When you go to your room for the night I want you to sit down all by yourself and open the envelope and read what I shall write.

They will be, I think, the most impressive words ever written.

You will think them over but you will not understand them for a long time.

Ask every wise man you meet to explain them to you, for all your happiness will depend upon your understanding of these few words in the envelope." In the morning Aunt Deel put it in my hands.
"I wonder what in the world he wrote there--ayes!" said she.

"We must keep it careful--ayes!--I'll put it in my trunk an' give it to ye when ye go to Canton to school." "Has Mr.Wright gone ?" I asked rather sadly.
"Ayes! Land o' mercy! He went away long before daylight with a lot o' jerked meat in a pack basket--ayes! Yer uncle is goin' down to the village to see 'bout the mortgage this afternoon, ayes!" It was a Saturday and I spent its hours cording wood in the shed, pausing now and then for a look into my grammar.