136 LORD LILFORD 



extremely tame, and looked upon his daily visits 

 to the breakfast-table as a right, making special 

 love to any new-comer, taking sips of tea here 

 and there, and unlawfully robbing the buns of 

 their raisins. 



In front of my brother stood his writing- 

 table, and there, on what a Presbyterian would 

 call every lawful weekday morning throughout 

 the year, he wrote some scores of letters, answer- 

 ing correspondents, giving help and advice 

 where needed, and conferring benefits with open 

 hand and closed lips. Letters of warm thanks 

 from numberless recipients of his bounty found 

 their way, at once, to the waste-paper basket, 

 and of many kindly deeds even my sister-in-law 

 remained in ignorance. Beside him stood the 

 revolving bookcase, ready to his hand and 

 containing books relating to his special studies 

 and others of general interest. Well-written 

 books on sport gave him great pleasure, and 

 literature dealing with the various countries of 

 our globe — except perhaps Africa, which con- 

 tinent had less attraction for him than it deserves 

 — occupied a foremost place in his reading. 

 Books which gave the results of their writer's 



