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I Am a New Boy in More Senses than One

           JackMaldon,youhavealongvoyage,andastrangecountry,beforeyou;butmanymenhavehadboth,andmanymenwillhaveboth,totheendoftime.Thewindsyouaregoingtotempt,havewaftedthousandsuponthousandstofortune,andbroughtthousandsuponthousandshappilyback.’

           ‘It’sanaffectingthing,’saidMrs.Markleham‘howeverit’sviewed,it’saffecting,toseeafineyoungmanonehasknownfromaninfant,goingawaytotheotherendoftheworld,leavingallheknowsbehind,andnotknowingwhat’sbeforehim.Ayoungmanreallywelldeservesconstantsupportandpatronage,’lookingattheDoctor,‘whomakessuchsacrifices.’

           ‘Timewillgofastwithyou,Mr.JackMaldon,’pursuedtheDoctor,‘andfastwithallofus.Someofuscanhardlyexpect,perhaps,inthenaturalcourseofthings,togreetyouonyourreturn.Thenextbestthingistohopetodoit,andthat’smycase.Ishallnotwearyyouwithgoodadvice.Youhavelonghadagoodmodelbeforeyou,inyourcousinAnnie.Imitatehervirtuesasnearlyasyoucan.’

           Mrs.Marklehamfannedherself,andshookherhead.

           ‘Farewell,Mr.Jack,’saidtheDoctor,standingup;onwhichweallstoodup.‘Aprosperousvoyageout,athrivingcareerabroad,andahappyreturnhome!’

           Wealldrankthetoast,andallshookhandswithMr.

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