It was here that his characteristic hatred of tyranny displayed itself on two occasions.

"One day," writes Miss Hellen Shelley, "his ire was greatly excited at a black mark hung round one of our throats, as a penalty for some small misdemeanour.

He expressed great disapprobation, more of the system than that one of his sisters should be so punished.

Another time he found me, I think, in an iron collar, which certainly was a dreadful instrument of torture in my opinion.

It was not worn as a punishment, but because I POKED; but Bysshe declared that it would make me grow crooked, and ought to be discontinued immediately." The acquaintance which he now made with one of his sister's school friends was destined to lead to most important results.