Encourage people.

What would the world be if everybody chilled our aspirations and extraordinary efforts?
Like Fulton's steamboat." "All right," I said; "I'll not discourage her." It was now getting late in the season.

It was quite too cool to sit out on deck in the evening, and our garden began to look desolate.
Our boarder had wheeled up a lot of fresh earth, and had prepared a large bed, in which he had planted turnips.

They made an excellent fall crop, he assured us.
From being simply cool it began to be rainy, and the weather grew decidedly unpleasant.

But our boarder bade us take courage.