ay, a certain benevolent commiseration for the
fatigue and wants of the Traveller replaced at once, and as by a spell,
the angry feelings that had previously roused him.
"Weary and hungry," said he; "why did not you say that before? That
would have been quite enough for Peter Dealtry. Thank God! I am a man
what can feel for my neighbours. I have bowels--yes, I have bowels.
Weary and hungry!--you shall be served in an instant. I may be a little
hasty or so, but I'm a good Christian at bottom--ask the Corporal. And
what says the Psalmist, Psalm 147?--
'By Him, the beasts that loosely range
With timely food are fed:
He speaks the word--and what He wills
Is done as soon as said.'"
Animating his kindly emotions by this apt quotation, Peter turned to the
house. The Corporal now broke silence: the sight of the money had not
been without an effect upon him as well as the landlord.
"Warm day, Sir:--your health. Oh! forgot you emptied jug--baugh! You
said you were not now in his Majesty's service: beg pardon--were you
ever?"
"Why, once I was; many years ago."
"Ah!--and what regiment? I was in the forty-second. Heard of the
forty-second? Colonel's name, Dysart; captain's, Trotter; corporal's,
Bunting, at your service."
"I am much obliged by your confidence," said the Traveller drily. "I
dare say you have seen much service."
"Service! Ah! may well say that;--twenty-three years' hard work: and
not the better for it! A man that loves his country is 'titled to
a pension--that's my mind!--but the world don't smile upon
corporals--augh!"
Here Peter re-appeared with a fresh supply of the October, and an
assurance that the cold meat would speedily follow.
"I hope yourself and this gentleman will bear me company," said the
Traveller, passing the jug to the Corporal; and in a few moments, so
well pleased grew the trio with each other, that the sound of their
laughter came loud and frequent to the ears of the good housewife
within.
The traveller now seemed to the Corporal and mine host a right jolly,
good-humoured fellow. Not, however, that he bore a fair share in the
conversation--he rather promoted the hilarity of his new acquaintances
than led it. He laughed heartily at Peter's jests, and the Corporal's
repartees; and the latter, by degrees, assuming the usual sway he bore
in the circle of the village, contrived, before the viands were on the
table, to monopolize the whole conversation.
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