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"And so you shall, dear," replied Bessie, touched by this humility. "You must not think that I do not love you because Hatty was so much to me. There is nothing I would not do for you, Chrissy oh, you may be sure of that;" and Bessie kissed her affectionately.
Hatty had seemed better that day; there was a strange flicker of life and energy; she had talked much to her mother and Bessie, and had sent a loving, playful message to Tom, who was away from home. It had been her father's custom to take the early part of the night-watch, and then to summon one of the others to relieve him. He had persisted in this, in spite of long, laborious days.
"I'll do it for yours, Miss Hester," said the girl, and her kindly, honest-looking face reassured me. She hid the paper in her bosom, and ran down. I locked the door again, and went back to Hatty. "O Cary, dear, God sent you!" she sobbed. "I thought I must give in." "What are they trying to make you do, Hatty?" To my amazement, she replied, "To be a nun." "To be what?" I shrieked.
"You are very kind, but I don't think I want a bosom friend, thank you," said Rose, as Ariadne stopped to bridle and shake her flaxen head over the delinquent Hatty Mason.
"And somebody is to blame? Is it Amelia?" "I did not say so," was the answer. "No," I said, feeling disappointed; "I cannot get you to say anything. Hatty, I do wish you would trust me. Nobody here loves you except me." "You did not love me much once, Cary." "Oh, I get vexed when you tease me, that is all," said I. "But I want you to look happier, Hatty, dear."
"But why is it better?" asked Miss Hatty. The Judge was a little at a loss. "I tell you what," said he, "my business is hard enough as it is; I can't stand any aggravations. I'll take the sense of the assembly. All who say as I do, hold up their hands." But it was found that the judgments were essentially masculine and feminine; the girls sided with Hatty, the boys with Bob.
"Why, this about Fanny and Ambrose Catterall." "Oh, that! I wish there were nothing worse than that in this world." My Aunt Kezia spoke as if she would have preferred some other world, where things went straighter than they do in this. "Hatty said you were put out about it, Aunt." "That's all Hatty knows. I think 'tis a blunder, and Fanny will find it out, likely enough.
We can't make ourselves good, Hatty; that lies in different hands. But why don't you look on your unhappy nature as your appointed cross, and just bear with yourself as much as you expect others to bear with you? Why not exercise the same patience as you expect to be shown to you?" "I hardly understand you, Bessie. I ought to hate myself for my ill-temper and selfishness, ought I not?"
Now she began to realize that it would be quite another thing, where at almost every moment she was called on to give up her own will and pleasure for that of others; but she was not disheartened. God has promised to give his strength to those who really wish to serve Him, and on this promise little Hatty relied.
"Don't you intend to keep one?" returned Sophy. "I mean to lay it up in lavender," said Hatty, "and take it out on Sundays." "Hatty, if you haven't a care " "Please go on, Aunt Kezia. Unfinished sentences are always awful things, because you don't know how they are going to end." "You'll end in the lock-up, if you don't mind," said my Aunt Kezia; "and if I were you, I wouldn't."
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