Her mother-in-law
could not help dying; but she never "forgave" her--for what,
nobody knew.
After a year or so, Mrs. Wardour began to take a little notice of
her again; but she never asked her to Thornwick until she found
herself dying. Perhaps she then remembered a certain petition in
the Lord's prayer. But will it not be rather a dreadful thing for
some people if they are forgiven as they forgive?
Old Mr. Duppa died, and a young man came to minister to his
congregation who thought the baptism of the spirit of more
importance than the most correct of opinions concerning even the
baptizing spirit. From him Mary found she could learn, and would
be much to blame if she did not learn. From him Betty also heard
what increased her desire to be worth something before she went
to rejoin Tom.
Joseph Jasper became once more Mary's pupil. She was now no more
content with her little cottage piano, but had an instrument of
quite another capacity on which to accompany the violin of the
blacksmith.
To him trade came in steadily, and before long he had to build a
larger shoeing-shed. From a wide neighborhood horses were brought
him to be shod, cart-wheels to be tired, axles to be mended,
plowshares to be sharpened, and all sorts of odd jobs to be done.
He soon found it necessary to make arrangement with a carpenter
and wheelwright to work on his premises.
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