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David and I Set Forth Upon a Journey

           ShehasbeenputtingqualitiesintoDavid,alteringhim,turninghimforeveronalathesincethedayshefirstknewhim,andindeedlongbefore,andallsodeftlythatheisstillcalledachildofnature.WhenyoureleaseDavid’shandheisimmediatelylostlikeanarrowfromthebow.Nosoonerdoyoucasteyesonhimthanyouarethinkingofbirds.ItisdifficulttobelievethathewalkstotheKensingtonGardens;healwaysseemstohavealightedthere:andwereItoscattercrumbsIopinehewouldcomeandpeck.Thisisnotwhathesetouttobe;itisallthedoingofthattimid-lookingladywhoaffectstobegreatlysurprisedbyit.Hestrikesahundredgallantposesinaday;whenhetumbles,whichisoften,hecomestothegroundlikeaGreekgod;soMaryAhaswilledit.Buthowshesuffersthathemayachieve!Ihaveseenhimclimbingatreewhileshestoodbeneathinunutterableanguish;shehadtolethimclimb,forboysmustbebrave,butIamsurethat,asshewatchedhim,shefellfromeverybranch.

           Davidadmiresherprodigiously;hethinkshersogoodthatshewillbeabletogethimintoheaven,howevernaughtyheis.Otherwisehewouldtrespasslesslight-heartedly.Perhapsshehasdiscoveredthis;for,asIlearnfromhim,shewarnedhimlatelythatsheisnotsuchadearashethinksher.

           “Iamverysureofit,”Ireplied.

           “Isshesuchadearasyouthinkher?”heaskedme.

           “Heavenhelpher,”Isaid,“ifshebenotdearerthanthat.

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