The horse his father gave him has made him quite strong._) * * * * * I may be asked, "But how did Stock play ?" How?
I do not wish to write a treatise: my plan is only to give hints and suggestions.

I am not writing in the interest of Stock, Buffalo, & Co.
After the playing, we went to supper: the oysters were good, but the wine left a little sharp taste.

My timid daughter did not like oysters; but she ate a little salad, and at table listened instead of talking.
A few innocent anecdotes were related at table about horses and balls and dogs and Stock's future.

On taking leave, Madame said condescendingly to Cecilia, "If you keep on, my dear, one of these days you will play very nicely.".