I found he was poor, and, except a few shillings, left him the trifle
of money which I had; endeavouring by every means to restore a lost
wretch to virtue and society. The fellow was not flint. The tears
gushed into his eyes, and I own I came away with hopes that my efforts
had not been wholly ineffectual.

I have written by the first post, that you mayst know what is become of
me. Farewell.

F. HENLEY




LETTER VI

_Louisa Clifton to Anna Wenbourne St. Ives_

_Rose Bank_

I have only time for a single line, but I cannot forbear to tell you
how great the emotions have been which I felt, my dear Anna, at reading
your last. Ten thousand thanks for your history; for so it may well be
called. You have quite filled my mind with the pictures, incidents, and
adventures of your journey.--Then your deliverer!--Such courage!--Such
fortitude!--Such--!

I must not finish my sentence. I must not tell you all I think
concerning him. There were two or three passages in your letter which