Still the creatur' is the same
at the bottom; just as a man who is clad in regimentals is the same
as the man that is clad in skins. The garments make a change to
the eye, and some change in the conduct, perhaps; but none in the
man. Herein lies the apology for gifts; seein' that you expect
different conduct from one in silks and satins, from one in homespun;
though the Lord, who didn't make the dresses, but who made the
creatur's themselves, looks only at his own work. This isn't ra'al
missionary doctrine, but it's as near it as a man of white colour
need be. Ah's! me; little did I think to be talking of such matters,
to-day, but it's one of our weaknesses never to know what will come
to pass. Step into the Ark with me, Judith, for a minute; I wish
to convarse with you."
Judith complied with a willingness she could scarce conceal.
Following the hunter into the cabin, she took a seat on a stool,
while the young man brought Killdeer, the rifle she had given him,
out of a corner, and placed himself on another, with the weapon
laid upon his knees. After turning the piece round and round,
and examining its lock and its breech with a sort of affectionate
assiduity, he laid it down and proceeded to the subject which had
induced him to desire the interview.
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