"Believe me, "Yours faithfully, "JOHN LEECH." In sending these letters the Eton boy of old says he is "sure that nothing would more thoroughly exemplify Leech's genial wit and courteous kindliness than these replies to an unknown schoolboy." I suppose the letter in which my friend was invited to call upon Leech "in the holidays" is not to be found. But that he did call and received a present of "wood-blocks to work upon," accompanied by "encouragement to persevere," which, alas! he has not done, we have from himself. This incident is especially delightful, as it reflects perfectly the quality of heart and mind so characteristic of Leech. CHAPTER VII. MR. SPONGE'S SPORTING TOUR. Mr. Surtees, the writer of the sporting novels, possessed considerable powers of invention, which he indulged--amongst other vagaries--in giving names to most of the characters in his books, which served to enlighten his readers as to their physical and mental peculiarities, and never more happily than when he christened the hero of this sporting tour Mr. Soapy Sponge. "Mr. Sponge," says our author, "wished to be a gentleman without knowing how;" but what Mr. Sponge did know was how to sponge upon everybody with whom he could force an acquaintance, and this he effected with surprising success. Hunting and good hunting quarters were the objects of Mr. Sponge's machinations, and upon a half-hearted invitation from a Mr. Jawleyford, of Jawleyford Court, an invitation given without an idea that it would be accepted (as sometimes happens), Mr. Sponge found himself installed in the ancestral mansion of the Jawleyfords. Mr. Jawleyford was "one of the rather numerous race of paper-booted, pen-and-ink landowners," says Mr. Surtees, "whose communications with his tenantry were chiefly confined to dining with them twice a year in the great entrance-hall after the steward, _Mr. Screwemtight_, had eased them of their rents." Then Mr. Jawleyford would shine forth the very impersonification of what a landlord ought to be. Dressed in the height of fashion, he would declare that the only really happy moments of his life were those when he was surrounded by his tenantry.