And Steve and I were boy chums.

He is a fine fellow, and no mistake.

I am glad he is to be my brother.

I asked mother about him; and she said he was in Yorkshire, learning how to spin and weave wool--a queer thing, Charley." "Not at all.

He may just as well spin his own fleeces as sell them to Yorkshiremen to spin." Then they talked awhile of Stephen's plans, and Harry appeared to be much impressed with them.