Lost Lenore: The Adventures of a Rolling StoneReid, Mayne
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Lost Lenore: The Adventures of a Rolling Stone
Reid, Mayne
Adventure stories; Dime novels; Fiction
"He talked to his wife; and after they had asked me a good many
questions: as to whether the girl was well-behaved, and used no bad
language--they told me that I might bring her aboard the vessel then
lying in the river; and that she might look after the three children,
and do anything else to make herself useful.
"I started off on my errand, in better spirits than I had ever been in
before. I was afraid to go near the baker's house, for fear I should be
seen from the shop and might have trouble in getting away again: for I
had been regularly bound as his apprentice. So I watched the
public-house--where I knew the girl would be sure to come for the supper
beer in the evening.
"After I had been looking out for about half an hour, she came, looking
more beautiful, more ragged and dirty, than when I had last seen her,
four weeks before.
"`Come on, Ann!' I cried. (Ann was her name.) `Come on! Fling away
your jug, and follow me!'
"I ran up to her, while I was speaking.
"She dropped the jug--not because I had told her to do so--but from the
excitement of her surprise at seeing me. It fell out of her hands on
the pavement; and was broken to pieces.
"`Follow me,' said I, `I've another home for you.'
"She gave one glance at the broken jug; and probably thought of her
mistress, and the beating she would be sure to get, should she go home
without the jug and the supper beer. That thought decided her. She
then took my hand; and we started off towards the river.
"I am going to cut my story short," said Stormy, after a pause--during
which he seemed to suffer from some painful reflection. "For nine years
I worked for that girl. Part of the time I was getting good wages--as
the second mate of a large ship, running to Charleston, in the United
States; and all of my money was spent in keeping Ann in a good home, and
in having her taught to read and write, and behave herself like a lady.
"To deny myself every comfort, for the sake of saving money for her, was
my greatest pleasure. I have often crossed the Atlantic without proper
clothing; so that Ann might be placed beyond the danger of want, while I
was gone.
"During these nine years, I drank no grog, nor liquor of any kind. I
would not even take a glass at the expense of any of my messmates,
because I would be expected to stand a glass in return; and there was
more pleasure in saving the money for Ann, than in spending it on what
could only injure me. I have often walked the cold wet decks with my
feet freezing for the want of a pair of socks and good boots--because
these things would cost money: and all that I could make I wished to
spend only for the benefit of Ann, who was always in my thoughts--the
idol of my soul.
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