Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1859-11-23

tlous words against His Grace the Archbishop,
the wearing of SUPPLIES, &c. The poor mis-
guided gentlemen were very obstinate, refusing
to recant and accept of the Kings Mercy, for
which methinks they were foolish, for the Lord
tookeh not on the out1Card adjoining, but on the
heart; but when Mr.. Westcott went on to say
how Bostwick's young wife did mount the
scaf1old beside him, and kiss his poor burnt
Cheek when the cruel instrument was with
drawn, and receive his bleeding ears from the
hands of the Executioner, cheering him the
while, with her loving words and looks, some
thing came up in my throat, [ know not if it
were teares or indignation at Mans cruelty
but the sneering voice of that puppy johnson,
who was of the party, crying out that they
should have cropt her ears too left me not
long in Doubt, for | said in hot Anger,-"It
was cruel, mean, wicked Deed and | would
far lieter have been poor Mistress Bostwick on
the scafold than the Mistress of the palace at
Lambeth, or even the Queens Majesty at
Whitehall p Dear Hearte how they did all
stare at my words And what safe silence
the Gentlemen kept while Aunte did chide me
sharply, saying my speech was reasonable as
well as unwomanly, and it behooved me to ask
pardon of the Companie for it.
could not have spoken if | would for l was
so vexed to be thus chIdden like child before
them all, that do believe should have burst
out weeping if l had not thought it would
pleasure Johnson, and / was striving hard
to keep back the tears, when Mr.. Lake
pushing aside the head of old Triton from
his knee, said, pleasantly Of apologies were
due, aunt would have to exact one from him,
for he did agree with Mistress Margaret, in
whose speech he found no treason, only the
fullness of that sweete, womanlie pity, which,
like unto the Divine Goodness, is no respecter
of persons. Even the savage Women did oft
times manifest it in behalf of their enemies"
and he went on to speak of some examples
that he had noted in the New World of the
strange ways of the heather that do abound
there, and withal, SO modestly and wisely, that
my unlucky words were forgotten, and we all
safe listening with open eyes until the hour of
retiring. which, Guy protested, came a full
hour sooner than ordinary. The lads headrun-
meth upon nothing but savages and wild beasts
of late, and | do believe he thinketh Mr.. Lake
greater hero than his favorite, the famous
Guy Earl of Warwicke. And truly he is not
such boy as l thought him.
May 2lSt.-Ran down to old Marories, this
morning, to sac how things went with her and
Hannah, for my conscience did chide me with
neglect Of them since the coming of our
Guests. The kind souls, mindless of their
poverty, have taken in drunken Tim How
lands motherless babe, and the old woman sat
grooming over it, as it lay on her knees, as ten
derby and proudly as if she were the happiest
young mother i'll the country, while the wrin-
kles in Hannah's skinny face seemed to smooth
out every time she looked at the child Know
ing their poor estate, | could but wonder that
they should take up this new burthen, but
Hannah looked at it with quite other eyes.
She had liking for the poor babies mother
she sayd: "besides, since Tom went for SOL
der, they had been getting lonesome-like and
or fINl hon
were apt to grow selfish if they had nobody to
care for but themselves"
l sayd | thought she had no lack of care, see
ing her mother had not walked step in seven
years, but l was sorry for the light tone In
which l spoke, when saw the look of affec-
ton which she cast on the poor old crippled
body as she sayd 20, Mistress Peggy, it's
so little trouble she is ; cast of the hand to
get her right night and morning, step or two
to put her cup of porridge and her knitting on
the table, and she's as good mother as the
best DEM"
Yes, but if she could only get about like
Janet"
whist, Mistress Peggy!" began the old
woman, catching at my words ''it's ill casting
up for crosses when the Lord is Judge If old
Janet can go Laundering about the green lanes
in the sunshine, she can not hear the birds sing,
nor this she said, bending down and heark-
ening to the growing of the babe "nor this
laying her hand on the copy of the Psalms on
her table, when you or any other kind body
read US a bit !"
l took the book and read aloud the 103
Psalm, and, on my way home, did mediate
upon st. Peters words -"Hath not God chosen
the poor Of THIS World to be rich in Faith and
heirs Of the Kingdom arhich He hath promised to
them that lore Him" And these people do pos
sess such Faith, making the Holy Scriptures