room the landlady had inquired what they would please to have and tea had been ordered rather with a view of putting a stop to her than because after that a ample meal at they stood in need of any food if your uncle were here said william henry not perhaps without some remembrance of the he had just received from the old gentleman and from which he was still he would be ordering sack or cakes and ale margaret glanced at him but said nothing she regretted that he took such little pains to bridge the breach that evidently existed between his father and himself and always discouraged his william henry hung his head if he did not find sympathy with his cousin he could he thought find it nowhere frank however came to his rescue he either did not look upon the lad as a real rival or he was very and how did you enjoy your trip to he inquired st mary s is a church is it not yes indeed i paid a visit to the b the talk of the town where the papers were stored to which had access and from which he drew the poems how interesting exclaimed margaret it was plain by her tone that she wanted to make amends to the young fellow are any of his people still at oh yes his sister lives there a mrs i had a great deal of talk with her she told me how angry he was with her on one occasion when she cut up some old deeds and other things he had brought home with him and which she had thought to make into thread papers he collected them together thread papers and all and them into his own room considering the use the poor young fellow made of them observed gravely she had better have burnt them still they did give him a certain immortality put in margaret the other was out of his reach surely my dear miss you cannot mean that remonstrated gently a at all events everybody was very hard upon him just because they were taken in argued margaret if he had acknowledged what they ed so much to have been his own they would have seen nothing in it to admire i think behaved like a brute that is very true admitted still the lad was a people are not starved to death as he was even for rejoined margaret his own people too did not care about him he had ho friends poor fellow listened to her with pleasure � though he thought her too because she took the side of the oppressed william henry was even more grateful because he secretly compared his own position with that of � for he too had written poems which nobody thought much of � and guessed that margaret had his own case in her eye amongst other things that mrs told me continued william henry was that her brother was very reserved and fond of seclusion on one occasion he was most thb talk op the town severely for having himself for half a day fix m home he did not shed a tear but only observed that it was hard indeed to be whipped for reading it was certainly most unfortunate admitted that the boy was amongst persons who did not understand him and who though they were his own flesh and blood treated him with contempt and cruelty added margaret with indignation did this sister of his never give him credit for possessing talent even she thought him odd as a child it seems answered william henry he preferred to be taught his letters from an old black letter bible rather than from any book of modern type he seems to have had a natural leaning for the line that he took in life in other words you think he was born with a turn for observed that is not a very high compliment to him nor indeed to providence either but how else could he have become celebrated argued the young man impatiently a is it necessary then my lad to become celebrated inquired smiling i don t say necessary but it must be very nice the same thing maybe said of most of our vices answered the other frank often spoke the words of wisdom but spoke them cut and dried like from a copy book he was an excellent fellow but not quite human enough for ordinary use margaret would have liked him better perhaps if he had been a trifle worse the tone in which he had spoken to her cousin and his use of the words my lad which as she argued to herself quite he know were very offensive to him irritated her a little she felt that william henry had been enough and wanted encouragement did you get any inspiration from the of st mary she inquired well yes he answered blushing and a blush very well became his handsome face i did some mischief i ll warrant exclaimed a the talk op the town harsh voice it was that of mr samuel who had entered the room unobserved and what was it you sir william henry looked abashed and annoyed margaret though she stood in no little fear of her uncle could hardly restrain her indignation frank as usual interposed with the oil can your son has perhaps only written a poem mr which in so young a man can hardly be considered a crime i don t know that if the poem � as it probably was � was a bad one if he has committed it � here the old gentleman s face softened as under the influence of the and home made joke the face will do � he has doubtless committed it to memory come sir let us have it now as of all the pleasant moments which this painful life there are 