Business: Beetle, Ax & Wedge

"Oh! the agony of the hot tears that blister his fevered cheeks as he nightly kisses the parched lips and looks upon the famine-pinched faces of his children, as they go supperless to their bed of straw! Who can tell the anguish of his heart when the wife of his bosom bends over him with her pale, earnest face, and, as she wipes the fever-drops from his brow, with the sublime energy of woman's endurance, whispers resignation, hope! . . . How different would be the condition of such a person, if, in the...