I looked 'em up, and not one was ever in prison, hanged, or disgraced in any way.

We used to be rich and honoured years ago, but we've died out and got poor, and father was a street musician rather than beg; and I'll be one again before I'll do the mean things some men do and pass muster.' Nat was so excited that Mrs Jo indulged in a laugh to calm him, and both went on more quietly.
'I told my sister all that and it pleased her.

I am sure if you do well these next few years that she will relent and all be happily settled, unless that wonderful change, which you don't believe possible, should occur.

Now, cheer up; don't be lackadaisical and blue.

Say good-bye cheerfully and bravely, show a manly front, and leave a pleasant memory behind you.