Herald of the times. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1830-1846, 1833-04-25

stoW SIdZieT ioohInS PefsondSe, III
thick great-coat and worsted comforter,
who, by his open countenance and man
ly yeoman--like bearing, might have
been own brother to Dandie Dinmont
himself. 4" This gentleman, said the
landlord, with respectful glance at my
self, and familiar nod to the Borderer,
"a substantial wool -sapler in Berwick,
modify, half his life among the neighbor-
ing larms,) "wisEcs to hear all about
Mary Fenwick. You've known her from
the egg, may say and been in court
yourself on the trial yesterday; so you'll
be able to give it to him TO his hearts
content"
/ The last words were drowned in the
rattle Of the advancing coach-in jump
ed /, and in clalnbered the Borderer
reconciled to the durance of an inside
birth by the sharp east wind, and the
pleasure Of talking of Mary Fenwick.
+, Having explained, for the sake ofpro-
| priety, that my interest in the damsel a.
rose from the singular circumstance of
one so young, and apparently inexpe-
rienced, travelling above six hundred
miles, to pass one day in Berwick; my
Portly ris-a-ris civilly begged my pardon,
and assured me that no one there felt
the least uneasness on the score of Ma
ry's Journey. "Therc's blessing on
her errand, sir, and that the very stones
on the road know; and, besides, she's so
staid and sensible, and has so much dig
nifty about her, that she's rs fit to 60
through the world as her grandmother"
/ To all this l assented the more readi-
", that this very dignity made me FORE
ed to know; and even now listened to
it with all the more satisfaction for the
hint she had thrown out, as if of regret,
for not having told me herself "Docs
she belong to this place." asked | "that
you seem to know her so we'll"
eyes, sir; born and bred in Berwick
bounds. She was farmers dau2 hter,
a mile out of town, and just what far
mer's daughter should be- Her mother,
n clever, notable woman, taught her to
bake s. brew, and knit and sew in short,
every thing that many girls in her station
are now too fine to do. They think these
good old-fashioned things make them IN
/ gehtecl, but they never made Mary Fen
wick so; for am sure, sir, but tor her
suitable dress and simple manner, you
might have taken her for lady.
4 "Well! Mary came often in her ia
thel s little cart to market, TO sell her but
!, ter ard eggs, (we've great trade in
eggs here, you know sir;) and, somehow
or other, she fell in with II young man Of
our town, merchants clerk, who was
taken with her good looks, and cared for
very little else. His old father, howev-
er, (,he old man who put Mary in the
coach this morning,) made many inqui-
res about his sons sweetheart; and as
he heard nothing but good of her, he had
the sense to see, that though one Of a
large Woodworking family, she would be
the very wife to reclaim his gay, idle,
ihoughtless son, II any thing would.
"And very idle and cXtravagant he
was, sir! The only son of people well
to do IN the world, and good deal spoilt
from child, he neglected his business
whenever he could, and loved dress, and
company, and horse-racing, and all that,
far foo well. But he really loved Mary
Fenwick; and no sooner saw that she
would not so much as listen TO him while
all this went on, than he quite left off all
his wild courses, and became new man,
to gain her favor.
slt was not done in hurry; for Mary
had been brought up very piously, and
had horror for every thing evil. But
Dick Mansel was very clever as well as
handsome; and when he pleased, could
make one believe any thing; and really,
to give him his due, as long as he had
any doubts Of Mary's love, no saint could
behave better. AT last, however, he
fairly gained her innocent heart; though
believe it was as much by the aid of
his good father and mothers constant
praises of himself, and doating fondness
for Mary, as by his own winning ways.
I When he saw she loved him, and it
was not by halves, though in her own
gentle way, he wanted to marry her i'm
mediately and Mary's father would
have consented, for it was capital match
for his portionless girl. But Mary said,
"Richard, you have kept free of cards,
ana dicc, and folly, one hall year, to
gain your own wishes; let me see you
/ do it another, to make my mind easy ,and
then l'll trust you till death divides us. ~
Dick stormed, and got into passion, and
swore she did not love him but she an
swered, "lt is just because co, that
wish to give you habit of goodness be-
fore you are your own master and mine :.
Surely it is no hardship to be for six
months, what you intend to be all the