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She 'd say , ` Yes , I know my yarn is full of gouts and twits , but when it 's doubled most likely a gout will come aginst a twit and make it even . ' '' And I eppisoded to myself and to Josiah , `` That is a good deal like life . The good of this world seems onequally divided some times , but the rich has troubles and the poor have compensations . The poor man has to git up early and toil all day , but if he hates to leave his bed so early mornings , his sleep is sweet while he rests , and his labor makes his food taste good and nourishes his strength , while the rich man who can lay till noon , turns on his restless pillow and ca n't sleep night or day . And while he has plenty to buy rich viands he has no appetite to eat or health to digest his food . `` The morning song of the lark sounds sweet to the laborer as it rises over the dew-spangled fields , as he goes forth to his daily toil , while the paid songs the rich man hears palls on his pleasure-tired senses . At home you have rest of body , and in travel you have education and variety ; yes , the gouts and twits in life even up pretty well and the yarn runs pretty smooth offen the reel of Time to the traveller and the stay-at-home , the rich and the poor . ''