This treatment relieved the poor sailor very much.

Then Forester proposed to the sailor to get into the wagon and go with him to the next house, and the sailor consented.

Forester was then going to pay the woman for his night's lodging, but the sailor said at once,--"No, squire, not at all.

I'm much obliged to you for doing up my foot, but you need not pay any thing for me.

I've got plenty of shot in the locker." So saying, he put his hand in his pocket and drew out a handful of gold and silver pieces.