He felt sure there were elements in her heart which, transformed and purified by the gospel, would make her worthy the esteem and friendship of the world.

A kind, affectionate heart, native wit, and common sense, and the pertness she sometimes exhibited, he felt if restrained properly, might become useful in originating a self-reliance which would be of service to her in after years.
Yet it was not possible to compass all this, while she remained where she was.

He wished to be cautious about pressing too closely her claims on his mother, as it would increase the burdened one he so anxiously wished to relieve.

He cheered her on with the hope of returning with his family, when he recovered sufficiently.
Nig seemed awakened to new hopes and aspirations, and realized a longing for the future, hitherto unknown.
To complete Nig's enjoyment, Jack arrived unexpectedly.

His greeting was as hearty to herself as to any of the family.
"Where are your curls, Fra ?" asked Jack, after the usual salutation.
"Your mother cut them off." "Thought you were getting handsome, did she?
Same old story, is it; knocks and bumps?
Better times coming; never fear, Nig." How different this appellative sounded from him; he said it in such a tone, with such a rogueish look! She laughed, and replied that he had better take her West for a housekeeper.
Jack was pleased with James's innovations of table discipline, and would often tarry in the dining-room, to see Nig in her new place at the family table.