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THE FARMER AND SOLDIER.
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in his sermon last Sunday, that the end of life was the test of its goodness. Now Alexander, that you call the Great, got intoxicated, and died like a madman, and Napoleon was imprisoned on a desolate island, like a chained wild-beast, for all the world to gaze and wonder at. It was as necessary that he should be confined, as that a ferocious monster should be put in a cage."
"John, your ideas are very limited. You are not capable of admiring heroes. You are just fit to be a farmer. I dare say that to break a pair of steers is your highest ambition, and to spend your days in ploughing and reaping, would be glory enough for you."
The voice of their father was now