The day soon arrived on which we were to disperse for the first time.

My son, after taking leave of his mother and the rest, who mingled their tears with their kisses, came to ask a blessing from me.

This I gave him from my heart, and which, added to five guineas, was all the patrimony I had now to bestow.
'You are going, my boy,' cried I, 'to London on foot, in the manner Hooker, your great ancestor, travelled there before you.

Take from me the same horse that was given him by the good bishop Jewel, this staff, and take this book too, it will be your comfort on the way: these two lines in it are worth a million, I have been young, and now am old; yet never saw I the righteous man forsaken, or his seed begging their bread.
Let this be your consolation as you travel on.

Go, my boy, whatever be thy fortune let me see thee once a year; still keep a good heart, and farewell.' As he was possest of integrity and honour, I was under no apprehensions from throwing him naked into the amphitheatre of life; for I knew he would act a good part whether vanquished or victorious.