And she added with hesitation that he drank a good deal at the last, and was often depressed and silent.

"Was he kind to you ?" I asked.

Zoe said that he was never anything but kindness, and that he provided her with comforts and with schooling whenever any one came along to teach the children of the community.

I had already seen around the house a copy of the _Spectator_, and Pope's poems.

Zoe told me that she had read these books, part of them over and over, and that she had had a teacher the year before who had helped her to understand them.