Williams; and
seemed to take great delight in seeing me carve, as, indeed, he does in
every thing I do.
After dinner we went and looked into the chapel, which is a very pretty
one, and very decent; and, when finished as he designs it, against his
next coming down, will be a very pretty place.
My heart, my dear mother, when I first set my foot in it, throbbed a good
deal, with awful joy, at the thoughts of the solemnity, which, I hope,
will in a few days be performed here. And when I came up towards the
little pretty altar-piece, while they were looking at a communion-
picture, and saying it was prettily done, I gently stept into a corner,
out of sight, and poured out my soul to God on my knees, in supplication
and thankfulness, that, after having been so long absent from divine
service, the first time I entered into a house dedicated to his honour,
should be with such blessed prospects before me; and begging of God to
continue me humble, and to make me not unworthy of his mercies; and that
he would be pleased to bless the next author of my happiness, my good
master.
I heard my master say, Where's Pamela? And so I broke off sooner than I
would, and went up to him.
He said, Mr. Williams, I hope I have not so offended you by my conduct
past, (for really it is what I ought to be ashamed of,) as that you will
refuse to officiate, and to give us your instructions here to-morrow.
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