Robert Merry's Museum, Vol. VIII, July to December, 1844Various
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Robert Merry's Museum, Vol. VIII, July to December, 1844
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A shepherd saw what had happened, from a distance, and raising an
alarm, ran towards the brook. But the boy blew the water from him, and
swam, laughing, to the shore.
Then the shepherd said to the hunter, It appears that your son has been
well instructed, but one thing you have forgotten. Why have you not
taught him to examine within, before he opens his heart to confidence?
Had he discovered the weak pith that was concealed, he would not have
trusted the deceiving bark!
Friend, answered the hunter, I have sharpened his eye, and improved his
strength, and I can now trust him to experience. Time must teach him to
be suspicious. But he will persevere in the discovery, for his eye is
clear, and his strength is practised.
* * * * *
The Oak Tree does not attain its full growth until it is two hundred
years old.
Dick Boldhero.
CHAPTER VIII.
It was more than two months after my arrival at Maroontown, before
I was in a condition to depart. Finding that I should not be able
to return to Paramaribo in season to go back to Connecticut with my
vessel, I sent word to the captain, requesting him to see my mother and
sister, and tell them what detained me.
When I had sufficiently recovered to travel, I set out from Maroontown,
having taken leave of my kind friends there. The negro who had rescued
me, together with his family, had done everything in their power to
make me comfortable and happy. The neighbors too had shown the greatest
interest in my behalf; they were constantly sending me every sort of
delicacy, such as small game and the choicest fruits. Never have I
met with a people so little selfish, and to whom hospitality seemed
to be so natural. Some of them really shed tears as I departed, and
even offered to accompany me on my journey. I accepted the latter
proposition in part, and accordingly a young man set out to be my guide
for the first day.
I had heard at Maroontown something about the Englishman whom I was
going to visit. I learned that he was a coffee planter with a large
estate; but I had discovered that his residence, instead of being a
hundred miles from Paramaribo, was nearly double that distance. This
taught me a good lesson, which I recommend to the attention of my
readers; it is this--before setting out upon a journey, be sure to
ascertain how far you have to go.
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