But if you do fulfil your fate, you must enter soon into your apprenticeship.

Let me see you labour and aspire--no matter what in--what to.

Work, work--that is all I ask of you! "I wish you would see your old country-house; it has a venerable and picturesque look, and during your minority they have let the ivy cover three sides of it.

Montaigne might have lived there.
"Adieu, dearest Ernest, "Your anxious and affectionate guardian, "FREDERICK CLEVELAND.
"P.

S .-- I am writing a book--it shall last me ten years--it occupies me, but does not fatigue.