Litchfield enquirer., 1867-06-27

to learn, and made us both so heartily ashamed of ourselves, that before the next day was over, when the Doctor inquired il we thought we had learned negatively the use our hands were not for, and whether we were of the opinion that they could be re stored to us without danger to the rest of the community or each other, we were unani nous in the affirmative. We were accord, lngly unloosed, and congratulated by Doc tor Warr on having learned something ot value. He then shook hands with us sev- erally, and recommended our mutually performing the same ceremony, as evidence or haVlng discovered one very proper use of our hands
 The respect and love and pride we all had for our dear master it is impossible for me to describe. My own reccollections of Doctor Warr and his school (the school now alas! thing of the past) are among the most pleasurable of my life. They are all mixed up with remembrances of pleasant wagon holidays!' passed on the sweet scented Wiltshire downs, among the old camps of Danes, and Romans, and Roundheads, over whose tunuH the pure fresh breezes seemed to me to give out more oxygen and ozone than whole sea- side at the present day. Mingled are they too, with reccollections of long rambles down Ill the many windings of Stret Valley splcant with bulrushes; and of walks by the Mlll and to the Iron Pear Tree, ot whose hard fruit no man ever eat and to the Iron Spring; and best of all reminis- ences, Of wanderings over the long sweeps of Roundway Hill, and the return home through the "Go and Do Thou Likewise Gates. this being the motto on the iron gates of the park, whose owner drowned himself have tried for many years to emulate these long schoolboy wax, of pleasure, but nowadays I generally man. age to come home weary and faint, instead of tired and hungry
 Fanny Campbell and I were found out. I hardly know how it was, or why such a fuss should have been made over 1t after all, Whether it came about through George Nlckman or whether it was my aunt's dis covery, l never knew. Our grave Doctor came up into my bedroom one night and woke me. He spoke in an unusually kind and gentle way
 Michael Green, dress yourself and come with me. You will want the keys of your box" l knew what was coming. Hurry ing on my clothes, followed him as blind ly as If 1 had been mesmerized My teeth chattering nd my knees knocked together, as walked, Ill very distress. When we reached the school room and came to my box, the Doctor continued, ''Your aunt wishes me to receive from you all Miss Campbells letters" I gave them out,- all my store,-all my treasures; and never did beggar feel his poverty as did, now my riches were gone. I flung my self down on the empty box, empty now of all that could give me pieasure,-a sobbed out my grief and my distress. Doctor Warr touched me softly on the shoulder, and said in his gentlest voice, ''Michael there are many who would laugh at boys grief in such case as yours. I do not I was never more deeply in love OF more truly, than when I was your age."
 He saw me to my room; and as sobbed myself to sleep l felt that my first dream of love was over.
 Will you laugh at me if add that I had vowed her eternal fidelity, and sent her thirteen postage stamps to write to me du- ring the holidays?