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my life as he was, after he had done it. He raved like a madman in the night, and said:

"Oh ! my dear child, have I grieved her heart, that makes herself such a slave to keep me from a prison ! Why shall I grieve her heart ? What devil is in me ? Oh, that dear creature, how does she strive to please me ! how does she strive to keep me from ruin ! I must see her !"

This was his waking in the night after he had fallen out with me. James Speerway made him this answer:

"How can you wish to disturb her ? She has staid up to work till twelve o'clock, and is but just gone to bed."

But my Father answered,

"I cannot live unless I see her."

So they were forced to knock at my door and call to me ; when I arose and went to my Father, who took me by the hand, and said:

"My dear child, dost thou forgive me ? Why did I fall out with thee, that is the comfort of my life, and venturest thy life to save me from ruin ? Oh my dear child ! Oh my dear child ! my heart is wounded to see thy love for me !"

At the same time my Father's face was like a pot when you take off a cover covered with drops, in great sweat, which I took and wiped off, and sat hours by his bed-side to comfort him, and to compose him to sleep. But the next day he told James Speerway, how his heart was wounded to think he had grieved me. One more instance of my Father I must mention. We had been making of cyder cider in the day ; and at twelve at night he waked, and finding I was up at work, he called down and desired me to go down to the lower orchard to the pound house a building where apples are crushed in a mill to make cider, and see if the cyder was not running over the tub, for he was afraid it was. The pound house was more than two fields from the house we lived in, or a long lane the other way. I took the candle and lanthorn lantern and went down as my Father desired me. I did not perceive there was any moon, for it shined in a cloud ; but when I came to open the pound house door, the light of the moon shone out through