Answer:
Wealth makes people virtuous.
Explanation:
Benjamin Franklin's "The Way to Wealth" is a compilation of proverbs as a form of advising people of the ethical codes of maintaining oneself. In it, he advocates the importance of frugality and the securing of personal virtue. He also asserts that this frugal nature of an individual will also lead to his gaining of wealth. The phrase "<em>it being more difficult for a man in want to act always honestly</em>" basically means that a person with wealth will be more virtuous than a person who doesn't. In his opinion, people who are frugal with their expenditure will keep more wealth which will in turn lead to virtue.
In John Bunyan's "The Pilgrim's Progress", the town of Vanity (home of the ancient Vanity Fair) is reached through the straight and narrow path that starts in Hill Difficulty. In order to reach Vanity, one must go across the Valley of Humiliation and fight with the monster Apollyon, and also traverse the fearsome Valley of the Shadow of Death.
I believe your answer would be C
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There once was a garden, a quiet place. The garden had a caretaker who had grown old. The garden once grew vibrant flowers and plump fruits, many years ago. In her youth, she was full of every color imaginable, though, with her caretaker's age, her colors had begun to fade many moons ago. All that was left was one large tree, an Oak. The old Oak had been there almost as long as the garden herself. If we go back several years, we'll see them all in their prime.
On a sunny day in the midst of July, a little squirrel went to dig up some acorns it had buried. The squirrel went to the garden and started to search. It searched and searched but still couldn't find one of its acorns. After a while, the squirrel gave up. The lost acorn sat beneath the dirt and began to sprout. The delicate roots started to grow as the little tree pushed through the top of the soil. At its beginning, the Oak looked like any other plant in the garden- small bright green leaves. The Oak grew and grew along with the rest of the garden. As time went on the tree got bigger, the caretaker got older and different flowers came and went with the months.
The garden flourished for years to come until the caretaker could no longer come. The caretaker stayed inside and the garden began to die. She was sorry for her caretaker, so she did her best to keep the life of her plants. But weeds poked through her once manicured ground and started to take over her plot. They strangled the flowers and fruits, all except the great Oaktree. Without her caretaker, the garden relied on rain, but one summer the skies refused to let some down. The garden's ground became hard and cracked beneath the barren skies. A month had passed and even the old Oaktree was weak, its leaves had begun to dry and fall, all until the rain came down. Pouring down the water rushed, over every crack and bush, the water soaked in through the ground. Alas, because her grounds were now soft and fertile again she fought to bring back her flowers. The garden gave all she could and gave her caretaker one last bunch. The flowers were delicate and fading fast, but they still carried so much color.
The end. :)
I made it up as I went along.
