He slept at last.
He awoke to new thoughts and to fresh exertion.

Action, action, was the business of the day; to get up the hill of learning, the present aim of life; and to that he bent himself.

Whether or not Winthrop fancied this opportunity might be a short one, it is certain he made the most of it.
Mr.Glanbally had for once his heart's desire of a pupil.
It was a week or two before the walk was taken to Deerford and the books bought.

At the end of those weeks the waste afternoon fell out, and Mr.Glanbally got Winthrop a ride in a wagon for one half the way.

Deerford was quite a place; but to Winthrop its great attraction was -- a Latin dictionary! He found the right bookstore, and his dollar was duly exchanged for a second-hand Virgil, a good deal worn, and a dictionary, which had likewise seen its best days; and that was not saying much; for it was of very bad paper and in most miserable little type.