I placed all this in juxtaposition with the kindness of those with whom
I now resided--what they had done already for me, and what they now
offered, which was to make me independent by my own exertions. I
weighed all in my mind; was still undecided, for my pride still carried
its weight; when I thought of the pure, beautiful Susannah Temple, and--
my decision was made. I would not lose the substance by running after
shadows.
That evening, with many thanks, I accepted the kind offers of Mr
Cophagus, and expressed my determination of entering into the Society of
Friends.
"Thou hast chosen wisely," said Mrs Cophagus, extending her hand to me,
"and it is with pleasure that we shall receive thee."
"I welcome thee, Japhet Newland," said Susannah, also offering her hand,
"and I trust that thou wilt find more happiness among those with whom
thou art about to sojourn, than in the world of vanity and deceit, in
which thou hast hitherto played thy part. No longer seek an earthly
father, who hath deserted thee, but a heavenly Father, who will not
desert thee in thy afflictions."
"You shall direct me into the right path, Susannah," replied I.
"I am too young to be a guide, Japhet," replied she, smiling; "but not
too young, I hope, to be a friend."
The next day my clothes came home, and I put them on. I looked at
myself in the glass, and was anything but pleased; but as my head was
shaved, it was of little consequence what I wore; so I consoled myself.
Mr Cophagus sent for a barber and ordered me a wig, which was to be
ready in a few days; when it was ready I put it on, and altogether did
not dislike my appearance. I flattered myself that if I was a Quaker,
at all events I was a very good looking and a very smart one; and when,
a day or two afterwards a reunion of friends took place at Mr
Cophagus's house to introduce me to them, I perceived, with much
satisfaction, that there was no young man who could compete with me.
After this, I was much more reconciled to my transformation.
PART THREE, CHAPTER TEN.
I PROSPER IN EVERY WAY, AND BECOME RECONCILED TO MY SITUATION.
Mr Cophagus was not idle. In a few weeks he had rented a shop for me,
and furnished it much better than his own in Smithfield; the upper part
of the house was let off, as I was to reside with the family. When it
was ready, I went over it with him, and was satisfied; all I wished for
was Timothy as an assistant, but that wish was unavailing, as I knew not
where to find him.
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