It Is Never Too Late to Mend

e woman he loved but had no right to love. Meadows dangled about the flame; ashamed and afraid to own his love, he fed it to a prodigious height by encouraging it and not expressing it. Wi

onscience commencing its uphill work of making

he passed two hours with Susan. She always greeted him with a smile, and naturally showed an innocent satisfaction in th

haracter of a very worldly man, and Susan thought it high

rse," said she, one day. "I dou

ht came to him from Susan. The next Sunday he

nothing; but she smiled. Her love of goodness

he began to be kinder to the poor, and to feel good all over, and comfortable. He felt as if he had not an enemy in the world. One day in Farnborough he saw William Fielding on the other s

y, Mr. W

y, Mr. M

ed. He had been on the point of offering the money, but suddenly, by one of those instincts of foresight these able

s; but he won'

y n

selling up some poor fellow or other, and they had words; leastways it went beyond words, I

o with this?" said the

m George'

n't he? There, you go to Crawley and ask him to lend you one hundred pounds, and he will lend it you,

illiam; "thank you kindly, Mr. Me

d no instructions from Meadows, promised himself the satisfaction of refusing the you

nking deep draughts of mean vengeance all the while from the young man's shame and mortification, when the door opened, a man walked in, and gave Crawley a note and vanis

note and check

e bank, cashed the check, drew a bill of exchange at two months' date, deducted the interest and stamp, and William accepted it, and Cr

hanked hi

made him f

ed he had much ado to pay his labor when this loan came. The very next day he bought several hogs-hogs, as George had sarcastically observed, w

e, and used to make occasional inquiries after Susan. He heard that Meadows called at the farm twice a week, and he thought it a little odd. He pondered on it, but did not qu

e you made to the lion-hear

k that to

er; and others are

ho

ening and y

ing in it," said William, not stopping even to inquire

dney, Susan started up. "Why, here is William Fielding!" and she ran out and

his temper admirably, and, leaving Australia, engaged both the farmers in a conversation on home topics. Susa

e Susan could hardly restrain her temper. She did not want to hear about the Grassmere

provoked and gave him short answers, which raised his suspicions and made him think h

he next market-day, and

with you to-night, Susan

ply, "what makes you alway

at makes Mr. Mead

n, I suppose; but you live but two miles off

be welco

ll? Speak your mind; I

was not very we

antly repenting a little, she explained: "You are welcome to me, Will, and you know that

hy

r evenings, and it would be

it, S

t evening I have company-and

" sneered the

e him suc

anything you can say to me-if you

m bit

n't come this eve

that is a

aiment pas." This is a harsh saying, and of course

angered her too far. So he altered the direction of his battery. He planted himself at the gate of Grassmere Farm, and as Meadows got off his horse requ

an as my sister, and keep her as she

ows with a smile that provoked Willia

here too o

ften f

too often for the girl herself. I won't

about her; if there's sca

have it-a

, "Miss Merton, wi

d at his audacity; he

ed the par

it, Mr.

san came. :Here is a young man tells me

do it often enough t

lk of me?" cried

father within? Then I'll step in and speak with him anyway." And the sly Meadows

e such liberties with me," began

e's sake," said

p with it from George himself, much less from you. I shall writ

my brother against me," rem

and get a sweetheart for yourself, and then you won't troub

wounded Willia

vening,

-even

ou shake

u of so much importance as you want to be. There! And come

while," said William sadly. "Goo

her reaching the parlor Mr. Meadows was gone, too, and that incensed her still more against William. "Mr. Meadows is affronted, no doubt," said she, "and of

as one of them. But the next after he came as usual, and Susan did not conceal her satisfaction. She was too shy an

but as for him"-and he clinched his fist most significantly; then he revolved one or two plans in his head, and rejected them each in turn. At last a thought struck him. "Mr. Levi! he 'twas that put me on

Levi. Now don't y

skillfulnes

ut I can tell you women are kittle folk-manage t

," replied Isaac, somewhat dryl