 | C. P. Bronson - Elocution - 1845 - 396 pages
...and ceases to labor t takes away something from the public stock. The confinement, therefore, oLany man in the sloth and darkness of a prison, is a loss...are pining in those cells of misery, a very small pan is suspecicd of any fraudulent act, by which they retain, what belongs to others. The rest are... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - Elocution - 1845 - 390 pages
...public stock. The conjljiement , therefore, of any man in the sloth and darkness of a prison, is a 1053 to the nation, and no gain to the creditor. For, of...pining in those cells of misery, a very small part id suspected of any fraudulent act, by which they retain, what belongs to others. The rest are imprisoned... | |
 | C. P. Bronson - Elocution - 1845 - 398 pages
...man in thf> sloth and dtirknrss ol a prison, is a loss to the nufio/i, and no gain to the cre-iitor. For, of the multitudes, who are pining in those cells of misery, a very Bmall part ia suspected of any fraudulent act, by which they retain, what belongs to others. Tha r<;.«f... | |
 | Aphorisms and apothegms - 1856 - 372 pages
...confinement, therefore, of any man in the sloth and darkness of a prison, is a loss to the nation, and uo gain to the creditor. For of the multitudes who are...suspected of any fraudulent act by which they retain what belong to others. The rest are imprisoned by the wantonness of pride, the malignity of revenge, or... | |
 | John Timbs - Aphorisms and apothegms - 1856 - 374 pages
...confinement, therefore, of any man in the sloth and darkness of a prison, is a loss to the nation, and 110 gain to the creditor. For of the multitudes who are...suspected of any fraudulent act by which they retain what belong to others. The rest are imprisoned by the wantonness of pride, the malignity of revenge, or... | |
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... to labour, takes away something from the public stock. The confinement, therefore, of any man in the sloth and darkness of a prison, is a loss to the nation, and no gain to the creditor. For of the multitudes who are pining in those cells of misery,... 
