The pilot and transcript. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1840-1841, 1840-08-01

master was apparently little off his guard, WheT
he darted in, and Selling the weapon, tried te
wrest it from his grasp. QuilP, VINO was az
strong lion, easily kept his hoid uhtl the
bow was tueeine at it with his utmost power
when he suddenly let it go and sent him Keeling
backwards, so that he fell Violently upon his
head The success of this manGuvre tickled
MIR. Quilp beyond description, and he laughed
and stamped upon the ground as at most ire
sistible jest
'sNever mind" said the boy, nodding his head
and rubbing il at the same time; Ssyou il ever
| offer to strike any body again because they say
you re uglier dwarf than can be seen anywhere
for penny, that IS all"
''Do you mean to say I'm not, you dog~ re-
turned Quilp.
"Nog" retorted the boy.
'sThen what do you fight on my wharf for, you
villain" said Quilp.
''Because he said so," replied the boy, pointing
to Kit, Fnot because you amt"
"Then why did he say" bawled Kit, "that
Miss Nelly was ugly, and that she and my mas
ter was obliged to do whatever his master liked?
Why did he say that'"
Gle said what he did because he's fool, and
you said what you did because you're very wise
and clever-almost too clever 10 1--we unless you're
very careful of yourself, Kit" said Quilp with
great suavity in his manner, but still more OF
quiet malice about his eyes and mouth "Here's
sixpence for you, Kit. Always speak the truth.
AT all times, Kit, speak the truth Leck the
counting house, you dog, and bring me the key"
The other boy, to whom this order was add
dressed, did as he was told, and was rewarded
for his partizanship in behalf of his master, BY
dexterous rap on the nose with the key, which
brought the water into his eyes. Then Mr. Quilp
departed with the child and Kit in boat, and
the boy revenged himself by dancing on his head
at intervals on the extreme verge of the wharf,
during the whole time they crossed the river.
There was only Mrs Quilp at home, and she,
little expecting the return of her lord, was just
composing herself for refreshing slumber, when
the sound of his footsteps reused her. She had
barely time to seem to be occupied in some
Reedle-worl1, when he entered, accompanied by
the child, having left Kit down stairs.
''Here's Nelly Trent, dear Mrs. Quilp," said
her husband GA glass of wine, my dear, and
buiscuit, for she has had long walk. She I'll
sit with you, my soul, while write letter"
Mrs. Quilp looked tremblingly in her spouse's
face to know what this unusal courtesy might
portend, and obedient to the summons she saw in
his gesture, followed him into the next room.
'sMind what I say to YOU" whispered Quilp.
efSee if you can get out of her anything about
her grandfather, or what they do, or how they
live, or what he tells her. Pve my reasons for
knowing, if l can. You women talk more free
ly to one another than you do to us, and you
have a soft, mild way with you that'H win upon
her. Do you hear"'
eyes, Quilp.n
eco, then. What's the matter now?"
etDear Quilp," faltered his wife, 'I love the
child--if you could do without making me de-
ceive her -"
The dwarf, muttering terrible oath, looked
round as if for some weapon with which to in
fiict condign punishment upon his disobedient
WIFE The submissive little woman hurriedly
entreated him not to be angry, and promised to
do as he babe her.
aDo YOU hear mc,o whispered Quilp, nipping
and pinching her arm; "worm yourself into her
secrets; know you can. Pm listening, recol-
lect If you're not sharp enough Fl creak the
door, and wo betide you if have to creak it
much. Cop
Mrs Quilp departed according to order, and
her amiable husband, ensconcing himself be-
hind the partly opened door, and applying his
ear close to it, began to listen with a face of
great craftness and attention.
Poor Mrs. Quilp was thinking, however, in
what manner to begin or what kind of inquiries
she could make; and it was not until the door,
cracking in very urgent manner, warned her
to proceed without further consideration, that
the sound of her voice was heard.
ssHow very often you have come backwards
and forwards lately to Mr.. Quilp, my dear"
81 have said so to grandfather, "a hundred times"
returned Nell, innocently.
"And what has he said to that"
seemed SO sad and wretched that if you could
have seen him am you must have cried;
you could not have helped it more than l, /
know. How that door creaks~
esIt often Does" returned Mrs. Quilp with an
uneasy glance towards it. tsBut your grand
father-he used not to be SO wretched."
ooh no." said the child eagerly, $50 different!
we were once SO happy and he so cheerful and
contented! You cannot think what sad change
has fallen ON us since.n
sI ana very, very sorry, to hear yeu speak
like this, my dearp' said Mrs. QuIlp. And she
o'Se tn truth.
esThank you," returned the child, kissing her
cheek, "you are always kind to me, and it is a
pleasure to talk to you. lean speak to no one
else about him, but poor Kit. l am very happy,
still ought to feel happier perhaps than 1 do,
but you cannot think how it grieves me some
times to see him alter so.."
seHe1l alter again, Nelly" said Mrs. Quilp,
ssand be what he was before"
oOh if God would only let that come about
said the child with streaming eyes; Shut it is a
long time now, since he first began to-I thought
| saw that door movingw
tGt's the wind" said Mrs. Quip family
Began top
seTo be so thoughtful and detected, and to for
get our old way of spen ling the time 10 the long
eyeningsn said the child. sI used to read to
him by the Preside, and he sat listening, and
when stopped and we began to talk, he told
me about my mother, and how she once looked
and spoke just like me when she was a little child
Then he used to take me on his knee, and try tc
make me understand that she was not lying in
her grave, but had flown to beautiful country
beyond the sky, where nothing died or even grew
| old-we were very happy oncem
"Nelly, Nellym-said the posr woman, 81
can't bear to one as young as you, so sorrow
| full. Pray don't cry"
"I do SO very seldom" said Nell, "but have
kept this to myself a long time, and am not
quite well think, for the tears come into my
ewes and cannot keep them back. don't mind
telling ysu my grief, for know that you will moi
tell it TO any one again"
Mrs. Quiip turned away her head and made nc
answer. e