she gave me, and my book 'Heroes of old
England.' Aunt Judy is to have my best
four-bladed knife, and my prayer book. I
want old Principle to have my silver mug and
my new writing case. I leave nurse the sovereign
my guardian gave me to get herself some
new shoes, and I leave her my Bible."

Thus far; then Roy gave a tired sigh. Dudley having entered completely
into the spirit of the thing looked up and said eagerly, "There's your
telescope, you know, Roy! If you leave it to me, I'll let you look
through it when we're off on our travels."

"I shall never travel with no legs--besides I shall be dead. I'll leave
my telescope to you."

Dudley subsided at once; then after a silence he asked meekly, "Is that
enough?"

"Yes, I'm so tired, put--'I leave all my old clothes to the village
boys, and my cricket bat and stumps to Ben'--but wait a minute,
Dudley--there are all the servants, and I've got such heaps of books and
toys--I think we'll leave it like that."

Dudley looked at his paper with some pride.

"I've only made six mistakes and three blots," he said; "now may I drop
the sealing wax over it? I've got a lovely red piece in my pocket."

"I think I have to write my name at the bottom first, I know father did.