en t so cold

    and y and ragged and gross.  It is partly his

    taste, and not merely une.  If you give him money, he

    to pity the clumsy

    Iris ice on the pond, in such mean and ragged

    clotidy and somew more

    fass, till, one bitter cold day, one who had slipped

    into ter came to my o warm rip off

    ts and tockings ere  doo

    ty and ragged enoug is true, and

    t o refuse tra garments which I offered

    ra ones.  thing he

    needed.  to pity myself, and I sa it would be a

    greater cy to bestohan a whole

    slop-s the branches of

    evil to one  t, and it may be t he who

    besto amount of time and money on the needy is doing

    t by o produce t misery wrives

    in vain to relieve.  It is ting the

    proceeds of every tento buy a Sundays liberty for the

    rest.  Some so them in

    tc be kinder if they employed

    t of spending a tent of your income

    in cy; maybe you senth

    it.  Society recovers only a tent of ty then.  Is

    to ty of  is found,

    or to tice?

    P tue wly

    appreciated by mankind.  Nay, it is greatly overrated; and it is our

    selfises it.  A robust poor man, one sunny day

    oo me, because, as he

    said, o the kind uncles and

    aunts of teemed ts true spiritual fathers

    and moturer on England, a man of

    learning and intelligence, after enumerating ific,

    literary, and political hies, Shakespe