Ev'n so shalt thou, O wicked one!
At length to shame be brought,
And happy shall all those be call'd
That my deliv'rance wrought.
X.
Yea, blessed shall the man be called
That shames thee of thy evil,
And saves me from thy vile attempts,
And thee, too, from the D---l.
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday.
I write now with a little more liking, though less opportunity, because
Mr. Williams has got a large parcel of my papers, safe in his hands, to
send them to you, as he has opportunity; so I am not quite uselessly
employed: and I am delivered besides, from the fear of their being found,
if I should be searched, or discovered. I have been permitted to take an
airing, five or six miles, with Mrs. Jewkes: But, though I know not the
reason, she watches me more closely than ever; so that we have
discontinued, by consent, for these three days, the sunflower
correspondence.
The poor cook-maid has had a bad mischance; for she has been hurt much by
a bull in the pasture, by the side of the garden, not far from the back-
door. Now this pasture I am to cross, which is about half a mile, and
then is a common, and near that a private horse-road, where I hope to
find an opportunity for escaping, as soon as Mr.
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