in a mild voice, thus went on: "What I have said is not so much to
reproach you with the ruin of one daughter, as from a desire to save
the other. Let Miss Betsy go home with me. I do not undertake to be
her jailor, but I will be her friend. She will find in my daughters
kind companions, and in my wife a prudent guide. I know she will
dislike us at first, but I do not despair in time of convincing her
that a sober, humble, useful, pious life, is as necessary to make us
happy on earth, as it is to fit us for heaven."

Poor Miss Betsy, though she declared it would be _frightful dull_,
and _monstrous vulgar_, and _dismal melancholy_, yet was she so
terrified at the discontent and grumbling which she would have to
endure at home, that she sullenly consented. She had none of that
filial tenderness which led her to wish to stay and sooth and
comfort her afflicted father. All she thought about was to get out
of the way of her mother's ill humor, and to carry so much of her
finery with her as to fill the Misses Worthy with envy and respect.
Poor girl! she did not know that envy was a feeling they never
indulged; and that fine clothes were the last thing to draw their
respect.

Mr. Worthy took her home next day. When they reached his house they
found there young Wilson, Miss Betsy's old admirer. She was much
pleased at this, and resolved to treat him well. But her good or ill
treatment now signified but little. This young grazier reverenced
Mr. Worthy's character, and ever since he had met him at the Lion,
had been thinking what a happiness it would be to marry a young
woman bred up by such a father. He had heard much of the modesty and
discretion of both the daughters, but his inclination now determined
him in favor of the elder.

Mr. Worthy, who knew him to be a young man of good sense and sound
principles, allowed him to become a visitor at his house, but
deferred his consent to the marriage till he knew him more
thoroughly. Mr. Wilson, from what he saw of the domestic piety of
this family, improved daily, both in the knowledge and practice of
religion; and Mr. Worthy soon formed him into a most valuable
character. During this time Miss Bragwell's hopes had revived: but
though she appeared in a new dress almost every day, she had the
mortification of being beheld with great indifference by one whom
she had always secretly liked. Mr. Wilson married before her face a
girl who was greatly her inferior in fortune, person, a