'Tis well to make trial of _Gonellus_ his "humble" Advice: albeit, our daylie Course is so methodicall, that 'twill afford scant Subject for the Pen--_Vitam continet una Dies_. * * * * * ... As I traced the last Word, methoughte I heard the well-known Tones of _Erasmus_ his pleasant Voyce; and, looking forthe of my Lattice, did indeede beholde the deare little Man coming up from the River Side with my Father, who, because of the Heat, had given his Cloak to a tall Stripling behind him to bear. I flew up Stairs, to advertise Mother, who was half in and half out of her grogram Gown, and who stayed me to clasp her Owches; so that, by the Time I had followed her down Stairs, we founde 'em alreadie in the Hall. So soon as I had kissed their Hands, and obtayned their Blessings, the tall Lad stept forthe, and who should he be but _William Roper_, returned from my Father's Errand over-seas! He hath grown hugelie, and looks mannish; but his Manners are worsened insteade of bettered by forayn Travell; for, insteade of his old Franknesse, he hung upon Hand till _Father_ bade him come forward; and then, as he went his Rounds, kissing one after another, stopt short when he came to me, twice made as though he would have saluted me, and then held back, making me looke so stupid, that I could have boxed his Ears for his Payns. 'Speciallie as _Father_ burst out a-laughing, and cried, "The third Time's lucky!" After Supper, we took deare _Erasmus_ entirely over the House, in a Kind of family Procession, e'en from the Buttery and Scalding-house to our own deare _Academia_, with its cool green Curtain flapping in the Evening Breeze, and blowing aside, as though on Purpose to give a glimpse of the cleare-shining _Thames_! _Erasmus_ noted and admired the Stone Jar, placed by _Mercy Giggs_ on the Table, full of blue and yellow Irises, scarlet Tiger-Lilies, Dog-Roses, Honeysuckles, Moonwort, and Herb-Trinity; and alsoe our various Desks, eache in its own little Retirement,--mine own, in speciall, so pleasantly situate! He protested, with everie Semblance of Sincerity, he had never seene so pretty an Academy. I should think not, indeede! _Bess_, _Daisy_, and I, are of Opinion, that there is not likelie to be such another in the World. He glanced, too, at the Books on our Desks; _Bessy's_ being _Livy_; _Daisy's_, _Sallust_; and mine, St. _Augustine_, with _Father's_ Marks where I was to read, and where desist. He tolde _Erasmus_, laying his Hand fondlie on my Head, "Here is one who knows what is implied in the Word Trust." Dear _Father_, well I may! He added, "there was no Law against laughing in _his Academia_, for that his Girls knew how to be merry and wise."