think anybody saw it; now, I am thankful to say, I am very well, and
feel thoroughly happy. I shall be nervous, no doubt, on Sunday, and
especially at reading the Gospel, but not I think so nervous as to
break down or do anything foolish; so when you know I am reading--for
you won't hear me, if you are in the stalls, don't distress yourself
about me.

'I can't tell what it was that upset me so on Sunday and Monday--
thinking of dear Mamma and how she had wished for this, the
overwhelming kindness of everybody about me, dear Father's simple
words of very affectionate comfort and advice.

'But I walked into Exeter, and on the way got quite calm, and so I
have been ever since. It is not strange that the realising the near
approach of what I have for years wished for, and looked forward to,
should at times come upon me with such force that I seem scarcely
master of myself; but it is only excitement of feeling, and ought, I
know, to be repressed, not for a moment to be entertained as a test
of one's religious state, being by no means a desirable thing. I am
very glad the examination is over. I did not worry myself about it,
but it was rather hard work, and now I have my time to myself for
quiet thought and meditation.

'Ever, dear Sophy, your affectionate Cousin,

'J. C. PATTESON.'


The next evening he writes:--