to be under the weight of such deep obligations on
one side, and such a sense of one's own unworthiness on the other.--O!
what a Godlike power is that of doing good!--I envy the rich and the
great for nothing else.

My master coming to us just then, I said, Oh! sir, will your bounty
know no limits? My dear father has told me what you have given him.--A
trifle, Pamela, said he, a little earnest only of my kindness.--Say
no more of it. But did I not hear the good man expressing some sort of
concern for somewhat? Hide nothing from me, Pamela. Only, sir, said I,
he knew not how to absent himself from divine service, and yet is afraid
of disgracing you by appearing.

Fie, Mr. Andrews! said he, I thought you knew that the outward
appearance was nothing. I wish I had as good a habit inwardly as you
have. But I'll tell you, Pamela, your father is not so much thinner than
I am, nor much shorter; he and I will walk up together to my wardrobe;
though it is not so well stored here, as in Bedfordshire.

And so, said he, pleasantly, don't you pretend to come near us, till
I call for you; for you must not yet see how men dress and undress
themselves. O sir, said my father, I beg to be excused. I am sorry you
were told. So am not I, said my master: Pray come along with me.

He carried him up stairs, and shewed him several suits, and would have
had him take his choice. My poor father was quite confounded: for my
master saw not any he thought too good, and my father none that he
thought bad enough. And my good master, at last, (he fixed his eye upon
a fine drab, which he thought looked the plainest,) would help him to
try the coat and waistcoat on himself; and, indeed, one would not
have thought it, because my master is taller, and rather plumper, as I
thought but, as I saw afterwards, they fitted him very well. And being
plain, and lined with the same colour, and made for travelling in a
coach, pleased my poor father much. He gave him the whole suit, and,
calling up Mrs. Jewkes, said, Let these clothes be well aired against
tomorrow morning. Mr. Andrews brought only with him his common apparel,
not thinking to stay Sunday with us. And pray see for some of my
stockings, and whether any of my shoes will fit him: And see also for
some of my linen; for we have put the good man quite out of his course,
by keeping him Sunday over. He was then pleased to give him the silver
buckles out of his own shoes. So, my good mother, you must expect t