The Maid of SkerBlackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge)
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The Maid of Sker
Blackmore, R. D. (Richard Doddridge)
Foundlings -- Fiction; Romance fiction; Wales -- Fiction
My opinion of Devonshire now grew fast that most of the people are mad
there. Honest, respectable, very kind-hearted, shrewd at a bargain, yet
trustful, simple, manly, and outspoken, nevertheless they must be mad to
keep Parson Chowne among them. But here, as in one or two other matters,
I found myself wrong ere I finished with it. If a man visits a strange
country, he ought to take time to think about it, and not judge the
natives by first appearance, however superior he may be. This I felt
even then, and tried my very best to act up to it: nevertheless it came
back on me always that in the large county of Devon there were only two
sound people; Parson Chowne for the one--and, of course, for the other,
Davy Llewellyn.
So I resolved to see this thing out, especially as (when I came to
think) nothing could be clearer than that the Parson himself had
descried and taken me (with his wonderful quickness) for the only
intelligent man to be found. How he knew me to be a Welshman, I could
not tell then, and am not sure now. It must have been because I looked
so superior to the rest of them. I gazed at the two crown-pieces, when I
came to be active again the next day; and finding them both very good, I
determined to keep them, and go to see after some more. But if I thought
to have got the right side of the bargain, so far as the money went, I
reckoned amiss considerably; for I found that the Parson lived so far
away, that I could not walk thither and back again without being
footsore for a week; and Captain Fuzzy would not allow it, especially as
he had bound me to help in discharging cargo. And being quite ignorant
as to the road, to hire a horse would not avail me, even supposing I
could stay on board of him, which was against all experience. And by the
time I had hired a cart to take me to Nympton on the Moors, as well as a
hand to pilot her, behold I was on the wrong side of my two crowns,
without any allowance for rations. They told me that everybody always
charged double price for going up to the Parson's, and even so did not
care for the job much. Because, though it was possible to come back
safe, there was a poor chance of doing so without some damage to man or
beast, and perhaps to the vehicle also.
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