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I wonder'd, in my childhood, that men should say to me,
C. H. TOWNSEND.
WAY OF THE WORLD.
I had last seen Mr. Disbrook when I was quite a child,-a child about six years of age; when I sat upon his knee, and listened most attentively to the wonderful and very entertaining stories which he used to tell me. I then was very wild and happy; and he was one of those fine, free-hearted fellows who are not too aware of their own importance to notice children. I had raced with him, ay, and beaten him too, down the long walk at Fromewood. I had galloped over Shawford-common on my black poney beside him, even when he was mounted on his superb hunter, “ Duke Humphrey.” By the by, that Duke Humphrey was out of Sir Charles Bunbury's famous Maid Marian.
I was, when I had last seen Mr. Disbrook, a thoughtless child, yet not so thoughtless as to forget him ;—for years he held a most distinguished place in my memory and affections.
We left Wiltshire ; I was sent off to school, and my father sold Fromewood to Lord M- s. Eleven years passed away before I beheld again our old residence. I went down with my father to visit Lord M- s. Fromewood was ever a most interesting place to me; I was born there, and of course I was never tired of exploring all my old haunts about the house and grounds; I loved them with all the clinging fancies and fond associations of boyish memory:-some corners in my heart remained as young and child-like as ever, and into those corners a thousand feelings had crowded and kept close, which I began to feel half ashamed of permitting to come abroad, as I grew into a tall, and, I must confess it, rather an awkward lad, neither a man nor a boy.
The second day after my arrival at Fromewood, I heard that Mr. Disbrook was in the house. I was in my bed-room just then, for I went up rather early to dress for dinner, because -- now don't smile because I was anxious to try the powers of the first razor