MEMOIR OF THOMAS HE \VICK. in 



blacked our shoes, dusted the room, and made 

 everything clean for breakfast, as Avell as any 

 servant girl could have done, and he sewed and 

 mended his own clothes, and to crown all, he was 

 constantly cheerful, lively, and very active, and my 

 friends were his friends. Mr. Beilby was as well 

 pleased with him as I could possibly be; for, 

 besides his affable temper, he took every kind of 

 work in hand so pleasantly, and so very soon 

 learned to execute it well, that he could not miss 

 giving satisfaction. This he continued to do as 

 long as he was with us ; but other parts of his 

 conduct, when he arrived at manhood, was not so 

 well, and gave me great uneasiness ; for he got 

 acquainted with companions whom I thought 

 badly of, and my remonstrances respecting them 

 proved in vain. He would not, as he called it, 

 be dictated to by me ; but this I persisted in till 

 it made us often quarrel, which was distressing to 

 me, for my regard for him was too deeply rooted 

 ever to think of suffering him to tread in the paths 

 which led to ruin, without endeavouring to prevent 

 it. To the latest day of his life, he repented of 

 having turned a deaf ear to my advice; and as 

 bitterly and sincerely did he acknowledge the 

 slightest obligations he owed me. He rued ; and 

 that is as painful a word as any in the English 

 language. 



As soon as I thought my brother might be able 

 to work his way in the world, he having been, 

 I think, about five years with me, I gave him 

 his liberty, and he set off to London, where, from 

 his reformed conduct and from every information 

 I could learn, he \vas much liked and respected. 

 He was as industrious in London as he had been 



