elbow.

"I have left myself no room to say with how much delight I
received your letter, nor with what satisfaction I think of
you as having fairly started in the race. You have entered
your plough, now, Governor, -- quick, quick, for the other
side.

"Thine in the dearest rivalry,

"Will. Rufus Landholm


"All manner of love to mamma, papa, and the little ones, from
Will."


In another corner, -- "I am sorry Mr. Haye makes so little stay
at Asphodel at this time -- you will not see anything of him,
nor of his place."

"I can bear that," thought Winthrop.

He was much too busy to see men or places. One fortnight was
given to the diligent study of Algebra; two other little
fortnights to Latin; and then his father came and took him
home, sooner than he expected. But he had "entered his
plough."

Yet it was hard to leave it there just entered; and the ride