s and burst into
tears.
She was moved as I spoke more than I could have expected; and instead of
further upbraiding me, tried to soothe the anguish I felt. I was indeed
severely punished for my thoughtless conduct, to say the best of it.
Mr Butterfield spoke to me more kindly than I expected or deserved, and
when he again offered me a seat in his counting-house, and assured me
that he would endeavour to further my interests and raise me according
to my deserts, I thankfully accepted his proposal.
Before, however, commencing my career as a merchant, he allowed me to go
home and see my father, who, I need not say, received me according to
the dictates of his affectionate heart, without uttering a word of
blame. My brothers and sisters were never tired of hearing of my
adventures while I remained with them. On my mother's grave I promised
to do my duty to the best of my power in the new situation of life I was
about to occupy.
After my arrival at home I paid a visit to old Roger Riddle, and had the
satisfaction of telling him that Mark had become a steady fellow, and as
Captain Mason had promised to take him the next voyage in the "Falcon,"
and to continue his instructions in navigation, he had every prospect of
becoming an officer. Tom Trivett entered the navy, and having lost a
leg, became an out-pensioner of Greenwich Hospital. He used frequently
to come and see me in after years, and nothing pleased him so much as to
talk over the adventures of our early days, and to spin long yarns to my
children about those he subsequently went through. After a week's stay
at Sandgate, I returned to Liverpool, where I at once set to work in Mr
Butterfield's office, and have every reason to be thankful that I was
enabled to take my place on one of the high stools which I had formerly
looked upon with such intense disgust. By diligence and perseverance,
and strict attention to my duties, I gained my principal's good opinion,
and ultimately, on his death, I became the head of the firm.
THE END.
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