His cheeks are still ruddy, in spite of mixed mathematics, and his eyes are still large and blue; but in other respects his person would present no marks of identification for his friend Mrs.Hackit, if she were to see him; especially now that her eyes must be grown very dim, with the wear of more than twenty additional years.

He is nearly six feet high, and has a proportionately broad chest; he wears spectacles, and rubs his large white hands through a mass of shaggy brown hair.

But I am sure you have no doubt that Mr.Richard Barton is a thoroughly good fellow, as well as a man of talent, and you will be glad any day to shake hands with him, for his own sake as well as his mother's.
Patty alone remains by her father's side, and makes the evening sunshine of his life.
MR.

GILFIL'S LOVE STORY.