When I got a lucid interval of memory I studied, though much of the time I hadn't a book in my room.

Yet, when they came to ordain me, I knew enough and was sent at once to the work of the ministry." That his stupidity was not blameworthy is shown by the sympathy of Isaac's superiors; that it was not natural is known to our readers by their acquaintance with his native ability exhibited in his journals and letters.

The difficulty was confined almost wholly to study; to fix his attention on the matter in the text-books, or to grasp it and hold it in memory, was beyond his power.

Meantime his letters to his friends in New York and elsewhere were full of life.

He kept a copy of a carefully written one, addressed to an old-time friend of the Brook Farm community.