The morning is damp and cool, and thy plight does not appear the most comfortable that can be imagined.

Come to the house and eat some breakfast." The behaviour of this good man filled me with gratitude and joy.
Methought I could embrace him as a father, and entrance into his house appeared like return to a long-lost and much-loved home.

My desolate and lonely condition appeared to be changed for paternal regards and the tenderness of friendship.
These emotions were confirmed and heightened by every object that presented itself under this roof.

The family consisted of Mrs.Hadwin, two simple and affectionate girls, his daughters, and servants.

The manners of this family, quiet, artless, and cordial, the occupations allotted me, the land by which the dwelling was surrounded, its pure airs, romantic walks, and exhaustless fertility, constituted a powerful contrast to the scenes which I had left behind, and were congenial with every dictate of my understanding and every sentiment that glowed in my heart.
My youth, mental cultivation, and circumspect deportment, entitled me to deference and confidence.