, to feel that there is nothing low in poverty—to remember that the greatest, wisest, and best Being that ever appeared on earth had no part nor lot in the riches of this world; and that, for our sakes, he became poor."
"To be sure it is, Susy—to be sure it is."
