I am satisfied, my Pamela, said he; nor shall I want to see those papers
that you have kindly written for to your father; though I still wish to
see them too, for the sake of the sweet manner in which you relate what
has passed, and to have before me the whole series of your sufferings,
that I may learn what degree of kindness may be sufficient to recompense
you for them.
In this manner, my dear father and mother, did your happy daughter find
herself blessed by her generous master! An ample recompense for all her
sufferings did I think this sweet conversation only. A hundred tender
things he expressed besides, that though they never can escape my memory,
yet would be too tedious to write down. Oh, how I blessed God, and, I
hope, ever shall, for all his gracious favours to his unworthy handmaid!
What a happy change is this! And who knows but my kind, my generous
master, may put it in my power, when he shall see me not quite unworthy
of it, to be a means, without injuring him, to dispense around me, to
many persons, the happy influences of the condition to which I shall be,
by his kind favour, exalted? Doubly blest shall I be, in particular, if
I can return the hundredth part of the obligations I owe to such honest
good parents, to whose pious instructions and examples, under God, I owe
all my present happiness, and future prospects.
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