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
Those things which have been settled for us by long generations of
ancestors, all of whom must have considered the subjects, one after the
other painfully, and brought good minds of ancient strength (less led
away than ours are) to bear upon what lay before them, also living in a
time when money went much further, and got a deal more change in
honesty, which was then more plentiful--to rush, I say, against the
bulwarks of our noble elders (who showed the warmth of their faith by
roasting all who disagreed with them), would be, ay and ever will be, a
proof of a rebellious, scurvy, and perpetually scabby nature. The above
fine reflection came home to me, just as my pipe grew sweet and rich,
after an excellent dinner, provided by that most thoughtful and bright
young lady, the Honourable Isabel Carey, upon a noble New Year's Day, in
the year of our Lord one thousand seven hundred and eighty-three. Her
ladyship now had begun to feel that interest in my intelligence and
unusual power of narrative, as well as that confidence in my honour and
extreme veracity, which, without the smallest effort or pretence on my
part, seem to spring by some law of nature in every candid mind I meet.
Combining this lady's testimonials, as presented weekly, with some
honourable trifles picked up here and there along shore, in spite of all
discouragement, perhaps I congratulated myself on having turned the
corner of another year not badly. I counted my money, to the tune of
five-and-twenty level pounds; an amount of cash beyond all experience!
Yet, instead of being dazzled, I began to see no reason for not having
fifty. Not that I ever thought of money; but for the sake of the
children. The tears came into my eyes, to think of these poor little
creatures; Bardie with all her fount of life sanded up (as one might
say) in that old Sker warren; and Bunny with her strength of feeding
weakened over rice and fowl-food; such as old Charles Morgan kept, who
had been known to threaten to feed his family upon sawdust. A most
respectable man, as well as churchwarden and undertaker; but being bred
a pure carpenter, he thought (when his money came in fast, and great
success surprised him) that Providence would be offended at his waste of
sawdust.
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