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The Jew was very bitter against ‘that rascally thief, Tom Hughes.’
‘It does not become thee to be so very severe,’ said Friend Hopper; ‘for thy ancestors were slaves in Egypt, and went off with the gold and silver jewels they borrowed of their masters.’
One day he met several of the Society of Friends, whom he had not seen for some time.
Among them was an Orthodox Friend, who was rather stiff in his manners.
The others shook hands with Isaac; but when he approached ‘the Orthodox,’ he merely held out his finger.
‘Why dost thou offer me thy finger?’
said he.
‘I don't allow people of certain principles to get very deep hold of me,’ was the cold reply.
‘Thou needest have no uneasiness on that score,’ rejoined Friend Hopper; “for there never was anything deep in thee to get hold of.”
The sense of justice, so conspicuous in boyhood, always remained a distinguishing trait in his character.
Once, after riding half a mile, he perceived that he had got into the wrong omnibus.
When he jumped out, the driver called for pay; but he answered, ‘I don't owe thee anything.
I've been carried the wrong way.’
This troubled him afterward, when he considered that he had used the carriage and horses, and that the mistake was his own fault.
He kept on the look-out for the driver, but did not
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