man, in his supposing that I really could love him, as there is in me,
who am but a young, foolish girl, in trying to make him fond of me?"
"That may be; but still recollect that he is in earnest, and you are
only joking, which makes a great difference; and recollect further, that
in trying at all, we very often lose all."
"That I would take my chance of, Jacob," replied Mary, proudly throwing
her curly ringlets back with her hand from her white forehead; "but what
I now want is to make friends with you. Come, Jacob, you have my
promise to do my best."
"Yes, Mary, and I believe you, so there's my hand."
"You don't know how miserable I have been, Jacob, since we quarrelled,"
said Mary, wiping the tears away, which again commenced flowing; "and
yet I don't know why, for I'm sure I have almost hated you this last
week--that I have; but the fact is, I like quarrelling very well for the
pleasure of making it up again; but not for the quarrel to last so long
as this has done."
"It has annoyed me too, Mary, for I like you very much in general."
"Well, then, now it's all over; but Jacob, are you sure you are friends
with me?"
"Yes, Mary."
Mary looked archly at me. "You know the old saw, and I feel the truth
of it."
"What, `kiss and make friends?'" replied I; "with all my heart," and I
kissed her, without any resistance on her part.
"No, I didn't mean that, Jacob."
"What then?"
"Oh! 'twas another."
"Well, then, what was the other?"
"Never mind, I forget it now," said she laughing, and rising from the
chair. "Now, I must go to my work again, and you must tell me what
you've been doing this last fortnight."
Mary and I entered into a long and amicable conversation till her father
came home, when we retired to bed. "I think," said old Stapleton, the
next morning, "that I've had work enough; and I've belonged to two
benefit clubs for so long as to 'title me to an allowance. I think,
Jacob, I shall give up the wherry to you, and you shall in future give
me one-third of your earnings, and keep the rest to yourself. I don't
see why you're to work hard all day for nothing." I remonstrated
against this excess of liberality; but old Stapleton was positive, and
the arrangement was made. I afterwards discovered, what may probably
occur to the reader, that Captain Turnbull was at the bottom of all
this. He had pensioned old Stapleton that I might become independent by
my own exertions before I had
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