“I am very much obliged to you for writing such a capital
letter to me the other day, and for all your kind advice, which
you may be sure is not entirely thrown away. I remember all the
kind advice you gave me last winter, as we were coming from
skating at Benham. You warned me from getting into ‘tick,’ and
you said you were sure I should be able to act upon your good
advice, and from that moment I determined not to go on tick,
without I could _possibly help_. I haven’t owed a penny to
anyone this half-year, and I don’t mean to owe anybody anything
in the money way; and I have not spent all my money yet, and if
I have not got enough to last me till the end of the half-year,
I am _determined_ not to tick; and I _heartily thank God_ that
I have elder brothers to guide me and advise me; I am afraid
I should have done badly without them. You advised me also in
your kind letter to work steadily. I fancy I am placed pretty
decently; the form I am in is the upper remove. I keep low down
in my form, principally from not knowing my Kennedy’s grammar.
I find it very hard to say by heart. I should have been placed
higher, I think, if I had known it; and I should advise Arthur
to begin it now, if he is coming to Rugby, which I hope he is.
He will find it disagreeable now, but he would find it worse
if he did not know it when he came here. I think if you would
be kind enough to write to him, and show him how necessary it
is for him to learn it, he would be only too glad to do it. I
think the great fault in me is, not so much forgetfulness, but
a not having a determination to do a thing at the moment. I
put it off. But I have, I am sorry to say, innumerable other
faults. Mamma sent me a book of prayers, which I read whenever
I have got time, and I say my prayers every night and morning,
and I pray for all of you. I have now mentioned, I think,
everything that you seemed anxious about in your letter.”
The next letter is dated two years later, when the question what
profession the writer of the last was to follow, had become important:—
“DEAREST MOTHER,
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