Recollections of a chaperonSullivan, Arabella Jane
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Recollections of a chaperon
Sullivan, Arabella Jane
English fiction -- 19th century
“‘But Milly has told me, she’ll never have nobody but me; and you know,
Mr. Ansell, she’s a girl of her word; and you know you could not get
her to marry Mr. Simpkins, the tailor; no, nor you won’t be able to
get her to marry no other lover, if she should have a dozen—I know you
won’t; and I won’t have no other girl! But that’s neither here nor
there—what I’ve got to say is this:—I have just had sent me a letter
from my brother as is in Canada; and he tells me, if I want to make
my fortune, I have only to take ship at Liverpool, and come to him at
Halifax; and there, he says, any man as knows a little of gardening,
and such like, has no more to do, but to get as much land as he likes,
to set to work, and he will have a good market for his vegetables, and
he can be made a man of in no time. He sends me money enough to pay my
expenses out, and he says he will see that I want for nothing, till I
get into a regular way of business. And now, Mr. Ansell, if Milly an’t
afraid to venture over the seas with me, I think we shall be able to
shift for ourselves; and we need never be no burthen to you, nor none
of our friends; and if she won’t go,—why, I’ll go by myself; and I’ll
try to make my fortune alone, and come back and marry her some day or
another, please God to spare me.’”
“What did your father say to this, nurse?”
“Why, father seemed very angry when first John began to speak. I
looked at him, and my heart sank within me; then I looked at John, and
his face was flushed like, and his eyes seemed quite bright, he was
so full of hope, and I thought I could never bear to disappoint him.
My stepmother had come in when she heard John’s voice, and so father
turned to her, and said,—
“‘Well, Sarah, what do you think of this young chap’s notion? I don’t
much like to have my Milly go away from me altogether, and beyond seas
too; though she has been a little testy, or so, about John—I don’t half
like it!’
“I felt so, I did not know what to do; and I began to cry and to sob;
and John said to me then,—
“‘Milly,’ said he, ‘speak your mind. Do you think you could venture
across the water, all the way to America, with me? You know I’ll work
hard for you, and I’ll be as tender of you as if you were a babe; and
whichever way it is, I’ll be true to you, if so be I live.’
“Then father said,—‘Milly, if you an’t willing to go along with him,
why there’s an end of it at once, and so speak out.’
“I looked at John again, and the longest day I have to live I never
shall forget his face that minute. He was as pale as ashes, and his two
eyes were fixed on me with such a beseeching look! I thought I could do
any thing, and bear any thing, sooner than have him go quite away by
himself, and so I said,—
“‘Father, I am ready to go anywhere that John takes me to; I know he
will always be kind to me. I an’t afraid with him.’
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